Chapter 19: Jealousy Pocket

Yuria had always been extremely wary of Ian being involved with anyone else.

For example, when she saw him talking to a maid who was cleaning the window, she came to him that night and interrogated him all day.

Once, she overheard the butler talking, and the situation was roughly like this.

-“Young Master Ian, where is he? Ah, you… were you looking for Young Master Ian all over the mansion…? He’s not hiding in the cupboard, so you didn’t have to open it…”

-“Butler, I only want to hear about my master right now.”

-“W, well, you see. Today, Young Master Ian is currently having a conversation with Lady Rachel in the office. But Yuria, even if you want to see your master’s face, this-”

Yuria’s eyes turned red.

-“……Are they alone?”

-“Haha, yes. Of course, Lady Rachel usually dislikes having anyone else in the office unless it’s a scheduled time. She only lets in people she approves of.”

….It seems that she cares more about who Master is with, where, and what he’s doing than a mere maid confronting the butler.

-“…Doesn’t everyone call for Young Master Ian every day?”

-“That’s because it’s Young Master Ian.
Anyway, let’s take a look at the wound you had last time, I’ll give you some medicine because you seem like my daughter….”

-“Postpone that for later,
I need to go to the place where Ian and Rachel are meeting right now.”

When she met her cold eyes, she couldn’t say anything.
…It seems that her daughter has entered puberty?

There were even more incidents with Ian.

For example, even today,

-“Hmm, this looks like it might be edible? Yuria. Come here and try it.”

-“…You knew… all along that I would like this, didn’t you?”

It started with the question of whether Yuria would even eat something with good texture and taste.

She took it to mean that he was watching over her very well, almost as obsessively as she was.

-“Do you need more maid uniforms? I heard the butler prepared a lot… Hmm, then you’d like casual clothes.”

-“…I was thinking that I couldn’t wear a maid uniform to a meeting I had to attend. As expected, Master always seems to be looking out for me, even when he pretends not to.”

“…”

He’s just giving her gifts because he thinks Yuria would look pretty in them, he doesn’t need to explain the situation in detail. No, please, even if it’s by chance.

The favorability that kept rising every time, was now really close to ‘affection’.

…

Back to the present.

Yuria approached Ian and looked up at him, fidgeting with her hands.

Her expression was still close to a cold, frozen poker face, but her clenched fists on either side, her narrowed eyes, and, most importantly, her red hair, which was rarely seen unless she was really angry, was gradually coming down from the top of her head to below her shoulders, meaning that she was really angry.

If he made a mistake, he might get his limbs cut off and be locked in a room forever, extracting blood… or rather, blood-letting?

“Weren’t you two having a good time… saying quite lewd things?”

“No…well, Yuria.”

“Are you more fond of… that mother, that Ice Palace Mistress, than of me…?”

“…”

I’m f*cked.

Rachel’s gaze, staring at me as if it were absurd, was painful.

Is it all over now…?

Since there was no change in favorability, it didn’t seem like I would be dismembered here, but if I left it like this, my head would be in danger in a big wave later.

“…We, Yuria.”

“Are you going to answer me?”

“…I was worried.
It’s not that I doubt you… it’s just that, you’re the one I care about the most.”

“…”

The moment Yuria closed her mouth, the woman’s expression was hidden in the shadows.

At this moment, I felt it.

I really screwed up big time today.

Why would you say that in that cold and harsh situation? Shouldn’t you at least not show your neck, let alone provoke her more when she’s that angry?

“…I, is that so?”

But contrary to the expectation that her limbs would be cut off, Yuria’s voice was dripping with a melting tone.

As if my eyes were wrong, her hair color was slightly lighter, and it was even turning slightly pink.

“…Then, Master.”

“Yes.”

“P, please answer me honestly.”

“What?”

She carefully wrapped her arms around my neck and narrowed the distance to the point where their faces were close, staring at me.

Yuria’s G-cup breasts, sneaking in close…., her jealous pockets pressed against my chest like soft marshmallows.

Do you know? Natural breasts mostly look like an I when viewed from top to bottom.

“Do you… like my hugs?”

“Of course, anything Yuria does.”

“Then… more than that Ice Palace Mistress?”

Yuria, who carefully smelled my neck, looked up at me with slightly red eyes when the answer was late.

Ah.

I froze for a moment and stiffened.

“Th, a mother’s hug. Yuria.”

“…Then don’t say it.”

When she showed signs of pouting slightly and clenching her fists, I raised both hands in surrender.

“…I like hugging you the most. Yuria.”

Only then did she loosen her slightly narrowed eyes and break into a small smile.

‘…Huh?’

Am I, alive…?

“Master, may I hug you for a moment…?”

“…Uh, anytime. I’ll accommodate you whenever Yuria wants.”

“Hmmph, haap… chomp, chomp.”

When Yuria put her lips on my neck, I felt a sense of relaxation. Even though Yuria had taken a lot of blood today, compared to the value of life…

“I, I’m the best… hmph. The best, yes. It’s a befitting title for someone who will be by Master’s side. Ian, you look even more handsome today.”

“…”

“You must have missed my hug while you were with that woman, right?”

No, if I said that myself…

“Oh, but you don’t have to look out for me anymore. After all, Master’s real hug, which you like the most, will be mine forever.”

Yuria, who couldn’t take her eyes off my face, buried her face in my arms.

As if all this was familiar, I hugged Yuria’s waist and shoulders without saying a word and buried my face in her shoulder as she pressed her lips together.

-Gulp.

“Hmmph, oops. Chuuuup,”

Her neck is buried, and she trembles with ecstatic emotion.

“…We were supposed to do it only at night. And only on certain days.”

“Isn’t it night now…? Everyone else has finished dinner. So it’s night.”

“I haven’t eaten yet.”

“Dinner is… me.”

“…”

“You can eat me.”

It’s a charming point that she says it again, in case I didn’t understand.

Yuria smiled bewitchingly and showed off the maid uniform that slightly revealed her cleavage.

“But there are too many spectators here… if possible, I’d like a place where we can be alone. In a place where no one is around. If Master wants, I can do it anywhere… but since it’s my first time, I’d like to do it in a separate room, preferably on a bed that makes a lot of creaking noises.”

Her red ears and the echoing voice were quite embarrassing.

…

-Crack.

The handle of the glass breaks.

“Ian. I didn’t attach a maid to you for such impure relationships… but.”

A cold wind blew from the end of the hallway.

The maid, no, just a cat, who had been spewing nonsense in front of her, looked at her coyly.

Frost began to form behind Rachel, and her mana intensified.

If things continued like this, the strongest person in episode 1 and the next final boss would have a fight.

Moreover, in the first episode, when the protagonist’s story is just beginning.

Suddenly, the two women, not for the protagonist, but for his younger brother below.

Amidst the tremendous mana waves, what was visible.

Three demons.

Black hair and purple eyes.

A being filled with impure mana due to the hastily created magic.

One important fact is.

It took a moment for everyone to notice this, not all at once.

And they are about to explode right in front of our eyes.

A failed demonization drug. It mixed with too much mana and became a demon that temporarily parasitized the bodies of its subordinates.

“….A new demon? No, this is!”

As he said that, an explosion burst from the center.

Originally, the black flames that would not have been visible rushed towards his face, and Rachel’s face froze.

Normally, she would have had the ability to freeze it the moment it rushed towards her to self-destruct.

Uncharacteristically, her mana wasn’t gathering properly.

And Ian, who knew that it was a side effect of the magic he had cast, moved.

‘….Damn…it.’

It was late.

This can’t be avoided.
He can’t spread a barrier to reduce the damage.

At that moment, the flashback that flashed through her mind replayed the nightmare that she had kept locked away in a corner of her mind.

-It’s all your fault.

-…You’re the perfect bait for the devil.

-You guys who follow the tail of the damn god, see a real devil for once!

The scent of the devil, the feeling of despair, the voices, the fear, all too familiar. At the end, her own face reflected in the blood-stained mirror.

But before she could even suppress the nightmares, the demon exploded, scattering its body parts around.

‘I’m going to die….!’

Just as she felt the change in her body and was about to raise some kind of guard.

-Thud.

Ian, who intervened, forcibly pushed her body and put her inside the hallway.

Then, the feeling of exhaustion, the slight pain of glass shards tearing her skin, and a dizzying vision.

In that confusion.

“Ugh?!”

A groan that should never be heard, reached her ears, and Rachel’s thoughts finally returned to her brain.

“…Ian?”

“……..Ma, ster?”

The maid, who had thought she had perfectly protected her and her master, looked at her master with a blank expression, kneeling on the floor.

Infected mana from the shoulder to the back and under the chin, a white bone protruding, indicating that at least his arm was broken, and the sight of him being severely injured all over his body, torn by the demon’s thorns.

It was the wound he got trying to save Rachel.

He’s going to die. At this rate, in minutes? No. Maybe in seconds.

It was a wound that would kill him, no matter how much mana he had, whether he was trained or not.

Realizing that, she shook her head and denied reality.

“…I, Ian. Ian, no… my… child. Wh, why… wh…why did you do that?”

She can’t speak properly.

She can’t rationally accept the fact that her brain has determined that his injuries are almost fatal to sustaining his life.

…Why? Wasn’t he sick anyway?
It was a miracle that he had recovered this much.

The mother who couldn’t even accept his childish tantrums.

Now that it’s time to enjoy her time, why is she giving it to such a worthless person…?

Why do you always give everything away like a fool?

Even though she was next to the maid just a moment ago…? Even after she told him to break up.

The last expression he showed, with the intention of complaining to him.

If it wasn’t anger, resentment, or anything else, but a smile like that.

What should she say?

“…”

-Grrr.

Then, the sound of a demon coming from the banquet hall.

Then, the sound of wings and footsteps that could not be made by humans, one after another.

About 500 demons, the combined number of these people in the banquet hall.

“…….”

Rachel doesn’t know about this situation.
Just that a few hundred demons suddenly attacked. That’s it.

But the important thing is.

He was hurt. Ian, and he’s in danger of dying.

Normally, she would never say something if it was impossible. At least, Ice Palace Mistress Rachel wouldn’t.

But this time.

“I’ll save Ian. You there, maid, I won’t say anything else. If you go to my office, there will be a red potion stored in a glass container next to the table. Pour it on Ian’s body.”

The Ice Palace Mistress muttered, rising from her pathetic fallen position.

It’s strong.

This is not a request, but an order.

Either join forces with those things right now, or she’ll kill all the demons and Rachel will run.

One of them must split up and find a way to save him.

Yuria’s head, who had judged that, spun quickly.

It would be better for her to bring the potion at a fast pace.

If she says that and can’t even protect her master’s body, she can just kill her later.

She must be careful about saving her master. Yuria, with a cold expression, didn’t want to see her master’s corpse already.

So Yuria didn’t argue and jumped towards her office.

“…Did she leave?”

She checked her stance.

The mana had returned. For some reason, the intensified emotions from earlier were soaring around her heart. If it had been a normal battle, she wouldn’t have fought with such rage that her spine would tingle with chills.

But now, the opponent is not even human.

She doesn’t need a weapon.

If possible, she wanted to tear the enemies apart with her own hands.

The number of enemies was different from the demons that had attacked before.

If you heard the scale of a few hundred, even the Knight Commander would have gathered all his knights.

“Phew….”

Perhaps her past self would have said it was foolish.

Yes. It’s a rusty sword. Unmaintained, old.

So it’s disadvantageous.

But.

“I have to distinguish between when I can and can’t endure. You have to.”

It’s what she always told you. Ian,

Of course, the situation is different.

Now, there’s no need to clean up the mistakes of the past. Just save him.

The potion she ordered the maid to bring was the finest of the potions containing 30% elixir, a luxury she had spent a lifetime on. It’s hard to find now.

She had bought it with the intention of giving it to him in the past.

“Hehehehe,”

A faint chuckle came out.

100 demons… 200 demons… The vast sky that was filled from the windows was now only the wings of demons.

If it had been her in her prime…..

“I would have lost. Definitely.”

But she’ll win.

No. She has to win.

At least to have the face to see Ian, who sacrificed himself.

She can’t die in a place like this.