Old Man Isekai - Chapter 20

Investigation: The Maid and the Fake Carla

Before entering any of the individual rooms, Sharon and I did a quick lap around the inside and outside of the separate villa. We compared the overall layout with the exterior appearance to see if there were any structural discrepancies or special rooms hidden away.

(The suspicious spot is definitely that one room on the third floor. They've arranged the windows to make the exterior look perfectly normal, but there isn't a single door leading to it from the hallway. There is a high probability of a hidden room right there!)

Truth be told, I've always been highly confident in my spatial awareness. It was a skill I originally honed strictly for the sake of safely pulling off outdoor quickies, but it turned out to be the perfect tool for spotting unnatural architectural anomalies like this.

"I found it, Sharon! There's a hidden room right over there!" 

"How on earth can you tell so easily...?" 

"The only problem is that there are tons of guards stationed around it, so figuring out how to infiltrate is going to be the tricky part." 

"Shall we attempt to slip in through the attic?" 

"That looks tough... No, wait, if I use my Gungnir, it might actually work!"

I pulled out my spear. I currently keep it retracted to a short length, but if I extend it, we might be able to breach the attic space. By the way, since everyone else has a weapon with a cool-sounding name, I decided I should name mine too. The final candidates on my list were "Gáe Bulg," "Tonbogiri," "Spear of Longinus," and "Ruyi Jingu Bang." In the end, being the massive Final Fantasy fan that I am, I officially settled on "Gungnir."

"The question is where we should break in from." 

"I believe there was a guest reception room nearby, wasn't there? What if we try from in there?" 

"Alright, let's give it a shot!"

Moving with absolute caution, we decided to attempt an infiltration from the guest room. When I tapped the ceiling with my spear, a wooden board gave way, confirming that entry was possible.

"Sharon, I'm heading up. If any guards come by, make sure to cover for me!" 

"Yes! Understood."

I channeled mana into Gungnir, making the spear extend fluidly so I could climb my way up the wall. Slipping into the attic, I found myself in a dimly lit space choked with thick layers of dust, looking as though it had been completely abandoned for years. The floorboards beneath my feet were incredibly brittle; if I didn't rely heavily on the support beams as I moved, I was at constant risk of crashing right through the ceiling. I picked my steps with extreme care.

Eventually, I made my way directly above the room in question. Just as I got there, a muffled shriek that had been completely silent from below suddenly pierced my ears.

"Ahhh! Nooo!"

I caught my breath.

(Damn it! Just as I thought, this room was soundproofed using either magic or some kind of specialized construction! Are they using some twisted method to torture a demon locked inside?!)

Suppressing my mounting panic so I could accurately grasp the situation, I carefully bored a tiny hole through the ceiling and quietly peeked down into the room below—

For some reason, the King and a maid who looked to be roughly the same age as Lady Carla were aggressively having sex.

"Ahhh... 💖 Noo... 💖 It's too intense... 💖 Did you really want to do it with me that badly...? 💖"

Her cheeks flushed crimson, the maid questioned the King in a sweet, melting voice. Deep within her eyes, a strangely obsessive gleam was flickering.

"Ah... Catherine, every single moment I couldn't see you was sheer torture!"

The King took her hand, replying in a voice thick with profound emotion. Yet, a faint trace of anxiety seemed to ooze from his back.

"The feeling is mutual 💖 How long can you stay with me today? 💖"

She pressed her body even closer, snuggling against him while whispering heated words.

"My apologies. I promised to meet with Carla today, so I don't have much time..."

The King's tone was heavy with regret, but those specific words instantly caused Catherine's expression to shift.

"Are you truly prioritizing your biological daughter over me, the one who knows every single inch of your body? 💖"

She flashed a smile, playfully twisting the King's nipple with her fingers. However, her voice now carried a distinct edge of malice.

"Ahhh...  Catherine... " 

"Well? 💖 Which one of us is it...? 💖" 

"Hau... "

The moment she dug her fingers sharply into his nipple, the King let out a ragged groan and doubled over forward. He was visibly shaken by her wicked smile. Letting a ripple of anger bleed into her tone, she spun her next words with a teasing, expectant gaze.

"You know, I happen to be incredibly popular, so it doesn't even have to be you... my dear virgin King who has never known a single woman besides the Queen 💖💖💖" 

"Ugh... P-Please, don't say such things! The only one I love is you!"

The King scrambled to placate her, rushing his words. Even so, his eyes were darting around nervously. Tilting her head, she pressed him even further.

"Is that the truth...?" 

"Ah... Of course it is! Only you! You're the only one I have!"

Her low, sweet voice echoed out, seemingly carving right into the King's psyche. He answered with desperate momentum, but a faint tremor vibrated deep within his voice.

Sensing his hesitation, Catherine lightly hitched up the skirt of her maid uniform, deliberately flaunting their wet, joined lower halves. The gesture was intensely provocative, carrying a heavily calculated intent.

"Hmm, well then... ♪ How do you like my outfit today? I dressed up exactly the way you like it 💖💖💖" 

"Ah! It's gorgeous! The exact moment I stepped into this room and saw you, I wanted nothing more than to take Catherine right then and there!!"

Driven by her provocation, the King's rationality shattered in an instant, and he bared his raw emotions as he answered. However, Catherine's very next words froze him completely solid.

"...Do you want Lady Carla to wear this too? 💖" 

"Eh... W-Why are you bringing up Carla's name again?!"

Utterly horrified, the King accidentally raised his voice. Watching his reaction, Catherine's lips curled into a faint, twisted smirk.

"Why don't you just be honest with yourself? ♪ The real reason you fell in love with me is because I look exactly like Lady Carla, isn't it?" 

"...!! T-That's absolutely not true!"

The color instantly drained from the King's face, his denial coming out in a trembling voice. Yet, his words felt hollow, floating emptily in the air. Catherine slowly brought her face close to his, wearing an innocent, pure smile that mirrored a child acting spoiled with a parent.

"Is that so? ♪ In that case—"

She stared intently into the King's eyes, her lips pouting ever so slightly as she delivered the blow.

"Father, I love you 💖"

That single phrase sliced through him like a razor-sharp blade, gouging deeply into the King's core. Keeping her mischievous smile plastered on her face, she had deliberately chosen to call him "Father." In that exact instant, the King's breathing turned completely frantic, his wild, ragged gasps echoing loudly throughout the room.

"Haah... haah... haah..." 

"Oh my... ? Father, your hips have stopped moving 💖 Hurry up and make Carla feel good 💖💖💖" 

"Haah... haah... Catherine... " 

"Father... 💖 Hurry... 💖"

Gasping heavily for air, the King violently captured Catherine's lips in a rough kiss. Without breaking the embrace, he began violently slamming his hips upward.

"Nnh 💖💖💖"

Slamming into her with brute force, the King no longer possessed even a single shred of his usual royal elegance. His face was entirely consumed by a raw, primal urge to thoroughly violate the daughter standing before him. Bit by bit, his movements lost all restraint as he single-mindedly chased the mounting pleasure. Yet, even as Catherine was completely tossed around by his violent, rough thrusting, she maintained a perfectly composed expression, leaning in to whisper directly into the King's ear.

"Ah... 💖 Father... 💖 This is incredible 💖 You're getting so hard and swelling so big inside of me 💖 And it feels so much better than usual... 💖💖💖💖" 

"Haah...  Haah...  Catherine, is this really okay...?"

Without slowing his rhythm, the King stared down at her with tear-rimmed eyes. His expression was the pathetic sight of a wretched male completely dominated by a single female. She looked up at the King, a faint smile gracing her lips as she whispered the ultimate taboo.

"Yes... 💖 Carla belongs to Father 💖💖💖"

As if those words were the final trigger, the King drove his hips forward with explosive force. In that instant, his facial expression completely dissolved.

"Carla!  Carla! Carlaaa!!! " 

"Ah! 💖 Ahhn! 💖💖 Father!💖 Keep thrusting harder! 💖💖 Pour the seed that created me deep into my womb! 💖💖💖" 

"Ah...  Carla, I love you!  Get pregnant with my child!!!" 

"Ah... 💖 Ah... 💖 Father! You're hitting the absolute deepest depths of me! Father, it feels so good... Ahhh... 💖"

Completely consumed by the delusion that he was coupling with his actual biological daughter, the King didn't slacken his frantic pace for a second. He moved like a man possessed, desperate to pour fresh semen into the very child his own sperm had created. Catherine wrapped her legs tightly around the King's waist, locking him in place so he couldn't pull away. Finally, sensing that the King was at his absolute limit, her voice grew louder and more frantic.

"Ah! Father! 💖 Your shaft is twitching so much 💖 You're about to explode, aren't you?! 💖" 

"Haah! Haah! Haah! I'm cumming!!!! Into my daughter's body... I'm pouring the proof that I sired you!" 

"Yes! 💖 Father, let it out! Give me your hot, thick seed inside Carla right now!"

The moment she screamed those words, the King's hips blurred into a final, desperate frenzy, and then—

"I can't hold it anymore! I'm shooting...!"

With one final, violent lunge of his hips, the King unleashed a massive torrent of thick, creamy white fluid deep inside her womb. The sight was almost feral, as if he were expelling every last ounce of his life force and vitality just to ensure she conceived. His mouth hung wide open as he wheezed heavily.

"Fuu... fuu... Fuuuu...!"

The sheer force of his ejaculation blasted directly against her cervix, causing her entire body to spasm violently as she crashed into a shattering orgasm.

"Ahhhhhhh! 💖 Father's hot cum is filling me up! 💖 Ah... 💖 There's so much of Father's seed flooding inside... 💖💖💖"

The King kept his weight heavily pressed against her until the very last drop of his climax spent itself, his breathing as ragged as a wild beast after mating.

"Haah... Haah...  Haah... " 

"Fa... ther... 💖 That was amazing... 💖" 

"Ahhh...  Carla... "

Perhaps because the taboo of violating his own daughter provided an irresistible, intoxicating pleasure, the excited words of the girl beneath him only served to stoke his lust even further. Finally, having emptied his tank completely, his member slowly slid out from her wet core. The exact instant it parted, a thick mixture of snow-white love juice and pink-tinted semen came oozing out from between her petals, spilling downward. 

"Ah... Look at how much of Father's fluid is leaking out... 💖"

As she wore a face of absolute, blissful ecstasy, the name naturally slipped from the King's lips once more.

"Catherine... "

In response to his voice, she tilted her head with a playful smile.

"Fufu ♪ Right now, I am Carla, you know? Was it good for you?"

At those words, the King's expression darkened instantly. His eyes filled with a deep, crushing sorrow. Seeing the woman he loved to roleplay as his own daughter just to satisfy him clearly brought a tight, agonizing pain to his chest. After staring at her in silence for a long moment, the King finally spoke quietly.

"Yeah, thank you. Car—No, Catherine. It was incredible. I truly love you. 💖" 

"Oh, honestly... 💖 I love you too, my King. 💖"

She flashed a radiant smile at his declaration, answering in a deeply affectionate voice.

"Well then, shall we get ready to go see the real Lady Carla soon?" 

"Yeah..."

Without lingering too long in the afterglow, the two exchanged glances and began tidying up their appearance. However, as if suddenly remembering something, Catherine pinched the hem of her skirt and pulled it up slightly.

"Ah... 💖 Look at this 💖 Look at how much of your love fluid is dripping down, my King 💖💖💖💖💖"

The gesture was a flawless blend of calculated innocence and blatant provocation, instantly drawing the King's eyes right back down. He lost his words for a brief second, but as he stared directly back into Catherine's eyes, his rod stiffened right back up into a rigid erection.

"Forgive me... Catherine. I need to ask for one more round. Except this time, I want to do it with you." 

"Don't blame me if we end up late... 💖"

As Catherine lay back down while holding the hem of her skirt, the King positioned his shaft against her wet slit and slowly began working his hips once more. As the friction restarted, the King wrapped his arms around Catherine's neck and whispered into her ear.

"Catherine... I love you." 

"💖💖 Geez! I love you too! 💖💖💖"

Holding each other tight, the man and woman continued to whisper sweet words of love. It was safe to say that neither of them had any actual intention of showing up to meet Lady Carla today.

・・・ ・・ ・

(I watched them thoroughly, and there's absolutely no doubt about it—this is the King's private "affair room"! He's the type who chooses to cheat around instead of officially taking a second wife! Well, whatever ♪ This is going to make for a fantastic blackmail piece to use down the road. Sharon is still waiting for me, so I'd better head back...)

Dragging my lingering disgust along with me, I carefully watched my footing as I made my way back down to where Sharon was waiting.

"Good work out there, Sharon!" 

"Good work to you as well. How did it go?"

In response to her question, I chose to completely leave out the details of the affair room.

"It was just an empty room. No demon slaves to be found..."

Sharon let her shoulders slump slightly, though she nodded in understanding.

"I see... That is quite a shame." 

"Well, it can't be helped. For now, let's just head back to Lady Carla's room and pack it in!" 

"Yes!"

We made our way back into Lady Carla's room and gave a energetic greeting.

"We're back! ♪" 

"Fueh?!"

At the sudden sound of my voice, Maya's face flushed a deep crimson, and she looked over at me in a complete panic. For some reason, the other girls in the room flat-out refused to meet my eyes. Sensing something fishy, I turned to Iris to ask what was going on.

"What's up with everyone?"

Maintaining her usual completely blank expression, Iris pointed straight at my crotch and gave a direct answer.

"They were talking about Dai's big thing."

For a split second, my mind went entirely blank.

(W-Wait a minute... Don't tell me they were actually discussing their sex lives with me?)

"M-Maya! Exactly what did you tell them?!" 

"Um... well... I definitely didn't tell them anything about doing it outside, or on the bed, or the details about our threesome at all!" "No, that means you absolutely told them everything, didn't you?!"

Her face burning bright red, Maya shrunk into herself and began stammering out an apology.

"Auuu... I'm so sorry... "

Seeing this, Lady Carla stepped forward with an apologetic expression and bowed her head.

"Lord Dai, please forgive us. I am the one who chose to pick her brain for every last detail... " 

"I mean, I don't particularly mind, but isn't that a little too intense for a princess?"

Flabbergasted but unable to help letting out a wry smile, I looked over at Yuno and Aria. Both of them were groaning softly, their faces dyed an even deeper shade of red as they stared down at the floor.

"If I were to have sex with Dai, I suppose it would probably happen in the bath or early in the morning... " 

"Sex with Lord Dai... Uuuu..."

(What on earth is even happening in this room right now...?)

Attempting to gather my bearings, I quickly threw out a question to change the subject.

"Right. By the way, does the King also live here in this separate villa?" "Yes, he does."

(The guy literally built a dedicated affair room inside his own home! Truly incredible!)

After chatting with Lady Carla for a little while longer, we finally decided it was time to leave the separate villa. As we were taking our leave, Lady Carla spoke to Yuno and the others with a deeply reluctant tone.

"Lady Yuno, I truly wish to speak with you again! Also, I would love to hear a bit more about Lady Maya's intimate acts with Lord Dai as well 💖" 

"I would absolutely love to chat again too! ♪" 

"Count me out!"

Well, if nothing else, I'm glad Lady Carla, Yuno, and the others managed to become fast friends in a single day. As a final touch, I decided to use my skill to check on the name of Lady Carla's illness.

"【Inspect】"

Carla: Condition: Parkinson's disease. No curses detected.

(What exactly is Parkinson's disease?)

This skill only provides the exact name of the illness. To someone like me who possesses zero medical knowledge, it didn't mean a thing.

"Lady Carla, would you mind asking your personal physician about 'Parkinson's disease'?" 

"Huh? Yes, I suppose I can?"

(I just hope it can provide even a tiny hint toward a potential cure...)

With those thoughts in mind, we departed from the separate villa for the day. And then, the very next day, we were arrested.

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