Volume 1 Chapter 11-2 Elf Sister And A One-Night Lover Contract I♡
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
(It’s been over ten years since I met this guy.)
Aliona thought as she watched the Azraelian young man sitting across from her, sipping diluted wine.
It was already late at night.
After bringing food for Kian, she had quickly tidied up the underground workshop and set up a makeshift dining table.
Aliona sat on the long sofa against the wall, while Kian sat in the chair on the opposite side of the table.
She clasped her hands on the table and smiled brightly.
”I’m sorry for the leftovers.”
”No, it’s very delicious.”
”Really? I’m glad. Why don’t you drink more wine? Wine is an important source of nutrition.”
”…Yes, then I’ll take you up on that.”
She reached for the bottle to pour more wine but accidentally bumped into his bony hand, quickly pulling her hand back in surprise.
”I’m sorry.”
”N-no, it’s fine.”
She shook her head with a forced smile.
However, her hand unconsciously rested in front of her ample chest, and she gently stroked the back of the hand that had bumped into his.
Aliona was flustered by the earlier moment.
(This guy said he wanted to express his feelings to me.)
She thought about what would happen if he succeeded in the dangerous quest and earned silver coins.
The serious and shy Kian had said that.
(He fell in love with someone like me… an old leftover.)
Aliona felt a pang of guilt in her heart.
If she were an adventurer, thought she wouldn’t be seen as a romantic interest while working as a herbalist in such a rural monastery.
She even built a dusty workshop next to the communal graveyard──wouldn’t most people want to avoid that? Besides, Sophia must have plenty of younger, passionate, beautiful girls around.
There must have been chances to bond with someone during adventures.
Even if she has no connection with female colleagues, she would surely admire high-class courtesans.
Or perhaps she could direct her affection towards a delicate princess from the East End.
The romance between adventurers and noblewomen is a familiar theme in the poems sung by bards.
(But why me?)
Above all, confusion loomed large.
If she went on a quest and died, it would be too unsettling.
(… Kian is still so young. He would be better off marrying a regular… tavern girl. As an elf, I can’t easily have children, and I can’t grow old together with him. He should take on safe jobs, work seriously within his limits, earn just enough to live, and find a lovely bride to be happy with.)
Thinking this, Aliona brought the wine glass to her lips to fill the heavy silence.
”Ms. Aliona.”
”Eh? Y-yes. What is it?”
”Aren’t you drinking too much?”
Kian, wearing glasses and exuding an intellectual vibe, said this while averting his gaze.
It seemed his eyes were directed toward Aliona’s ample chest resting on the table──
(Was he looking at my chest…?)
Her face flushed hot.
Having lived long enough, she masked her embarrassment with a graceful smile.
Casually shielding her chest, she nodded.
”Yeah, I’ll be fine since I’ll cast a magic to break down the alcohol.”
Still, it was hot, and she fanned the hem of her habit.
Suddenly, she felt a strong urge to urinate.
”…I’ll step out for a moment.”
With that, Aliona smiled gently and left the underground workshop for the stairs.
The night’s chill rushed to her cheeks, and her alcohol-clouded thoughts began to clear a bit.
She considered using a magic to sober up but didn’t feel like returning to her sober self, so she ultimately decided against it.
(This is bad. Elves are weak to poison. They’re also weak to alcohol. I should cast a magic to break it down, but I want to stay drunk a little longer.)
Aliona didn’t have a complete lack of desire to get married.
She had a fiancé.
But when she was young and full of life, she had run away from the closed-off elf village.
She hadn’t seen anyone from the village since, and her conversion to the Western Church, which she used as an excuse to leave, caused her to miss her chance at marriage.
The church didn’t specifically forbid marriage, but the knowledge of herbalism and the fieldwork of rituals from around the world that she gained there took away her youth.
Before she knew it, in this countryside, young nuns were calling her “mother” or “auntie”.
She was still trying to convince herself, “I’m still a woman,” but in terms of age, she was indeed an aunt.
”Hmm…”
Feeling reluctant to go to the restroom in the convent, she walked over to the irrigation canal flowing in front of the vineyard behind her.
Lifting the hem of her deep blue habit, she pulled her drawers down to her knees.
Her long, slender elf legs.
Yet her backside was plump and rounded.
Aliona frowned as she looked at her own groin.
(I need to take care of this soon.)
”…Hah.”
As she crouched by the canal, she tensed her lower abdomen.
A trickle of yellow urine began to flow from her deep pink area.
The stream gradually gained strength.
Shhh…
A breath escaped her lips, reminiscent of a pleasurable sensation.
As she crouched, her n**ples brushed against her habit, stirring her ripe body, but she decided not to think about it.
Once she finished urinating, she quickly cleaned herself and put her underwear back on.
Then, her sharp ears caught the sound of someone’s breathing.
That someone must have been trying to remain undetected.
Aliona pretended not to notice and began to cast a magic spell behind her──when suddenly, her nose caught a whiff of wine, and she turned around in confusion.
”Kian…”
”Ms. Aliona.”
Kian was standing very close, staring at her with bloodshot eyes like a beast.
”I-I’m sorry. I was just picking some flowers… I-I shouldn’t be doing this here. It’s embarrassing!”
Kian approached her silently.
Aliona hurriedly twisted her body to escape his grasp.
”I-I’ll be going back now. If you need to go, please do.”
”Wait for me, please!”
”…”
Her arm was grabbed, and she tried to push it away, but her body swayed due to the alcohol.
She was pulled by Kian’s arm.
When she realized it, she found herself nestled in the man’s sturdy chest.
”No, stop it, Kian!”
”I saw you peeing, Ms. Aliona. You looked so beautiful, crouching by the canal, exposing your golden-haired pussy.”
His muscular arm wrapped around her, crossing from her large breasts to her toned stomach.
His excited breath blew onto her pointed ears, peeking out from his wavy golden hair.
”You looked so sexy, like you were mast*ing.”
”…”
As he spoke, he grabbed her hand and led it to his crotch.
Her slender white fingers touched his hard, er*ct manhood.
(Ah… it’s so big!)
”Ms. Aliona, please, just this once, let me have you.”
”No, that’s not possible. I don’t feel anything for you, Kian.”
”But I want you. I want to love you so much that it burns in my chest!”
”…”
(What… what’s wrong with you, Kian? You’re being so passionate, it’s not like you at all.)
Suddenly, Aliona realized something.
He was certain he would die on his next job.
That’s why he had come to express his love so forcefully.
(Kian… you…)
”Aliona, I want you.”
”…”
(What should I do?)
They were not strangers.
They had been doing business together for ten years.
He was a serious and good man.
(If I reject him here, Kian might take on a difficult quest in despair. He might even consider it worth dying for. It might be better to give him a reason to come back…)
Aliona closed her eyes for a moment and exhaled.
”Just this once.”
She turned her head towards him and whispered.
”Just this once, but no kissing. I don’t love you as a man, and you might not be able to come back.”
She twisted her body and gently placed her hands on his muscular chest.
”Come back before the date changes… Until then, I will be yours.”
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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