The Consequences of Having a Master-Servant Relationship With a Yandere After Reincarnation - Side Story 1
T/N: Hello, Iyo here. As mentioned previously by both me and the previous TL, I’ll be doing this series’ after story and side stories, so enjoy ~
Side Story 1 – A Servant’s Desires
Her snow-white skin looked even more fragile compared to the white sheet she laid her body on. The slender limbs that she used to resist my advances were too weak to serve their purpose as I held them down. Looking troubled, she turned her face away.
Her expression in that situation looked as delicate as a sculpture, more bewitching than any work of art ever created by men.
As the clock ticked, her face turned resolute for a second, before she gave me a passionate gaze as she entwined her arms and legs, trying to invite me in. So I obliged and gave her a kiss on her lips. As I worked my way down toward her neck, then I realized, this was all a dream.
Then, I woke up.
Laying on the bottom of the bunk bed, I could feel the daily self-loathing mood approaching me, like every other day.
What the hell was that dream? That was crazy. Now I just feel depressed.
“…I wish I could die in a hole somewhere.”
As I muttered that to myself, my roommate peeked out from the upper side of the bunk bed. This wasn’t the proper conduct that a gentleman hailed from a duke’s family should have, but this wasn’t the first time that he acted so uncouth either.
“What is it, Ashley? Are you finally going to do double s**cide with your master?”
That amused tone he used to ask me somewhat annoyed me.
“No, I’m not. By the way, isn’t this unusual, Rona? You never woke up this early before.”
“Your sleep-talking woke me up.”
I wanted to ask him what did he hear from my sleep-talking? But at the same time, I didn’t want to know what kind of embarrassment I was subjecting myself to when my consciousness wasn’t clear. Still, I hope that this insensitive guy failed to figure out what kind of dream I had.
“So, did you have a fight with Aldington-Senpai? You kept calling her name in your sleep. You’ve been sleeping like a corpse for the longest time and now you’re suddenly sleep-talking, I’m genuinely worried.”
It seemed like I was just calling her name… I suppose… that’s fine yeah… As long as he didn’t find out about the latter part of the dream.
“Now now, I have a good idea for you! Tonight, try night crawling! Don’t worry, I’m on your side! Since I also owe you, so I’ll help you to the best I can! Any troubles you have with Senpai will be swept away by the hot, passionate night!”
As always, saying things like night crawling or passionate night with that kind of face, is he trying to help me or picking a fight with me?
“How can a servant touch his master without her permission?”
“You’re exaggerating, so are you telling me you need to ask for permission every time you want to do something to her? You’ll just ruin her mood by doing that.”
What the hell is this guy yapping about?
“We won’t go beyond kissing until we’re officially married.”
Before his fallen body hit the floor, Rona lifted it with his magic. This guy is normally so dexterous and capable, but I wonder why is he so insensitive at times?
“You’re kidding, right? What about the night after Rehearsal Ball? Weren’t you two together all night?”
“We were just sleeping.”
“What the hell is wrong with you? Are you an idiot? You know she’ll let you do anything if you just ask her, right?”
This is merely a guess, but, I have a feeling his guy will have a quite dirty relationship with his women.
“Ojou-sama doesn’t even understand about that kind of thing and I’m not that much of a scumbag that would attack an innocent woman.”
She did say something about her previous life, but I was skeptical about it. If she really was mentally older, then she should have a better idea of how dangerous men could be, but she lacked any sense of danger. She invited me to her room quite easily, yet when I kissed her, she backed away almost immediately.
While she most likely knew that children weren’t born in cabbage fields or brought by storks, I don’t think that she know anything more than that. After all, she really overestimated her servant’s patience.
“You’re surprisingly a p*ssy, huh?”
“Your choice of words is crude as always, huh?”
I threw the nearby clock at Rona, who was giggling, but he caught it like it was nothing.
“Don’t you think that as a man, you should lead her on? I mean, there’s no way that she would go out her way like a carnivore and devour you.”
“That’s true, but…”
I tried to imagine a situation where she would attack me. The night of the Rehearsal Ball when she came forward and kissed me came to my mind, but that was mostly because she was caught up in the mood at that time. Normally she would only go as far as holding my hand.
If I were to ask her to go to a secluded place with me, I’m sure that she will refuse it.
In the first place, how could I even begin to approach her? Despite her appearance, she is a coward and easily embarrassed. She couldn’t even use her body to seduce me properly.
What if she came to me while I’m in my bunk?
Under the cloak of the night, she pressed her chest against my arm and looked up at me with a passionate gaze. Her cheeks were tinted red and there were a slight hint of tears in her eyes–
As I almost hit my head against the wall, Rona came forward and held me.
“Pardon me, my emotion is a bit disorderly right now.”
“No, it’s fine! I know you are feeling h*rny right now, don’t worry about it!”
“You can let me go now.”
Please don’t say such a thing in front of Ojou-sama. It’s shameful that I can’t even deny it though.
“But you know, don’t you think that Senpai is also waiting for you to make a move?”
“That seems impossible.”
There’s no way that she is that cunning. This is not me praising her to be an innocent and pure maiden. I’ve known her for years. While her grade is great, my master’s head is a little bit lacking. She is not a complete idiot, but she is still one nonetheless.
Her idiocy is part of her charm, but I lost count on how many times she caused me trouble because of that.
“But, isn’t it hard for you? Restraining your urges like an ascetic?”
“I’m used to it, I’ve been doing this since was eight… my situation is better than back then since I’m her lover now, so it isn’t that hard.”
Rona made an ‘Uhe~’ voice while giving me a weird look.
“You’ve been like this since you were eight? I couldn’t even imagine being like you… But anyway, since you already became her lover, don’t you think you can loosen up for a little?”
“Don’t you think you are being rude right now?”
Time passed as we chatted. Since I had to leave earlier to pick up Ojou-sama from the girl’s dormitory, and I had to leave before other students left the dorm, I started getting ready. While I was getting dressed, Rona kept complaining about my ‘boring and uninteresting’ relationship with Ojou-sama.
Seriously, if he wanted to have fun, why didn’t he find himself a girl?
“I’m leaving first, please give me the key, dear son of Duke Randolph.”
“Yes, yes! Have a good day! See you later~”
* * *
Since the start of the new term, the young lady always had this exhausted look on her face.
Apparently, she had been staying up late every night for a love consultation with Cosgrove-senpai, while in the morning, she had been chased around by Morton-senpai.
“That girl told me that she wanted to walk with me to school, but she kept groping me…”
She had been slipping her hands on (my) Cecille-sama’s chest and rubbing her thighs too. She really had no right to complain when (my) Cecille-sama refused to accompany her.
As for me, the moment when I and Ojou-sama walk together to school is a rare precious moment where we could be alone together since we are in different grades. Not having any annoyances is a blessing for me.
We used to spend a lot of time together back at the mansion, but now that our break time is over, we have less time to be alone together.
“It hurts to treat her like an outcast, but… her hands genuinely scare me, and if I don’t do something about it, she’ll bound to get into trouble quickly. Could she even be a good bride later… though I’m not sure if it’ll work because of her… gender…”
“That shouldn’t be something for you to worry about, Ojou-sama.”
“Mm… but that kid still has the mentality of a grade-schooler… I need to educate her well…”
Sometimes, Ojou-sama would mention unfamiliar words like this. For example, this ‘grade-schooler’ thing, so I just nodded my head. Whenever I asked about those words, she would give me a long explanation about them, but whenever she did it, she would use even more unfamiliar words in her explanation. She said that those words were from her previous life.
“But that kid can study really well though, as long as she didn’t misbehave, I could recommend her as a tutor to everyone.”
“You seem to like Morton-senpai a lot.”
“Well, you know I’m an only child, so I think of her as my little brother.”
I was being sarcastic, but she nodded to that? Is her head okay? After all the sexual harassment (she taught me that word) she received, you still think of her like a little brother?
Besides, isn’t little sister the correct term here? Also, aren’t you guys the same age?
When she said ‘brother’, she suddenly looked up at me.
How many times should I tell her that I’m not her brother? Sure, I was pleased that she treated me like a brother at first, but after less than a year, it just felt uncomfortable when she did it.
“I’m your servant and your lover.”
Ojou-sama giggled and wrapped her arms around me.
“I know, so don’t be mad at me~”
If I told her that her… chest is squishing my arms, she would immediately move away. Though it isn’t like I could just say it out loud. Rather, if I mention her chest she would look at me scornfully while saying, ‘You’re a man, after all, still I’m disappointed.’, or ‘My innocent Ashley is gone.’ Been there before. Never again.
I want to tell her off ‘Stop being defenseless!’, but I can’t. I’m happy to be physically closer to her, even if it’s something like this. You can call this indecisiveness weakness caused by love.
I can only wish she is more aware of this since I can’t say it out loud myself.
“Cecille… sama, the first and second years classes end earlier today, right? If you want to, we can go out in the afternoon.”
A date is when a man and a woman who like each other spend time alone together. According to Ojou-sama, dating is a common way for lovers to improve their relationship.
“So does Ashley has a place in mind?”
“Anywhere with you is fine.”
“Jeez, that’s all you ever said, going out with men without desires will get boring quickly, you know?”
“Then will you ever get bored of your own servant?”
Ojou-sama turned away with a hmph and began to groan. She was probably thinking about where she would want to go.
“Let’s do this then, we will go buy some ingredients, I want to learn how to cook from you, so, get permission to enter the girl’s dorm, okay?”
She isn’t even aware that she is basically inviting me in, but she doesn’t even think of it that way. She’s an idiot.
Nonchalantly inviting her lover to her bedroom like an idiot.
If I were to refuse this and explain myself, she would call me a pervert for thinking that way. I’m not a pervert. I refuse to be called a pervert when I’m only trying to protect her from myself.
That’s why I nodded. Stop thinking, just feel it, and try to make everything work somehow.
Since that little conversation of ours, apparently, I’ve been looking forward for the classes to end. I didn’t even realize that until Rona told me that I was humming a tune with a straight face in the middle of our classes
“You’ll be coming back late today, right?”
“Yes, I’ll be back after dinner.”
For some reason, Rona saluted me as a gesture to send me off as I picked up my luggage.
Ojou-sama is probably still waiting for me quietly in the classroom, I should quickly pick her up before Morton-senpai caught her.
If that woman going to stop our plan for today, I’ll be annoyed.
“Wait, Ashley Carlyle!”
I’ll also be annoyed if someone other than my master called me out with that commanding tone.
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