The roles had been reversed.
I sat on the chair while Yuria began washing my body.
Yuria's body was stiff as she held the shower towel. I understood. This was likely the first time she had ever seen or touched a man's body.
"Put down the shower towel and wash my hair first."
"Yes, Master."
Yuria's touch was awkward at first, but it gradually improved. I could feel her movements becoming more skilled with each stroke.
Fuck. Is even washing hair a talent...?
I remembered my hairdresser mother nagging, "Can't you even wash your hair properly?"
At the time, I had dismissed it as meaningless nagging and paid no attention. But now...
"Close your eyes," she said.
I closed my eyes as instructed. Water streamed down over my head. In my mind, I began to strategize how to use Yuria.
First, I'll have all the nuisances interfering with my plans assassinated.
Of course, the targets I could eliminate would be limited, but even that would give me a tremendous advantage.
Yuria then picked up a shower towel and began to meticulously scrub every inch of my body. Her touch was surprisingly delicate.
Finally, she set down the towel and reached for my groin. This was likely because I had touched myself earlier with my bare hand instead of using the towel.
Let's see how talented she really is. If she can get me hard, I'll acknowledge her potential.
Her fingers, slippery with body wash, began to stroke my penis.
"...Oh?"
It was just ordinary. Even a genius has limitations when trying something for the first time.
She touched me there with extreme caution. I could feel her consideration through her fingertips.
It's getting hard. It's getting hard!
A healthy man is a creature whose penis will inevitably become erect when touched, regardless of his intentions. This is especially true for someone with exceptional Vitality like me.
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, I noticed her face was slightly flushed.
Yet she didn't stop her ministrations. She meticulously washed me from my testicles to my anus.
"Mmm."
I nodded in agreement. At this level, passing was a given. Acknowledged genius.
Soon after, we settled into the steaming bath.
The water had an oddly reddish tint.
Time to give up on the bathhouse business.
Even with modern technology, I can't compete with the Magic Tower. It's hopeless.
The bathwater contained a special bath additive sold by the Magic Tower.
It was made from medicinal herbs used in potions, offering a range of benefits: boosted metabolism, fatigue relief, skin rejuvenation, enhanced recovery, and more. And these weren't just empty claims the effects were real.
Ah, this is perfect.
I sank neck-deep into the water. This feeling was impossible to replicate in my small bathtub at home.
And above all, this wasn't a public bathhouse where everyone used the same water. After I finished bathing, the servants would drain and refill the tub.
This water, deep enough to swim in, was meant for one person alone.
What absurd extravagance. I love it.
Including the bath salts, the total cost would likely exceed 2 million Ner.
A single bath would consume a commoner's entire monthly income. The thought sent shivers down my spine, followed by a surge of pleasure.
This is fucking amazing.
I was born to be an aristocrat.
I glanced sideways at Yuria. She sat stiffly, as if uncomfortable in the tub, her back ramrod straight. I studied her face and hair.
Even looking at her again, her hair color is beautiful. Her face is slender, yet she's undeniably a beauty, and those blue eyes... hmm?
I glanced down. My proud brother was slowly stretching awake.
...Am I lusting after Yuria's face?
The fact that we were in the bath probably contributed. The hot steam blurred my vision, likely triggering some kind of mental enhancement.
"Yuria."
"Yes, Master."
"Come here."
"Yes."
She approached without a word at my gesture.
Looking at her emaciated frame, I felt no urge to pounce on her.
"Yuria, the bath you gave me earlier was excellent."
"Thank you."
"So I'll reward you."
I reached out with my right hand, grabbed the back of Yuria's head, and pulled her toward me. I pressed my lips against hers, forcing my tongue inside.
I unleashed all the kissing techniques I had honed over time, adding a skill to heighten her arousal for good measure.
"Mmm..."
Yuria's eyes fluttered, betraying her agitation. She seemed unsure how to react to this unfamiliar sexual pleasure.
She's not moving her tongue at all. Well, that's fine. I'll teach her slowly.
I recalled my time with Vampire Detective Choi Seonmi. I had expected her to betray me, but she never did.
After various training sessions, she became completely immersed in pleasure and utterly obedient to my commands.
After teasing Yuria's tongue for a while, I finally pulled away. Her face was slightly flushed, but her expression remained impassive.
I needed to work on that impassive expression too.
"Yuria, what should you say when you receive a reward?"
"Th-thank you, Master."
"As expected."
I patted her shoulder lightly as a gesture of praise.
She only has one erogenous zone. Should I develop about five more?
Through Choi Seonmi, I had learned that the number of erogenous zones could be increased.
The method was simple: persistently target areas using heightened sexual arousal.
I gazed intently into Yuria's eyes and asked, "As you know, the Pfrek Bandit Gang attacked Artel Village to kill your mother and you.
This means the Helbrit Family must have found traces of her. Do you have any idea where she might have left those traces?"
The Pfrek Bandit Gang was convinced Nell Lins was in Artel Village. There had to be a reason for their certainty.
Yuria paused, thinking for a moment, before speaking.
"Two months ago, a traveling merchant visited the village."
"Two months ago... that fits the timeline. Did Nell Lins trade with the merchant?"
"Yes. We occasionally purchased essential supplies through traveling merchants."
"Aside from the merchant, were there any other outsiders who entered Artel Village?"
"No one. The villagers are all fugitives criminals or outcasts. Once they enter Artel Village, they never leave."
"It's definitely the peddler."
Even Nell Lins couldn't have imagined a peddler recognizing her true identity. She had disguised herself reasonably well.
This wasn't her mistake, but rather a stroke of terrible luck.
Considering this world is a novel setting, you could even call it fate.
"Does the peddler know your face?"
"No. I hid in my house and observed from afar. Whenever I left, I always covered myself in rags and pretended to be a leper. Even the villagers don't know my face."
"We need to catch that peddler."
"Huh?"
"It's highly likely that the peddler sold Nell Lins' information to the Helbrit Family.
He's the one you should seek revenge on. You haven't forgotten our agreement, have you?"
Yuria has pledged everything to me, and I will help her exact her revenge with all my strength.
This pact will remain in effect until her vengeance is complete. Only then will she truly become mine.
Yuria's expression shifted to surprise. Her eyes widened, and her lips parted slightly.
She wasn't emotionless; she simply struggled to express her feelings.
"...No. I haven't forgotten. I will never... forget."
Yuria spoke with unwavering resolve. I nodded and pressed further.
"Do you know the peddler's name or any distinguishing features?"
"His name is Galmer, and I heard his left eye is completely white."
"Cataracts, then."
In modern times, it's a common condition, and surgery is straightforward.
"We should investigate first, then capture him."
Knowing his name and distinctive feature should make finding him easy.
"Let's head out soon."
"Yes."
A few days later, Elaine caught me bathing with Yuria.
The bath attendant maid had accidentally witnessed it and reported to Elaine. Whether Elaine took any action remains unknown, as no rumors spread.
Elaine scolded me, saying it was improper to bathe with a young woman. She was likely concerned about Hacent, given Yuria's rumored connection to him.
I pretended to reflect on my actions.
...Well, I actually did reflect a little.
Next time, I won't get caught so absurdly.
Yuria and I returned to our room from the bathhouse. She seemed quite uncomfortable in her new maid uniform, saying it was the first time she'd ever worn such a pretty outfit.
"M-Master?" Yuria stammered, flustered as I stripped off all my clothes.
"Take yours off too."
"...Yes."
With a determined nod, Yuria began to remove her newly donned maid uniform. I could guess what she was thinking, but that wasn't the reason.
We stood naked before each other. I sat on the bed, while Yuria stood before me, close enough to touch.
Using my hacking skills, I activated the cameras hidden throughout the room. I also held a camera in my hand, filming Yuria's naked body and then my own.
"Alright, Yuria. From now on, we're going to have a growth competition."
"...Huh?"
"We'll compete to see who grows faster. We'll record our progress daily for ten days and compare the results."
I know myself well. Even this will get boring eventually. The only things I never tire of are computer games and sex.
I'm confident I'll win this competition.
My highest stat, stamina, also influences my growth rate. Stamina is essentially the body's vitality and metabolism.
The fact that I've grown about 3cm in height in just the past month is another reason for my confidence.
Besides, no matter how much talent someone has, it's separate from actual growth.
"If you win, I'll give you a gift."
"I have nothing to give you, Master."
"That's alright. I'll gain mental satisfaction from this."
I stood beside Yuria, facing the camera.
My body, though lacking muscle, was well-proportioned. And my manhood was impressively large, enough to pass for that of a grown man.
Yuria was taller than me, by about 20 centimeters. Her pink nipples were slightly erect. I couldn't tell if it was from the cold air or her arousal at being naked.
Her pubic area was completely shaved, freshly done in the bath. I had shaved mine as well.
In this growth competition, every part of our bodies would be recorded and compared.
"Heh heh. I'm looking forward to the next ten days."
"..."
Yuria seemed to be looking at me with a strange expression.
Hmm, probably just my imagination.
I meticulously recorded the measurements of both her body and mine, then decided to teach her about masturbation.
"This is called clitoral masturbation."
I didn't demonstrate with my own hands; instead, I projected a video onto the wall using a beam projector. It was an audiovisual aid.
- Ahhh! Mr. Sung Yujin! Hngh! Mr. Sung Yujin! Please put your big cock inside me! Pleeease!
The video featured Choi Seonmi, passionately stimulating her clitoris. I had over a hundred videos of her masturbating.
Yuria watched with her mouth agape, clearly shocked by what she was seeing.
Well, it is pretty vulgar.
Even if Yuria couldn't understand Korean, Choi Seonmi's moans, her disheveled appearance, and the way she touched herself everything about it was utterly crude.
This reminds me of the old days.
The first time I saw porn.
No one had taught me, but when I came to my senses, I was already masturbating.
It was almost instinctive. Even now, I still remember the woman's breasts and vagina from that video.
On a whim, I showed Yuria a sex tape. The star, of course, was Choi Seonmi.
A video of Choi Seonmi completely submissive to me would surely be helpful to Yuria.
The explicit porn ended. I gave Yuria an order.
"Masturbate on the bed. Oh, and no fingers in your holes."
The unfortunate loss of a virginity through masturbation must never occur.
"...Yes, I understand."
Yuria sat on the bed and spread her legs toward me, revealing her tightly closed pink vulva. She slowly began stimulating her clitoris with her right index finger.
This is interesting in its own way. I should refrain from giving advice.
A smile played on my lips as I watched Yuria's first masturbation.
"...Ugh."
Her aroused body quickly reached its climax. Yuria's body trembled violently.
Throughout the entire process, Yuria maintained a blank expression, forcibly suppressing even her moans. I preferred women who expressed themselves fully through their expressions and sounds.
Improvements are needed.