Chapter 25 : Aftermath

The spotlight hit Schiller; in front of him were towering crowds.
“Schiller von Eisenhardt, the Yuri Garden will lawfully issue your second verdict…”

“Defendant, not only did you not resist last night, but you even tried to turn the tables and act as the host. Do you confess your guilt?”

“I was forced! I was forced! I was forced, damn it!” Schiller spread his hands, shouting at the crowd.

“So, how does it feel?”

“… (Deafening silence)”

“The defendant is sentenced to the eternal impossibility of Yuri blooming around them.”

“I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you!” Schiller’s eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled desperately.

“!”

He abruptly opened his eyes.

“The familiar ceiling…”

‘I feel like I had a terrible dream.’

It was his familiar bedroom, the place where he had been “counting stains on the ceiling” last night.

‘I remember last night, I felt like I fell asleep in the bathroom…’

“Ah! My clothes!”

His clothes had been changed at some point.

“‘What kind of nonsense is ‘men and women working together make light work’?” Schiller gritted his teeth.

Sheryl was simply a monster, with that excessively vigorous energy, and those gentle little hands, and the feeling of her whispering in his ear.

‘I never want to experience that again…’

‘As a man, to be utterly useless…’

‘My showing of weakness midway only intensified Sheryl’s sadism.’

“Helpless! I am truly too helpless!”

Sheryl’s overly powerful physique and experience were not just differences in level.

It was also the result of long-term training.

“No, I didn’t do anything… I didn’t do anything… I didn’t do anything…”

“Last night was just a nightmare of mine. In reality, it was Sheryl and Celia or Aileen blooming Yuri flowers. How could I possibly remember it wrong?!”

“I’m still a virgin (confirmed).”

He clenched his fists:

“I must get stronger quickly!”

Knock, knock.

“Young Master, are you awake?”

As if hearing his mumbling, Celia pushed the door open and walked in.

Seeing his beloved maid’s familiar face, his tear ducts couldn’t help but loosen.

“Waaah, Celia! I! I don’t…”

‘Wait, if I tell her that Sheryl took my first time, that might be bad.’

Roughly, it would go something like this:

“Sheryl took my first time.”

“What?! I’ll report this to the master!”

‘No, it’s very bad!’

‘Let this secret rot in my stomach. When I’m buried, I’ll write on my tombstone: “I will never speak, even in death!”’

“? Young Master, what’s wrong? What happened last night?”

Celia looked at him gently, but her gaze always felt like it had a deeper meaning.

“No, nothing…”

‘Sorry, Celia! This is the one thing I can’t say!’

Speaking of which, she must have come to tidy up the room while he was asleep.

‘He was too defenseless.’

“Ah, the coffee…”

That drugged coffee hasn’t been dealt with yet!

“Coffee? Young Master, you spilled it on the floor. I’ve already cleaned it up.”

“Celia! You, you’re truly… I’m touched!”

The physical evidence had disappeared. No matter what others said, there was no evidence anyway.

No evidence means innocent!

In fact, Celia also wanted to dispose of any physical evidence that would expose her tracks as soon as possible, so the two were perfectly aligned.

“By the way, how long have I been asleep? Has anyone visited?”

He was very concerned about Sheryl’s attitude afterward. If she went back on her word, he’d be finished!

After all, in this world, what was looked at first, besides gender, was class.

“It’s been a full day. Lady Sheryl did come to see you. Did you do something exhausting?”

“Ah, I practiced my sword a bit.” Schiller made a hacking motion.

“Practiced sword? You… alone?”

“Yes, yes, alone. How could there be a second person? Don’t make such terrible jokes.” Schiller activated his long-unused rapid-fire speech.

“Did, did she say anything?”

“Hmm… who?”

Celia occasionally had a spacey side, specifically she could barely remember what others said, especially women.

She tilted her head, trying hard to recall.

“Did that insect say anything?…” Her voice was as tiny as a mosquito’s buzz, not reaching Schiller’s ears.

“Hmm… I don’t remember, but Lady Sheryl did chat with the Master.”

“Phew… looks like it’s fine.”

From Sheryl’s state last night, she shouldn’t have simply been controlled by the drug.

After all, he was the passive one… No, nothing “actually happened” last night. Forget it.

Celia gently leaned in, her soft blue hair brushing against his earlobe, causing a ticklish sensation.

“Did Lady Sheryl upset you? Do you need me to… deal with her?”

“No, no, don’t keep saying ‘deal with’ things!”

“What a pity…”

She actually showed a genuinely regretful expression.

She gently bit Schiller’s ear:

“Did nothing really happen last night?”

Schiller shook his head like a rattle drum.

“How could it! Your young master is a man who will become a mage!”

“Mage…?”

“If you’re still a virgin at thirty, you’ll become a mage, you know.”

‘Does that mean in this world, I’ll actually become a mage?’

“Heh heh, Young Master, honestly…”

She reassuringly stroked Schiller’s head:

“You won’t, Young Master.” Her blue pupils emitted a seductive glow.

“Cough, cough!”

A deliberate cough came from the doorway.

Schiller stood up. Aileen stood at the door, her face flushed with shyness.

Their recent conversation seemed to have been overheard.

“Lady Celia, business, business!”

“Got it, Aileen.”

Aileen looked shyly at Celia, clutching the hem of her skirt, unwilling to meet Schiller’s eyes.

‘What’s going on?! Could it be… could it be!’

‘Could it be that the Yuri flowers have finally bloomed?! Celia X Aileen… my long-suffered humiliation was not in vain!’

‘Celia is the top, Aileen is the bottom… No, could it unexpectedly be the other way around too?’

‘Approved! I, Schiller, will invest in this project.’

“Young Master, your drool…”

“Waaah, I agree, I totally agree!”

“Is that so? You don’t have any hesitation at all…”

Celia’s voice gradually darkened.

“Do you think I, I can be replaced by just anyone?!”

Her voice was tinged with a wounded agitation.

‘Huh, what’s going on… It feels like we’re not talking about the same thing.’

“No, Celia, of course you can’t be replaced by just anyone. You are my one-of-a-kind maid. Of course I sincerely wish for your happiness!”

“So, I will unconditionally support all your actions.”

“Is, is that so… I’m sorry, Young Master, I misunderstood you.”

“Don’t say it like I’m getting married. No matter what, I will continue to work hard for Young Master.”

She pouted charmingly, leaning closer to Schiller and poking his head with her hand.

‘No marriage?’ (Disappointed face)

Celia bowed deeply in their direction. She beckoned, signaling Aileen to enter the room.

Then, she spoke as if delivering a verdict.

“From today onwards, Aileen will be your personal maid.”

She bit her lip, as if saying something difficult to utter.

“Please, please give me guidance, ow!”

The girl bit her tongue from being too nervous.

‘She’s cute, a clumsy maid is cute, but…’

“Huh?”

“Then who’s going to make up for my missing Yuri?!”