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Chapter 52: The Proud Maid Gives a Lesson (2) 

After washing Yekaterina’s back, I left the bath. 

Soon after, I ate breakfast with the newly woken Petunia and Senya, and then asked the two of them to help with my training in the gym. 

Since one is one of the Three Knights, and the other is considered equal in skill, I couldn’t let this opportunity go to waste. 

“Ugh, training, what a pain.” 

“I don’t have anything else to do, so I can help, right?” 

“…Well, unless the lord gives orders, most days are pretty free.” 

Fortunately, Petunia agreed to train me despite her laziness. 

We headed to the gym together, and as we arrived, Petunia let out a big yawn and asked, 

“So, what do you want me to teach you?” 

“Hmm, I wonder what would be good to learn.” 

I’d already learned how to use mana from Helia, and how to use my body in actual combat from Martina. 

So, if I were going to learn, I wanted to pick up something different from those two. Among Petunia’s skills, what would be best? Now that I think of it, she showed a lot of techniques during her match. 

“Could you teach me some kind of special technique?” 

“Technique?” 

“You know, the thing where you disappeared during the match.” 

“Disappear… you mean like this?” 

At my words, Petunia tapped the ground lightly with her toes. Mana rippled around her, and she vanished from my sight. 

Then pop! pop pop! sand splattered in several spots across the gym. 

Finally, she appeared on the opposite side of the large training area, far from me. 

“A-amazing, Lady Petunia. As expected of the Three Knights…” 

“Eh, this is basic stuff.” 

Senya sounded impressed; Petunia played it down as nothing. 

Petunia strolled lazily back toward me. 

“Now you try.” 

“…What?” 

“The thing I just showed you. After seeing it, you should more or less get how it works, right?” 

“How is that even a reasonable request?” 

Seeing is believing, but it happened in a flash how was I supposed to learn just by watching? 

“If you’re going to teach, you should explain how to control mana, how the stance works, stuff like that…” 

“Ugh, going into that much detail is a pain.” 

What a hopelessly lazy girl. 

Still, I couldn’t just let it go, so Petunia reluctantly waved her hand and gave a half-hearted explanation. 

“So, you know, like this… focus strength on your feet, like swoosh, the mana gathers, then step in the direction you want to go, and bang~ you move like that…” 

“How am I supposed to get it from that?” 

“Sheesh, this is why some people don’t get anywhere. They always say they can’t before even trying. No wonder you never improve.” 

Yeah, must be nice to be a genius like her. 

Still, she had a point complaining before even attempting it wasn’t right. 

With some reluctance, I did as Petunia said, stepped forward, and focused my strength on my legs. 

I gathered mana in both legs and tried moving in the direction I wanted… 

 Whoosh! Bang! 

A burst of energy erupted under my legs and shot my body forward. For an instant, everything was a blur, and I crashed to the ground, unable to handle the speed. 

“Cough…” 

“Aid! Are you all right?” 

“Yeah, I’m fine.” 

With Senya’s help, I got up and looked at my legs. 

I couldn’t control it yet, but now I had an idea of how it felt. Seeing it a hundred times couldn’t compare to actually trying it I learned that firsthand. 

“Swoosh, bang… I think I just need a bit more practice. Senya, could you help me with my posture and mana flow?” 

“Ah, sure.” 

With Senya’s guidance, I focused on replicating Petunia’s technique. 

By midday  

 Whoosh! Bang! 

Following each step Petunia described, my body was able to move across the entire gym in the blink of an eye. 

“I did it!” 

“Amazing, Aid, to follow Lady Petunia’s technique in such a short time!” 

“Well, it’s only thanks to your coaching.” 

Honestly, if I was working alone, there’s no way I would’ve figured it out this fast. 

Satisfied, I walked over to Petunia, who had watched the whole process. 

“Petunia.” 

“Uh, huh?” 

Petunia looked at me wide-eyed, as if she’d seen something unexpected. 

I spoke my honest feelings. 

“Thanks. Thanks to you, I learned a valuable technique.” 

“Oh, um…well, sure. No problem.” 

She replied, surprisingly flustered, blushing and lowering her head as if she was a bit embarrassed. 

Was it unexpected I’d pick up her technique? Or just not used to being thanked? 

“Um…” 

Then, Petunia awkwardly shifted her weight and offered, 

“Want me to teach you other techniques too? I know a bunch, not just that one.” 

“Other ones?” 

“Yeah, not that I’m interested just because you picked up on talent like mine or anything. I’m just bored and have free time, so…” 

Bored, she says. 

That doesn’t fit the usual lazy narrative, but her willingness to help me train was more than welcome. 

“Sure, I’m counting on you today, Sensei.” 

“S-sensei?” 

“You’re teaching me, so that makes you my master. Unless you don’t like it?” 

“…No, you can call me what you want.” 

She grumbled reluctantly, then resumed coaching. 

Her explanations were vague and awkward, but thanks to Senya’s support, I quickly got the hang of things and learned a bunch of new techniques. 

When it was time to take a break  

“Oh, ohhh, ohhhh…♥” 

Now Petunia was straddling me, bouncing on my hips, moaning, and demanding an explanation. 

“Ahn, oh…w-what the hell? Why are we suddenly having sex again…?” 

“Well, it wouldn’t be fair if I was the only one learning. Gotta teach you sex skills, too.” 

“I don’t need that…♥” 

“Then why are you working your hips so hard? Should I help?” 

“N-no, you don’t have to…” 

 Slap slap slap slap. 

“Oh, oh, ooh, ohh~♥” 

I grabbed her hips and pushed her into climax. Her tight pussy clenched even harder, spurring me on to pound her small body with more energy. 

“Our Petunia is not just a genius, she’s got a gifted sex drive too. Squeezing me so tight like a monster pussy.” 

“Heh, heuu, haaang…♥” 

“Uh, Aid, me too…” 

“Yeah, once I’m done with Petunia, I’ll take care of you too, Senya.” 

Thus, more sex, more training, quick rounds whenever there was time… 

Repeating that routine, by sundown, Petunia was completely exhausted, slung over Senya’s back at the front door, whining, 

“Ueee… no more sex… My brain’s breaking, I think I’m losing my mind…♥” 

“Ahaha, Lady Petunia must be really tired. I’ll take her back, so you get some rest.” 

“Yeah, see you next time.” 

With Petunia on her back, Senya left. 

Alone in the entry hall, I turned for my bedroom, my body heavy with fatigue but feeling proud after such a rewarding day. 

“...Master.” 

Then, a shadow stepped in front of me. 

Silhouetted by the sunset, it was a familiar face. 

“Oh, Yekaterina.” 

“Heading to bed?” 

“Yeah, I worked hard today in training.” 

“Training…” 

Yekaterina trailed off, gazing intently at me. 

When I looked at her, puzzled, she pressed further: 

“For someone just training, you seem pretty worn out. This morning too…I’d say those two knights really worked you over.” 

“...Worked me over?” 

“In the arena, not just those two, but the others too. For starving women, men aren’t always treated kindly.” 

Worked over… why is she putting it that way? 

Could Yekaterina think I was the one being dominated by Senya and Petunia today? 

Worse yet, does she think Helia, Martina, or the matches in the arena were all me being forced? 

“Uh, maybe there’s a misunderstanding…” 

“Master.” 

She cut me off and quietly made a request: 

“Could you visit my room at midnight tonight?” 

“What?” 

“Don’t tell anyone. Just come alone. I have something confidential to tell you.” 

After saying what she wanted, she turned and disappeared down the hall. 

Come visit her room alone, at midnight? Does she mean what I think she means? That tonight, she wants to sleep with me? 

Gulp. 

Well, looking back, there were signs. She came into the bath this morning, showed me her naked back… 

And if my type is popular with women in this world, it wouldn’t be weird even if she’s interested. 

If that’s the case, I certainly have no reason to refuse. 

“Hoo, all right.” 

At midnight, I slipped through the mansion, careful not to be seen, and reached Yekaterina’s chamber in the basement. 

It was, location-wise, the most secluded place in the mansion. Kind of strange for the head butler to hide away somewhere so solitary but that would make it easier to hook up. 

“Yekaterina, can I come in?” 

How much time passed after I knocked? 

The door slowly opened, and a hand reached out, grabbing me and yanking me inside. 

I couldn’t even resist I was pulled in and tossed onto the floor. 

“Gehk!!” 

What the an intruder? 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to manhandle you, but under the circumstances…” 

No, the voice was Yekaterina’s. Reserved as always, but the atmosphere was heavier than by day. 

And her appearance was nothing like the dignified maid I knew. 

“Y-Yekaterina? That look…” 

“I’m not surprised you’re shocked. These horns, this tail… they must be something a human like you finds very strange.” 

No, that wasn’t it. I was shocked by her muscular body hidden by her maid uniform and the revealing “slingshot” like outfit. 

“Well, now that I’m showing my true self, let me introduce myself again.” 

Clad in the so-called “slingshot” suit, she looked down at where I had fallen and continued: 

“Let me introduce myself. I am Hecate, former general of the Demon King’s Army, and now a leader of the resistance an underground group formed from the remnants of the Demon King’s destroyed army.” 

“Hecate? Not Yekaterina?” 

“That was just my disguise among humans. By infiltrating as a servant under that wicked lord, I was able to make contact with someone like you.” 

“Uh, wait. I really don’t get what is all this?” 

 Crash!! 

She slammed her hand into the wall next to me, cracks spidering from the impact. 

The muscles bulging in her arm made veins stand out. 

“Aidrian. Being toyed with by that despicable lord and her knights, you have my sympathy. So here is my offer.” 

Feeling the dangerous energy, I listened as she went on: 

“Won’t you join our resistance, and help us purify this corrupt kingdom?” 

I didn’t know the whole story, but her “offer” didn’t exactly feel optional it sounded more like a threat than a request.