146 - I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World
Title: *I Became the Administrator of an Otherworldly Gallery, Chapter 146* ──Thwack! "Ouch!!!♥" "...?" When I came to my senses, I found myself punching Laplace hard in the lower abdomen. "Gah!... Haa..!♥... Ah... Heugh...!♥" Please don’t misunderstand. I’m definitely not someone with anger management issues. If anything, I'm more of a pacifist who avoids fights whenever possible. As evidence, isn’t a part of my mind currently occupied with concerns about the Empire's peace? ‘The Empire... is it truly okay as it is?’ Though I had brushed it off until now, looking back, the future of the Empire seemed bleak. The princess before me harbored destructive desires as an extreme masochist, the saint candidate was an S-grade debaucher with the blood of a succubus, and the heir of the Red Rose family suffered from pre-eclampsia. The matron of the Black Dahlia family was a sensitive virgin who climaxed over 100 times a day. ...And above all, the future Emperor's spouse had an NTS fetish. ‘Out of everything, the NTS thing is just...’ NTS, also known as Netorase. A fetish in which one derives joy from having their woman taken by another man. Frankly, I couldn't comprehend it. Seriously, I might have a seizure at even a brush of hands with another man, let alone getting her taken. You might accuse me of being too much while creating a harem… And honestly, you'd be right! ‘Yes, I’m trash!’ It's beyond making excuses like it being for the world's salvation. Not that it has no impact at all, but at least it’s not the number one reason. The number one reason I’m forming a harem now is simply because I love everyone too much. Squeeze-! "Ouch...!!♥...I'm...I'm sorry..!♥...Please forgive me♥...I...Ian...!♥" Of course, Laplace, whose head was currently under my foot, was also someone I loved. It might seem odd to others, but as the saying goes, 'Love has as many forms as there are people in the world.' For Laplace and me, this was an expression of affection. "Stand up straight, Laplace." "Haa...! Yes... Yes... Ian..." "Why did you introduce me as a playboy?" "I... I couldn't think... of another more natural way... to introduce you... And... introducing you as a playboy... seemed like something my sister could easily accept..." "Did she really accept that?" I asked, furrowing my brows. "If we're talking about professional playboys, there are countless better ones than me, right?" Even with Laplace's recommendation, it made no sense to choose someone lacking in reputation as a playboy. "...Well... A... After seeing a photo of... of you, Taras strongly... recommended you... so my sister accepted too..." "A photo of me? When was that taken?" "Oh! Th-that was... provided by me... from what I had..." "Quit whining and get up. Unless you want more of this?" "Hehe! I... I'll get up... Just please... don't hit me...♥" Glance─ Laplace looked up at me with teary eyes as she spoke. Translated, her actions would be. 「I haven't had enough, please hit me more.」 Thwack─! "─Eekkkkk?!?♥♥" "Did I just hear backtalk from a foot slave?" "Heh.. Haa♥... Yes, yes... I'm sorry..♥ Ah!... Sob♥.... Stupid foot slave...♥ I'm sorry...♥... Please... don't mind... how you use me...♥ like, like a sandbag... please destroy me...♥" "Alright, let’s work together?" "Sob...! Yes... Yes...♥ Hehe...♥" "Then let me ask again. Why me of all people?" "...That... Is because Ian is an orphan..." "...." Something felt off. Like I’d lost a bit of control. Somehow, ever since earlier, it felt like I was being played by Laplace. Of course, it's true that I'm an orphan, but couldn’t she phrase it a bit more delicately? ‘Or perhaps, she's asking for more punishment?’ Given Laplace's 'destructive urges,' it's quite possible that this tone was a way to invite more punishment. "Explain properly. What does my being an orphan have to do with this?" "...Because... If there ever comes a time when Ian plans to spread word of having relations with my sister outside... it seemed easy to silence you." "...." "O-Of course... The royal family did investigate Ian and discovered connections with the Marigold family... but still, if the situation arises where Ian must be... removed, it was judged the Marigold family could not withstand pressure from the royal family." Listening to her explanation, I truly understood why the royal family selected me. ‘Because they thought there’d be no fallout.’ It made sense that although the Marigold family is not insignificant, they can't compare to the royal family. Logically, they wouldn’t fight the royal family over a mere orphan. But... The current head of the Marigold family, Evelyn’s parents, are people far from ordinary in the best way possible. They truly took care of me as their own son. And though I felt guilty for not expressing it, I regarded them as my parents too. ‘...Now I’m getting angry.’ If it had ended with ‘easy to dispose of an orphan,’ I might have sighed it away... But messing with the Marigold family was something I couldn’t let slide. "...Hic!... O-of course my sister doesn’t realize Ian’s greatness, but I... I do... please have mercy..." "Mercy? On people who plan to fill their fetishes and dispose of me once they're done?” "Hee...heek!!... That doesn't mean they will definitely dispose of you...!!... They would first offer significant compensation to keep you quiet. B-but... only if Ian couldn't be satisfied with that or resort to blackmail..." "Hey." I placed two fingers just a knuckle apart from Laplace's navel. No need for excessive force. Laplace's body was already perfectly conditioned to my touch. Press─ "Shut up and go." "──Eek?!!♥♥" Swoosh-!! With the command, Laplace's body went rigid, her face transforming into a foolish expression. "...Haa♥... Hic..!♥..I...Ian..!♥" Though she seemed satisfied, I had no intention of stopping just yet. Until now, it felt like whenever Laplace did something to be scolded for, I'd act mad and use a technique, and she'd respond with a surrender of sorts, complete with an enthusiastic "Oh no!!♥." This time, however, I was genuinely set on administering "punishment." Press—! "Go. Go. Go..." "Eek!!♥..Ahh!?♥...Heek!!...♥♥...Ah♥...No...!♥!...Eek!♥...Ah...No..♥I've...gone...again!..♥Eek!!♥...♥...Heek!?!Ah...s-so....much♥...Eek...Ooohh–!!♥♥" In a continuous climax, Laplace let out beastly moans, releasing her feminine essence all over. "Oh...! No♥...I..I keep...going♥...B...Breathing...♥I can't..!!..♥Eek..I'm...dying!!♥...Sob!...J-just a moment♥..Ugh..♥.I..Ian..sob..♥...Please..Heck!...Ah!♥" "So what?" Seeing Laplace in desperate ecstasy, I punched her where the womb would be in the lower belly. Thud—! "Ha..Hic!♥...No!..Gah!♥...Grrk!♥" "When I say go, don’t resist and just go." "Ooh!...Hee!.♥..Y-yes...yes...so...sorry.♥..hic...!.Ha..going...♥Sob...I-I'll go♥Now...hic♥...Ah...Oh!♥!...I'm going...I'm going♥..Hic!♥..When you hit my womb...I just♥..Heeeeeeeeek!!♥♥" Thud─ From the impact of enduring the climax, Laplace bounced off the floor, a thin stream of blood sliding from her nostril. Clench—! "Hey... do I look like a fool to you?" I said as I grabbed Laplace's hair from her position sprawled on the floor. "Sob...♥Ha..Hehe?♥...No...♥...I've never...never thought that..e-even once..! ...Honestly...I haven't...!!..Hic..!" I wasn't doing this to Laplace just to vent my frustration, not entirely. As I said before, I was a pacifist. 'But it can't be helped!!' In the royal palace, where I could be silently removed without a trace, Laplace was the only one who could aid me. "...You were provoking me on purpose, wanting punishment." Of course, I trusted Laplace. Just as she was incredibly important to me, I was incredibly important to her as well. If asked to choose between 'family' or 'me,' Laplace would undoubtedly choose me. However... Considering the opponent was her family, I couldn’t guarantee she wouldn’t hesitate for a moment. ‘And that tiny bit of hesitation could be a huge risk.’ Furthermore, just as distance makes the heart grow fonder, not having built 'true trust' with Laplace lately prompted me to ensure we established it firmly, eliminating any hesitance. Swish— "Oh heck!!..I...oh!...Ian....ugh...hic...!!Oh...it hurts!..Sob.." Laplace’s eyes began to fill with what I called 'true trust' as I dragged her by the hair, and she started to realize something was wrong. "Shut up. What? Did you expect the royal family to go easy on me?" With a rough push—! I shoved Laplace onto the bed and roughly stripped off her clothes, soaked in sweat and essence. "P-please forgive me♥...Hic...♥..Forgive me♥" "It seems like you forgot what our relationship was like, so let me remind you." "Hic!..Heek!!...N-no..! ...N-no...!!...I didn't forget!!... I... I am... Ian's exclusive...f-foot slave... Hic...! Forgive...me!♥..Hic!...♥..Ke..he.!♥..." As I climbed on top of Laplace and squeezed her throat, I spoke. "Let's die once, shall we?" "!!!?!!♥♥" Crunch── As I tightened my grip, Laplace gushed immediately, overwhelmed by the sudden intensity.