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Is the highlight of the banquet on the last day? (20) – unedited

T/W: violence, humiliation

“Merson, later! I don't think we can do this now. Let go!”

I begged, but it didn't work for Merson, who was breathing more deeply. I alternately stared at Merson and the hallway wall, my God! The woman's red shoe nose caught my eye.

Oh, now.  I'm really going to be caught.

In between… Something hot was sprayed on my face, and my hands, which had been numb, were freed. At the same time, I heard a familiar 'splat!'”.

Blink, blink.

I was sitting on the floor with my eyes blankly staring, and the man from the corner couple stopped in front of me. Awkward — I stiffened my body in surprise, and he lifted his fingers toward my face.

“You got soup splashed, did you spill it? Ah, I'll keep it  a secret from Guernia…….”

“Is it time to take an interest in every maid? This bad behavior… Hmmm. Do you have something to talk to me about?”

Thankfully, the woman grabbed the man's arm and took him far away from the hallway.

I can't even hear the sound of shoes anymore. I rubbed my cheek and wiped the dripping liquid with the back of my hand. Yes, it was semen.

I glanced to the side and saw Merson, in a neat outfit, looking down at me.

“I think I fell in love with Erina who was covered in my cum again.”

He leaned over and started licking his semen off my cheek.

After washing(?) my face with Merson's saliva, the corners of his lips went up uncontrollably. Of course, it doesn't mean anything positive.

“Is it good?”

“Yeah, it's so good, I'm going to die.”

“If I were with Erina… Erina?”

“I have so many things to take care of, but I'm so happy that you even made these unforgettable memories, Merson. Huh? right?”

I grabbed his collar and hit his forehead! Thud! As they collide and bounce back, Merson's gaze rolls into the air.

“… I'm sorry, are you mad?”

“You just know that now?! Never touch my body without permission in the future. Understand? No kiss, no hug! Can't even hold hands! You have to ask for permission!”

“Then what about sex?”

“Are you saying that?! Just try to touch one fingertip without permission. Next time, I'll not even make eye contact when we talk!”

Merson's head was bent and his eyebrows were pitifully curved. But I am a woman of determination. After I uttered a line like Cinderella's step-sister, “Go and work!”, I turned back and went into the onion warehouse.

Seeing that the hallway was silent for a long time, it was clear that Merson was still standing there. I raise my fist and bang the door to make a loud noise. BANG! Then I hear footsteps moving away.

I grabbed an onion, barely holding on to my throbbing bottom and languid body.

“Ah, Chenin… And Evan.”

Uwaaahh- I want to cry. It feels like nothing has been resolved and things just keep getting worse.

After I had just peeled a basket of onions, I searched the mansion again, but again, Chenin was nowhere to be found. Evan appeared quickly and disappeared for a while when Guernia beckoned, and after a certain period of time, he reappeared with a more emaciated appearance than when we met before.

When I asked if he was okay, there were no other words except, “You must never put Chief Guernia and Merson close together.” I thought he was too tired, so I couldn't ask more questions.

The second day of the banquet ended without much result.

Only one day left. Tomorrow's banquet.

I hope to find Chenin.

“Kyaak! Help, help me!”

The screams of the woman, frightened by the noise, were scattered in the air without anyone in the banquet hearing it.

“You bitch is with them! You locked me in this room. Right?!”

“Madam, please!”

The room was truly a mess. Glass fragments from broken vases were strewn on the floor, and gorgeous dresses that would have shone if someone had worn them were scattered as rags.

Other than that, everything in the room was so damaged that not a single intact thing could be found. Of course, so did the people trapped in the room.

Chenin was naked, not wearing a thin slip, and was screaming and screaming like a madman. Her feet were pierced by a shard of glass and bleeding painfully, but without even thinking of getting it treated, she grabbed one of the maids by the hair and pounded them to the floor, expressing her anger.

“How long have I waited for this day, and I endured it with my teeth clenched despite all the humiliation. I've been waiting like crazy for the day I'll officially debut in the social world!”

With rage rising as if it was burning her heart, Chenin's slender body was brimming with veins that didn't suit her. The maid, swayed by Chenin's grip, had dried up black scabs around her mouth from a nosebleed hours before, and long painful fingernail marks between her torn clothes.

“Damn it, I put so much effort into putting my village in my pocket, is it okay to treat me like this?! I want to officially debut in the social world and want to hear the word Countess, what's so hard about that? I am no longer the granddaughter of a lord in the countryside, but the Countess!”

Chenin grabbed the maid by the neck and dragged her onto the bed.

“Take it off. What are you doing? Take it off?! As the Countess, I'm also naked, but you dare cover yourself?!”

As soon as she finished speaking, she removed the piece of cloth that had already lost the function as clothes from the maid's body. Sitting on the naked maid's belly, Chenin raised her hand high and slapped the maid on the cheek.

“It's because of that bitch. That damned Saintess bitch.”

The maid's eyes widened for an instant at those blasphemous words, but then she closed her eyes tightly, as soon as Chenin noticed. But the beating didn't stop. Chenin looked at the dress that had become obsolete, and she let out her screams again.

Originally, Chenin was to attend a banquet and be formally introduced by Count Abitz. However, the Saintess, who was usually close with Count Abitz, not just close, but rather supported him as if she was going to lick the Count's shoes, thwarted the plan.

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