Chapter 1.4

“Yes, that’s right. It’s what you’re thinking.”

“No way. Really? Truly, truly?”

“Yes, yes!”

She grabbed Selly’s surprised hand and pulled her into the room. As soon as the door closed, Selly began fussing and exclaiming repeatedly.

“Wow! Miss, you’ve succeeded! You’ve been looking at the mage alone all this time!”

“Right? It must be destiny with Felix. I told you before, when I was struggling with dizziness, Felix helped me! He must remember me!”

“Come on, there are so many people who say the mage helped them. Would he really remember just one Miss? I think he found out you’re the fan club president.”

“Is that it? But Felix doesn’t even know there’s a fan club.”

“Still, doesn’t that sound more plausible?”

Hmm, it was true when she thought about it. She felt disappointed for no reason. She had thought it was fine if Felix didn’t know of her existence, as long as she knew about him. But secretly, she hoped he would remember her.

“Anyway, that’s how it is. You need to help me.”

“Me? With what?”

Selly tilted her head in confusion. Before getting to the main point, she made sure to lock the door thoroughly so no one could enter, then looked at Selly solemnly. Selly glanced around quickly and adopted a serious expression.

“What is it? What is it about…?”

She had hoped time would solve her phobia, but an engagement with Felix was at stake. She might soon be engaged and possibly married to him. She couldn’t face the first night with a pale face and panic. So, she had no choice but to ask Selly.

She leaned toward Selly and whispered as if sharing a secret.

“Teach me how to have intercourse while keeping our bodies as far apart as possible.”

“What…?”

Selly looked momentarily dumbfounded.

“Intercourse… Are you talking about s*x?”

“Yes, that’s right. That. You know how to do it without contact, right?”

“Miss… Have you been watching something strange behind my back?”

Selly’s expression twisted, looking like hers when she saw Diana. She slapped Selly’s arm and shouted.

“What are you thinking! You know I have a phobia of male contact.”

“Ah, yes. So what does that have to do with that bizarre s*x?”

“Ugh, did you forget what I said before? The proposal with Felix! I have to spend the first night with Felix after the marriage.”

Selly was silent for a moment before speaking in a reluctant voice.

“…Don’t nobles take time between engagement and marriage?”

“It’s good to learn early.”

“Anyone would think you’re spending the first night tomorrow.”

“You don’t know. Time flies, and you have to prepare in advance.”

“…Then you should solve your phobia. No matter how far apart you keep your bodies, s*x is still s*x. Is that even possible for someone who can’t hold a man’s hand?”

Selly was right. Ultimately, s*x involved the joining of g*nitalia.

But she wasn’t confident about overcoming her phobia. Would she really be able to overcome it before marrying Felix, when she found it difficult even to touch a man’s clothes?

It seemed faster to find a way to keep their bodies from touching as much as possible before insertion, even if it was strange.

Judging by Selly’s look that said, “Is there even a position like that?” it seemed there was no such method. Her shoulders drooped in defeat.

Selly examined her face, shook her head, and spoke.

“If that’s the case, how about finding a s*x teacher?”

“A s*x teacher? Is there such a teacher?”

“Yes, I saw someone buying educational items at Diana’s business. I heard they teach you not to fear s*x, explain it step by step, and show various positions.”

Wow, there are people like that. She nodded and listened attentively as Selly continued.

“The reason you developed a phobia of male contact was because of Diana’s SM play, right?”

“That’s right.”

“So you learn s*x properly through a s*x teacher! Then you’ll realize it’s not scary at all. Gradually, the childhood trauma will disappear, won’t it?”

Oh, listening to it sounded good. Since the problem was that seeing a man reminded her of Diana’s lover, making her reluctant to touch them, if she uprooted the provocative s*x deeply ingrained in her mind, she thought she could hold hands and hug Felix.

You’re the best! 

She shouted and shook Selly’s hands.

“Then where can I find this s*x teacher? Can I hire one secretly from the family?”

“Who am I? I’m your competent maid, aren’t I?”

Selly puffed out her chest confidently, blowing air through her nose.

“A master who has avoided men is willing to learn s*x. I’ll run barefoot and find a very capable teacher! Just trust me!”

“Okay, I’ll leave it to you.”

At that moment, she fully trusted Selly. She was excellent at handling tasks.

However, three days later, Selly hit the back of her head hard. The person who came to the mansion was not the teacher she had expected.

“I’m here to take care of the lady’s bedroom matters.”

…Specifically, the gender was different.

“…Excuse me? I think you’ve come to the wrong house.”

A handsome man was standing in front of the mansion, giving her a flower-like smile. It felt like her head was spinning.

* * *

It was her mistake to firmly believe that Selly would bring a female teacher. It seemed that Selly had become much more open-minded about s*xual values while following Diana around. She gritted her teeth and looked back at Selly. Selly had a stupid expression on her face.

“Bu-but until yesterday, it was definitely a woman.”

“What nonsense. He’s clearly a sturdy man. Did your eyesight go bad?”

“No, I’m sure…”

Selly shook her head vigorously, as if feeling wronged. At that moment, the man who seemed to have heard their conversation spoke up.

“I’m often mistaken for a woman because I’m quite pretty.”

She wondered what he was talking about, but honestly, she couldn’t refute it. This man was incredibly beautiful. If it weren’t for the Adam’s apple prominently attached to his neck, she might have mistaken him for a tall, well-built woman.

Could it be that an angel had come to the wrong house?

Such absurd suspicion arose because the man was a beauty.

She shaded her eyes with her hand, dazzled by the halo emanating from the man. Her skin was not something to be ashamed of anywhere, but in front of him, she felt she couldn’t even present a business card. His skin was as smooth and transparent as a baby’s, reflecting sunlight and shining.

His lips were as red as freshly picked fruit, moist and plump as if something had been applied. Diana’s shop had a popular lipstick that made lips “call for kisses.” This man seemed like he wouldn’t need it.

She watched his fine silver hair flutter in the breeze and gaped like a fool.

What was this? Whether pretty or ugly, it should be uncomfortable as long as he had a stick attached to his body… Perhaps because he didn’t seem human, it was okay just to look at him.

“Um… You’ve come all the way here, but I’m really sorry. Our maid made a mistake. I wanted a female teacher.”

“I can teach well from a woman’s perspective too.”

He smiled softly and tucked the hair that had flowed down behind his ear. His hand was white and fine and tempting. 

What was he going to teach with those pretty hands?

The incident from her childhood resurfaced, making her stomach churn. No matter how pretty he was, he was ultimately a man. She forgot about it and thought it was okay. Perhaps she was momentarily mistaken because he was such an androgynous beauty.

She took a step back from him.

“Miss? Are you unwell? Your face…”

“Ah, no. I’m okay.”

When the man approached with a worried expression, she quickly waved her hand and widened the distance further.

“Anyway… I just want to learn how not to be afraid of the bedroom…”

“Then I’ve come to the right place. You get used to it by actually dealing with the opposite s*x. Once you try it, you’ll realize it’s no big deal.”

“You mean…”

“I’ll personally help you so that you don’t find the bedroom matters difficult, Miss.”

The word “personally” was particularly audible.

“So there’s practice involved?”

“Theory has its limits.”

“Cra…”

She almost swore. She glared at Selly again. Selly waved her hands vigorously, tears hanging in her eyes.

Ha, let’s talk later. 

She threatened while habitually fiddling with the bracelet on her wrist for courage.

Talking to a man was okay. She could talk well and send him back. She organized her thoughts and spoke calmly so he could understand.

“Excuse me, but I’m engaged. I hired a teacher to spend the first night well with my fiancé. Taking lessons and having a bedroom with another man is basically cheating, I think.”

He should understand this, right? 

Honestly, more than this reason, it was because contact with a man was difficult, making practical lessons impossible, but she didn’t want to talk about her phobia to a man she’d just met. She wouldn’t see him again anyway.

But the man slightly furrowed his brows as if displeased.

“Engaged…? …I don’t think so…”

“Excuse me? What did you say?”

“Nothing.”

He quickly smoothed his face, but his eyes still held coldness.