Chapter 142 – 142. Being Nervous at the First Meeting With Your Father-in-Law
Sylvia tilted her head cutely. I walked after her. Even though it was made of wood, the surface was smooth, so I was cautious in my steps in case dirty footprints were left on the floor. Sylvia crossed her arms and said, as if she was dissatisfied with my appearance.
“What are you doing. Just walk normally.”
“Ah. The house is clean, so stop without me knowing~”
After being embarrassed for a while, I gave up the atmosphere that I was noticing. Only then did Sylvia put on a satisfied face. I really don’t like the way I walked carefully.
“If I get the land allocated, I will build a house that is more fancy than my mother’s.”
It was a bit embarrassing. However, Sylvia’s continued words took the burden off me.
“Should the garden and walkway be too wide? Livestock stable, training room… Oh, and let’s not forget the torture chamber! Uhehe.”
“No.”
I felt an unusual energy from the words that came out right away. In particular, the congratulatory love stable… I don’t think it will ever be used for its original purpose. Sylvia, my master. What the hell do you want to be I am already worried about her suspicious play that she will recommend.
“Hmm! This is not the time.”
Saying that, Sylvia gently closed her eyes. The foreshadowing of her magic use was felt. Really in the blink of an eye. Sylvia opened her eyes again and said,
“Phee, he must be taking a walk.”
“It’s a walk.”
I didn’t bother to ask what kind of walk it was. A walk is a walk.
“Are you getting ready for dinner? Ugh, originally, this is what the landlord has to do.”
“I do not care. Let’s do it together.”
“Hehe, the kitchen is still here.”
Sylvia had no qualms about her behavior, perhaps because it was the house she lived in. I followed her to her kitchen. Sylvia grabbed my hand and dragged me to the countertop where her kitchen utensils were hung.
“I practiced a lot here.”
I asked in a chorus to what she said as she touched her cooking utensils.
“Oh, Sylvia, you must have learned your skills well from Mr. Cliana, too, right? Is it natural?”
“No? Except for the first few times, she did most of it alone because her mother had been flirting with her Mr. Slave and hadn’t taught her well.”
“Oh yeah.”
No matter how dangerous the kitchen is, shouldn’t you be careful, mother-in-law? While thinking about that, I unfolded the apron that Sylvia was handing me.
“Yeah—”
Of course, I pushed my apron through the hole in the sleeve to the master who stretched out his arms defenselessly. And Sylvia, with her face buried in her chest, her hands wiggled behind her waist, making the ribbon of her apron.
“Heehee♡”
Even while simply putting on her apron, Sylvia blushed. Without hesitation, I pulled the ribbon knot I had made around her waist and tied it. Silvia let out a cute moan.
“Hah ♡”
“Should I loosen it up again and loosen it up a bit?”
“Nope. I like this.”
Sylvia laughed briskly and shook her head. Then I, like her, tried to put on her apron. However, Sylvia snatched the apron I was trying to grab, and she said,
“Here my hand. I will put it on for you.”
Sylvia’s words made me feel as if I was doing something embarrassing to her, no matter how many times I’d done naughty things with her. It’s also because the act I just put on comes back as it is.
I was only wearing an apron, but it seemed like an embarrassing atmosphere was created. Sylvia seemed to like it with a smirk, but I was very embarrassed. After changing, I started making meals for the four of us in earnest.
* * *
“Oh, is your daughter here?”
“Kyaaak! Yusei, don’t look!”
“Ouch!”
After preparing the meal, I was waiting for Cliana’s mother-in-law and Mr. Noye to return at the right time. But the moment we met, Sylvia covered her eyes. Sylvia’s hands were lightning fast, and I couldn’t see anything.
“Mom! I have a slave of mine too, so please talk to me with some clothes!”
“Everything to cover is covered.”
“Okay, get dressed quickly! Cha-am, Mr. Noh, what are you doing? Put some clothes on mom.”
“This dares to command the mother slave, yes!”
“Well… Come back soon.”
The two of them moved away, and Sylvia slowly let go of her hand that was covering my eyes. She asked me hesitantly with her pouty face.
“… Saw?”
“No?”
“Chi, you can tell the truth. How was it?”
“Did you really not see it?”
“… Really?”
Sylvia opened her eyes and searched for me. She first looked at her eyes and said long, then looked at her lower body and pressed her nose close to her, sniffed, and then touched her cheek. Her rubbing made her cock half-erect, and she stood up again, flushed, and nodded her head.
“Hehe, it seems to be true.”
“Believe me.”
“Mi, I’m sorry. But it was so sudden that I was surprised too.”
What a surprise… What was it like to be like this? I asked it
“How was it?”
“… Ugh, why do you really want to find out?”
“Since I was unreasonably suspicious, tell me at least in words.”
“…Can I show it to you later?”
“Uh? What? Directly?”
“Do you think my slave is imagining another girl? She is speechless…”
I was at a loss for words at Silvia, who casually came up with an erotic plan. How could this cute master say such a thing without even realizing it? By the way, is your mother also ‘another girl’?
“Then show me later.”
“Uh, huh? Alas! I will!”
Only then did she realize what she had said, and Sylvia was startled. Between her and I chatting. My father-in-law’s mother-in-law came back dressed up.
“Sir slave? See you again after a few years. You haven’t forgotten, have you?”
“Could it be possible? Miss Cliana.”
I briefly exchanged greetings and regards with Sylvia’s mother, whom I had met for the second time. Mother in law. Mr. Cleana was the exact same as Sylvia except for her eyes, which were still slightly sharper.
Glance. Looking behind the twin mother-in-law, I saw a tall man who seemed to be 190 cm tall. The muscles on his broad shoulders that seemed to pierce his shirt made me shrink for no reason. When I turned his gaze to my face, the eyes between his bangs that slightly covered the corners of his eyes were looking at me.
Sylvia’s father. He was a father-in-law to me. In the tense first meeting, I cautiously greeted him.
“… Nice to meet you. It is said to be Yuseong Jin, who is Sylvia’s slave.”
“Well… “
Ahh. The heavy voice made me feel like I was about to break out in a cold sweat. That would be the case, because he is a father-in-law. Even though there is no word for artisan in this world, it was a very tense moment for me, who had not yet taken off the earth.
“What. What is Yusei like? Mr. Noye, why are you making the atmosphere heavy again?”
“Cook, Sylvia, hold on… “
“What is it? Why are you like this?”
Mr. Cliana stopped Sylvia from stepping out with an interesting face. I waited for him to speak out. Fortunately, the silence wasn’t long and I could hear him say hello.
“I am Leo. Take good care of Sylvia.”
“Ah, yes… !”
Leo. I carefully held the hand that my father-in-law had given me. He also had huge hands. The hand that held it trembled slowly before dropping. Fortunately, Mr. Leo didn’t do anything to overwhelm me, such as squeezing his hand tightly, as if he was just curious about how I was struggling.
‘Phew, I made a fuss by myself for no reason.’
But for Cliana-san, who was behind me, it seemed that my unusual appearance, by her standards, was an interesting sight. Mother-in-law was smirking as she placed her hand on the shoulder of her sullen Sylvia. They looked more like twins when they were side by side like that.
“Woo. Mom, what’s fun? Yusei is also acting strangely, and I have no idea why!”
“Kick-kick… Isn’t that just funny? Hesitating is cute.”
“Won’t you look at someone else’s slave as cute? Let’s go get something to eat quickly. Because I made dinner.”
“Did you do ours too?”
“Tooth. I guess I won’t give it Yusei. Stop confronting Mr. Noye and come to my side. … It’s really strange today!”
Seeing his grunting appearance, I bowed to Leo’s father-in-law and quickly went back to Sylvia’s side and stood side by side. Afterwards, Cliana’s mother-in-law, Leo’s father-in-law, and I and Sylvia spent the evening together. The nonsense I was doing turned into a happening like that.
* * *
Tea time. It was a time prepared because there was something to talk about. Cliana’s mother-in-law telekinetically lifted the teapot and poured her tea. The taste of the tea was sour and sweet. It was black tea.
“Huruk—so, what do you want to talk about?”
Mr. Kleana asked her daughter over a sip of her tea. Sylvia said bluntly.
“Mom is… What do you think I came here after graduating.”
“Are you graduating already? He still looks like him.”
“Phi—I get fucked a lot by my slaves too, and now I can get pregnant!”
“Oh my goodness? Have you already sworn?”
“Ugh, it was a few years ago that permission was granted, so you’re saying it already?”
Sylvia pursed her lips. Mr. Kleana replied, looking awkwardly at her daughter as she clattered and shook her teacup.
“Ahaha… I made sure that the golem does the physical work and the administrative officer takes care of the small tasks and management.
Continuing her speech, she glanced at her own slave, laughing with her narrowed eyes. Sylvia, who was looking at the two of them alternately, questioned after removing her hand from holding her teacup.
“… Shamefully! The housekeeper is the laziest! Do all your relatives know about this?”
“Huh, is it just me? He taught me all the know-how.”
“I-I will live like that… !”
As I listened quietly, some swan-like questions and answers came and went. Should I dry this… While I was thinking about that, I just sipped tea and looked at it.
