The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

I was reincarnated in another world even though I don't remember being hit by a truck.

My final memory was to the point where I drank enough to die at the annual party to get on the final train, so maybe I was just as dead as I was.

Honestly, there were times when I was drunk and I didn't remember anything about it.

To say that the reincarnation destination was a different world from Earth was understandable years after its birth.

That was the kind of world that came out to RPG in a more shattered way, like Europe around the Renaissance from the Middle Ages imagined by the vast majority of Japanese.

Anyway, my father dressed in fully armed armor and spanned the horses, and my mother used magic to cure my cold in the baby. Whatever you think, Japan is not Earth, of course.

When it comes to reincarnation, it is classic to have a great ability to interview around God, but unfortunately there was no such attack chance.

Fortunately, my reincarnation home was a nobleman's house. Nor was it the third or fourth son of a poor aristocrat on the border, but the eldest son of a Marquis family with top power in the country.

Kingdom of Levios, Wilk the eldest son of the Marquis of Qualdenze. That was my position in the new world.

The position I got because of this is something I want to protect at all costs.

I have the knowledge that I was born and raised in modern Japan. Aristocrats imagined from that knowledge are brothers and brothers who kill each other in family disputes.

In the unlikely event that another boy is born after my birth, I may end up killing each other with my brother in a housekeeper's fight.

In case that happens, I decided to hit my hand early.

Unlike Earth, there is a strange power of "magic" in this world.

And it seems that the nobility is more resistant to this magical power than to the civilian population. That is also the source of power over the people.

In other words, noble things must have strong magic.

One day when I found out about five years old about such aristocratic circumstances, I voluntarily started training to train my magic.

What a classic flow, but this made my magic swell up to the point of being unusual, and my parents, as well as my grandfather, pushed my heartbeat into my future.

My better-looking parents became keen on my education and I kept responding to it. It is all because of modern Japanese knowledge.

As a result, I had the opportunity to realize some of the Earth's inventions.

The product I made became a specialty of the Qualdenze family as it were, and that seems to have earned a lot of gold coins.

and well like that my otherworldly life was very smooth and full of sails.

The eldest son of the Marquis family, whose parents' trust is also thick and who, as noblemen, has proud magic, makes industry in their territory young.

Definitely the next term owner.

Right now, I'm twelve.

There was only one major problem.

Lust.

It's about freshman year in middle school where I say in modern Japan. That would also increase your libido.

Happy or unhappy, there are so many caregivers around me that I tend to with Ujauja.

It's not that easy to sicko environment. If I could, it would be like a toilet.

In my room, even if I can process it slowly, I can't dispose of it.

To be honest, I didn't really feel like doing it in the toilet.

So far I still have enough lust to contain, but there will be no respite anymore.

I can't believe I was in middle school in my last life, every day I just rubbed my cock.

I have to figure out a way to manage to live a comfortable masturbation life while I'm sensible right now.

"Master Wilk. May I?

"Hmm? Oh, Tesh. What?"

My sidekick grandfather Tesh called out to me thinking about how to masturbate.

I have some kind of requirement. It was a conversation.

"My husband tells me to come between the depths after dinner."

"Between the deepest?

Yes, and Tesh nods.

The deepest part of the room is a room that is rarely used, and it is forbidden to enter except for the person designated primarily.

Naturally, a side service like Tesh is also unacceptable to come in with unless you dare to specify it.

It is often used to talk about problems when leaking elsewhere, and I have only been in it to count even if I have lived for twelve years.

"Then we'll be on our way soon after dinner"

It's like my father says he has something important to talk about.

Make it a good story. Make it a bad story, I want it to end early.

Dinner is often taken by the whole family, but I don't even face my father or mother this time of year because of the social season and the blow.

Finished my meal quickly and I headed to the bottom of my father's waiting list.

"Father, I'm coming in."

Between the depths, my father, the Marquis of Qualdenze, sat at his desk waiting.

Because those eyes were serious sometime, I decided to correct my posture.

"Sit down."

As my father urged me, I sat in a chair that was nearby.

It started with an unusual conversation about how things were going lately, and it became a story where I said that the products I had made with my previous life's knowledge had gained the merchant's attention and were being talked about in other territories.

Now around I wondered what the point was, my father slowly rose.

"Wilk. You'll need to figure out who to marry in a few more years, too"

Marriage?

In the previous life, instead of marriage, I was a virgin without her in the first place = my age.

Exactly. There's no way the Marquis could have had to be single to pick it up.

"Are you married..."

"Hmm? You don't seem interested."

Speaking of aristocratic marriages, political marriage. I have that image in me.

And I know with the twelve years of knowledge I've spent in this world that it's often not a mistake.

You can decide on your own anyway, so you'll feel damaged just to be badly interested.

"Hmm. Your hobby is for the realm, and I let you play as you please... well, you've never really dealt with any other lady in the first place."

Without waiting for my reply, my father seemed convinced on his own.

I do not know many aristocrats.

Courtesy can make the perfect move because I was slapped from childhood, but I didn't want to deal with a woman in such a temperamental place. Even if the other person is a girl.

Above all, no matter how close we get, there is no way that we can negotiate prenuptially like modern Japan, but rather if we get our hands on it, it will be very bad aristocratically. I'm honest with you as to why you have to take a woman for granted if you don't have a reward. Though they're going to say what a virgin looks like.

"So, Father, is the real question about marriage?

"That's right. You're twelve years old, too. It's time to know the woman."

Know a woman. Well, what does that mean? Do you mean to come around to a party hosted by a nobleman from another realm?

My father keeps going when he realizes I'm looking for the meaning of the word.

"I can't seem to do anything the first night I welcomed my wife. I can't talk about it.... I don't care if it's my daughter under the castle or our maid. Do an audition with someone who likes Wilk."

Handle my father's words with my head.

What is it? Does that mean threatening a woman you like with power and doing brush grates?

I felt blood build up in my lower body.

"Does that mean you don't mind calling a woman to your bedroom?

My father exhaled and laughed and looked at me. You knew there was such an act, they seem to say.

"Exactly. But make sure you talk to Tesh about who you call. You need to play what's behind you."

From the words that the example my father gave earlier was that he was a civilian or maid, and that he would play what was behind him, I determine that it is NG to lay his hands on the noble daughters of other territories.

"I'd like to talk to you a lot so you don't call anyone who annoys your father."

"Fine. I've already given the budget to Tesh. Ask them for more information. That's it."

I nodded and stood up to quit the room.

"Now, Father, if you'll excuse me,

"… let's give only one piece of advice at the end"

He seemed worried about me telling him or not, but my father went on.

"It's better to keep the first opponent an experienced woman. And while it may be good to force it, the act above consent is much better."

That face belongs entirely to my porn father. The usual serious marquis was nowhere to be found.