Chapter 75-76—The Worried Vice-Captain and the Anxious Captain
I walked along a dark road, making my way from Lake Village back to the Elf Kingdom barracks.
My room was still the same shabby one tucked away at the far end of the basement. But since I had lived there for several years, including in my past life, I felt a sense of comfort the moment I stepped inside.
Evening had passed, and it was now night.
While the knights finished their work and settled into their rooms, I unpacked my things and immediately stepped back out into the hallway.
Since I had just returned from a dispatched mission, I wanted to report to my superior right away.
As I made my way to the director's office—Agnes's room—I noticed something unusual. Every time I passed a fellow Knight member in the hallway, they spoke to me first.
They asked if the trip had gone well, if it had been difficult, or if I'd had a hard time. These were questions I had never heard from them before.
I had a good idea why.
They probably assumed I had taken the mission because no one else wanted to be assigned as the guardian for the lord of the neighboring village, an elf known for her foul temperament.
Even when the ogre incident occurred, that lord's life had been saved because of me. Some of the others might have felt guilty for pretending not to know I was sent in their place. That guilt likely deepened as the debt from that incident weighed heavier on their conscience.
The shift in their attitude wasn't bad news for me. The hostility they used to show was starting to fade.
I didn't need to become close to any of them, but having a more peaceful relationship would certainly make things easier.
Knock… Knock…
"Come in."
Agnes's voice responded from inside when I knocked.
As I entered, I saw she wasn't alone. There was already a guest in the room.
"Vice-captain?"
"Ah, Dayke."
While the vice-captain greeted me with her usual flat tone, Agnes stood up from her chair in surprise and quickly approached me.
"Dayke, you're back! Are you hurt anywhere?"
She scanned my face and body carefully, clearly worried something might have happened.
Once she was sure I was fine, she let out a small sigh of relief.
"It looks like nothing happened. I'm really glad."
"Yeah, everything went fine. If you two have things to discuss, go ahead. I just came to file my report, so I can come back later."
As soon as I said that, the vice-captain stood up.
"No need. We were just finishing up tomorrow's training schedule. Captain, I'll take my leave. We can talk later."
"Ah, alright. See you tomorrow."
After exchanging farewells, the vice-captain left the room.
"Are you really okay? I hope I didn't stop you two from talking about something important."
"She was about to leave anyway. You don't need to worry."
Before I could say more, Agnes suddenly hesitated. Her words trailed off.
For a brief second, I was confused. But then I noticed the blush spreading across both her cheeks and quickly understood.
"Dayke…"
Now that we were alone, her gaze softened. Her eyes grew slightly teary.
With a shy tone and eyes fixed on my dick, she spoke again.
"You've been gone for three days… Don't you feel stuffy down there?"
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[POV Change]
One of the many rooms inside the knights' barracks.
After taking a shower, an elf sat quietly naked on the bed.
It was Rize—Agnes' devoted subordinate and the vice-captain of the knights.
"Whoa…"
Whenever her thoughts became overwhelming, she had a habit of either taking a walk or stepping into the shower.
Now that she had just come out of the shower meant something was weighing heavily on her mind—something she couldn't easily talk about with anyone else.
Even so, the tension on her face remained. The shower hadn't eased her burden.
What troubled her was none other than the relationship between Agnes and Dayke.
Although Rize had accepted their words—that they were lovers—and agreed to continue serving alongside them in the same order, her heart was still tangled in confusion.
Love.
Not between two humans, but between a human and an elf.
And this was the same captain who had never shown interest in anything beyond the knights themselves.
It had been a while since she first heard about their relationship.
But for Rize, who had followed Agnes with unwavering loyalty since joining the knights, it was a truth that remained difficult to accept.
Still, she couldn't reject it outright, nor could she bring herself to question it.
Fine had said it was love, not mere desire.
Just as Fine described, nothing had changed. The atmosphere among the knights, including Agnes and Dayke, remained calm and undisturbed.
By now, those two…
She could easily imagine what might be happening in the room where the two were alone together.
She had seen Agnes show signs of loneliness more than once during the three days Dayke had been away.
They were probably constantly bumping into each other's bodies to relieve the longing they have been holding in for so long.
"…"
Rize remembered that day.
The day when Dayke and Agnes passed through the barracks hallway at night.
The two didn't notice, but Rize was peeking at them through the crack in the slightly opened door.
Dayke and Agnes were touching each other's bodies secretly while the members were asleep. Moreover, Agnes was enjoying the touch even though she was embarrassed.
Even though she already knew about their relationship, as the vice-captain she couldn't shake off the memory of what she had witnessed that day.
What lingered most in her mind was the expression on her leader's face—an expression of genuine happiness as he touched or sucked her breasts.
"Does it feel that good?"
The question crossed her mind before she even noticed.
Curiosity suddenly stirred within her.
What could it possibly feel like to melt the heart of someone as strong and unshakable as their captain?
As her thoughts wandered to him, her hand—which had been resting on the bed—began to move upward slowly, almost unconsciously.
Then, like the scene she saw in the hallway that day, her hand began to massage her chest.
'… I don't feel anything.'
No matter how much she touched her tits, she only felt a soft sensation…nothing more.
The sensation wasn't much different from touching her own thigh or forearm.
In the end, her curiosity about what had stirred the leader's heart only deepened.
"Does it feel different when it's someone you love who touches you?"
She caught herself in the thought and quickly shook her head.
"No, that's enough. I don't need to handle this on my own. I just need to sleep."
Determined to push aside the questions that had no answers, Rize changed into her pajamas.
But even as she lay in bed and tried to force herself to sleep, she couldn't stop thinking about Agnes' joyful face as she rested in Dayke's arms.
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[MC POV]
"You've been away for three days. Isn't it stuffy down there?"
Agnes asked as soon as the vice-captain left the room. She was more explicit than ever. Her eyes were fixed on my crotch, and her breathing was becoming rough.
It had only been three days, but she felt like a woman who had been starving for three years. Seeing her like that brought out my playful side and made me want to tease her more.
"That's right. It's a bit frustrating."
"Really? Then...!"
"As soon as I arrived at the castle, I couldn't shower because I had to come here. I need to wash it first."
Agnes's shoulders, which had brightened, soon slumped.
"Shh… You mean shower..."
'It's only been three days. Was it really that long? If you can't hold back, at least masturbate.'
The moment I had that thought, I remembered the promise she had made before leaving for Lake Village.
"So, did you keep your promise?"
"Yeah, that's right. No matter how much I thought about your body, I didn't masturbate."
I said that as a joke before I went on a mission, but I never thought she would actually keep it.
I feel proud not only because she missed me so much, but also because she had to endure not masturbating because of a promise.
Still, a part of me wanted to see that flustered look on Agnes's face again. So, even though I noticed the sincerity in her eyes, I pretended not to and spoke casually.
"That's right, good job."
"...Is that it?" she asked, sounding slightly let down.
I continued, acting as if I hadn't noticed her disappointment.
"Since I'm here, can I wash here? Want to wash together?"
At that, her ears perked up with interest.
"Yes!" she replied eagerly.
We went into the bathroom naked.
Since it was designed for one person, it was a bit cramped for two.
Agnes would have expected me to embrace her in this place, but I was now possessed by the oblivious male protagonist in the novel, and I wanted to irritate her even more.
"Come on, let's take a quick shower."
"..."
Agnes couldn't take her eyes off my body.
To be exact, she was looking at my firmly erect dick.
"D-Dayke. Is that okay? You look very frustrated..."
Honestly, it was frustrating. I worked hard while I was deployed, but I didn't use my dick there.
Because of that, even if I pretended not to worry about my upper body, it was hard to hide how energetic my lower body was.
Still, I played it off, intending to play a prank on the other person.
"It's okay. Normally, it grows as it pleases."
"I see."
Agnes might have wanted to beg for sex right away, but she was clearly fighting the urge.
Because of the guilt she carried from her past life and the wrongs she had done to me, I held the upper hand. In a way, she was in a position similar to a sex slave—so she believed it would be inappropriate to make the first move.
I found the inner struggle between her reason and desire rather amusing.
"I'll use the shower first."
I gently moved in front of her and began to wash my body.
She stared intently at my body and my occasionally throbbing dick. She was so focused that she couldn't hide her gaze. In fact, she was swallowing her saliva.
Meanwhile, I rinsed my soapy body again and turned the shower head toward her.
"I'll wash you, too."
"What? Dayke, it's okay. I'll do it myself... Aahhh!"
Agnes flinched when I sprayed water on her and rubbed it in with my soapy hands.
Continuing my act of being a clueless man, I put a lot of soapy foam on my hands and rubbed it onto her breasts.
"Dayke, wait...Aahhh!"
Each time my fingers brushed her nipples, her brown body shook in pleasure.
As I touched her breasts from behind, my erect dick was touching her back. Agnes seemed helpless, as if she were being stung.
"I won't. If I touch it now, it'll go away. Hmm..."
"I usually wash my clothes often, so I have to keep them clean."
As I concentrated the soap on her breasts, her nipples stood out completely.
When her breathing became increasingly rough and her body heated up, I took my hand away.
"Haa... ♥ Haa... ♥ Why don't you do more...?"
"Now I have to wash other places, too."
"Okay..."
She was disappointed, but she couldn't bring herself to talk to me.
After showering, I left the bathroom. My body must have become cleaner; the atmosphere was perfect for a relationship like this.
Agnes sensed this and gave me an expectant look. Unfortunately, I wanted to continue the prank a little longer.
"I'm tired, so I should sleep now."
"Are you tired? Then there's nothing we can do..."
"Well, I don't have any clothes to change into. It's a hassle to go back to the room, so I guess I'll just sleep like this. Let's sleep together, Agnes."
I took her by the hand and pulled her into my blanket.
I put a pillow under her arm, pressed her body close to mine, and pretended to fall asleep.
"…Dayke?"
"…"
Even though she called me out of regret, she stayed calmly in my arms, not moving for fear of waking me up.
Just as I could barely stop the corners of my mouth from rising, I heard a voice again.
"Are you really sleeping...?"
"... "
"It's too much. It's really too much, Dayke. I've held back for so long because I wanted you to fuck me. How many times have I held back from masturbating to keep my promise?"
As she confessed her feelings in a voice full of disappointment, she gently touched my dick under the blanket.
"You showed me this and then teased my tits and left me alone to fall asleep. What should I do then?"
I was holding back, but my patience reached its limit when a soft hand touched my cock.
I had seen enough of her frustration by this point, so I opened her mouth with satisfaction.
"Did you want to have sex?"
"Dayke?! Are you awake?"
"If you want to fuck, let's fuck."
Startled, she removed her hand from my dick and muttered.
"Yeah, but the escort job wasn't easy. Since you came back right away, you haven't had a chance to rest. Besides, I'm not in a position to ask you to do whatever I want just because I feel like it..."
She couldn't say this directly, but it seemed like I was asleep, so she let her frustration slip out.
She didn't show it, but I didn't realize she had this side to her.
"Then maybe we shouldn't sleep but have sex."
"Really? But you are tired..."
"Agnes, you are my sex slave. So I will rest, and you will do the moving."
"Dayke..."
Her eyes sparkled with anticipation as she looked at me.
She was probably the only elf in the land who was happy to hear that she was my sex slave.
I also couldn't bear her earnest expression anymore, so I took off the blanket covering us.