I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World

Chapter 97: Exclusive Consort Vs. Lewd Consort (1)

“Master? So, can Yuris join in now?”

“Ah! Right, damn! Hey, you… a bitch? Master? What in the world is that?!”

“….”

Where should I even begin to explain?

I knew, but trying to explain it made me realize how twisted our relationship was.

“…Evelyn, you and I were ‘childhood friends’ and ‘fuck buddies,’ right?”

“Yeah!! So what!”

“…It’s similar with Yuris… it’s a ‘fated partner’ and ‘master-servant relationship’… ‘Bitch’ is what I use to call Yuris… like a nickname.”

“That’s right!! I’m Master’s fated partner!! Hehe…”

“…Hmm?”

Yuris slightly frowned and tilted her head at Evelyn’s words.

“…It’s strange. When Master calls me a bitch, I feel so happy and thrilled… but when Evelyn does it, it feels… different…!”

“Aaagh…!! How is she a candidate for sainthood!! I’m going insane!! I feel like I’m losing my mind!”

Evelyn screamed, holding her head.

Truth be told, I felt like I was going insane too.

Introducing a candidate for sainthood as a bitch in front of a lover and childhood friend was not easy.

“Damn!! It’s all Ian’s fault, that bastard!!”

“Sigh… Master isn’t bad. He’s nice. Don’t curse at Master, Evelyn.”

Softly-

When Yuris pulled my head towards her chest, Evelyn’s mouth fell open.

“This is ridiculous… Even though I accepted it… ‘Legal wife’ in front of a ‘concubine’? Is that right?”

“…Eh? Legal wife?”

“Yeah! Then I’m the legal wife, are you the legal wife?”

“I wonder? Master said he would treat everyone equally, right?”

“Hmph! Did you not hear what that bastard said? He said I would be the first to get pregnant. And of course, the wife who gets pregnant first is the legal wife, that’s common sense, isn’t it?”

“…Well, about that? Evelyn being the first to get pregnant?”

“What? …Ian, don’t tell me you’ve already?”

The light vanished from Evelyn’s eyes as she looked at me.

“No!! I really did use contraception!! Even when I was with you!!”

“…Hmm. That’s true.”

I, a man who adhered to principles, could proudly say this much!

Unless it was an unexpected situation like ‘Helen,’ I really did try hard to use contraception!

Even with Laplace, whom I had accidentally assaulted in the past, I casually ordered her to take birth control pills!

“That’s right! Of course, Master diligently used contraception! And he will continue to do so in the future to keep his promise with Evelyn.”

“Then why did you say ‘well’?”

Yuris spread her arms wide with a bright smile.

“Just… Ta-da! There’s no such thing as ‘absolute’ in the world! What if ‘condoms’ get a hole or ‘birth control pills’ expire and pregnancy occurs?”

“Then Ian, you’re dead to me. Seriously, if you don’t want to die by my hands, take good care of your dick. If you break the promise, then you’ll really die, and so will I.”

“…Of course.”

Evelyn’s eyes, devoid of emotion, made me think I needed to be even more careful with contraception in the future.

“So… Master? Hehe… The bitch took birth control pills, so…”

Yuris looked at me with half-closed eyes, licking her lips.

“So, can you… have sex with a bitch who doesn’t have to worry about getting pregnant?”

“….”

Honestly, I wanted to.

To gain Evelyn’s acknowledgment, I shook my waist, holding back as much as possible. Thus, by the number of ejaculations, my balls were still heavy, much less than usual.

And even if my balls were empty, sex with Yuris was always welcome.

But…

“…Evelyn?”

“What, you fucker.”

“…No.”

Despite acknowledging the harem, today was the first day I became ‘lovers’ with Evelyn formally.

Even if I was trash, I couldn’t bring myself to ask if it was okay to be with another woman on such a day.

Crunch─!!

Then, the sound of Evelyn grinding her teeth hit my ears.

“Fuck…!!! If you want to do it that much, go ahead… you bastard!!”

However, the words that came out were entirely unexpected.

“…What? Really?”

“Yeah, damn it! Ha… I… I acknowledge… ha… I’ve acknowledged it!! I’ve acknowledged the harem, but what about sex? Isn’t that acknowledgment? Looking at you, you’d probably sleep with someone behind my back even without my permission… Thinking about it, it’s better if it’s done in front of me. And…”

Swoosh-

Evelyn’s gaze shifted to my penis.

“Acting like you’re pulling out when you’re so hard. You bastard… You really like Yuris, huh…”

“…Don’t worry. Half of it is because of you.”

“Is that supposed to be comforting? Die, you trash.”

“I love you, Evelyn.”

“Aaagh!! I really hate it!!”

Chop-

“…Damn it. But I still love you, you bastard!!”

With that, as if to end the argument, Evelyn kissed me and then turned her head away.

“…Um… Yuris.”

“Damn it, if you’re going to do it, don’t be shy and just do it like you always do.”

“Yes, yes! Being called a bitch by Master is what I like!”

“…Then, I’ll do that.”

Evelyn brought a chair over and crossed her legs in front of the bed.

She was still not wearing any underwear, but her proud demeanor made her seem more like an actress waiting for a shoot than anything vulgar.

Swoosh-

“Suck…!… Haa… Master…. Master…”

“Yeah, bitch.”

“Huff!… A, ah, bitch… Master… your smell… is so… good…. Suck…!”

Evelyn, resting her chin on her hands, looked at the cooing Ian and Yuris.

‘…You bastard… laughing… motherfucker… bad guy…’

She acknowledged that Yuris was pretty.

But…

‘Still… am I not prettier?’

White skin, deep blue eyes, and hair shining in a golden color.

Not to brag, but ‘Evelyn Marigold’ was too pretty that she couldn’t find a flaw even by her own judgment.

Well, maybe Yuris had a slightly bigger butt…

But looking at the breasts or the overall balance, this side was superior.

“Sigh… Master… bitch… take off my clothes… it’s suffocating… huh..”

“Okay. Lift your arms.”

“Hehe!… Yes!”

Slick-

Then, as Ian removed Yuris’s top, Evelyn’s eyes widened in surprise.

‘What? Bandages?’

…Why were there bandages wrapped around her chest?

Before Evelyn could even begin to wonder about that, the bandages concealing Yuris’s chest burst open.

Swing-!!!!

-They were too vast to merely be referred to as breasts.

Incredibly large, soft, heavy, and beautiful.

They were, in essence, ‘huge breasts.’

Given her high self-esteem, Evelyn had never felt inadequate in terms of appearance or physique from the moment she was born.

Naturally, that was to be expected.

‘Yeah, Evelyn is pretty. Very pretty.’

‘Heh…hehe! Of course!’

Having always been told by the man she loves that she was beautiful, it was inevitable for her self-esteem to soar.

And objectively speaking, Evelyn’s appearance and physique were among the elite in the empire.

But, at this moment…

‘…Those…are breasts?…Then what are these?’

Suddenly, the two mounds of flesh on Evelyn’s chest seemed trivial.

An overwhelming disparity.

Just as Ian had unwittingly inflicted despair upon many men throughout his life, Yuris’s breasts did the same.

‘Because…she hid those, Ian!!’

Though she loathed to admit it, even from another woman’s perspective, Yuris’s breasts were astoundingly massive.

And that wasn’t all.

“… Master…I love you♥”

The Yuris before her was the epitome of femininity.

To think she was a ‘candidate for sainthood’ as seen in the church was inconceivable, with her expression, breath, and gestures all oozing seduction.

And above all…

‘…What…this…wonderful smell…!!’

“Fragrant virgin scent”

The phrase Evelyn recalled from the gallery flashed through her mind.

Of course, since she had been intimate with Ian numerous times, she was no longer a virgin…

But as soon as Yuris undressed, the potent scent of milk was so overpowering that it left her feeling lightheaded.

‘…How…does her body…emit…such a wonderful scent!! Damn it!…This…is…unfair…!!’

The first time she smelled another woman’s scent.

And it came from a ‘top-grade female,’ whose pheromones made Evelyn bite her lip hard.

In fact, being a member of the ‘female gallery’ was proof of being a ‘top-grade female,’ and Ian detected a honey scent from Evelyn that was as intoxicating, if not more so, than Yuris’s milk scent…

But Evelyn, unaware of the gallery’s real name, couldn’t have known this.

“Hua!…Hua!….Master..♥kiss me…♥”

“Okay.”

“Eh!…Haa…Suck…Chop!…Eh…♥”

Evelyn teared up, feeling a mix of inferiority and helplessness.

‘Ah…Gah!…Kiss..!!..Today, I barely…got one…!!’

Of course, during childhood, they often kissed, pretending to play house…

‘No! Ian! Just a peck! No! Chop! It’s’

‘…Isn’t it the same?’

‘No! When mom and dad kiss, they also use their tongues!!’

‘…Tongue?’

‘Yes! So, let’s use our tongues too!!’

It took 10 years after realizing their love to actually kiss.

“Hua…♥Hee…♥Ah…With Master…♥kissing..♥Ah, the bitch…♥feels light-headed..♥Eh..♥”

“Shut up and focus on Master’s tongue.”

“Ha…♥Hee..!..Chop!♥…Nehet..Eh!…Haa..♥”

But Yuris did it so easily…

So simply…

“Hah…♥Eh!…Swallow!..♥Haaah!!…Ma, Master!!…Your saliva♥…give me more..♥”

And it seemed she lasted longer than me.

‘……Hih.’

She had been watching much longer…

She knew much better….

He was her Ian…

“Hua..♥Hua…♥Huh…I love you…♥Master…”

“I love you, my bitch.”

“Then…Master♥…now…eat me…♥my estrous pussy!!♥”

“Is it okay to rush Master like that?”

“Ha..Huh♥…I’m sorry…♥But…I can’t wait…!Euk!!♥…Ha…♥Huh,…!!♥….Take off…clothes!!♥…Euk?!!♥”

Zzzzt-!! Puck-!!

Watching Ian’s penis enter Yuris’s pussy was incredibly hard and painful…

“Ha…Huk…♥Ian!…My…Ian…Huk.!!”

Evelyn kept her gaze fixed on the scene, unable to stop rubbing her thighs.

It was inevitable.

【Masturbation of Defeat LV3】

A superior female.

Ian panting.

What was hers being taken away.

…

Out of the 14,431 instances of masturbation recorded in Evelyn’s Sextaterus, more than 156 were used as material for ‘Masturbation of Defeat’.

At first glance, 156 times might seem significant, but it constitutes just over 1% of Evelyn’s total masturbation count.

…That ‘Masturbation of Defeat’ managed to surpass other materials to reach Level 3?

Regrettably, it indicated that ‘Masturbation of Defeat’ was highly compatible with Evelyn.

“Huh!!♥..Ah…Not yet!!♥…I…!..Huh!!..♥I didn’t lose!♥..It’s just…lacking!..Ohohot?!♥♥”

Amidst the fear of Ian being taken away by a superior ‘female’ and the thrilling sensation amidst burning jealousy, Evelyn’s hand slid between her legs.