Chapter 684 Dorothy’s Patience ★
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
(Helena’s View)
After I left the big glass house where the plants grow, I waited in my room for Mr. Hiroya. The mark on my belly felt warm, like little waves of fire moving inside me, getting stronger.
But since the afternoon, I kept thinking about Ms. Martina. She looked sad, her eyes full of feelings she tried to hide. I felt something soft and kind for her, like her sadness was special.
I heard Mr. Hiroya wanted to meet Ms. Kazumi and Ms. Rena tonight. I wanted to keep Ms. Martina safe.
”First, please love Ms. Martina,” I said quietly, feeling strong inside.
Then I told Mr. Hiroya to love me fully too, with all my heart and soul, until I felt like I melted in his arms.
(To feel calm and ready for Mr. Hiroya, I thought I should take a bath.)
I took my clothes and walked softly to the bathroom.
* * *
At the door, Uu, the wolf-girl maid, said happily, “The men just finished their bath~,” so the time was just right.
Inside the warm, steamy room, I washed my body carefully. The soft sponge slid on my skin, and the warm mark on my belly sent tiny pulses inside me.
I slowly got into the big, warm bath. The hot water hugged my skin like a soft blanket, making me feel calm.
The mark on my belly shined brighter than before, like it was alive. Its light woke a quiet wish inside me, warm and sweet.
But the warm water helped calm my strong feelings a little.
(Ms. Martina… maybe Mr. Hiroya is caring for her now…♡)
That thought made my heart warm. It wasn’t jealousy or anger, just happy feelings. Imagining Ms. Martina with Mr. Hiroya filled me with soft joy.
* * *
”Big Brother Hiroya, it feels so good ♡♡ Ahh, aah…♡♡ My whole heart, full of your kindness ♡♡ Big Brother Hiroya, you make me happy ♡♡”
Just as I touched the door handle after my bath, I heard a soft, teasing voice from Ms. Martina’s room next door.
The house was strong and quiet, but my sharp Elven ears caught that sweet voice.
I listened closely. Martina’s gentle sounds were like soft honey in my ears.
(Should I cast ‘Soundproof’ so I don’t hear them?)
I walked into my room, thinking that, and sat on the bed. The scene in the next room filled my mind.
I listened harder and heard Mr. Hiroya’s low, calm voice — maybe in his strong battle form — and Ms. Martina’s deep, happy sounds, as if I was watching them.
The sounds of moving, skin touching, and Martina’s soft joy touched my heart. My body, calm after the bath, started feeling warm again.
My tattoo pulsed, calling for Mr. Hiroya. Without thinking, my hand went to my secret place, softly stroking my skin. A warm feeling stuck to my fingers.
(Mr. Hiroya… tonight too, so strong and kind…♡)
The sounds next door got louder. Ms. Martina’s voice was louder, and Mr. Hiroya’s low voice answered.
My fingers moved bolder.
I took off my thin night clothes, leaving only soft underwear on my skin, and began making myself feel calm on the bed, moving a little.
(I want Mr. Hiroya to love me soon…♡ I want to give him all my feelings…♡)
Listening to the next room, I pressed my fingers gently. My tattoo glowed bright, and the warmth inside pulled me into a deep calm.
* * *
Even after hearing Ms. Martina’s happy sounds many times, the soft noises and Mr. Hiroya’s low voice kept going, making my heart beat faster.
The tattoo pulsed wildly, warmth spreading inside me, flooding my body.
Even while touching myself softly, the feelings grew stronger, and my wish for Mr. Hiroya squeezed my chest tight.
(This is not enough… I want Mr. Hiroya’s warmth closer…♡)
With that thought, I reached the bedside table. I opened the drawer and saw some magic tools resting quietly.
I picked a special toy shaped like Mr. Hiroya — a tool that made my heart tremble just holding it.
Its surface was smooth and warm, like he was really here.
I held it carefully and sat up on the bed with my knees pulled close.
My night clothes were off, just underwear left on my skin.
My tattoo glowed stronger in the dim room, pulsing with my feelings.
Holding the magic toy, its weight and shape reminded me of Mr. Hiroya’s strong presence, making my chest burn.
(Mr. Hiroya… you make me feel this way now… ♡)
From next door, Ms. Martina’s sounds grew louder and more needing.
Moved by the noise, I shifted my underwear and pressed the magic toy softly against my private spot.
The cool but warm touch on my wetness sent a sharp feeling up my back.
”Mm… ♡” I whispered, my body twitching.
My tattoo glowed bright, sending warmth matching the magic toy.
Slowly, I moved the tool, tracing my inside gently.
My juices flowed more, making the feeling soft and deep, stronger than fingers.
”Ah… Mr. Hiroya… ♡” I whispered, closing my eyes.
I pictured him clearly — his gentle eyes, strong arms, grown body, and warm, loving gaze.
I lost myself in the dream that he was here, holding me.
Pushing the tool deeper, its size filled me, taking my breath away.
”Nnn… ♡ So deep, ah…!”
My voice came out, my body arching back.
With my tattoo’s pulse, the magic tool started to vibrate softly on its own, as if copying Mr. Hiroya’s movements, touching me sweetly and strong.
(Wh-why!? Ah ♡♡ Right there ♡♡)
Surprised by the shaking, the soft, uneven vibrations brought waves of calm pleasure.
The magic tool’s moves made my mind go blank.
(Mr. Hiroya, more… make me feel better… ♡)
* * *
With Ms. Martina’s happy sounds mixing nearby, I moved the magic tool in and out slowly but surely.
Each pull was wet with honey-like juices, filling the quiet room with soft, wet sounds.
The tool touched deep places fingers could not reach.
A warm heat spread in my core, melting me from inside.
”Haa, nnn…♡ Hiroya-saan…!” I called out softly, giving in to waves of calm.
My tattoo shone bright, like a mirror of my feelings.
With each vibration rising, joy poured from inside and spread through my body.
My mind filled only with thoughts of Mr. Hiroya.
Ms. Martina’s cries and Mr. Hiroya’s deep voice mixed in my ears, making it feel like they were right there, loving.
”Ah, nnn…♡♡ Mr. Hiroya, I want… to feel it too… with you…♡♡” I breathed, unable to stop myself.
Pushing the magic tool deeper, the tip reached my inside.
Strong feelings flooded my body, my skin heated, sweat forming, and I held the sheets tight.
As the big wave hit, my tattoo flared like a bright light.
I called his name.
”Mr.♡♡♡ Hiroya…♡♡♡”
My body shook hard, arching back.
The feeling was so strong my mind went blank.
My hand holding the magic tool trembled.
My hips moved upward.
Sticky honey dripped down my back.
I gasped and collapsed onto the bed.
The next room’s sounds kept going, soft and strong, stirring my heart more.
(Mr. Hiroya… come fast, come to me…♡ This warm, aching body… I want you to take it…♡)
Wrapped in my tattoo’s afterglow, I closed my eyes, dreaming of our meeting.
I thought about the magic tool’s strange behavior, maybe linked to my belly tattoo.
(Did it… listen to the magic power from the tattoo?)
Before, when Mr. Hiroya touched here, his strength and care grew.
Maybe the tool, made in his shape and powered by magic, was affected by the tattoo.
(More than that… this wild wish… only Mr. Hiroya can calm it──)
My thoughts filled with feelings again.
I got out of bed and walked toward the door.
Notes:
• Helena – Former noble lady of the Buettner family, now a current leader of Hip-Rose. Traumatized by the murder of her mentor Renate’s grandparents and Renate’s sacrifice to save her from Baron Foct, Deborah, Delro, and Cougar. Unintentionally killed them in a rage using ‘Herculean Strength’ magic. Now dedicated to ‘Rose Hip’ and deeply loyal to Hiroya, with whom she shares a passionate relationship
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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