[R18] King's Domination
Chapter 36: A Fun Dinner with My Lover Maid

Chapter 36: A Fun Dinner with My Lover Maid

The dishes on the table, when I looked again, were simple but seemed carefully made and delicious.

"They look tasty. Is Reina good at cooking?"

"Yeah, I like cooking. And lately, I feel like I’ve gotten better at it. It’s strange, isn’t it?"

They say being good at cooking means being good in bed. Maybe there’s a connection. Or perhaps it has something to do with her becoming my floor maid?

"How was the sewing workshop?"

"Yeah, everyone was working hard. I was modeling underwear, but it was tough. I probably tried on about 30 pieces. After that, we all worked on shortening skirts. Thanks to the underwear, we can dress more freely. It’s fun to do."

From what I heard, they seemed to be enjoying themselves over there.

"But when we wore the knee-length skirts and walked outside a bit, the men’s stares were intense, so we came back as quickly as possible."

I see... The people here probably think there’s nothing under the skirts, so that’s why. They must have been surprised by the bare legs.

The debut of the brothel girls’ underwear is tomorrow, so until underwear becomes common, they might get curious looks. That’s a bit sad. I’ll have to think of something later.

"...Also, they asked me a lot about last night."

Reina blushed slightly, looking embarrassed. Well, her friends are at that age, so it’s natural they’d be curious. And since I’m the Sex King, they probably want to know what kind of night we had.

"What did you say?"

"I said, ’It’s a secret.’ But they kept asking, so I told them, ’It was way more amazing than I expected~♡.’"

That kind of answer might just make them more curious, but oh well.

"The brothel is moving to a new place, right?"

"Yeah, they need a place with water, so it’s necessary."

"I heard they’re remodeling the old bathhouse?"

"That’s right. It needs some repairs and cleaning, so they’re working on it quickly."

"Hmm, but turning a bathhouse into a brothel is kind of weird, isn’t it?"

"In my world, bathhouses often become places for banging... I mean prostituition. It’s really common there."

In ancient Rome, the Middle East, or even Edo-period Japan, bathhouses often turned into places for prostitution. Modern soaplands are a kind of bathhouse too. Of course, medieval Europe, with its barbaric lack of bathing culture, is an exception.

"So that big bathhouse will become a brothel. Rebuilding the Freesia Kingdom and everyone bathing there was always my dream, Master."

"Really?"

"Yeah. A bathhouse is like a symbol of a country’s strength."

I see. That’s why Lucia was so happy when she filled the bathhouse with hot water.

"Are there other bathhouses in the capital?"

"There are three major bathhouses in the capital, so two more. But they’re all in ruins. Boiling that much hot water is already hard and doing that there is...."

That’s good to know. I could restore them as regular bathhouses. With my magic, it’d be easy, and it could bring in more money too.

"As planned, one will be used as a brothel, but the other two are free. We could restore them as bathhouses right away."

"Really? That’s amazing, Master! I’m excited!"

Reina smiled happily. Just seeing that smile made it all worth it.

"Let’s go there next time. Show me the way."

"Got it, Master!"

"Once it’s done, I want to take a big bath with you, Reina."

"Eek, so naughty ♡!"

Reina flashed her white teeth in a happy smile. She didn’t say no, so she must be okay with bathing together. Once we could use a big bath, any gloomy feelings would surely disappear.

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After a pleasant dinner, I was relaxing in the living room.

Reina was washing dishes in the kitchen. Since this world doesn’t have dish soap, I gave her some body soap to use. The ingredients are almost the same, so it’s not a problem. The only issue might be the scent lingering on the dishes.

"Bubbles, bubbles, so much fun~♪"

Reina was washing the dishes cheerfully. In lower noble households, there are often few or no maids, so the kitchen is usually connected to the living room, similar to a typical kitchen layout in my previous world. This meant I could see Reina washing dishes from the living room.

The water she was using was warmed by my Hot Water magic, so it should be nice and warm.

I gazed fondly at Reina’s back as she washed dishes in her mini maid outfit.

Her cute hips wrapped in a miniskirt and the beautiful legs extending from it were irresistibly charming.

Her diligent figure washing dishes in the kitchen was the very image of an adorable maid.

(Might as well check Reina’s status while I have the chance.)

I used the upgraded "Kink Scan" from the brothel to check Reina’s status this time.

The image that appeared showed Reina in her cute mini maid outfit, smiling brightly.

(This... this is something else.)

The real Reina’s back was facing me, while the status image showed her smiling face. Being able to enjoy both views at once was thrilling. It felt like the rush of getting an SSR character in a game, satisfying my sense of possession.

The image must change depending on the person. It probably shifts based on Reina’s emotions or level. I wanted to see more of her different appearances.

(My dream of having a maid has come true.)

It was a dream that would never have been even realized in my old world, but here it was, fulfilled.

And not just any maid, an incredibly cute, beautiful and lovable one. That alone made coming to this world worth it.

Just being around Reina in this house made the dark feelings from earlier vanish, replaced by bright, wholesome emotions. The gloom I felt before seemed like a lie.

I realized something important: Reina was my light, like a queen in my eyes.

(Protecting this life with Reina is my top priority from now on. That much is totally clear.)

My foggy mind cleared, and my priorities became obvious.

If it meant protecting this life, I’d become a psychopath, a demon, anything.

But I had a gut feeling that as long as Reina was by my side, I wouldn’t go down a dark path. Even if I turned into a cold-blooded psychopath or got tainted by lust, her bright presence would act like a compass, guiding me back to the right path.

That said, that’s the worst-case scenario. Thankfully, I can turn the psychopath skill toggle on and off. It’ll probably work out.

*Clang, clang, clang*

The bell at the entrance, used in place of a doorbell, rang steadily.

"Coming!" Reina called out.

"It’s fine, I’ll get it," I said.

I headed to the door in place of Reina, who kept washing dishes. Who could it be this late, past 9 p.m.?

"I’m so sorry, Lord Seiou!"

As soon as I opened the door, a muscular man dropped to the ground, bowing deeply in apology.

"Huh? Oh, it’s you!"

I recognized his face and voice. It was the jeweler I’d entrusted with the garnet gem earlier. The reason I didn’t recognize him right away was that his square haircut had been replaced with a shaved head now.

"I’ve brought the ring you requested, Lord Seiou," he said.

He respectfully presented the garnet ring I’d commissioned with both hands.

"You brought it already? Why?" I asked.

It was supposed to be ready tomorrow.

"Lord Seiou, I had no idea you were friends with Lord Morris!" he said in a feared tone.

(Morris? Oh, so that’s how it is, huh.)

It finally clicked. To the merchants, Morris, the great merchant, was far more important than the Freesia Kingdom’s total existence. They must have thought they’d been rude to me, his friend.

Even though it’s in decline, it’s pretty sad that the Freesia Kingdom, a literal nation loses to a single merchant.

(Come to think of it, Morris and Iris were decked out in tons of gems.)

Not only Morris himself but even Iris, his slave, was covered in expensive-looking gems. To this muscular jeweler, they must be top-tier clients.

"No payment is necessary! Just please, don’t tell Lord Morris about this, please Lord Seiou!"

The jeweler kept his head bowed. He must have his own struggles. I felt a bit bad for him. Also, why was his head shaved? It was a square cut earlier.

"I shaved my head as an apology, so please forgive me!" he added, noticing my curious gaze.

Oh, so he shaved his head to show remorse? This world must have a similar custom.

But honestly, a shaved head suits a muscular guy like him. It’s more like a style change than a punishment. Come to think of it, his bald head, plus his muscular body.... Reminds of some popular adult industry guy from my world, but let’s not think about it now... If he had time to shave his head, he could’ve just brought the ring sooner too.

Still, it felt harsh to dismiss him like that. I just wanted him to leave quickly.

"Thanks for rushing it. I’ll pay you for your service," I said.

"No, no, no, absolutely not!" he shouted, refusing loudly.

"Don’t worry about it. Thanks anyway," I said.

This was getting annoying, so I stuffed the payment forcefully into his pocket...

*Bang!*

...and shut the door firmly in his face.

"Thank you so much!" he yelled.

His loud gratitude echoed all the way to the kitchen, probably making Reina wonder what was going on. I wished he’d just leave already.

Rebuilding the Freesia Kingdom, which was outdone by a single merchant’s wealth, was going to be really tough.

Still, I was lucky that the birthday gift for Reina was ready in time. Holding the deep crimson garnet ring, I returned to the living room with light steps....

"Are there any guests?"

When I returned to the living room, Reina, who had finished washing dishes, called out to me. The loud voice of the muscular jeweler must have worried her.

"Not a guest, just someone delivering something."

In other words, I’m the customer. No need to hide it, so I handed the case to Reina.

"I know it’s pretty late, but it’s your birthday present, Reina."

"Oh, a birthday present? Thank you. Can I open it?"

"Yeah sure, go on."

When Reina opened the case, her face lit up with a bright smile. To me, it was like a beautiful rose blooming, her face turning red.

"A ring? It’s so beautiful!"

Her sparkling blue eyes shone even brighter. Good, she seems to like it.

"Wait, I’ll put it on for you. Hold out your left hand."

"Okay..."

Reina held out her left hand. I knelt on one knee, like a knight to a princess, and slipped the deep red garnet ring onto her left ring finger.

"..."

Reina was so overwhelmed that she stared at her finger, speechless.

I don’t know this world’s customs, but I wanted to make it knight-and-princess-like for her. For reina, I wanted to be the knight who’ll protect his princess at all cost.

They say the most beautiful finger is the left ring finger, the least used. Wearing an important ring there seems to be the same in this world. A floor maid, though a concubine, has the status of a wife, so it should be fine.

"It’s so beautiful, like a dream."

Reina gazed at the ring on her left ring finger, her voice dreamy.

The shining deep red ring gleamed beautifully on her hand.

(Red really suits her.)

With Reina’s blonde hair, blue eyes, and pale skin, the deep red garnet ring blended perfectly, as if it was made just for her.

"Happy birthday Reina, I love you and I’ll always do."

Strangely, some cheesy words came out of my mouth.

"I love you too and will always do~"

Reina smiled and replied.

What I did to Iris at Morris’s mansion or to Laika at the brothel might not be praiseworthy. But because of it, I could see Reina’s smile. All my regrets and guilt vanished completely.

"I want to get stronger, no matter what it takes!"

That thought surged through me.

"I need to give you something in return... Actually, I have a present, but..."

"Oh, great, I’m looking forward to it."

"Yeah, but it’s kind of... embarrassing after getting something this nice."

Reina blushed and fidgeted, which was rare for her.

In this poor country, gifts are quite limited, I can say that on my own experience.... Is she worried about that?

"You don’t need to give me anything back. Just pay me back with your love tonight, and that’ll be enough."

"Ugh... It’s kind of like that."

My joke to lighten the mood seemed to hit the mark. Was that why she was hesitant to say?

"Huh? Can I ask what it is?"

"Yeah... But you won’t laugh?"

"Promise, I won’t laugh."

"You won’t hate me for being so shameless?"

"I won’t hate you. I actually like naughty girls in addition."

"Well... At the sewing workshop, we made a prototype for underwear."

"Oh, That’s amazing! You guys are really very skilled!"

They made it already? As expected of Freesia’s sewing workshop, said to be the best on the continent.

"Yeah, but the chest ’bra’ is still hard to make. We only made the bottom ’pants.’"

I see... Modern bras use advanced techniques, especially the ones with strong support.

"The first one? I’d love to see the first prototype. Where is it?"

"...I’m wearing it currently..."

Reina mumbled in a voice so soft it almost disappeared.

"Wait, you’re wearing it now?"

That explains why she was so embarrassed.

"Because I’m the underwear model for the workshop, and t-they told everyone to wear it home."

Reina explained desperately.

"I see... It’s a part of your job. You’re so dedicated, Reina."

My kind words seemed to help, and she nodded happily. Her soft, youthful expression sparked my sadistic side.

"But I want to see the new product now."

"Huh!?"

"It’s a job I requested, so checking it is part of my work too🙃."

"Uh, um, how about I take it off in another room and bring it to you?"

"I need to see it while you’re wearing it."

"Uh, um... can’t it be in bed?"

"I want to see it right here, right now😤."

It would’ve been fine in bed, but I said something mean on purpose.

"Eek!"

Reina let out a strange, pony-like squeak.

"Hold the edges of your skirt and show me."

"Ugh..."

She must have really resisted, her eyes full of tears, begging for mercy. But I wouldn’t let her off this time.

"It’s an order from your master. Show me."

"...Yes, Master."

(Ugh, that hit quite hard.)

The word "Master" made Reina finally obey. The powerful word "Master" leveled me up.

[Level u—]

I held back the level-up sound with all my might. Luckily, no sound came out. As expected of me, I’m growing every day, in a very strange way.

*Swish*

Finally, she lifted the edges of her skirt to show me. Her eyes were teary, her cheeks red with embarrassment.