I Have No Intention Of Training The Male Leads - Chapter 2 Part 2
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02. Eve Switched Jobs At The Age Of 20 (2)
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Eve had breakfast while still wearing her bath gown after washing away the sweat from her physical training workout. It was the beginning of the day like any other. Tilda couldn’t help but sigh quietly while watching the lady eat her breakfast with only her bath gown on. Still, compared to her previous reaction when she shouted out loud in surprise when she saw the sight of Eve with nothing but a bath gown on her naked body while holding cutlery, it was a significant improvement. Unless, of course, you count resignation as progress.
After finishing breakfast and brushing her teeth, she got dressed with the help of the maids. She wore a white light morning dress and tied a soft yellow-green ribbon around her waist that felt soft against her fingertips. She put on simple makeup on her face, and her hair was pulled up and tied back as usual, as she was still awkward with her hair hanging down the back of her neck.
Tilda said the dress came with a bonnet… and came with a white lace bonnet made of the same cloth, but Eve vigorously shook her head.
“No, there’s no need. There’s really no need.”
What kind of bonnet is that for an indoor dress? All the designers in this town must be crazy……! Tilda’s attempts to add something more to the young lady’s head were met with Eve’s disbelief.
Having had enough of every other cumbersome accessory, Eve only allowed herself one tiny peridot necklace and awkwardly fiddled with the lace shawl which was as thin as a dragonfly’s wings that Tilda draped over her, before leaving the room with Tilda.
Just after washing, eating, putting on clothes, and doing a bit of makeup, it was almost time for her appointment with Alberic. Eve walked briskly like a soldier without realizing it and was warned by Tilda. Even without an etiquette teacher, it seemed like she would be fine if Tilda was just by her side. Eve grumbled inwardly as she narrowed her stride and tried to look graceful again.
As she entered the sunroom, she saw Alberic already seated at the tea table, being served tea. Eve glanced over at him, wondering if he’d scold her for being late, but he was concentrating on the papers in his hands, not caring whether she was near or not. Although she had received etiquette training from him two or three times a week, the relationship between them was still somewhat awkward.
Eve, who was internally fuming over Alberic’s attitude of completely ignoring her, sat down in an empty chair and soon the maid filled her tea cup. As she looked down at the steaming cup of hot black tea and held it in her hand, Alberic, without taking his eyes off his papers, dismissed all the servants.
Tilda was no exception, so she gave her a restless look, but she soon walked out of the sunroom. It wasn’t until the door of the sunroom closing was heard, that Alberic finally took his eyes off the paper and looked at Eve.
“Have you thought about it?”
“You didn’t even greet me.”
“Do I need to give courtesy to you?”
Well, that’s true, but. Eve had nothing to say, so she sipped her tea wordlessly, avoiding Alberic’s cold gaze. Alberic, as if he didn’t expect a response, naturally ignored her reaction and handed her the pile of documents he’d set aside.
“I’m sure you didn’t ask for an early meeting just to say no, so read it and let me know if you need any corrections.”
“Oh… I’ll be thorough.”
Eve took the bundle of papers and carefully looked through the words. The paper she received was filled with the terms of the contract between the two of them.
As a rough summary, Alberic would spare no effort to provide Eve with the support she needed, and in return, Eve would dutifully serve as his bodyguard and keep him safe from outside threats until Alberic’s succession as Count. However, it was stated below that if Eve’s skills did not reach a certain level, the contract would naturally be terminated. Eve did not suppress her curiosity and asked.
“What exactly is the scope of protection against outside threats? I can prevent kidnapping, murder, and assault, but things like poisoning are beyond me.”
“That problem will be solved with the help of a magician. There’s no need for you to worry as I will separately look into that.”
“In that case, I would appreciate it if the relevant part was properly specified in the contract. Oh, and what’s this ?certain level? thing? Do I have to take a test?”
“……there’s a person who can look at your skills. If you receive an evaluation that you are at an inadequate level and fail to meet what you claimed to be capable of, then of course the contract will be null and void, and you’ll walk out of this mansion dead.”
“You have a way of making scary things sound so casual.”
“I was just informed that he would be arriving soon. I, too, will take a look at your test.”
He then brought the teacup to his mouth with a textbook-like elegant demeanor. Not knowing what to say in response, Eve turned her head away and glanced around the sunroom for no reason. The sunroom, decorated like a small greenhouse, was lush and green all around.
“Evelyn.”
“Ah, yes.”
“There is another contract in the back.”
At Alberic’s remark, Eve quickly flipped through the papers. She thought she had seen all of them, but true to his word, there was still a thin sheet of paper on the back.
After Eve looked over the contents of the contract, she raised her head. She could see that Alberic’s cheeks were slightly flushed in anticipation. Although his expression remained very cold, his eyes glowed with a strange heat when the subject matter came up.
“I did not expect my brother to be so passionate about his demands that he had organized it in a document form first.”
“I admit it. You were right.”
“Did you touch the maids again?”
“…That’s right.”
“But whipping them as usual, you couldn’t get the stimulation you wanted.”
“That too, is right.”
“This contract will be executed independently of previous contracts, regardless of recognition of qualifications, quietly. So you’ve laid down a threat that you’re going to kill me and send me away.”
A frivolous laughter, hardly a lady’s laugh, escaped her lips. Alberic quietly blinked, keeping a close eye on her reaction. Eve picked up the thin sheet of paper and tore it lengthwise with a snap, then leaned her back deep on the chair backrest and crossed her legs, adjusting her posture.
“Isn’t it just the same as being called by my brother whenever he wants and having to do the whipping, making me just another sexual desire treatment tool?”
“…What do you want?”
“It’s good that we understand each other. Let’s rewrite the contract, with something different from this garbage content.”
In the direction of what we really want. Alberic tightly clenched his hand after hearing Eve’s laid-back words. Eve saw desire flicker quickly across his tensely stiffened face.
“What is the direction that… we really want?”
“At least it doesn’t involve one of us being treated like a toy.”
“…Let’s hear it first.”
Such discussions were something she had done a hundred times before. Easily opening her mouth, Eve recalled her previous life experience, which was somewhat vague to describe as the past.
“After signing the contract, Evelyn Vermell will be the master and Alberic Vermell will be the slave, and they will play their respective roles to the best of their ability. All play will be carried out only with the mutual agreement of both people, with both having the right to refuse each other’s demands. Do we have an agreement?”
“That appellation… No, I mean, I agree.”
“Before the play starts, the two people must clarify their desired behavior and intensity through enough conversation, and align their opinions. They should also designate a safe word in case they are unable to continue during the play due to fear for their lives or similar circumstances. Once the play starts, the Slave shall be entirely at the command of the Master, but if the Slave utters the safe word, the play will stop there and then.”
“…It’s fresh. So it’s a ?play? with at least minimal safety measures given. All right.”
“If we don’t have a halter like this, my brother might actually get beaten to death. I don’t want to kill people at such a young age.”
“…….”
“No, what are you getting so worked up about? Of course it’s a joke.”
“When you say that… it doesn’t sound like a joke at all. Please be serious.”
Alberic’s complexion hardened as he recalled the valor of the woman who had made the large male attendant faint with a single blow. Eve shrugged her shoulders at his serious reaction before speaking again.
“The authority to proceed with the play lies with the Master. No matter what happens, the Slave must fully submit to the Master during the play. However, this relationship is only maintained during the time agreed upon by both parties, and cannot affect the relationship after the play is over.”
“It’s… full of clauses that are more favorable to me than I thought.”
“If the safety of the slave isn’t documented like this, no matter how much you call it a play, the person who’s in danger when things get tough isn’t Brother, but me.”
“Indeed… I understand.”
“That’s the basics. If there are any other details you’d like to add here, please do.”
“… Somehow, you seem familiar with ?this kind of relationship?, Evelyn.”
Could it be because she showed too many gaps? Alberic’s sharp guess stabbed Eve. Eve hid her flustered demeanor and instead of trying to hide it by fumbling for words of denial or affirmation, she smiled ambiguously. Anyway, if Eve just roughly passed over this, he would only assume that she knew about these vulgar plays because of her background.
‘Well, I spent nearly eight years frolicking as a Master in an SM game, so it’s only natural.’
Due to the nature of hunters who awaken their instincts while hunting monsters in dungeons, most hunters become overly sensitive for a certain period of time even after leaving the dungeon, due to their heightened senses. Normally, they would relieve it by using sexual desire as an outlet, but some hunters also pursue more secretive behaviors than normal relationships.
She, too, after becoming a hunter, received an introduction from a colleague and set foot in a members-only club. Since then she had always tried to quell her sharpened instincts after a trip to the dungeon by indulging her sadistic urges.
Eve thought about the past when she used to receive love calls from submissives (has a fetish for being dominated) of both genders at a certain exclusive members-only club. Despite her foul personality, which was excessively annoying, she was still considered a pretty good dominant (has a fetish for control) as compared to those who have no basic self-restraint.
She has done plays countless times and has had the pleasure of playing with people she liked and making a D/s (Dominant and Submissive one-on-one master-servant) relationships with them. Adjusting to each other’s demands before playing was nothing more than routine. Even with all of this documentation and brakes in place, there were often instances where they would become so aroused and get carried away when the play actually started, so it was better to be thoroughly prepared in advance.
No matter how much they may want to limit their relationship to play, those with the tendency to be dominated and are masochistic will inevitably have a desire to be submissive and dependent on the dominant. As a result, she often sees people who start out as a one-night stand develop into a full-blown relationship where they are dominated and controlled in all aspects of their daily lives for 24 hours, with the agreement of both parties.
“That is the true meaning of training.”
That was what Eve was aiming for. To lure Alberic into a safe play relationship where a brake exists just to satisfy his desires, and eventually make him want to put a leash around his neck and willingly submit and be dominated.
The only fitting punishment for Alberic, who in the original game attempted to gaslight Eve and tie her down, was nothing but to enslave him in a similar way.
Unlike the original Eve, she did not have the slightest intention of caring for his wounds. Eve had decided to smash Alberic’s route by making him voluntarily enslave himself and breaking him down with his own hands.
‘I can’t believe I went from monster slaughterer to a bodyguard… you really can’t know what life has in store for you.’
Even as her mind raced, Eve calmly steered the conversation in a different direction.
“I don’t really know what you mean by ?this kind of relationship?, but unlike some people, I don’t particularly like relationships that are forced by coercion and pressure.”
“Is that so? You seemed to enjoy it and acted recklessly1To do whatever one likes to do as one fails to suppress one’s emotions and gets extremely excited..”
“That was just a reprisal for the oppression back then. How much my delicate heart was wounded when I had no choice but to act violently.”
“…Ha.”
Alberic, who was looking at her with disdain, no longer wanted to talk about that day and quickly changed the subject of the conversation.
“I will add a confidentiality clause to the things you have mentioned and document them. The signing… will be done next class. It would be best if I kept the contract.”
“As you wish.”
The two quickly came to an agreement. Eve placed a sweet trap in front of Alberic and he crawled into the trap while counting the advantageous items and feeling confident that he would soon have the situation under control.
The more Alberic thought that he was holding the hilt of the sword, the better it was. The more he set his mind at ease, the easier it would be to burrow and break his mind. Forcing submission and obedience from the outset would only breed resistance. After all, he was a proud blue-blood, trained as an heir to the nobility.
‘The game story is a big deal, so I first have to live and see to it. Once the contract is accomplished, even if Elver shows up later, Alberic will be on my side. Even if the training doesn’t succeed, he won’t kick me out after all the work he has put in.’
“…And next month, a guest will be coming. As they are an important person, please refrain from leaving your room without any orders during the guest’s stay.”
“A guest?”
“Someone will cast magic in the mansion… No, you don’t have to mind it. It is best for you to refrain from venturing outside if possible before I send a person to call you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, but… Can you tell me exactly when that is?”
“Well, he’s a very unpredictable person… so he may appear unannounced, but as there is an appointment, he’ll definitely be here within the next month. When the guest arrives, I’ll make sure to inform you separately. It shouldn’t be too long.”
After informing Eve, Alberic gathered the contracts he gave her and the torn papers and organized them well before taking them away. He then gathered the other documents and stood up. Despite his movements, Eve remained seated, unmoving. When she offered him to stay in the sunroom for another cup of tea, he just glanced at her briefly and left without a word.
Shortly after Alberic disappeared, it wasn’t long before the sound of the sunroom entrance opening was heard, and Tilda, who was forced to leave her seat due to Alberic’s order, entered.
“Young lady, aren’t you going upstairs?”
“Yes. Well, it’s nice out, the sun is shining and the flowers are pretty, so let’s have some more tea and then go upstairs.”
“Then, shall I serve tea?”
“Okay.”
Eve briefly answered and quickly emptied the remaining cold tea from the cup. Tilda, who was about to cry, tried to warn Eve about her posture that was more pirate-like than a lady with her manly posture… but Eve was too busy thinking about something else to pay attention to her reaction.
‘Is Callisto supposed to visit around this time……? The game roughly starts around Eve’s twenty-second birthday, so I don’t remember much about the time before that… So frustrating.’
Stories from the past were explained to some extent as the game progressed through character dialogue and script in the story context, but there were still limitations. Perhaps the reason Callisto was able to roam around the Count’s mansion so familiarly like it was his home at the beginning of the game was because he had visited the mansion several times before.
‘Casting magic in the mansion? You’re very concerned about safety. Anyway, it’s next month, so… how should I deal with that rude magician, Callisto?’
Eve absentmindedly fiddled with the teacup, lost in thought.
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