Now twenty-one this year, Seria remained unmarried.
Due to various issues like family circumstances and finances, she had missed her prime marrying age.
Seria’s hobby was secretly gathering with fellow employees in similar situations late at night to gossip about love – Connell in the kitchen having impressive arm muscles, Milton the gardener possessing incredible thighs (surprisingly, a very small number even had a preference for Gordon).
In many ways, she was a young woman in her prime, starved for love.
But as she continued to live, buried in her routine, she couldn’t help but wonder if she too could experience the fantastical love she only heard about in stories… and then sigh deeply.
That day was just like any other, a leisurely day.
The sunlight still sparkled, making the dust clinging to the window clearly visible, leading to pointless thoughts like, ‘Why does dust accumulate every day?’ as she swung the duster in her hand.
“…Huh?”
However, Seria dropped the duster she was holding at the sight before her.
The figures of a man and a woman walking down the hallway from afar were unmistakably her employers, the Evergarden couple, the owners of this mansion.
However, their appearance was shockingly different from usual, causing her astonishment.
The sturdy shoulders and distinct features were those of Dariann as always.
But he was carrying Freya in his arms, in a manner akin to a knight rescuing a princess kidnapped by a demon lord, carrying her back to his castle.
Dariann’s expression was impassive, but Freya, held in his arms, covered her flushed face with both hands, steam practically rising from her head as she hung limply in his embrace.
When gathering with fellow employees on dark nights, all sorts of stories, both appropriate and inappropriate, would pour out, but to the people of this medieval era, the sight was truly embarrassing and shameful.
“U-uh… G-good, good afternoon! Lord! Lady!”
Seria was flustered by the sudden, absurd, and embarrassing appearance of the Count and Countess, but she quickly regained her composure and bowed deeply to Dariann as he approached.
“Ah, perfect timing.”
“Y-yes?”
“I’m going to spend some quality time with my wife now. So, make sure not even an ant gets near my room.”
“D-Dariann…!”
“…Yes. Understood.”
“Good, thanks for your hard work-“
Seeing Seria, Dariann, as if pleased, gave the order to keep anyone from approaching his bedchamber and then walked straight past Seria.
“…Crazy, oh my god.”
As Dariann’s footsteps faded into the distance, Seria, barely straightening up, involuntarily swore.
Tonight.
The topic of conversation for their usual gathering was decided in that moment.
Thud-thud-
“D-Dariann…!”
Thud-thud—
“P-put me down…! I can walk on my own!”
Freya, clinging to Dariann’s arms, flailed her limp legs and desperately cried out.
After Dariann discovered the contraceptive pills she had asked Felix for, he immediately scooped Freya up like a kidnapped bride and had been carrying her silently ever since.
And not just carrying her, but carrying her in a princess carry, heading straight for the bedroom, so every time she saw the employees’ faces either burning red, whispering to each other, or giving a considerate smile and subtly turning away, Freya’s face turned scarlet, as if about to explode.
“P-people are watching…!”
“Who here would say anything to me for carrying my wife?”
“B-but…! I-it’s embarrassing…!”
“Oh? If you’re embarrassed by this, what are you going to do later?”
“T-that’s…! At least when we’re alone…”
Rosaria earnestly pleaded with Dariann, embarrassed, but Dariann only smiled and didn’t stop walking.
Rather, seeing his pace gradually slowing down, it was clear he was enjoying Freya’s embarrassment.
“My husband, you’re sneakier than I thought? Keeping things like this a secret. Are you upset? We shouldn’t have secrets between us. Don’t you think?”
“But… I wasn’t going to use them…! I just got them in case…”
“Oh? You weren’t going to use them? Hmm… I’m a little disappointed by that?”
“N-no… that’s…”
“I’m kidding.”
Slam-
“…Gulp.”
Freya, held in Dariann’s arms and subjected to his sly questioning, swallowed hard in front of his bedchamber, which they had arrived at without her noticing.
Dariann’s bedchamber, which he disliked cluttering, only contained a large bed, a table and chairs placed there out of courtesy, and various exercise equipment.
Click-
Held in his arms, she entered the bedchamber, and then the door, which had been wide open, closed and the lock clicked into place.
“Now it’s just the two of us?”
“….”
“Wait here for a moment.”
Dariann placed Freya on the bed and then walked to the window and drew the curtains, instantly plunging his bedchamber into darkness.
Flick-
“How’s this? Pretty atmospheric, right?”
In the darkness where nothing could be seen, Dariann placed a burning candle, its bright flame illuminating the area, on the bedside table and shrugged.
“U-um… ah…”
However, Freya, still dizzy and confused, lost her usual eloquence and could only stammer.
Rustle-
“Ah…!”
Then, Dariann was the first to act.
He took off the clothes he was wearing on his upper body one by one and tossed them carelessly onto the floor, revealing his physique to Freya.
His firm abs, broad shoulders, thick neck, sharply sculpted jaw, distinct features, and the faint scar near his left eye revealed his wildness.
His neatly side-swept hair became disheveled, and as he roughly swept his hair back, Freya couldn’t help but stare at Dariann.
“What? Am I handsome?”
“Yes… N-no! I-I mean…! You’re always handsome… so I was just thinking that…”
‘He’s a man… is it okay for me, a male wife, to find him so attractive…? I used to be a man…’
Even though he was her husband, she had lived as a man for at least 40 years, so she wondered if it was okay for her to be attracted to a man like this, if her sexual orientation was becoming strange.
“My husband is always cute too.”
“Cute…?! Cute, you say!”
“It’s not just that you became a woman, I think you’re just a cute person in general.”
“N-no… I, no… I’m…”
Those worries melted away with a single word of praise from Dariann, who smiled and called her cute.
“Hoo…”
Thud-
Dariann, having taken off his top, sat in the center of the bed, and Freya, conscious of Dariann, subtly moved to the edge of the bed.
“….”
“…”
And then, a long silence followed.
Thump-thump-thump-thump-thump
Awkwardness and excitement swirled, and her frantically beating heart pounded so loudly it felt like it would burst out of her chest.
“Are you just going to stay still like that?”
“Hiccup!?”
Then, suddenly, Freya, startled by Dariann’s question as he looked at her, hiccuped and flinched.
“Come here.”
“…..”
Following Dariann’s gesture, Freya lowered her head, got up from her seat, and sat down next to Dariann.
“Cute, my husband.”
“Ah…”
Dariann, unable to resist Freya’s cuteness as she timidly approached him, lifted her chin with his hand and gazed intently at her flushed face, and Freya’s lips parted slightly.
Swoosh-
As if unable to resist Freya’s cuteness, Dariann brought his face closer, his lips coming right up to her nose.
Thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump.
Her heart, now pounding so fiercely it felt like it would explode, her limbs trembling, her eyes darting around frantically, Freya finally closed her eyes involuntarily.
Smack-
At the same time, the two people’s lips met again after a long time.
“Mmph?!”
Before she could even feel the rough but warm sensation of Dariann’s lips, Freya’s eyes flew open in surprise at his tongue, which had already invaded her mouth.
As if blatantly showing how much he had been holding back, Dariann’s tongue, without hesitation, began to fervently caress the inside of her mouth.
Freya, flustered and unable to keep up with Dariann’s tongue, which was wrapping around her stiff tongue and showering her with a deep kiss, but Dariann, as if he had no intention of letting her go, had already grabbed her waist and pulled her close, continuing the kiss.
Her head became hazy from the intense kiss that gave her no room to breathe, and her forehead grew hot.
Smooch-smack-Heuh… gasp…! Smooch…
Freya was simply struggling to keep up with Dariann’s pattern of tongues intertwining, intermittently gasping for breath, and then kissing again.
She reflexively tried to push him away, overwhelmed by Dariann’s actions, but already firmly trapped and unable to escape, Freya lost her strength and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning on him.
As their bodies pressed together, Freya’s chest rubbed against Dariann’s sturdy body, making her head spin.
“Puhah…! Cough..! Cough…!”
The kiss, which felt like 1 second was 1 minute, ended, and a long strand of saliva connected Dariann and Freya’s lips as
they slowly parted.
“S-suddenly, isn’t that a bit too intense—”
“Take it off.”
“Eep? Wh-what…………………..”
Freya, about to make an unwilling complaint to Dariann, who was clinging to her relentlessly after the kiss, was cut off by Dariann’s firm order to take off her clothes-
“Y-yes…”
Her cheeks were already flushed a deep red.
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