Chapter 7

The next morning, Dandel only woke when the sun was high above the trees.

‘D*mn…’

Even before he was fully awake, memories of last night flooded in, and he buried his face in his hand. Crying like a child just because of a cloth—no matter how he thought about it, it wasn’t a sight a husband should show his wife.

Except, of course, for the fact that his wife was the cause.

He dreaded checking what was under the blanket. He couldn’t even remember how many times he’d cl*maxed. All he recalled was overwhelming pleasure and his own humiliation. That alone was enough to guess the mess below.

With trembling hands, Dandel lifted the blanket. White fluid was dried all over his stomach and thighs. That, at least, was tolerable. Not that it wasn’t embarrassing, but his s*xual issue had already been exposed.

What he couldn’t stand was the sheet, still damp. He couldn’t figure out what the liquid was—not s*men or urine. Or rather, he could guess, which made it worse. Accepting that it came from his own body was hard.

Of course, what man would be comfortable with his wife making him spurt like a fountain?

Dandel tried to think positively. At least, as she’d said before they started, it was better than wetting himself. Or maybe not. Maybe that would’ve been easier… He buried his face in his palm again.

No point dwelling on it—it was over. Dandel forced himself to stop thinking, staggering to the bathroom. He had to clean up before she woke and saw him like this.

But there, another problem arose.

Washing up meant he had to touch himself, whether he liked it or not. Especially now, the most evidence was left down there. As he cleaned the dried fluid from his torso and then his thighs, his hand brushed his member—

“Ugh…!”

It stung, like touching a wound. Looking closer, the tip was swollen and red. Dandel frowned deeply. At least the skin wasn’t broken, but now that he noticed, it stung even without touching.

‘This can’t go on.’

He sighed deeply. He definitely needed to talk with her. After dressing, he left the bathroom.

***

“Hm…”

“Are you awake?”

Lurua’s eyes snapped open at the voice by her bedside. She hadn’t expected to hear it so early. She sat up and turned to see Dandel sitting at the edge of the bed.

“You didn’t run away this time?”

“…I never ran away.”

“Well… okay.”

After their first night, she’d woken to find him gone. It might seem like he’d abandoned his wife on their first morning, but she knew he’d run away from embarrassment.

She’d found it so cute that she’d gone to his office, only to hear he’d already gone out. He was thorough, that man. She’d teased him enough, so she hadn’t chased him further, and Dandel hadn’t shown his face.

But today, something was different.

“I’m the one who used all the energy, so why did you sleep so late?”

“I always wake up late.”

Lurua answered with a slight smile at his sarcastic tone. Was he sulking? She had been pretty rough last night. Was he waiting to be comforted? Of course not, but her gaze was already soft with affection.

“If it was hard, you should’ve stayed in bed. Why are you sitting up?”

At that, Dandel’s face flushed. Something about her words annoyed him, and he turned his head away, biting his lip.

“I just stayed because I had something to say.”

“What is it?”

He didn’t answer for a long time, his lips moving as if it was hard to speak. Lurua leisurely watched his handsome mouth. After a long silence, he finally spoke—

“…We’re not doing that again.”

“That?”

“That thing… with the cloth.”

“Why?!”

She’d already guessed, but Lurua raised her voice as if she’d been wronged.

“You liked it!”

“Who…! I didn’t like it.”

“Liar. There’s proof right here,”

As she tried to pull back the blanket and show the wet sheet, he quickly grabbed her hand. His face was bright red.

“S-stop. I get it. No need to show me.”

Lurua put the blanket down, pretending to give up. That was enough teasing. She hadn’t expected him to go along with it twice anyway.

“Anyway, we’re not doing that again. It hurts.”

“It hurts?”

Hurts? Even soft underwear stung, and walking was hard. He answered with a resentful glare.

“If you’re going to keep doing this ‘treatment,’ find a normal method. If it’s like that again, I’ll just quit.”

“Really? Then you’ll just live with it forever?”

“….”

He couldn’t answer. That was a good sign.

“I’ll definitely find another way.”

Lurua smiled in triumph.

***

“Maybe it’s here…”

Lurua scanned the shelves. None of the many titles caught her eye. She’d only ever used books as blunt objects, so reading them now wasn’t easy.

She rubbed her eyes and started reading the packed titles again. She was looking for a book about ‘male s*xual function.’

From what happened that morning, Dandel wouldn’t cooperate with her ‘treatment’ unless she at least pretended to seriously look for a method. So she had to show some effort.

“There must be at least one.”

She was in the Imperial Palace’s library. It was vast—far beyond any noble’s study or academy library. Surely, what she wanted was here. The only problem…

“How long would it take to check everything?”

The library seemed endless. Even narrowing down to the right section, it would take a whole day to search.

‘I can’t ask the librarian.’

If a young Madame asked for books on male s*xual function, there was only one possible reason—her husband had a problem. To ask for help, she’d have to explain what she wanted, and though palace staff were discreet, there was no need to risk it. She’d come alone without even a maid for privacy.

So Lurua clutched her head and searched the shelves for ages. She’d read so much, she felt sick. Just as her vision started to spin, she finally found what she wanted.

‘This is it!’

‘On Male S*xual Dysfunction.’ She pulled the book from the medical section, cheering inside.

She found a seat in an inconspicuous corner and quickly flipped through the pages. No need to read every irrelevant part.

She skimmed past sections on male desire and proper s*x life. Hormonal issues, erectile dysfunction, urinary problems… She barely read the useless bits, but then a word caught her eye.

‘Prostate massage?’

It was in the treatment section. The description, with illustrations of the male body, piqued Lurua’s interest.

It said to insert it from behind, which only made her more curious.

‘Put it in there? Why? For what?’

Despite her questions, Lurua’s eyes sparkled.

It was listed as a treatment, so it was worth investigating, right? Maybe it was fine to try once. It was for treatment. For Dandel. Not just because it seemed fun.

She didn’t notice that it wasn’t actually a treatment for premature issues.

Lurua, entranced, dug into the details. It seemed to be a legitimate treatment, with an entire section devoted to it. For the first time in her life, she read a book with real concentration.

That day, a new world opened for her.

***

“…So, what do you plan to do with that?”

“I’m going to put it in your rear, Marquis.”

Lurua cheerfully waved a thick, black rod. In her other hand was a strange-looking black belt. Dandel pressed his furrowed brow, feeling a headache coming on.

“You really think that’s a good idea?”

To think she was told to find a ‘normal’ method, but she came back having learned something even more outrageous. Dandel’s voice came out in a growl, but it wasn’t enough to make Lurua give up. Lurua, holding something that looked rather grotesque to Dandel, neatly placed it on the bed and confidently opened a book.

“This is a real treatment method. It’s even written in the book, so isn’t it trustworthy?”

Lurua deliberately left out the fact that it wasn’t actually a treatment for premature issues.

For the past week, she had eagerly awaited the next night together. She’d found several more books with similar content and, in the end, even obtained adult items that a woman could use for insertion.

The book said fingers were enough, but honestly, her interest was less in treatment and more in an*al s*x.

Well, it was all about s*xual function anyway, so maybe it would have some effect?

Before Dandel could notice anything strange, Lurua closed the book. She was a scam artist if ever there was one.

“I won’t hurt you. I’ll start with a finger. I’ve prepared oil too.”

“No matter what, ha…”

Dandel let out a deep sigh, rubbing his forehead at the throbbing in his head. Even if it was for treatment, the idea of inserting something behind was… He couldn’t imagine doing such a thing.

“There’s no harm in trying, right? It might work well.”

“Wait a moment…!”

Lurua gently pushed the troubled Dandel onto the bed.