Chapter 11

With the family tree Jane brought, Lilia headed straight to Damon’s study. She was about to knock when the door suddenly swung open. Startled, she looked up—it was Noah.

“Oh, Madam. Are you here to see Master?”

“Yeah. He’s inside, right?”

“Yes. Have a good time.”

Noah looked at Lilia with a satisfied smile. Feeling embarrassed, she hurriedly tried to explain.

“I… I came to study. I can’t concentrate alone, so I came here.”

“Yes, understood.”

“Really! I’m not here for anything else.”

“Madam, I didn’t say anything.”

Noah smiled brightly, making Lilia’s cheeks flush. She felt embarrassed, having explained herself for no reason.

She coughed awkwardly, and then the closed door opened again. Peeking in, she saw Damon with a strange expression. Noah stepped aside, smiling at him. Damon sighed and reached out to pull Lilia in.

“Don’t let anyone come in until I call.”

“Yes, understood.”

With Noah’s knowing smile, the study door closed.

“…Does Noah know everything?”

“What?”

“What we did in here.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Damon mumbled, avoiding her gaze, and Lilia put on a sad face.

“Are you denying our passionate moments? That’s too sad…”

“……”

“I can’t forget making love with you, Damon. Was I so bad you want to erase it from your memory?”

“What? Never. Stop making weird assumptions.”

At her tearful voice, Damon answered firmly to clear up her misunderstanding. But when he turned his head, he saw Lilia grinning mischievously. Realizing it was a joke, Damon sighed deeply.

“Ha, again…”

“Why are you so cute?”

“…You must have something wrong with your eyes.”

Hearing that for the first time in his life, Damon’s ears turned red. He felt like he became a fool who couldn’t think straight whenever he was in front of her.

Even earlier, he should have realized it was a joke, but the thought that she might cry made his mind go blank. Damon took a deep breath and asked Lilia,

“So, what brings you here?”

“I wanted to study.”

“Study?”

“Yes.”

Lilia smiled brightly and showed what she was holding in her hand. Looking closely, it was the noble family tree. Damon looked at her with a face full of questions, and she just shrugged.

“There’s no sign of my memory coming back, so there’s nothing I can do. I can’t just stay in the mansion forever, can I? I need to start socializing too.”

“…Yes, that’s true.”

Damon wanted to tell her that she didn’t need to do any of that, that she could just stay in the mansion. Having tea with the noble ladies was fine, but parties were the problem. Frowning as he worried, he spoke to Lilia.

“But make sure you only go to parties that require a partner.”

“Huh? Aren’t you busy?”

Lilia glanced at the pile of documents on his desk, tilting her head.

“It’s fine, just do that.”

“Hmm… Okay, I understand.”

Lilia rolled her eyes, then nodded. Then, her eyes sparkled as she pointed to the desk with her finger.

“Then, can I study next to you?”

“Go ahead.”

Receiving Damon’s permission, Lilia happily dragged over a chair and settled down at the desk. Her cute actions made him smile as he also took his seat.

Lilia spread out the family tree, and Damon picked up a pen and started reading the documents again. But within minutes, he could feel her gaze burning into him. Without taking his eyes off the papers, Damon spoke.

“Even if you look at that all day, it won’t be enough to memorize it.”

“Well, who told you to be so handsome? I try not to look, but my eyes keep going to you.”

“……”

He pressed his lips together. He’d started talking to tease her, but it didn’t seem to be working. Her persistent gaze didn’t let up, so finally Damon spoke.

“Lilia.”

“Yes?”

“I’m going to test you in three hours.”

“A test?”

“But if you perfectly memorize everything from here to here, I’ll give you a reward.”

“…A reward?”

Lilia’s eyes sparkled dangerously. He nodded slowly and added,

“But you can’t hesitate, and you can’t get a single character wrong.”

“What kind of reward?”

“I can’t tell you in advance. But you’ll be satisfied too.”

She tried to guess what kind of reward it might be, but nodded readily.

“Okay! No taking it back, okay?”

“Alright.”

From that moment, Lilia stared only at the family tree. She looked as if she was about to dive into it, which made Damon a little worried.

But thanks to that, Damon could focus on his papers in peace. Only the sound of papers rustling and pens scratching could be heard.

Finally, after three hours, Damon took away the family tree right on time. Lilia pouted in dissatisfaction, then put on a determined look.

“Are you ready?”

“Okay, go ahead.”

Even though he knew she didn’t mean ‘go ahead’ in that sense, he felt embarrassed, coughed a couple of times, and began the test.

“I don’t know how many questions I’ll ask. If you answer all of them, a great reward awaits.”

“I get it, so hurry up already.”

Damon looked over the family tree and began to ask questions at random. He was sure she’d get at least one wrong, but surprisingly, she answered everything smoothly.

She had memorized it all with the single-minded determination to get the reward. She’d poured into this three hours of focus she hadn’t even shown as a student.

On the other hand, he was flustered. He hadn’t expected her to try this hard.

In fact, he’d just said it to get her to study, but he didn’t think it would work this well. Damon hurriedly began to think about what reward to give her. At that moment, a thought flashed through his mind. There was something Lilia had asked him for before, but he’d refused.

He’d refused because it was embarrassing and awkward, but he thought this would satisfy her. In the end, she got every question right. Damon pressed his lips together, and Lilia grinned widely, moving closer to him.

“How was it? I got them all right, didn’t I?”

“…Yes.”

“What’s the reward? I feel dizzy, so hurry up and give it to me.”

Lilia put her hands together and held them out prettily. After hesitating for a while, Damon covered his mouth with his hand and muttered,

“…I’ll go down on you.”

“Huh? What did you say? I didn’t hear you.”

“There… I’ll go down on you.”

Lilia’s eyes went round. Damon’s face had turned bright red. She wasn’t one to let it go at that. Her eyes glinted mischievously, and she tilted her head, pretending not to know.

“Go down on what? What do you mean, ‘there’?”

“Lilia… Don’t do this.”

“I’m really asking because I don’t know.”

Damon groaned.

“Your… down there.”

“Say it more clearly.”

Lilia smiled slyly and placed her hand on his thigh. Damon, his lips moving soundlessly, let out a deep sigh and put his hand on her waist.

“Ah, damn.”

“Huh? Kyaa!”

Then he lifted her up and set her on the desk. It was truly impressive strength. Lilia, startled, reached out and grabbed his shoulder. Her heart was pounding from the surprise.

She was a grown woman; she couldn’t be that light, but he’d lifted her as if she were a sheet of paper. And he’d done it while sitting, which was even more amazing.

“Aren’t I heavy?”

“You’re not heavy. You seem to eat well, but why are you so thin?”

Damon frowned as he grabbed Lilia’s wrist. It was so thin, it seemed like it would break with just a tap. He wondered how she could handle him so well. But those thoughts lasted only a moment.

“Hurry up and tell me, Damon.”

“…Tell you what?”

“What are you going to go down on?”

Lilia cupped his face with her small hands and pulled him closer. She pressed her lips to his, as if about to kiss him, and whispered,

“If you say it honestly, I’ll let you kiss me.”

“Your… p*ssy.”

“Good job.”

She narrowed her eyes and parted her lips slightly. When he saw her red, plump tongue, Damon hurriedly kissed her and pushed his tongue inside.

“Mm… Hngh…”

It was a kiss like a storm. As he swallowed her tongue, Damon’s hand moved under her dress.

He caressed her soft legs and stroked her thighs. The calluses from years of holding a sword brushed against her soft skin, making her body tremble reflexively.

“You’re always wet down here.”

“So are you, aren’t you?”

Unfazed by his words, Lilia moved her foot and pressed against his er*ect member. Damon frowned and groaned as his c*ck, swollen to bursting inside his pants, was pressed.

She didn’t stop at pressing; she moved her foot gently, rubbing his hardness through the fabric. Even though it wasn’t direct, it was enough.