Chapter 92 – Espionage(3)
The place she arrived at with Jennifer’s guidance was a huge bathhouse beyond her imagination. Mason, who knew she would wash her body in the bathtub inside the bathroom, was taken aback by the unexpected size of the bathroom.
As soon as the door was opened, thick steam escaped through the cracks in the door. Mosaic paintings embroidered with tiles starting from the entrance were connected to the dome-shaped ceiling to create a picture.
Baths filled with water gushing from the muzzles of various beasts seemed too much for one family.
“… Wash in a place like this… ?”
When Mason asked with a slightly awkward expression, Jennifer laughed and pushed her on the back.
“It’s also for entertaining guests in the first place, and her older sister is not an ordinary person in this mansion.”
“Are you not an ordinary person?”
“Yeah, how can you be a normal person when you’re friends with the master? She even told her to take special care of her sister.”
Unable to find an answer to Juniper’s words, Mason reluctantly stepped into her bathroom. Jennifer dragged her cart to one side of her and put it in front of her.
“Put the clothes you are wearing on top, and the clothes you want to change into are in the second compartment. Then…”
After guiding her, Jennifer turned her body around and began to fill the wooden tub next to her bathtub with water. Mason felt a little reluctant to take off her clothes in front of Jennifer, but she struggled to swallow her awkward feelings and unbuttoned her top.
Swoop-
As she unbuttoned all the buttons and took off her clothes, her skirt fell to the floor, exposing her bare skin. I could feel the warm steam on my skin exposed under the layer of my clothes more clearly.
“… It’s okay.”
Mason hesitantly puts her hand near her underwear, her blushing slightly.
It was the first time she had taken off her clothes in front of someone since Lucia, so she started to hesitate. It was a different shame than taking off her clothes to wash herself alone.
“Sister, what’s going on?”
“Yes? Ah. No.”
She thought she was struggling, and at the sound of Jennifer’s voice, Mason hurriedly took off her underwear. Covering her bare skin with her hands, she unconsciously lowered her posture. Soon after, Jennifer, who had received all the water in the small bathtub, came over.
“Sister, this way.”
As she instructed, she carefully inserted her legs into her bathtub, and a moderately warm feeling ran up her legs. Mason sat in her bathtub, still holding her hands.
“Is the water temperature okay?”
“… Huh.”
Mason said that she tried to pretend to be as calm as possible, but her body wouldn’t obey her mind. She couldn’t get the events with Lucia out of her head just by standing in the bathroom.
The touch of her hand that followed the curves of her own body and the lewd words she whispered reminded her of her guilt but also of her immorality.
Disillusioned with her own ugliness, there was nothing she could do, so she quietly let Jennifer run her water over her body.
However, Mason had to stop her when Jennifer came back with her soap after wetting her head and body with plenty of water.
“… I will wash my body myself.”
When Mason said that, Jennifer nodded her head and grinned as she set her bar of soap down beside her.
“Then, I’ll be out, so call me if anything happens.”
“No. Let’s rest for today.”
The two raised their heads at the voice that couldn’t have been here. Isabella, who had covered her body with a wide bath towel, was coming out of a room. Mason reflexively pulled her back even more, and Jennifer nodded.
Isabella came up beside Mason and Jennifer, greeting her with a light nod.
“Isabella. I didn’t know you were in the bath.”
“My work ended earlier than expected, so I got into the bath right away because I was going to be with Mason.”
Isabella squatted down with a slight smile on her lips. Her wet hair was disheveled and stuck to her cheeks.
Isabella put her hand on her chin and smiled down at her Mason. Mason, whose eyes met hers, quietly averted her gaze.
“… Go now Mason will go up with me.”
At Isabella’s words, Jennifer bowed her head once more and left her bath. Mason wanted to hold Jennifer back somehow, but she couldn’t think of a plausible excuse, and soon she heard a small echo of a door closing behind her.
Silence.
Only the sound of running water could be heard, but it was too little noise to break the stillness.
Isabella, who was sitting next to her, stood up. Mason looked at her with her still wary eyes, but Isabella smiled at the sight, then walked over to her bath and untied the towel from her body.
As her white towel fluttered to the floor, Isabella began to soak herself in her bath.
“…”
Mason felt a strange emptiness. She felt it was futile that she had pulled her tight. She glanced in Isabella’s direction as she lathered her body with soap, but she only looked in her Mason’s direction, not saying or doing anything.
After hurriedly dousing her soapy body with fresh water, Mason got up, wrapped her in a towel, and walked over to her bath, where Isabella smiled amused.
She said, “I thought you were going up in a hurry.”
“… I have something to tell you.”
“Come into the bath first.”
Mason thought about ignoring it, but she didn’t want to risk it if she ignored it, so she unwrapped the bath towel and went into the bath.
Ignoring the unpleasant sensation of Isabella’s gaze running through her body, she glared at her Isabella.
Leaning behind her, her arms draped over the tang, her long hair spread wide over the water. In contrast to her, who looked as if her black ink was spreading over the water, Mason looked stiff. With her hands neatly folded on her lap, it was her best effort not to cover her body in her shame.
“So, what are you talking about?”
Isabella, as if not interested, gathered a handful of water in her hand and lifted it over the bath. Her water trickled down her hands and arms and dripped onto her elbows.
Mason cleared her throat a few times with her cough, then opened her mouth.
“There is something you should know.”
“I?”
“Why am I here, haven’t you thought of a plausible excuse yet?”
Mason smiled quietly inwardly, telling Jennifer about Cianna’s fake background that she had let loose before she watched Isabella’s reaction. To some extent, it was a story she threw in to calculate her treatment of Sianna, given her unleashed anger, but her reaction to Isabella was a little different from what she expected.
Isabella smiled and pulled her body up. Isabella came to Mason with her hair dripping with her movements and dripping water from her body.
“… !”
Mason reflexively put her hands together and covered her body. It was a short distance, so Isabella, who came right in front of her, looked down at Mason without doing anything.
“… Cute.”
Sneering at her, he passed her as she was and began wiping her wet body with her towel. Mason blankly followed her back with his eyes. The moment she realized what had happened, she tried to cool her burning face.
I heard her shame. Not because she misunderstood Isabella was trying to molest her body, but because she was ashamed that she was scared of her.
Isabella knew this too, and she must have laughed at herself. While she was unable to raise her head at her sense of defeat, the sound of the towel brushing her body stopped and Isabella’s voice was heard.
“It’s funny that she tried to get her head rolling somehow.”
She quietly placed her finished towel on her trolley and turned around to meet Mason’s eyes.
“If you said so, then I should correct it. That’s a good story. I’ll get a plausible reason, and you’ll have the servants confirm Cyana’s safety. However.”
Isabella’s eerie smile did not know how to leave her.
“Whether that’s good for you, you’ll know when you experience it yourself.”
Isabella threw her towel at Mason as he finished. As her mason, who reflexively grabbed her towel, looked at her with a bewildered look on her face, Isabella said in her calm voice.
“Wake up. I am leaving now.”
As Mason followed Isabella up her stairs, she couldn’t stop thinking. Isabella’s behavior was strange when she didn’t get angry and didn’t say anything. She did, of course, at the end she said something meaningful, but it was far short of her Mason expectations.
And, she thought it was frankly odd that she wasn’t being harassed. It was a thought she was ashamed to even think of herself, but she remembered the story Isabella had told her furiously about the fact that she played with Cianna like her pacifier, and that she was obsessed with herself. It also seemed certain.
But why?
What the hell are you up to?
None of her thoughts, intentions, or principles of action were erroneous.
Isabella.
What the hell are you
“Come in.”
Awakening from her thoughts at Isabella’s behest, she could see her Isabella beckoning her into her room. The interior of the room was familiar even to Mason.
“… It’s your room.”
“That’s right. It’s my room Come in.”
“A guest room?”
“Do you think I will leave you to sleep alone in a place like that?”
Mason quietly entered the room. Isabella latched and locked her as she got inside her.
“Get into bed.”
Mason did as she was told. She hesitated how to shake her off if she tried to lay her hand on herself.
Isabella turned off the light in the room and closed the open curtains. Soon the bed on which Mason lay was pressed gently, and Isabella felt her body touching her.
Her Isabella’s her hand groped her. Her touch was soft and warm, making it even worse. It was as if a non-human imitated a human.
Her hand, finding her Mason’s waist, gently hugged her stomach, pressing her body close to her Mason’s body.
I could feel the wind from her nose on the nape of her Mason’s neck, and I could feel her wet, but slightly cold hair.
However, what followed was a moment of silence.
Even the hands groping her body.
Dirty talk to annoy oneself.
Without any of that, she just kept on passing the time as she gently hugged herself.
Why?
Are you trying to distract me?
Mason continued to wait, not letting her relax. The words she heard at the end of the day were Isabella’s voice, which somehow felt strangely drowsy.
“… I’ll sleep like this, Mason.”
Isabella whispered softly into Mason’s ear and pressed her closer. She groped and clasped her stiff arm, then placed it on top of Mason’s chest, pulling her closer to herself.
“… This. Don’t untie it.”
Mason, she had to spend the night in a mess somewhere.
