The Players And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me – Volume 1, Chapter 43
Chapter 43: Next Time Directly
Lori stared at the stockings in her hand, clearly stunned. Her pretty face blushed slightly, and a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. She quickly stuffed the stockings back where she found them, untouched.
“Um… Lori, let me explain…” Sivey stood awkwardly in place, looking guilty as he watched the girl kneeling on the ground, holding the armor. He wished he could dig a hole in the ground and disappear into it.
“Master…”
“Yes?”
Lori blushed and stammered, “Um, actually, Master, if you like, Lori has a lot more… all… all for Master…”
“Oh, no…” Sivey quickly waved his hand to explain, but Lori delivered a fatal blow.
“All of Lori’s belongings are for Master… Whatever the Master wants in the future, just say it…”
As she said this, Lori looked at Sivey with a strange look in her eyes and added, “If… if Master likes that sneaky feeling, Lori can pretend not to see.”
“Oh, okay… no, I don’t like sneaking around. That day, I…”
“Hmm?” Lori tilted her head and looked softly at Sivey.
Sivey struggled to find his words for a long time and couldn’t come up with any reason why he would steal stockings!
He couldn’t possibly say it was a system requirement; stealing stockings would make him seem more perverted, more like a scumbag villain.
“Master?”
“Okay, I stole them. I won’t do it again next time.” Sivey admitted it. He felt desperate, so he just admitted it directly.
At that moment, Sivey felt a shift in his perspective, from “whether to be a decent person doesn’t matter” to “even if it’s perverted, it’s okay.”
“Master, it’s not that you shouldn’t do it next time. But next time, just take it or ask Lori directly,” Lori insisted, as if this point were crucial.
“Okay, I understand.”
Sivey felt like a puppet controlled by Lori at this moment.
“Hehe~”
“Master, it’s late. Let Lori help you get ready for bed.”
…
Beneath the covers, Sivey lay on his side at Lori’s feet, his thoughts wandering to the iron mine.
His eyes unintentionally fell upon the maid’s delicate, jade-like feet, so fair and tender. He couldn’t resist holding and caressing them.
It had been a while since he last touched them, and he found himself missing the sensation.
In fact, many people have the habit of fiddling with something while deep in thought.
He was just more advanced; he didn’t play with anything else, just the soft and tender feet of the maid.
“Oh my~ Master… it tickles…”
Lori blushed, feeling the warm breath from her master blowing on her little feet.
A warm, tingly feeling spread through her, as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest. This was the moment for the master and servant to share their late-night whispers. Lori obediently kept her little feet still and chattered away, recounting to Sivey everything she had recently seen and heard, without missing a word:
“Master, these days, many sisters have come from Mrs. Chris’s side. It is said that they are all maids of some small nobles in your territory. They come every day, lively and cheerful, studying together with Lori.”
“And these sisters are really amazing. Before meeting them, Lori thought that maids only needed to learn some etiquette, but now Lori realized that there are many shortcomings.”
“Those sisters not only master etiquette but also musical instruments, especially the flute. Lori heard them discussing it all the time.”
Her tone was full of longing and envy, and her star-like eyes sparkled.
“Lori also wants to learn the flute. When the master rests, Lori will play it for the master.”
Speaking of this, Lori’s expression became somewhat distressed.
Pouting, she said somewhat puzzledly:
“I don’t know why. When Lori asked those sisters, they said Lori was too young and had a small mouth, not suitable for learning the flute. They said if Lori insisted on learning, it would be very difficult.”
“But what does age and mouth size have to do with it?”
“Clearly, their mouths aren’t that big.”
“When Lori went to ask why, Mrs. Chris and those sisters were secretive, holding back laughter and refusing to discuss it, saying it was still not suitable and asking me to come back and ask you again.”
Indeed not suitable.
Sivey rubbed his nose, thinking that this instrument was probably not very serious.
Seeing the maid’s distressed look, he couldn’t help but comfort her:
“It’s okay, if you don’t learn the flute, there are other instruments. How about learning the harp or violin…”
“No.”
Lori shook her head, staring stubbornly with her big watery eyes:
“Those sisters all said that nobles like the flute. Since they can learn it, Lori can definitely learn it too, so Lori must learn the flute well, so that when the master has leisure time or feels tired, I can play it for the master.”
Afraid it’ll only make him more tired…
Sivey didn’t speak, opting for tactical silence.
“Master…”
“Yes?”
“Are you going to sleep now?”
Sivey was about to say he was, but he heard the soft, gentle voice from the other end of the foot:
“Master… Do you know how to have a baby?”
Sivey thought he certainly knew, but he didn’t plan to show it; the little maid didn’t know much about these things at her age.
So he smiled and said:
“Having a child, simple, it’s just a matter of getting married first, then living together, doing this and that, and before you know it, you’ll have one.”
“Master, it’s not that simple, you really don’t know!”
Lori smiled playfully, paused for a moment, blushing, and continued:
“Master, Mrs. Chris taught me that to complete the last step of warming the bed, you can have a baby.”
Suddenly, Sivey felt a weight on his chest. Lowering his head, he saw that the little maid had already crawled into his arms, lying on his chest.
Lori’s pretty face, burning with shyness, lightly rubbed against his chest affectionately, gazing at him foolishly as she said, “Master, Mrs. Chris said that if we have a little baby, Lori can be with the master forever.”
“M-Master, tonight… tonight, Lori wants to do the last step of warming the bed with you, okay~(/w)”
Sivey fell silent at her words, his emotions a tangled mix.
He couldn’t hold Mrs. Chris responsible for her misguided teachings.
Because Mrs. Chris was actually doing it for Lori’s good, teaching her like this from Lori’s and his perspective.
Feeling the warm and tender touch on his chest, how could Sivey not know the little maid’s dependence and affection for him?
He couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
This is simply the way of these times.
Maids for Nobles are typically recruited from commoners, but at the Count level, the threshold is even higher, with maids often coming from the daughters of minor nobles.
But even so, it doesn’t mean they lead much better lives. Not only must they serve their masters wholeheartedly, but all kinds of dirty work are also their basic duties.
Sometimes, if they don’t perform well, make mistakes, or even if they’ve done nothing wrong but the master is in a bad mood, these maids may be subjected to abuse and humiliation.
Even if a maid catches the master’s eye and shares his bed, it still won’t change her status.
In such a world, the principle of social matching is even more stringent, especially among nobles.
Granting a maid a title would invite ridicule from other nobles, which is unacceptable to those, whose value only lies in their reputation.
As a result, the maids’ ultimate fate is to be dismissed when they grow old or to die in the master’s castle.
Having a child for the master can indeed improve the situation, somewhat…
But it’s still just a low-status lover, who can’t rise to prominence, and these offspring are also neglected as illegitimate children.
Among nobles, exchanging well-educated maids is a common occurrence.
Sivey deeply cherished Lori, and truly liked this girl who was completely devoted to him.
However, demi-humans already faced discrimination and disdain from humans. Sivey couldn’t grant Lori a higher status at the moment; this was a form of indirect protection.
Personal Maid is the most suitable position, this status won’t make people look down on her, nor will it make her a prime target because of her close relationship with him.
He had only recently taken over Winterfell, and everything required a process of change.
He didn’t want to make the young maid to be the first victim of his ideological changes, nor did he want her to suffer any harm.
Lori was still so young; even if he wished to take her in, he would wait until his own safety concerns were resolved, and until Lori had grown up a bit before doing so.
“Lori, you’re still young now, let’s consider this matter later.”
Sivey politely declined, tightly embracing Lori’s waist, and using one hand to gently soothe her tender back.
His actions were extremely gentle, fearing to hurt the little maid’s insecure heart, and fearing she might misunderstand that he looked down on her background.
“But…”
Lori really wanted to say that she was already an adult, but seeing her master’s determined gaze softened with gentleness, she reluctantly said with disappointment and sadness in her compliance.
“Lori… Lori will listen to master’s… commands…”
But the master didn’t completely refuse her, saying she should grow up a bit.
Where should she grow up a bit? Could it be here?
Lori looked at her awkward figure and couldn’t help but think of the sisters who learned etiquette from Mrs. Chris; they were all very tall.
“Does …master…need any help? I heard that by doing that can make one grow taller.”
Her face flushed with embarrassment. Burying her head, her cheeks getting hotter and hotter, she couldn’t help but be lost in thought. And as drowsiness gradually enveloped her, she snuggled up to the broad chest that made her feel extremely safe and comfortable. And she fell into a deep sleep.
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