## Chapter 176 – A Heavy Secret (2)
Carla could finally breathe a sigh of relief as she left the lecture room, which had been overflowing with educational fervor.
But once she escaped the special room that had become a lecture hall, she realized that this place was, after all, a brothel.
‘Wandering around without Yui… isn’t that a bit…?’
It didn’t help that the lewd moans leaking from each room made her face flush for no reason.
She didn’t even know what she was ashamed of, but Carla, who instinctively understood the erotic atmosphere emanating from those sounds, shook her head and hurried past the doors.
Even aside from that, she was a noble lady who had ended up alone in a place she had no business being, so she couldn’t help but feel awkward.
In the end, Carla, feeling unnecessarily embarrassed, was about to return to Professor Yui’s special lecture room when…
“Ugh…”
Carla, instinctively perking up her ears at the small sound that stimulated her senses, was already moving towards the source of the sound as if possessed.
‘I… I shouldn’t be doing this…’
She might end up invading someone else’s privacy and seeing something she shouldn’t, so she should hurry back to Yui’s side.
Nevertheless, she cursed her feet for not stopping and continuing to head towards the source of the sound.
‘Just a little… just a little peek…
A little bit is okay, right…?’
In the end, unable to overcome her instincts and curiosity, she arrived in front of a room from which the sound was leaking. After checking that the door was closed, she slowly knelt down and lowered her body.
Carla herself was a student of the Alchemy Department from Barmhausen and even had an older brother in the Smithing Department.
For her, the structure of the door was something she could understand with a cursory glance.
A door with an old-fashioned lock that used a large key.
A characteristic of such doors was that you could look into the room through the keyhole.
There was the issue of invading privacy, but if she just looked quietly and didn’t tell anyone, there wouldn’t be a problem.
But when she put her eye to the keyhole with that mindset, she discovered the backs of someone’s.
Carla was startled by the sight of a pure white butt and straight, pale thighs flickering before her eyes, and she took her eye away from the keyhole…
‘What… what are they doing…?’
Her curiosity, enough to kill a cat and then bury it alive, eventually led her to put her eye back to the keyhole.
“N-not there…!!
Even my mother has never touched…
Ahaak!! Ah…!! Just a moment…!!”
“You’ll be touched plenty from now on.
From now on, you’re going to be a man’s plaything.
Of course, I mean an ‘adult plaything’…
To do that, you need to get used to it quickly, right…?”
There were two voices coming from inside the room.
And both voices were female.
Quite contrastingly, Carla was able to recall the owner of the voice by tracing her memory, as she heard a voice panting as if she had been sprinting for an hour, and a familiar voice that was as calm as could be.
‘The one at the counter…!!’
That woman, whose first impression was so memorable that she even remembered her voice.
That voice, which seemed to hide a blade unlike her gentle tone, was now taunting someone as if revealing her true colors.
Hearing that, Carla’s heart beat faster as if she had seen something she shouldn’t have, and she swallowed hard without realizing it.
Just in case, she took her eye away from the keyhole, looked around once, and then cautiously began to peek into the situation inside the keyhole again.
“Ahak!! Hot!! M-Miss!! Ter!!
Stop…!! Not anymore…!! Aang!!
I’m… getting weird…!! I’m…!!
Heuk!! I’m not myself anymore…!!”
The other voice, begging the woman, had a painful atmosphere as if she was being tortured, but Carla instinctively knew that it was not a sound of pain.
A voice that was restless, anxious, and sweetly melting away.
She herself had experience making such a voice.
It was just that she wondered why such a sound was coming from a place with two women.
‘S-surely… women… together…?’
A fantasy within a fantasy.
Wasn’t it similar to what her friends sometimes talked about as a joke?
The expression on Carla’s face, imagining something that would only come out in a beautiful story where pure white lily petals fluttered, was blushing red.
In reality, it was somewhat correct.
In reality, the blue-haired woman was caressing another woman lying underneath her.
However, Carla couldn’t help but tremble momentarily at the provocative voice that followed.
“You just need to stop being yourself.
Are you planning to remain Marie Monehen even in a brothel?
I can advertise that the eldest daughter of the Monehen baronet is selling her body here…
Then surely many men will come running to taste this noble lady’s hole, right?”
Marie Monehen.
A name that seemed like it could be somewhere, that she might have heard before, but that she didn’t actually know.
But more important than that was the phrase ‘noble lady’ that was hammered into her ears.
“So many men will violate this body with their eyes, their hands, and their cocks.
Our Marie, violated by countless men, will be disqualified as a noble lady, right?”
“Ah… heu… heut… aah…”
What noble lady would come to sell her body in such a brothel?
Would there be a noble lady who would rather starve to death than come to sell her body in a brothel, even if she had pride?
Although she didn’t despise the prostitutes who sold their bodies as a profession, the other party was a noble lady with her pride and honor as a noble.
Wasn’t that the reason why she was so surprised by her misunderstanding of Yui and chased her all the way to the brothel?
Even though she didn’t think that Yui would sell her body for money even if she had to give up her beliefs, she thought that Yui might have been having a hard time and had been 고민ing about it countless times.
Carla herself, who was from Barmhausen and had a relatively less conservative hurdle of noble ideas, hated selling her body for money rather than mixing bodies with a loved one more than death.
Then would others have different thoughts from her?
‘So that was… the voice of someone named “Marie”……?’
That voice, so desperately panting and begging for mercy from a commoner woman below her, even throwing away her noble-oriented pride.
That it was a voice that could come from a noble lady like herself.
In the scene seen through the keyhole, the blue-haired woman, who was leaning diagonally on top of Marie, was showing a figure of lowering her arm, although she didn’t know what she was doing.
“Th-that… kind of… heeit…!!
This kind of thing… so much…!!”
But that was clearly the sight of her ruthlessly caressing Marie’s vulva with her beautiful hands, which had been holding a quill and writing in a ledger just a moment ago, just like when she masturbated.
‘Aah……’
As the blue-haired woman twisted her body slightly, Marie’s body, which had not been visible from the keyhole due to the angle, began to be revealed little by little.
Marie’s breasts, which were bulging even though she was lying down, were gently revealed above her slender waist, swaying with her struggles in a terribly erotic appearance.
Carla was staring at it with a blank look, without even blinking her eyes.
“No. It’ll feel even better…
This is just a finger, you know?
Something thicker, more majestic, and harder than that…
Will scrape out even the deepest parts of this inside.
It’ll be incomparable to now.”
Suddenly, a memory came to mind.
That thick existence that was throbbing in the crotch of the bull-headed beastman on the very day that she had a misunderstanding with Yui.
The figure of a strange woman desperately matching the entrance with a dazed face as if she was drugged, in order to somehow push it into her vagina.
An existence that was questionable from the start as to whether it would actually go inside, and in some ways terribly grotesque.
What was going into Marie’s vagina now was not a cock, but the blue-haired woman’s finger.
But the blue-haired woman’s rebuttal, as if scoffing at Marie’s question, who was having such a hard time just with that, was reaching not only Marie herself, but also Carla, who was eavesdropping on it.
What kind of existence was that?
What kind of feeling did it create?
What made a noble, a woman with beliefs, such a weak existence?
Did it feel better than stroking her own clitoris?
Did it feel better than caressing and massaging her whole body with her hands as much as she wanted?
Could it be that it felt even better than that intense, indescribable pleasure that Spider told her about, that made her feel like her body wasn’t her own?
Carla, who unknowingly put her hand on her crotch and squeezed it tightly, was desperately holding back her increasingly rough breath, staring into the keyhole with wide eyes.
The blue-haired woman’s hand did not stop.
And Marie’s moans and gasps, which were gradually increasing in intensity.
“Heeit… heeik…!!
I don’t want to…!! I don’t wanna…!!”
And at the moment that could be called the ‘end’, Marie let out a scream-like moan and left a chaotic word, and Carla’s chest was momentarily constricted as if it would stop.
“A-Anneet…
I’m… sorry…!!
Haaaaaang…♡”
‘Anne… Anne… Monehen……
At that time… that child’s… sister……?’
Marie’s face, with a blissful expression, tilting her head to the side with tears streaming down her face.
And the face of a shy, awkward purple-haired girl who didn’t know what to do with her friends’ cheers.
Carla, who finally remembered someone overlapping in her memory, unknowingly covered her mouth with her hand and touched the door, but fortunately, the blue-haired woman didn’t seem to hear the sound.
Carla, who was staring blankly into the keyhole at the blue-haired woman’s low murmur as she got up, leaving Marie on the bed as she was.
At some point, she unknowingly got up from her seat and was desperately running away.
Even at the moment when she couldn’t even breathe properly until she arrived at the special room where Yui’s lecture was still going on, and she fell to the floor and coughed.
“Carla…!! Are you okay?
Where have you been…?! Carla!!
L-let’s calm down first and check your condition!!”
“Cough!! Kehk!! Keok!! Kahheuk!!”
Carla’s mind, which had secretly taken on a heavy secret that she couldn’t tell anyone.
In the end, without even space for anything else to enter, she was only constantly replaying the scenes that she had seen with her own eyes.
Someone’s face, intoxicated with intense and ruthless pleasure.
The cruel cynicism that was on the lips of the blue-haired woman, who was wearing something that couldn’t be called human on her skin.
And her own face in the mirror, with the same expression as Marie, being drawn into the trap of curiosity.
In the end, Carla, who clung to Yui’s side until she went home that day and didn’t say a word, was blessed with the great blessing of being able to return home safely without any problems.
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