I Formed a Party with a Girl via an Adventurer Matching App - Chapter 29

 The Premium Nectar

"For a lowly, beneath-notice creature like myself to presume to rival my lady—it was a catastrophic error from the very beginning. Please, I beg of you, brand me as a subhuman insect and kick me aside."

"……"

Whether in actual combat or within the bedroom, having suffered an overwhelming, absolute defeat before the combination of myself and Cordelia, Susie’s self-esteem appeared to have completely disintegrated.

This was the day immediately following my intense session of poison-testing sex with Susie, which had seamlessly transitioned into a dense, exhaustive marathon with Cordelia. Waking up to the morning sunlight filtering through the cracks in the bedroom curtains, a rich, mouth-watering aroma drifted into my nostrils from the direction of the dining area.

Accompanied by Cordelia, who was still looking thoroughly drowsy, I stepped out of the bedroom to find Susie in the middle of preparing breakfast at the table. She was, thankfully, no longer in that humiliating state of total nudity. She had returned to the exact same attire she wore when she first arrived, her maid uniform immaculate down to the tightly fastened cuff buttons.

"I offer my most sincere, profound apologies for the repeated, extreme insolence I displayed yesterday."

Upon registering our freshly awoken figures, Susie bowed her head with absolute earnestness. As a token of her contrition, she had apparently gone out of her way to prepare this breakfast spread for us.

The opening line, in which her self-worth was ground into absolute dust, was delivered during this exact apology. Watching a maid casually refer to herself as a subhuman insect, I couldn't help but feel a mild pang of sympathy for her. Cordelia, on the other hand, had adapted to her young-lady persona with entirely too much ease. She was ruthlessly working her servant to the bone, tossing out casual demands like, "Insect. Pour the yogurt." "Insect. Peel the fruit for dessert." "Insect. Refill my milk." And Susie simply responded with, "At your command, my lady." Are you seriously okay with this, Susie?

"I do not mind in the least. Having been born to the path of a housemaid, being thoroughly exploited by my lady is my supreme, ultimate pleasure."

"You've really gone off the deep end, haven't you……"

"In fact, I harbor a distinct desire to be stepped on by her."

"She’s literally just a textbook hardcore masochist maid."

"Kent. Since the opportunity has presented itself, why don't you step on her for a bit?"

"Oh. Really? Well, if you insist, then pardon the intrusion—"

"Kindly refrain from touching me with your filthy, disgusting feet, you nobody."

"The sheer disparity in your attitude is staggering……"

Susie poured a glass of milk for Cordelia, setting it down before letting out a soft, fluid sigh.

"……Speaking strictly as a maid, the concept of my lady engaging so indiscriminately in sexual intercourse with a male still causes a degree of internal resistance within my heart."

At her own words, Susie darted a brief glance in my direction. I watched as the milk flowed from the tilted glass directly into Cordelia's mouth. As a sleek, white glaze painted the very corner of her lips, Cordelia's tongue darted out with an intensely fluid, casual grace to lick it clean.

"Even after personally experiencing sexual intercourse with Lord Kent myself, that fundamental perspective remains unchanged. While being systematically pierced by a man's fierce, raging penis was undeniably pleasurable…… and though it is deeply embarrassing to recall, I admit I may have, well, become a fraction too intensely aroused myself."

Susie gently pressed the palm of her slender hand against her cheek, which was instantly dyed a deep crimson out of sheer, retroactive shame.

"However."

Susie continued to weave her thoughts into words.

"The sheer, unadulterated pleasure Cordelia experienced while coupling with you, Lord Kent, was truly something to behold."

Hrrgh—! Cordelia let out a sudden, violent choke, coughing into her throat. Susie, keeping her hand pressed against her blushing cheek, let out a long, sweeping sigh.

"Her features were the absolute definition of pure, melting ecstasy. It was an expression that suggested she was systematically distilling and savoring every single drop of pleasure this world has to offer—as though the absolute core of her mind and body had been completely submerged in an ocean of profound bliss."

"W-Wait a minute?! Susie?!"

"That was not a face that could ever be produced by a half-baked, casual level of pleasure. It was an expression of total, absolute intoxication—as though her entire heart and soul had been completely taken prisoner by Lord Kent. Even now, that look of supreme, overflowing bliss on Lady Cordelia's face is permanently burned into the back of my eyelids."

"Susie. That is entirely enough. Seriously, stop talking right now, Susie!"

"Furthermore, while the two of you were operating in a state of semi-conscious delirium amidst your repetitive coupling, Cordelia様 explicitly murmured something in an absolute trance. Tell me, Lord Kent, do you happen to recall it?"

"Murmured? Murmured what?"

"Susie!!! I said stop it!!!"

Before Cordelia could forcefully extend her arm to physically muffle her servant, Susie's loose lips effortlessly brought the hidden reality to light.

"‘Engaging in sex with you completely eclipses even the most premium, exquisite nectar.’"

Cordelia's mouth began to repeatedly open and close in absolute, silent shock, looking exactly like a stranded goldfish. Staring at her profile from across the dining table, I could see that her beautifully shaped ears had been dyed a brilliant, uniform shade of crimson.

"Hou, hou. I see, I see. 'Premium, exquisite nectar,' is it?"

The moment I repeated the phrase with maximum, deliberate emphasis, an unintelligible, strangled shriek escaped Cordelia’s throat. "Gyaih!"

Back when she had first authorized my encounter with Susie, Cordelia had looked down at me and delivered a highly confident lecture:

"I suppose it’s healthy for you to sample something other than my own premium, exquisite nectar once in a while."

At the time, I had assumed she was simply maintaining an intensely arrogant, self-assured front. But as it turned out, it was nothing of the sort. Deep down in the recesses of her mind, Cordelia herself viewed our sexual encounters as the ultimate, premium nectar.

After all, our physical compatibility rating was a statistical anomaly that exceeded 200%. No matter how high-and-mighty or completely unbothered she attempted to act on the surface, realizing that her heart was experiencing that exact level of profound joy during our sessions…… I found it utterly impossible to stop a massive, smug grin from spreading across my face.

Her eyes glistening with a thin, watery film of pure mortification, Cordelia glared directly at me. Desperately shifting my gaze away to escape her murderous look, my eyes landed on Susie, whose lips were currently curled into a subtle, loose arc.

Her expression made it abundantly clear that she was thoroughly amused by the sight of her master panicking so visibly. It wasn't the look of a mere submissive servant, but rather the affectionate, knowing gaze of an older sister figure who harbored a deep, genuine bond with her charge.

Then, Susie turned toward me and offered a slow, respectful nod.

I could infer from the gesture that, on some fundamental level, she had finally accepted my presence in her mistress's life.

"……I leave Lady Cordelia in your care. You stallion."

"…………Stallion?"

"Given how enthusiastically and gleefully you were breeding my lady, I believe it is a title that fits your character with absolute precision, wouldn't you agree?"

Offering a radiant, polite smile, Susie's eyes…… weren't actually smiling in the slightest. It appeared that while she had formally acknowledged my worth, fully and cleanly digesting the reality of a man who ruthlessly, repeatedly bred her precious lady through the night was still a bridge too far for her to cross just yet.

"……Man, trying to figure out whether 'godforsaken nobody' or 'stallion' is the superior title is a remarkably stressful dilemma."

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