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Chapter 58: A defenceless sleeping princess

Translated by SoundOfDestinyEdited by Zil

Satisfied with her belly full of her favourite meat dish, Yuri was absent-mindedly browsing the library while resting her cheek on the desk in the royal library.

It was a tranquil night – a free time where her stomach was full and she could sleep at any time. The saints, who have been training all day long with physical exhaustion, would have gone to their assigned bedrooms and departed to the world of dreams.

However, Yuri does not consume this time as a mere sleeping time.

For Yuri, who in her former world was a regular viewer of late-night anime, this time after dinner is still a kind of activity time.

Of course, there is no late-night anime or radio in this world, but Yuri’s body clock, which has been slowly and painstakingly trained over the years, cannot be easily restored to that of a normal person.

Therefore, Yuri spends her time in this room until she feels unbearably sleepy, and when she gets sleepy, she goes back to her room in the other building and sleeps soundly until morning.

Lately, it seems that her body clock has begun to go haywire (in this case, it’s probably more accurate to say that she’s on the verge of going back to sleep), and she often ends up falling asleep at her desk and staying in the library until morning.

It is unthinkable for a girl of her age to spend the night in a place with such low security.

Whether it’s luck or bad luck, Yuri, who has never had a scary physical relationship before, has a slightly looser sense of what’s going on.

What happens when a fresh-eating high school girl sleeps unprotected in such a crowded place? For Yuri, who is also familiar with the situation of adult comics for men, the answer is easy.

It is hard to imagine that there is a wolf that would go out of its way to attack you in a royal palace that is dominated by lovely maids and dignified female knights.

Such a girl would not think of improving her disordered life unless she had to suffer the consequences.

If one thinks about it – compared to the worst possible ending for a girl that she could have had, the ending that comes this time is still an agreeable warning.

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Stepping into the girl’s area, Ran was startled by the unexpected sight that met his eyes and immediately slipped into the shadows.

He poked his face halfway over the edge of the wall and took another look at the situation.

What he saw was a natural blonde hair, softly glowing in the moonlight.

If the whole school were to gather for a ceremony or something, it would be easy to spot a girl with a distinctive appearance from the stage looking at the seats -Reika Queenigaoka.

“Why, at a time like this……?”

“I’ve come all this way to see Reika, and now I can’t see her. This means we can’t see each other.”

Well, sure, that’s a strange theory if he thought about it simply.

If he had made an appointment, he wouldn’t be in this situation, and if Reika is willing to accept Ran’s visit, he can walk in there and meet her in a normal way.

But of course, Reika is not aware of the fact that Ran will be visiting this evening, and if he shows up unannounced, he is bound to get into trouble.

If the knights of the Kingsguard surrounding Reika were women – or people with Walkins’ influence – there would be no problem.

Under the circumstances, that is unlikely. It is too optimistic.

“Should I wait, and see?”

It is best to stay here until the knights of the Kingsguard leave Reika.

No, Ran doesn’t know the possibility of getting caught is high. Maybe the knight of the Kingsguard, who has finished speaking, will come walking towards him. It’s also possible that he or she will notice his presence and show an intention to attack. Or – it’s possible that they have already noticed that Ran is peeping at them.

“Rather than cross a dangerous bridge, I’ll come back later.”

Looking back at the knights it’s not even funny if Ran were caught.

It’s a little bit depressing to not be able to make Reika a part of Ran’s harem, but if he was caught it would be a mistake that he can’t take back. It’s more troubling when plans go drastically awry.

There are currently seven girls who have been made into Ran’s harem, so even if the saints decide to leave (TL: fighting maou) before they finish corrupting Reika, they will still be able to make it work.

It’s better than being caught.

He sneaks out without making a sound and leaves the women’s wing under the guise of a butler on patrol.

After some distance, a pent-up breath escapes from his mouth.

What should he do now?

Ran had planned to be soothed tonight by the plump and bouncy Reika, so his lower abdomen is raging selfishly! If he goes back, he’ll have to deal with this alone – and it’ll be tough to get into the other girls’ rooms with the Kingsguard knights patrolling around.

The more Ran thinks about it, the more of his young instinct to reproduce kicks in like a raging fire.

He wanted to have a loving sex with Misuzu.

He wanted to shoot his cum milk into Kanami’s mouth.

He wanted to be bullied by Sayaka and cum all over her tits.

Aya’s brown skin and thighs are covered with thick cum.

Sandwiched between Shirayuki’s thighs as she is fucked to the max.

He wanted to cum in Sakuya’s vagina while enjoying her soft body.

He wanted to fuck inside Hibiki’s mouth with her long tongue and make her lose her cool expression.

A shiver runs down his spine as he feels the heat rising inside.

He wanted to exhaust this heat with the fresh bodies of high school girls.

He can abuse his skills and have a one-night stand with a maid, but he doesn’t want to do anything unnecessary and end up in the wrong place.

Anyway, no matter how much he screams inside his head, he can’t do anything about it.

It was the same when he was in his original world, before he was given the skills. The sight of Misuzu’s pretty face makes him wants to start lovemaking, or if that’s not possible, he wanted to fuck her in a way that she doesn’t mind…he indulge himself in self-indulgent acts that make him feel depressed. On the days when he could see the thighs of Hibiki and Sakuya, he did not hesitate to exhaust himself with their bodies.

The imagination of high school boys is incredible.

But well, even though he was a delusional god in the throes of puberty. If he pulls it off with just JK in his brain, he’ll probably feel a sense of loss afterwards.

If he had ejaculated his seed into the petal of a high school girl, he would have felt much better. If he holds out until tomorrow, someone might come to his room.

“I’m sure I’ll regret it. I need something else to masturbate to.”

“….. but I don’t think there are any pornographic images in this world.”

If only his mobile phone was still working, he would have an album full of photos of him and his classmates.

As it is, Ran’s mobile phone has left him with none of the memories he has made in that world.

And then…

Is there such a thing as a sensual novel in a sacred royal palace?

Most likely not, but there may be.

It is a common situation in creative writing that a cleaning maid unearths and consoles herself alone at night with a book in her hand.

However, the time to search for the book is limited, as it is done at the expense of sleeping time.

If he doesn’t find what he’s looking for, he’ll just ejaculate in his imagination.

There seems to be no option but to hold back.

With this in mind, he went to the library of the royal palace.

Most of the lights around the library are not torches, but magic stones and magical devices, probably because of the flammable paper materials that are stored there.

There was also a sign saying that the use of magic for offensive purposes was strictly forbidden. This is not surprising, since books are vulnerable to fire and water.

“Excuse me.”

A small greeting came out from his mouth, as if he were entering a school library.

The lights in the stacks are shining brightly, as if eco-friendly and were not stingy. Do they leave them on so that they can be used at any time?

If so, Ran thinks it’s quite careless. And uneconomical.

But it’s a good thing that the palace’s security is so lax, because it allows him to look for any companion for the night.

So, after a quick search, he dives into the stacks with great enthusiasm, only to be surprised by what he sees, he nearly shouted.

“Fuwa-?”

Holding back a scream, he slowly turned his gaze to the corner of the library.

He thought there was no one there, but there was someone.

It’s like a horror movie.

“Please don’t do this to my heart.”

With a certain amount of caution, Ran keeps his face forward – he can see the pink blob in the corner of his eye. He’s propped up on his desk so the person can’t see the face, but it’s definitely not a man, judging by the shade of her clothes.

After letting out a sigh of relief that it wasn’t one of the saints he knew – the boys – he turned his body towards the Sleeping Beauty, catching her breath.

Careful not to make a sound, he approaches the sleeping princess and glares at her.

Her hair is pure black, as if it belonged to a pure Japanese. A rose-colored ribbon that sits on a shapely head is a lovely way to hold her thin, smooth black hair in her mouth.

It’s not like she’s a maiden at her age, but she’s got a sloppy sleeping face that’s exposed and unprotected. The two eyes are pleasantly closed, and drool is dripping prettily from the moist mouth.

Her body, wrapped in a pink cardigan, is slightly slender, but still retains the undulations of a high school girl’s body, and is beautifully proportioned.

She may not be as glamorous as Kanami or Aya, but that doesn’t mean she’s boring.

In fact, the lack of excess flesh and fat makes the feminine curves of her shoulders and hips stand out, and depending on how Ran look at it, he might find this more erotic.

“oh.. Fujiyoshi-san…….”

“Mmm..”

Her voice is strangely sexy, coming out of her thin, open mouth. Her cheeks are a pale pink, and her forehead and neck are sweaty.

Her body sways slightly, as if she is inviting a boy to come and play with her.

Perhaps because of the reassurance that she is sleeping soundly, Ran couldn’t help but approach Yuri.

The soft scent of lilies drifts in and out of the air at regular intervals. It’s different from the soaps and perfumes that are made.

It is the natural smell of sweat from high school girls. It is a natural perfume that carries the sweet and sour pheromones unique to adolescent girls. The natural scent, different from the artificial pungent odour, lures Ran to get closer to Yuri’s body little by little.

“……..this smell is addictive.”

He is careful not to wake her, but he cannot resist his boyish instincts.

He breathes hard, his heartbeat deflects, and his chest fills with the scent of lilies.

It’s the smell of sweat. The smell of a girl’s sweat.

In response to the scent of the opposite sex, Ran’s longinus swells up in his trousers.

He was hungry for the body of a high school girl, and he got it in this situation when he was looking for a night companion – a high school girl in the flesh. The sweat on her bare skin, her sweet sleeping breath, the scent of sweat – all of it arouses Ran’s desire to reproduce.

“…….Fujiyoshi-san. Fujiyoshi-san.”

“…..mm..”

Ran buries his nose in the back of Yuri’s head and takes a deep breath, unable to resist the dense scent of sweat.

(TL: Bruh)

The fresh scent of lily makes his head spin. He caresses the arm that has been used as a pillow and squeezes the pretty hand that is peeking out from the hem of the cardigan.

If she wakes up, he can train her to become one of his harem. The thought of that makes Ran’s spirits soar.

Normally, he wouldn’t think of raping a sleeping girl, even indirectly.

But now it’s too much. The stick of flesh that continues to make its presence known in the butler’s uniform has been drooling with lust ever since, wanting to taste Yuri’s body.

His trousers are already so slippery that if he moves just a little, he’ll ejaculate. Anyway, in this situation, he can’t have such a shameful climax.

“Wow, your head smells so strong. I don’t think she had a bath for a couple of days.”

The only thing that comes to the mind of a high school boy, driven by an endless sexual urge that would normally be disgusting, is now a kind of blasphemous lust.

Few moments ago, it was just a touch, but now it’s a close contact – he covers her from behind and smells her classmates with all his heart.

If one were to look at it from a bird’s eye view, it may look very shameful, but Ran doesn’t need to worry about that.

No one is watching – even the person being sexually assaulted in front of him doesn’t understand what’s going on.

In such a situation, there is no need to worry about appearances.

Ran put his entire body in close contact with her and pressed the symbol of a man’s desire against her buttocks.

The navy-blue skirt wraps around her buttocks, which have a wonderful elasticity like a high school girl’s, and the harder you press on them, the more they bounce back at you.

He put his arms around her soft stomach and hugged her body tightly. He’ll be able to enjoy the scent of lily as he rubs his cheeks with his nose.

The warmth spread slowly, making him feel happy.

When the girl in front of him felt a tremendous desire to reproduce, Ran gulped and shook her lily body.

“Fujiyoshi-san. Fujiyoshi-san.”

“…… Huh?”

Yuri wipes the drool from her mouth with her sleepy eyes. She tilts her head in a cute way, not knowing what has happened.

“……eh, eh. Butler?”

“Fujiyoshi Yuri, you’re going to be my little doll, aren’t you?”

It’s a little different from what he used to, but it doesn’t matter because those words aren’t the key to activating the skill.

Ran was sure Yuri would be happy to know that he was able to get her into the first stage of their relationship.

The eyes, which opened in surprise, quickly lost their power and returned to their half-lidded form.

Yuri, who seemed to have realized the situation she was in, looked at Ran closely and then – gulp – relaxed her mouth.

“Hee hee, I’m being hugged by a blonde butler.”

Yuri’s eyes narrowed in a dreamy way. The look on her face was once again sexually arousing, and Ran took her by the shoulders and lured her behind a bookshelf.