Chapter 281 – Sylvian’s Tilting Heart

Freya, wanting to have sex all night, rose from her chair. She went up to her office where Sylvian was, as Freya left the restaurant and I suppressed her libido.

“Have you been waiting long?”

“No. You came earlier than I thought?”

“Um… According to your thoughts, how many minutes should I have come?”

“At least 30 minutes later.”

Sylvian held out three of his fingers and pressed her lips together. Experiencing his playful personality, it occurred to him that only Vischu had ruined Sylvian’s charm.

“Then I’ll be back in 30 minutes. Have some tea.”

“Ah…?”

Her closed lips parted slightly, and a bewildered sound came out.

“Ha ha! I’m not going…! Kkeup!”

“Don’t laugh… I didn’t expect that to come out of my mouth either…”

The longer we were together, the more I wanted to have Sylvian by my side. For a man like Bishuman, Sylvian was such a waste of money for her.

I wanted to slowly encroach on Sylvian so that her body and mind wanted me, not just Vishu.

“Whoa… My stomach hurts.”

“Why don’t you have a moderate dinner…”

“Dinner doesn’t seem to be a problem.”

Sylvian covered her cheeks with her hair, and she doubted whether she was indeed a married woman with a 20-year-old daughter.

Neither her youthful charm, nor her playful appearance, nor even the way she covered her face with her hair made it impossible for her to think of Sylvian as her married woman.

“I want to meet Sylvian-san’s friends too.”

“My friends?”

“Yeah, I wonder what Ms. Sylvian would be like when she was with her friends.”

“Um… I want to meet friends with Mr. Winter too, but I don’t have any friends for that.”

———————–
[Name: Sylvian]
– Age: 38
– Role: High Elf, Isilla’s mother
– Height: 170cm Weight: 53kg

– Likeability: 25 Excitement: 0

– Preferred Play: Breeding Press
– Special settings:
– My heart: I couldn’t meet you because of Bishuman…

– Target development figures
Bust : 48/100 Nipple : 55/100
Pussy: 50/100 Anal: 0/100
Clitoris: 35/100

– Subject’s special erogenous zone
Ears: 1/100
———————–

Sylvian, who was devoted to her household, could not afford to meet her friends. He was busy taking care of Bishman and Aishila, and when he had free time, there were no elves around.

Sylvian belonged to the elven village, but he did not belong among the elves in the village.

“Sorry for talking lightly.”

“No. It’s strange that I don’t have friends at my age.”

“Mr. Silvain, I don’t really have any friends either.”

“It’s better not to lie in front of me…”

It’s not a lie, it’s true that I don’t have any friends. There were only lovers and no one to call friends.

“I don’t have a single friend of the same sex I’m really close with.”

“But you still have Mr. Rune, right?”

“Lune is not a friend to me, but a lover.”

“Ah… That’s right. Friends and lovers are different again…”

Even to Sylvian, Bischman was not a friend. It was a rule that a relationship made of affection, not friendship, could not be a friend, and that there were no friends between men and women.

“So, Mr. Sylvian and I, let’s have a relationship between an employee and an employee.”

“Huh? I think the results are strange…!”

“Because of my values. There are no friends between men and women.”

“I agree with you, but isn’t it too businesslike…?”

“That’s why you can trust it. Contracts don’t lie.”

The distance with Sylvian, which was rapidly narrowing, widened again. Rather than the things that have already been caught, interest and greed arises in the things that are not to be caught.

I had to encourage Sylvian’s greed while remaining as an unfriendly being.

“Today, Sylvian-san taught Illina archery as promised.”

[Sylvian’s affinity decreases by 1.]

“You go right into work…”

Sylvian, who had been ostracized among the elves because of Vishuman, cherished her long-term relationship.

However, I continued to talk business-likely, and Sylvian’s favorability rating declined.

“Yes, that way I can help Sylvian-san as early as possible.”

[Sylvian’s affinity increases by 3.]

Talking about business affairs was one step back in order to take two steps forward. Sylvian, who had become sullen, gave a smile that made her feel better just by looking at it.

“Mr. Winter only chooses words that are pleasant to hear.”

“Hmm! Are you sarcastic about what happened in the basement?”

“No! That’s for both of us! So… That’s… Done! Let’s get over it!”

Silvian and I raising our voices in the basement was a past we wanted to forget. It was to the point where Sylvian, taken aback, even said to skip it.

“Isn’t it only good for me if you let go?”

“Of course, I hated Mr. Winter that day! But it wasn’t all Mr. Winter’s fault…!”

“It seems like Vishuman was drawn because I didn’t supply the ingredients…”

“It’s not Mr. Winter’s fault, it’s Geturus and Vischman’s fault..!”

Sylvian took my side, not Vischuman. It was the result of the combination of the heightened favorability and Bischman’s brutality.

“As expected, it’s right that the wrong guy gets cursed at, right?”

“Of course!”

“Then can you tell me what kind of help Mr. Sylvian needs? To insult a guy named Geturus.”

The last words, “To insult Geturus,” Pierced Sylvian’s ears. Sylvian hated only Vishu, but his priority was to deal with the public enemy Geturus.

“I need money…”

“Does Gethurs have Bishman’s money?”

“It’s not Bishman’s money, it’s my money.”

“Ah! Yes, Mr. Sylvian’s money is with Geturus.”

“That’s right. Bishman returned after handing over my money to Geturus.”

Sylvian expelled Bishman from the category of us and did not defend Bishman.

Sylvian, who was so devoted to Bishman that he seemed foolish even when he arrived at the Grand Duchess, disappeared.

Sylvian was recognized for his worth in the grand duke’s family and restored his confidence by teaching Ilina his archery skills.

“I don’t want to be harmed by Bishman’s fault.”

“You’ve finally been honest.”

“Yes, if I did something wrong, it’s okay if Geturus takes my house. But I don’t like having my house taken away because of Bishman’s fault.”

Sylvian was finally honest about her feelings. Sylvian didn’t want to suffer damage because of Vishuman, and the relationship that was bound by his affection was in sight.

“I’ll have to revise the contract.”

Sylvian, who had a place to rely on and stay, got away from Bischman, and I presented a new contract.

“I edited it in a hurry, but please read it.”

“I’ll check carefully.”

It was a contract in which Sylvian provided the amount he needed first and cut a certain amount of his weekly wage.

“By the way, Mr. Winter, is this contract indefinite?”

“It’s not a slave contract, so don’t look at it that way.”

“Slaves! I didn’t think so badly!”

“Don’t read from the deadline, read calmly from cover to cover.”

Surprised by the word slave, Sylvian fixed her eyes on the contract and read the text slowly.

As specified in the contract, Silvian’s contract is automatically terminated on the day the payment is paid in full.

[Sylvian’s affinity increases by 1.]

“I like it?”

“No. I don’t like it.”

An alarm window popped up saying that his favorability had risen, but Sylvian’s answer was unexpected.

“What don’t you like? Are the cuts too high?”

“The contract is due.”

“Yes?”

“Mr. Winter, I want to work for the grand duke’s family even if I pay off all the money.”

Sylvian fell into the space of the grand duke’s family. Serving maids and maids, delicious food, well-deserved work, new relationships

Sylvian, who let go of Bishuman, had important things again, and I was included in them.

“Mister Sylvian.”

“I apologize if my request was excessive.”

“Working as an archery instructor… Illina is in charge.”

No matter how hard the tutor works, if the student being tutored doesn’t like it, the contract ends.

The person receiving Sylvian’s education was Illina, not me, and the contract depended on Illina.

“Yes?”

“That’s not going to happen, but if Illina doesn’t like it, I’ll hire her as my instructor.”

“Mr. Winter’s instructor?”

“Yes, since I decided to help, I’ll make room somehow.”

Illina wouldn’t refuse her education, but the more she had to keep Sylvian in the Grand Duchess, the better.

“You don’t have to be too hard on me.”

“I don’t want to overdo it, so don’t get cut.”

“It’s fine if Mr. Winter doesn’t cut me…”

Sylvian threw a joke in the serious atmosphere. When she looked up, a laugh burst out at the same time as Sylvian, who was holding back a laugh.

“Haa… It’s so different from my first impression.”

“Haha! My stomach hurts… Mr. Winter is also very different from my first impression.”

The conversation with Sylvian, who had a similar point of bursting into laughter, did not stop, and the alarm window came up sparsely.

[Sylvian’s affinity increases by 1.]
[Sylvian’s affinity increases by 1.]
[Sylvian’s affinity increases by 1.]

———————–
[Name: Sylvian]
– Age: 38
– Role: High Elf, Isilla’s mother
– Height: 170cm Weight: 53kg

– Likeability: 30 Excitement: 35

– Preferred Play: Breeding Press
– Special settings:
– In my heart: I’m just having a conversation… It’s fun and happy.

– Target development figures
Bust : 48/100 Nipple : 55/100
Pussy: 50/100 Anal: 0/100
Clitoris: 35/100

– Subject’s special erogenous zone
Ears: 1/100
———————–

Sylvian found the fun he had forgotten about, and his affinity level reached 30.

“It’s already time…”

“Go to Illina before it’s too late. Do you want to be fired?”

“Seriously! Don’t say that!”

“Just tell me to stretch and come back to the office. I’ll be waiting for you.”

At 10 o’clock in the night after the conversation, Sylvian had to go to Illina. Sylvian said he would teach him how to stretch, but he was resentful of himself in the past.

“No. You don’t have to wait. You gave me a ring.”

“Yes, I gave you a ring with teleportation inherent in it. The problem is that I didn’t use the contract.”

“That…! It was because I couldn’t think of the amount.”

“Then, please think about the amount while telling Illina about stretching.”

Sylvian, whose conversation was interesting, did not write anything in the column where he wrote down the amount. Sylvian, blushing at the clean contract, left the office.

Sylvian was shy, but the back of her as she left the office was not.

I couldn’t see his upper body hidden by his hair, but I could see Sylvian’s silence followed and legs in his training uniform.

“I understand why there is a genre called MILF.”

Sylvian’s silence followed and buttocks were the most voluptuous among his lovers, and he wanted to massage his moderately fat thighs.

While waiting for the bewitching MILF Sylvian to return to the office, she planned to destroy Geturus.

“Are you running a business? What are you doing?”

Keruts first learned about Sylvian’s story today, and solving the lack of information was the priority.

“When I have time, I’ll have to meet him in person.”

Giving money to Sylvian was supporting it, and getting rid of Geturus was eliminating it.

The two were separate affairs, and Sylvian decided to cook Geturus to finish it off neatly.

‘When is the free day?’

I opened my calendar and found a day with no schedule. Five days later, it was a day with no scheduled work and no lover to come.