I Became the Maid of the Lout Prince-Chapter 481: Recent memories (1)

Ethan, who had already shared intimate moments with me numerous times, couldn’t possibly miss what my suggestion for a night date implied.

At this late hour, a nighttime walk would mean nothing more than a stroll in the front yard of the mansion, and going outside on such a chilly evening was hardly an appealing choice.

Ultimately, it was clear that I wanted to spend some private time with him indoors. Since the only spaces within the mansion where we could be alone were my room or Ethan’s, it was inevitable that our rendezvous location would be set in his room.

The light sound of two thin glass wine glasses, filled with red wine, tapping together.

Ethan had suggested setting the mood since it was a rare midnight date, so I brought wine /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ from the kitchen. We accompanied the wine with a few simple snacks prepared by the night-duty chef, sharing the alcohol as we sat together.

Maybe it was the slightly dimmed magical lighting, but his face looked more handsome than usual, softly illuminated.

"You did well this past year, Lilith."

"...You did as well, Young Master Ethan."

"Only one more year, and I’ll be graduating from the academy, right, Lilith?"

"...Yes, Young Master Ethan."

For me, though, it was as if the end had already come a few months ago.

I couldn't say my academy life was full of only pleasant experiences... but it was undeniably true that there had been more good times than hard ones.

I had made friends like Agnes, Lora, and Natalie, and realized that the guy I once thought was a problem wasn't as troublesome as his nickname suggested.

I had the chance to witness the original story of the hero's party unfold from the sidelines, and occasionally, Ethan and I even joined in on some of those events.

I managed to fix Lilith's chronic "bad luck" status and had plenty of chances to level up through various events.

But, of course, the most enjoyable part was building memories with Ethan.

More than seventy percent of my academy life was spent in some class with him, or in some activity with him. My connections with others were by no means shallow, but nothing could compare to the time I'd spent with Ethan.

"Let’s do our best again this year, Lilith."

"Yes, Young Master Ethan."

"This year, once you and I graduate from the academy, then next year...."

"......."

"No, never mind. I'll tell you after graduation. Look forward to it until then."

...So that’s something I’ll never get to hear.

I was curious, but pressing him about it would seem strange, so I silently followed his pace, taking sips of wine as he did.

"Lilith, may I kiss you?"

"...We're on a date, so you don’t need to ask."

"......."

He stood up slightly from his seat, pressing his lips gently against mine.

"......."

"...It’s a little warm. I think I’ll take off my outer jacket. I’ll have to change into nightwear soon, anyway."

"I’ll help you, Young Master Ethan."

"It’s fine, Lilith. We’re on a date, remember? Don’t treat me so formally; just be natural."

"...Understood."

...True, being on a date usually involves a more casual attitude.

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But if it were my choice, I’d prefer my last memory of him to be as "Young Master Ethan." It signified both the relationship we shared for the longest time and the most fundamental bond between us.

Watching him as he shed his outer coat and tie, now in only a shirt, I silently took in the atmosphere.

"If you’re uncomfortable in your maid uniform, you can take off a layer too. It’s not like you’re working now."

"...I won’t agree that my duties as a maid are over, but if my clothes look uncomfortable to you, I’ll comply."

"...It wasn’t exactly an order, but if you’re not uncomfortable, you can keep it on."

"...Young Master Ethan."

"Hm?"

"I am aware we’re on a date, so I do have some tact. Please don’t act so oblivious."

"...Oh, alright."

Just with that small exchange, he seemed to understand my meaning, nodding his head.

Then, unlike his earlier suggestion, his next words came out with a subtle authority.

"Lilith."

"Yes, Young Master Ethan."

"You’re off duty, so how long are you planning to stay in that maid uniform? At least take off the waist apron—it looks suffocating."

"...Understood, Young Master Ethan."

Acknowledging his comment on my attire, I untied the apron around my waist.

If this was to be our last moment together, it might as well be in a way that suited his desires. This way, it would be easier for him to forget me if I completely fulfilled his every wish.

Gradually, as each of us shed an outer layer, we continued chatting or sipping wine, passing the time, until I realized an hour had slipped by without notice.

‘...I can’t keep wasting time like this.’

Tonight, my goal wasn’t merely to spend the night with Ethan.

Before I leave, I need to satisfy his desires one last time, then put him to sleep completely so I can slip out of the mansion undetected. So, I had to speed things up.

‘A bit forceful, but there’s no time now.’

I began to remove his clothes, while also coming up with an excuse to start undressing. Holding the wine in my mouth, I leaned closer to Ethan and met his gaze, then boldly pressed my lips against his.

"Mmm, mmm...?"

"Mm...haah..."

He was caught off guard, likely not expecting anything but my saliva or tongue. I ignored his reaction, pushing the wine down his throat with an assertive motion.

Naturally, it didn’t go neatly, and the red streak that trailed down our chins and dripped onto our clothes was inevitable.

"Mm... ha..."

After sharing the wine this way, we licked each other’s lips to clean the remnants of the wine. After about three minutes of this intense wine kiss, our lips and upper garments were stained with crimson streaks.

"Lilith."

"We’re on a date, so I just kissed you without asking."

"...That’s not the issue. How could you let it spill like this?"

"I couldn’t help it; you looked so handsome as you were sipping the wine, Young Master Ethan."

"...Alright. Just be more careful next time. Here, let me wipe it."

Not that he minds being complimented on his looks.

With a slightly reddened face, he dabbed my mouth with a handkerchief. Once he saw the red stains on my maid uniform, he seemed to realize what that kiss meant.

"Lilith."

"Yes, Young Master Ethan."

"Your dress is a bit dirty now."

"It is."

"Take it off. It’ll need to be cleaned by morning."

"Understood."

As expected, he ordered me to undress, and following his instructions, I began to remove the black maid dress that I wore.

I unzipped the back of the dress, letting it slide down to reveal the figure beneath, clothed only in underwear.

"Young Master Ethan, won’t you take yours off too? Your shirt got dirty."

"...Yes, I should."

"It would be best to remove your pants as well. You’ll have to change into nightwear soon anyway."

"...I know."

Not that he looked like he planned on changing into sleepwear, but it wouldn’t do to keep anything on if he intended to proceed.

Watching him sit back in the chair in his underwear stirred something within me, kindling a quiet flame of desire.

"Lilith."

"Yes, Young Master Ethan."

"...I apologize if I’m misinterpreting this, but..."

"Please, go ahead, Young Master Ethan."

"Lilith, are you... seducing me?"

...So quick to catch on. Was he perceptive or just dense?

Well, maybe it was because I had set such rigid rules about sex only being a reward for sparring sessions. Ethan was always diligent about those rules, so perhaps that’s why.

"Yes, I’ve been seducing you for quite a while now."

"...Then, may I...?"

"I already told you; there’s no need to ask every time. Just do as you wish."

No sooner had I spoken than he stood up, pulling me from the chair and toward his bed.

In a way, this might be my last memory with Ethan.

In that it's the first time we've ever had sex without all those pesky excuses, like dueling rewards or punishment for wrongdoing.