## Chapter 55 – Hilda. A Date? #2
“Hilda, you were here?”
Hilda, who hadn’t heard the door open and was still pleasuring herself, slowly turned her head at the belated sound of Number 25’s voice. Her stiff neck reflected the mortifying feelings she was experiencing.
Being caught pleasuring herself by someone she liked, Hilda’s vision went white in an instant. It was all over now. Forget being friends, Number 25 would despise her from now on. A girl who smells him in his room and pleasures herself on the corner of the bed—even if she were a guy, she’d want to erase the memory of being friends with a girl like that.
With a resigned heart, Hilda pulled down her skirt and tidied her disheveled bangs. The corner of the bed where Hilda’s vulva had been was damp with moisture.
Expecting a look of contempt, she turned her head, but Number 25’s face wasn’t as bad as she’d imagined. No, it was the same as usual. Number 25 didn’t bother asking about what Hilda had just done and stated his purpose.
“I got permission from the Demon Lord to go out for the first time, but he told me I had to go with someone… Could you maybe come with me?”
She didn’t think it was something you’d say in a calm voice to someone who had just been pleasuring themselves. Could he not have seen properly? With a glimmer of hope, Hilda cautiously asked Number 25.
“I’m just asking in case, but… did you see what I was doing just now?”
To Hilda’s dismay, Number 25 nodded with an indifferent expression and replied briefly.
“Yeah. I saw everything.”
Of course. Her legs, which had barely been supporting her, gave way. If Number 25, who was standing in front of her, hadn’t reflexively supported her, she would have fallen awkwardly to the floor.
“Are you okay?”
Hilda replied in a dying voice.
“I’m not okay…”
Number 25 sat the staggering Hilda down on the bed. Hilda hung her head and thought about what would happen in the future. What would happen if this got into the ears of the other maids? No, what if it got into the Demon Lord’s ears instead of the maids? She might not only be unable to work in this castle, but she might also be kicked out of the territory.
Hilda sighed deeply. Number 25 didn’t know what to do and was just pacing around her. Hilda, having finished organizing her thoughts, barely opened her mouth.
“Don’t you have anything to say? Disgusting, or disappointed, anything is fine…”
A self-deprecating laugh was a bonus.
Number 25 didn’t rebuke Hilda.
“It’s okay. What Hilda was doing, Lady Charlotte also did it before…”
Having said that far, Number 25 made a mistake, his eyes widening with a look of regret, and he covered his mouth with both hands.
It seemed like all women thought the same way. Hilda felt a strange sense of camaraderie with Charlotte, and quietly got up from the bed. The self-reproach of pleasuring herself in the room of the man she liked and being caught by him was gradually diluted by the comfort of Number 25, the owner of the room.
Having barely regained her strength, Hilda repeated what Number 25 had said when he came into the room earlier.
“But what did you say earlier?”
Only then did Number 25 repeat what he had said to Hilda earlier.
“Ah, could you maybe come to the territory with me now?”
The first time he explained in detail, she was too flustered because she had just been caught pleasuring herself, and now Number 25 was only telling her his purpose, cutting out all the context. It was a situation where Hilda could easily misunderstand.
‘Is this a date…?’
While Hilda was lost in the afterglow of her first date invitation, Number 25 said with a look of realization.
“Hmm… now that I think about it, Hilda said she had already been, right? Then you must be tired. I’ll have to ask Lady Charlotte…”
If she missed this opportunity, her fellow maids would call her an idiot. Hilda roughly grabbed Number 25’s hand as he tried to leave and shouted urgently.
“I-I’ll go! Of course, I’ll go. I’ll go change right away, so wait for me in the courtyard.”
Having finished speaking, Hilda went outside faster than ever. Watching Hilda’s retreating figure, Number 25 changed out of the clothes he had been wearing since yesterday and headed to the courtyard.
After about fifteen minutes of sitting on the bench, Hilda was seen running from the detached house where the maids lived in the distance.
Hilda, who had arrived at the bench where Number 25 was in one breath, was busy praising the clothes he was wearing without even catching her breath.
“I haven’t seen those clothes before? They suit you well.”
Number 25 looked at his clothes once and said with a smile as if to return the compliment.
“Thank you. The clothes Hilda is wearing are pretty too.”
It wasn’t just empty words. He hadn’t known when she was always wearing her maid uniform, but Hilda in her casual clothes that showed off her personality was pretty good.
The combination of a slightly tight white shirt that accentuated her chest and a black skirt looked good.
Hilda couldn’t hide the smile on her face at Number 25’s compliment. The start was good. Hilda cheered inwardly, leaving behind the maids who were sending envious glances and left the castle.
Walking towards the territory, Hilda asked.
“Where should we go first?”
“Oh, I didn’t really decide on anything…”
At the sight of Number 25 trailing off, Hilda confidently told him to trust her. This was an opportunity. A heaven-sent opportunity to show that she was a helpful presence to Number 25. Hilda believed that if she showed him how to lead this date wonderfully, her relationship with Number 25 could develop even further.
As they walked, they began to hear the sounds of people bustling about.
But there was one fact that Hilda had overlooked.
Number 25 was already a popular figure among the merchants in the territory, and above all, Acer, who was always by Number 25’s side to protect him, wasn’t there today. The opportunity given by heaven also applied to the merchants, not just Hilda. There were quite a few merchants who didn’t miss this opportunity and flirted with Number 25.
“Oh my, are you alone today?”
The first person to speak in a languid tone was a woman with slightly curly black hair, cow ears next to it, and horns above it. Her breasts, larger than a person’s face, roughly indicated what race she was. She pointed to her store that had just opened and approached Number 25.
“Would you like to have a glass of milk at our store? It’s freshly squeezed.”
The merchant who said that had nipples that were sticking out stiffly enough to be seen through her clothes, asserting their presence, and the overflowing breast milk was soaking her clothes, causing stains to spread. This was dangerous. Number 25 took a slight step back and waved his hand.
“I-It’s okay.”
But Number 25’s small resistance was only helplessly disappearing in the face of great power.
“Come on, just one glass? If you come now, I can even let you drink it directly?”
Number 25, whose wrist was grabbed, was about to be dragged into the store without fail. He couldn’t let his first outing on his own end with him sucking on a cow beastkin’s breasts.
Fortunately, Number 25 wasn’t alone.
Hilda, who was next to him, grabbed the merchant’s wrist and opened her mouth in a lower voice than usual, as if she was dumbfounded.
“What are you doing to my friend right now?”
The merchant could feel the aura of a predator at the top of the food chain in Hilda’s red eyes that were glaring at her. The irreversible natural compatibility, the fear engraved in every cell, made the merchant take a step back from that spot.
She released the hand holding Number 25’s wrist, smiled awkwardly, and stepped back like Number 25.
“Did you have an acquaintance? Then you should have said so in advance…”
Hilda watched the merchant who had barely retreated, took a long breath, and checked Number 25’s condition.
“Are you okay?”
Number 25 stroked the wrist he had just been grabbed and nodded. It was something he shouldn’t get used to, but this kind of thing, this kind of treatment, was now familiar. To Number 25, who had experienced overwhelming fear and helplessness in District 6, the merchants’ advances weren’t a big threat.
There was no room to stop leisurely in a place like this. He wanted to enjoy this time alone even more now.
Number 25 started walking again and spoke to Hilda.
“Let’s keep going.”
Hilda followed behind Number 25 and kept looking around.
Number 25 was still looking at the surrounding street stalls with wonder, enjoying the short freedom that Acer had allowed, and the merchants were eyeing Number 25, a lamb exposed to the lawless zone in the name of freedom, with lecherous eyes.
She couldn’t let her guard down. The first merchant who spoke to him had blood of a herbivorous animal mixed in, so her personality itself was gentle, so she retreated willingly with this much threat, but the other merchants weren’t. There would definitely be people stronger than Hilda, and there would definitely be people with greater desires.
Hilda wiped the cold sweat flowing down.
A chilling shiver ran down her spine. It was a familiar sensation. The sensation from when she was hunting through the forest before she started working as a maid.
She even had the illusion that she could smell blood.
This wasn’t a simple date.
It was like a silent war with the surrounding merchants.
