The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

Get Ravé in the carriage, we went for the perverted mansion.

Ravé, sitting in front of me, peeks into this one with anxious eyes at times.

Every time I smiled, she smiled like she was relieved.

I guess you're worried about what's going to happen to you from now on, that grater seems somewhat like Eve.

Except for the chest, Ravé, who is in slim shape, has a pretty good upper back, and one head taller than me, a 12-year-old boy.

Although there was a slight fright, it was in my eyes that I watched him try to communicate with me in some way.

I guess I'm still not the same little girl who just lives a long time and just shivers.

I raise my face to talk about something, and still stop if I didn't have the courage. I spoke with a smile against Rave, who has made such a move over and over again.

"From now on, the carriage is going to one of my mansions. I'm going to have Rave live there for a while."

"Yes!

"My protected daughters live in the mansion for some reason. Ravé and I are close in age, so I think we can get along."

It's obvious, but there can't be an 185-year-old Ravé and a near-year-old human daughter or something like that. Even if I were there, that's an old woman close to the monster, not her daughter, unlimited.

But I'm not supposed to know Ralph's true age. Bad merchant Dolan dared to discount Ravé's age by 90%, falsely introducing him to me as 18 and setting him up for sale.

By the way, Rave himself has accepted the age fraud. I'm watching her react with a sense of complicity.

Ravé was only a little stuck in words, but he didn't want to interrupt the conversation that started because of it. He tried to say that he wanted to get along with his protective daughter, asked how long he would be arriving at the mansion, and seemed to be talking consciously so that he wouldn't finish talking.

I don't want to be a carriage wrapped in silence either, so I'm happy to get on with her conversation.

"Speaking of which, how did Rave get to the city of Nambonan?

When I said that, Ravé darkened his face and moved his gaze slightly so that he could not speak. If you think of the disaster that has befallen her, it would be cruel to speak of it.

I turn my palm to Ravé, and I say it with a sorry face, like I perceived something.

"No, you don't have to tell me.... That was a hard story."

"... thank you for your concern"

"Don't get sick.... Let's get this story over with. I won't listen to it in the future, and I don't have to force Ravé to say it. Promise."

"Yes."

When I look at the rave of expressions such as relief, I feel that it made a good impression. But the truth is, my true aim was different.

In the future, if Eve nostalgic for me, I'm planning on letting her meet Rave. It is an inspiring parent-child reunion, and a bowl of parents and children.

But as it stands, Eve is not open to me. I'd rather say they don't like me.

If I reunite the two of you in this state, I'll be damned. On the contrary, it is possible that Eve's accusations, which do not often think of me, reveal the truth about the world of "Wilk-Rape Demons" and even hate them from Ravé.

For this reason, it can be said that the timing of the reunion depends on Eve.

If Eve starts to think to me, she'll be offended and she won't snitch on the experience to her mother. I don't think my daughter exists who would say, "My favorite person, she's a rapist ♡" Maybe.

Given Eve's character, he thinks he's more likely to keep his mouth shut about his mother being worried sick and offended, but keep in mind. I don't want the Rabu Parent-Child Bowl project to fail.

That's why Ravé is going to live in a perverted mansion in the city of Nambonan for a while now.

Think here after Eve nostalgic and reunited with her mother.

Eve might have something in mind about me hiding my mother's presence. It is also possible that if you do poorly, you will lose the trust that you have built on it.

So I'm insured.

I thought of Rave as an eighteen-year-old unmarried daughter, and from her heartbroken girlfriend I couldn't ask her deeply about her birth or her condition, which is why I didn't think Rave was Eve's mother... so I can make an excuse.

I feel like there's plenty of room for a scratch about why you don't notice by buying both elf sex slaves, but that kind of thing. Small things, if you want to talk to each other, you just call Dolan and give him the script and you're done.

That's why I didn't care about Ravé's heart and say I didn't have to talk about myself, I shackled him so he wouldn't make me feel connected to Eve.

Even from Rave, you shouldn't even bother to tell me a story because you want to avoid being able to poorly tell old stories and lie about your eighteen-year-old unmarried daughter.

My face unwittingly loosens that things have gone as this one thought.

Then Ravé grinned back at this one for what he had mistaken.

Ravé was really smiling trying to make a good impression on me.

While in an unobstructed conversation with Ravé, the carriage arrives in the yard of the perverted mansion.

As Tesh opened the carriage door, cold winter air entered his seat.

"Tesh, show Rave your clothes. It looks cold in this outfit."

"Yes, I did. I'll leave it to Odie."

Apparently, he was waiting in a perverted mansion, with Odie standing behind Tesh.

Odie also knows about this play, so he doesn't need to pay any particular attention.

"I'll get dressed, please come this way"

Ravé, who turned into my belongings, would be treated quite a bit by his servants.

Does it feel like handling a pot that I care about?

Look at Odie's attitude. Rave gave me a puzzling look.

"Huh? Um"

"You should follow Oddy. Have warm clothes ready."

Turn a refreshing smile and I'll send her out.

Ravé, walking into the mansion anxiously looking back over and over again, was like a young girl afraid to leave her parents.

The perverted mansion also has my living space.

Drinking tea in that one room came Ravé, who finished dressing.

"My lord... I'm sorry to keep you waiting"

It has been transformed from a borough cloth-like garment worn until just now to a garment tailored with a fine cloth.

The long skirt dyed in a grey jacket and dark eyed beige brings her pale blonde hair to life. The clothes were also designed in a calm atmosphere with a sense of elegance, which suited her well.

"You look great."

"Thank you"

I complimented her on her outfit, taking care not to focus my gaze on Yuntayun.

I want to rub it, but if I rub it here, I will put up with it because my previous struggles are water bubbles.

"Because of this, would you like to meet the daughters protecting you in this mansion?

"Are you sure?

"I don't mind. Ravé will miss you alone."

I got up from my chair and headed up to the room where my protective daughters would hiss.

The Perverted Mansion is a large mansion with three houses connected in a crossing.

The deepest house is for the rear palace to surround my woman, and the center is for my residence, and the closest place to the main entrance is a general purpose house with a protective daughter.

I walked right behind me. I came to the room with my protective daughter, mindful of Rave from time to time.

When he enters the room, a yellow voice is echoed into the room, greeting him with a favourable smile.

"I have someone to introduce you to."

So I introduced myself to Ravé, and I revealed myself to my protective daughters.

Rave's beauty seemed shocking to them as well, with several daughters sighing in love.

"... Rave has a very hard eye. I want you all to get along."

All I am here is, in a way, a daughter in a similar situation to Ravé.

I wish we could bring a sense of fellowship and get along and heal Ravé's heart a little.

Besides, this protective room is filled with air that glorifies me.

If you breathe that air and have a little more confidence in me, it will be profitable.

Two days have passed since the purchase of Rave.

I'm still living a stuffy day without holding Ravé. Rave hasn't held Kohari, Anna, or Odie, of course, for the past two days.

I was seeding machined recently at a level where I didn't have time for my dick to dry, so I was just going to have a pink head just living normally.

It's time to hold Rave.

At last I couldn't stand it anymore, I came to the perverted mansion in the evening.

I have already bathed and eaten, so all I have to do is go to bed. I'd rather have a man and a woman meet.

I wonder if it's coming yet, when the door is slammed.

Ravé stood there when he was allowed to enter the room.

"Excuse me for being late at night"

That's how Ravé came in, like taking a bath, and the hot air was in addition.

The white skin is slightly reddish, and the hair that is not dry creates an irresistible tone.

"I'm not impressed with my old daughter coming to this place at night."

Ravé comes over with an ambiguous grin as he echoes the sound of his clothes rubbing into the quiet room.

There's a woman under this cloth. From me in a banned state, I almost ejaculated just thinking about it.

"I'm sorry, sir.... Have you been off already?

Rave apologizes for the sudden visit, but the visit is envisaged because I'm turning my hands around behind it.

Pretending to be unfamiliar, I answer Ravé's questions.

"No, I was thinking about staying up a little longer... what can I do for you?

In fact, Rave is being taken by Tesh to the Gun Olas Chamber of Commerce today.

That's in the name of the final process of buying slaves, but it's actually a play in my absence.

I was dissatisfied when I saw Rave, who is still largely unheld, when Tesh said, "I'm in trouble with sex slaves who do nothing for the high price. Fang may get angry, but he also looks at reporting it to his husband and breaking the contract of sale," he performs a complaining act to Doran.

Ravé, who had been taken by Olas and moved to a separate room, overlaps and peeks at it.

What does she think and remit the nani...

The result is this evening's visit. Tesh seemed to be an actress, too.

"... you know, thank you. I wanted to say thank you to your husband."

"Yeah?"

So Ravé got on his knees on the floor.

I approach to stop that attitude. That's when I didn't miss the loose cloth on my chest and the frizzy fruit shaking.

"I was going to be sold to a very hard place. Your husband bought it and saved it."

Rave's eyes like that are serious in themselves, and I know full well from the bottom of my heart that he is thankful to me.

Doran's education is really great. It's a pretty distorted situation for me to be thanked for buying it, even though I was suddenly abducted and sold off as a sex slave.

"Kneeling will be cold on winter nights, don't"

"But..."

"That's okay."

I try to take her hand to get her up.

But the moment my hand reached out, she shook her back, trying to make herself strong.

"Ah...! Oh, I'm sorry! How rude of me..."

Look at Ravé, who stood up hastily, and I move my expression to grant forgiveness.

Rave, who is starting to feel fear about men, but his response was much weaker than he had asked Doran.

According to reports, Ravé was so frightened that it was more disturbing to watch a man just come near him, and in some cases he vomited and hyperventilated.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about it.... you should sit on the couch there"

"Yes."

The consciousness of being saved, and the protective daughter's brainwashing space, whatever the contents are, is the boy's me, and these combined may be somewhat able to alleviate Rave's fears.

Let Ravé sit on the couch, and I'll sit subtly next to him, too.

And to make sure there's no one nearby, let your neck wander and then gaze at Ravé.

"It's this way to apologize. We humans in the Levios kingdom forced you into slavery. I do not represent the Kingdom of Levios, but let me apologize for just one word as one human being.... Sorry, Rave"

"Oh, that."

"You don't have to say anything. I'm really sorry."

You didn't think I was going to make such an apology, I knew very well that Rave was perplexed.

I stared at Ravé with serious eyes to show some seriousness, then I exhaled slowly.

"... there's only gonna be me and Rave in this room right now, right? I don't have a chance to apologize like this. If my servants ask me, they'll be angry at me for telling me what majesty looks like."

Don't tell me, Ravé smiled with a slight glimmer.

My expression moved from my heart, it was such a natural smile.

"... is it tough for the nobles, too?

"Do you understand? I have to act shamelessly as the next owner. It was nice talking to Ralph so easily."

I tell Rave that I mean what I'm saying right now, while playing the friendliness that I'm usually a dignified but actually an old boy.

If you say your true intentions without lies, you will provide such beautiful sex slavery, so long live slavery.

"I'm glad your husband is kind. Speaking of which, we're talking about the girls in the mansion..."

Thus, Rave began to speak of a wilk statue that stubbornly persuaded him of the delusion that he had heard from his protective daughters.

I denied it, laughing sometimes, to Rave's story.

"Ha, that's it. I'm not a great person."

"But is it true you helped those kids? Everyone was very grateful. Me too."

Apparently Ravé trusted me with all his heart. I can't feel a lie or a lie at all on a bright smile.

Even as we chat side by side on the couch, her words are filled with fondness for me.

I regretted that I should have done more shopping in the back when Eve did this.

"... you've spoken a little bit, Ravé should be back in the room soon"

To my words, Ravé clouded his expression.

"Um, the..."

"Hmm, what's up?

She was a girlfriend with a mouthful of corn, but she opens her mouth like she decided to.

"Also, I feel like I'm too sleepy to go back to my room..."

I know you're not used to inviting men into bed, but it was a misplaced invitation complaint.

I guess this is also a hard thought line, Ravé trembling with shame as he bright red his long ears to the tip.

I held her hand softly as I leaped in my heart.