Chapter 1 – Wool and [Labella De Parwen] (2)
White towels were neatly arranged on the shelf. There were layers of soft towels that could not find a single stain, and there was not a single water mark on the mirror. The marble floor leading to the bathroom was very warm, unlike its smooth texture.
Wall lamps were placed at regular intervals. The white lights and the slightly yellowish atmosphere give a languid feeling. It was not easy to guess the size of the bathtub beyond the opaque glass. Brown baskets were placed side by side in one corner. Where the shirts go, then the pants, and finally the underwear. A glimpse of the black contents startled Marey, forcing him to take a few steps back.
Can I put the laundry in there? Is it right to take it off as a top, bottom, or underwear? Or is there a different material? Maybe it’s because I’m nervous, but I keep thinking about meaningless things. It might have been because of the underwear in the basket, whether it was a string or a piece of cloth. She thinks she shouldn’t be like this, but she keeps thinking of her in her underwear.
It was better to quickly get into the bath and throw it away. Marais finally removed her eyepatch covering her left eye. The red eyes reflected in the mirror were drawing bizarre shapes, shaking again, and drawing new shapes again.
“Is it a curse…”
Her deceased mother said these eyes were a curse. When did she hear that? She looked up at her mother for a long time, and when she remembered that time, she was vague about what time it was, but her mother’s eyes, looking at her with pity, still remained in Marey. As if drawing memories of her mother, whom she can’t even remember because of her faded light, she drew the shapes in her eyes according to the mirror. It immediately changed into another shape and disappeared without a trace.
The longing I draw every time I stand in front of the mirror, and the strange feeling of my eyes, have become familiar and no longer matter. Rather than the self she had become accustomed to, Lavella de Parwen, whom she had been living with from today, seeped into the cracks in her thoughts.
At first it was fear. She has purple eyes looking down on herself. She had such beautiful eyes that she had never seen since she was born. Boobs that are about to explode, looks like sculptures, and an atmosphere that is unapproachable. Still, an unknown charm that draws attention.
Every time she thought of Ravella, she naturally imagined the body beneath her uniform, which led to her delusions of depravity. Marei, lost in her daydreaming for a long time, hastily wiped her face to shake off her evil fantasies, not realizing that hot steam was rising from the water pouring from her sink.
“Ah!!”
The heat felt on her face and in her hands made Marei scream out loud involuntarily. It happened when she acted like a habit of washing her face near the barrier where only cold water came out.
“It’s gone..!”
Not long after the boy’s scream resounded, someone broke open the door and came in. Seeing Marei holding her face and a hot steaming sink, Ravela, quickly realizing the situation, hugs Marei and immediately turns on cold water on her face, letting it touch the boy’s face.
“Are you okay?!”
Her pain subsided, and by the time the cold water had numbed her face, she let out a small sigh cautiously. You’d have problems right from day one. Swallowing her worried feelings, she carefully checked her Marey’s face for burns, then let out a sigh of relief when she saw that there was nothing wrong with Marai’s face.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes. Yes.. Yes…”
Surprised, Marei nodded her head absentmindedly.
“Tell me if you’re sick, I’ll call the priest. No, would you like to go now?”
At Ravela’s question, Marey shook her head. While carefully wiping the remaining moisture from her face, she looked at Marey’s left eye as if she was being guided by something.
“It’s okay, Ravela-sama…”
Holding Marey’s face, she said nothing for a while. The purple eyes seemed to be pulling Marey more and more as if they had a huge gravitational force. Ravela’s light breath tickled Marey’s cheek, and I could see her long eyelashes quivering. That expression felt very strange.
Ravela’s hand stroked his cheek lightly once more. Her body trembled at the strangely sticky touch of hers. Her thumbs scratch her cheeks, and her fingers around her chin inexplicably caress her neck.
“Labella…?”
Before I knew it, Ravella’s face was getting closer. Their breaths were touching each other. Her thick pink lips glistened in the fluorescent light. The crack that slipped over her lips was charming. The sight of Ravella staring blankly at her own face forced Marei to call out her name once again. Are you seriously injured?
“La Bella?”
“It’s okay… That must be right.”
Should I say it’s like a cat’s gaze that scans the area thoroughly? Purple eyes were slowly approaching. As the tip of her tall nose touched her nose, she involuntarily passed over her dry saliva. Marai closed her eyes tightly, not understanding what was going on.
“Are you okay now?”
“Yes? Yes yes…!”
Seeing Ravela suddenly distance herself as if nothing had happened, Marey could only repeat her words ‘Yes’ several times as if taken aback. She wondered if what had just happened was a dream. As if the distance and the strange atmosphere were a lie, Ravelra carefully wiped her wet cheeks with a towel, told her to be careful and closed the door.
Marei, staring blankly at her backside of her labella, instinctively gripped her own swollen penis.
‘What was it just now?’
She had no dating experience, but it was something that could not be called normal, at least a little while ago. She was too sticky to be said to be examining her wounds. Is she tempting herself? Maray hurriedly brushed her head off. It was absurd to even imagine that such a beautiful person would seduce him.
The more she gave it meaning, the weirder she became herself. Maybe she likes herself. As Marais imagined her improbability, she carefully tinkered with her still unflinching alter ego.
Even with her family, she was virtually no different from Ravela. She grew up in the Northern Wall, a rural village, an aristocrat who didn’t fit in at all. He had a fatal charm that would make anyone kneel at the touch of his hand. She said that someone like her likes her. It was her depressing self-criticism, but she was able to come to her senses a bit, though.
It seemed to her that she was committing a great sin that she was doing these imaginary objects to her benefactor, Ravella de Parwen. Marey perused her oversized bathroom to forget her muddy mess. She was a spacious place that could only be found in a public bath shared by villagers.
The temperature was kept constant, neither too hot nor too lukewarm. It didn’t seem like it was heated directly over a fire. Within a few steps of walking, there was a shower, and a full-length mirror stood in the shape of a [] Under it.
. It was a place he did not fit in with. It wasn’t a mansion with a huge mansion and numerous servants living in it, but it was a much more luxurious house than Marey had imagined. I had never heard of the Parwen family from my father’s relatives, or even from my mother.
Does Ravella de Parwen really belong to her own family? Why then did her mother not say a word about Ravela? No, she might have. Maybe she was too young to remember.
I wondered if this was all a dream or a bad prank. Above her steamy bathtub, Marey recalled Ravela’s plump lips and the erratic body that could be hidden under her clothes. Her breasts and buttocks, which she can only describe as overripe. And cold expression. She recalled that body she couldn’t hide with her uniform, and bit by bit she developed delusions that could never come true.
I couldn’t think of Ravela’s smile.
“Did you go in first? I want to share a bathroom.”
“…!”
At the sudden sound of her voice, Marai turned her body in the opposite direction from where she had heard it and bent her upper body. There was the sound of a door closing behind her, and the sound of her footsteps on the wet floor coming slowly towards Marey,
“Have you washed yet?”
“…Yes, yes!”
Ravela’s laughter could be heard from behind. Marey bent her body even further and moved her body to the corner of her bathtub. She tried hard to cover up her alter ego with her head lifted stiffly, but regardless of his efforts, her Ravela hadn’t even gotten into her large enough tub for several of her uses, and her marey It approached with a splash and a splash.
“The water is a little lukewarm. Isn’t it?”
The sound of splashing water with the sound of water pouring from the faucet. And Ravella’s voice got closer and closer. And all the fuss disappeared like a lie, only the sound of pouring water filled her bathroom. Squeak. Squeak. There was the sound of something taking off. In the sudden silence, Marei cautiously looked behind her, and she could see Ravela’s pure white naked body staring at her.
Her skin was as white as white jade, and her green hair was wet and covered her chest. Huge breasts that you will never be able to hold with one hand. Healthy eleven-year-old abs, firm thighs, and lush green bushes that hide secret areas. She had no intention of covering it up, no, she pushed her body forward as if to get a better look.
“Is the water hot?”
“No, no, not that…”
Ravela’s imposing demeanor made Maray wonder if she was wrong for being so shy. She wondered if the family could take a bath together, but she was already a full-fledged teenager. By the way, it was strange for her to bathe with a grown woman.
“There must be travel poisoning, so rest in peace.”
“Yes…”
Seeing Ravela casually sitting next to her, Marey couldn’t help but sit down awkwardly. It was strange that she had come this far and left Ravela and crossed over to the other side of her. But her problem was her own angry alter ego. Trying to cover it with her hands, she’s not even grown yet. No, she couldn’t cover the ridiculously large penis that a boy of her petite body had compared to a boy of her age.
“Sorry, sorry…”
“I clearly told you to rest in peace. Are you uncomfortable?”
“Oh, no…”
Ravela was smiling at her Marey as if nothing had happened. She wanted to go down the rat hole, thinking about how bad she would be for someone who treated her like this.
At the sight of Ravella sitting comfortably in her bathtub without even thinking about covering her breasts or genitals, Marei couldn’t help but peek at her body even though she knew no. Her large breasts and hips, which her uniform couldn’t hide, were even more massive than I had imagined.
“You must be tired, but let’s take a look around Valter after washing up.”
“Yes yes… !”
Is Ravela okay? Marey thought she was just ashamed of herself, so she carefully removed her hand from covering her penis. Her erection was bigger and harder than usual, and it felt like a heavy object was going to hit her stomach.
