Pushing the limits
Large Bathhouse.
In a well-landscaped Japanese-style garden with harmonious bamboo barriers, the beautiful girls of Shuo Hero Academy had gathered in the oversized open-air hot spring.
Splash, splash, splash.
Hot spring water cascades down the bamboo pipes into the outdoor bath.
Olivia, Rin, Haru, Eri, Makoto, Evangelin, and even Beatrice, along with the not-so-famous Han Seo-Jin.
Except for the little-known Han Seo-Jin, they were all popular girls at Shuo Hero Academy, each with their own fan club.
Among them was Kim Deok-Sung.
Black-haired, black-eyed, with a wild delinquent look.
But his toned body was something one could appreciate.
Perhaps due to the warmth of the hot spring, Kim Deok-Sung was submerged with a reddened face as Olivia covered her face with both hands.
‘You’re so shameless…’
Through her parted fingers, she caught a glimpse of his naked body.
This was the first time she was observing him so closely.
Olivia’s mind was still stuck on the weighty lower half she had just witnessed.
She had guessed from his summer school swimwear that he’d be well-endowed, but not like that!
“Oh, no! This is unhealthy!!”
Olivia’s voice burst out.
“Princess, what’s wrong?”
Eri tilted her head in confusion.
Everyone’s eyes focused on Olivia following her unexpected outburst.
Even Kim Deok-Sung’s somewhat dazed gaze turned toward her.
“Gulp.”
Olivia covered her mouth.
‘What, what kind of stupid mistake did I just make?!’
Thump.
Her heart raced.
Olivia’s face turned bright red.
It was her bad habit of speaking her innermost thoughts at the worst times.
“Oh, it’s nothing! So don’t pay any attention to it!!”
Olivia shook her head.
“Really? But if something’s bothering you, you can tell me, Eri! I can listen to the Princess’s worries!”
Eri grinned widely.
“Hmph.”
Olivia, crossing her arms, turned her head away.
Her crimson face shot a fleeting glance at Eri.
Originally, she was expected to be France’s hero, the rightful heir to the great Bonaparte dynasty, a black prince.
A noble platinum knight princess, Olivia Napoleon Bonaparte.
Aside from Kim Deok-Sung, whom she uniquely acknowledged, none of them were even worthy of speaking with her.
Evanjelin, who was of a similar lineage, or Shinozaki Rin, the daughter of a top Japanese noble family, were about the only ones capable of speaking to her.
Therefore, it was utterly ridiculous for a commoner like Nishizawa Eri to approach her in such a friendly manner.
Yes, it definitely was.
‘If it weren’t for the debt from that day…’
Olivia bit her lip.
Other heroines entered her sight.
When she was in trouble due to the forced engagement.
Not only Kim Deok-Sung but also those she usually ignored—Rin, Eri, and Makoto—came flying to France to save her.
Since then, Olivia could no longer treat others harshly like before.
For the sake of the Bonaparte family’s honor, she couldn’t coldly treat her benefactors.
“Nothing’s wrong, so don’t worry about it!”
“Really?”
Eri narrowed her eyes at Olivia’s words.
While looking at her, Olivia poutingly turned her lips.
The recent memory flashed in Olivia’s mind.
Kim Deok-Sung.
The sight of him sharing a deep kiss with Evanjelin.
Even if it was an accident, a kiss is still a kiss.
‘I—I’ve only ever managed to give a peck…’
She couldn’t accept it.
Aris and Rin had kissed, but her progress as a devoted maid was just a peck.
‘I—I want to kiss too…’
Olivia’s mind conjured up the image of Kim Deok-Sung.
Notre Dame Cathedral.
The face of Kim Deok-Sung dressed in a tuxedo, kissing her deeply while she wore a wedding dress flickered before her.
Olivia shook her head.
‘No, no! I absolutely don’t! I don’t need to kiss!’
She shouldn’t let her scoundrel-like thoughts wander.
Olivia thought as she touched her lips with a finger.
It felt empty.
She wanted to feel his warmth.
To be held in his arms like a British princess, deeply…
Whoa.
With her face flushed, Olivia shook her head again.
“No!”
The moment Olivia stood up and shouted,
“Uh, Your Highness. Aren’t you going to let us help massage your back?”
Eri said from the side.
Back massage?
Olivia’s blue eyes turned to Kim Deok-Sung.
“Deok-Sung! I’ll massage your back!”
“Rin, get out of the way! Deok-Sung oppa! My super kawaii little sister Haru wants to massage your back! Is that okay? You can think of her as your little sister!”
“Master, I also want to…”
“I also wish to massage Lord Kim Deok-Sung’s back!”
Rin, Haru, Makoto, and Evanjelin had gathered by Kim Deok-Sung, engaging in a back massage competition.
“EriLing wants to massage the master’s back too.”
Eri placed a finger on her lips and smiled.
Eri had already done a back massage before.
Back at the love hotel, when they were alone together.
Recalling that thrilling memory made Eri’s face flush.
“Back massage? What shameless act is this!? Everyone get away! No one can do anything without my permission as the devoted maid!”
Olivia jumped up from her seat and dashed towards the chaotic scene next to Kim Deok-Sung.
“Master! EriLing too! EriLing wants to join!”
Eri Ling followed Olivia from behind.
“… This place is terrifying…”
Beatrice, trembling in a corner, witnessed the scene.
Next to her was Han Seo-Jin.
With a towel on her head, Han Seo-Jin, who had quietly submerged herself in the water, opened her eyes.
Before her, the outdoor bath looked like a complete mess.
The earlier scene flashed in Han Seo-Jin’s mind.
‘That person’s nakedness…’
A well-proportioned body and the impressive asset below.
Truly worthy of being South Korea’s only hero.
‘There would be no problem in producing a second generation.’
Satisfaction for all harem members, and even the production of offspring.
The Harem Plan was progressing smoothly today as well.
Han Seo-Jin thought this, subconsciously rubbing her belly.
‘Maybe I could too…’
Thinking that far, Han Seo-Jin shook her head slightly.
She couldn’t have children.
She had no right to stand by his side.
Maybe as a practice or enjoyment partner, but otherwise, no.
Of course, she was always prepared to respond if he required her body.
All of her being.
Every single hair, every fragment of her soul belonged solely to him.
‘Mr. Kim Deok-Sung. If it’s for your happiness…’
I can do anything.
Han Seo-Jin thought this as she quietly gazed at Kim Deok-Sung with heavy eyes.
*
Back massages, huh?
What is this, a public bathhouse? What are we doing in a hot spring?
Honestly, at first, I thought the idea of taking a hot spring bath with a beautiful girl wasn’t bad, regardless of the content.
After all, it’s a situation any man would find hard to dislike.
But if it goes on like this, it’s quite bothersome.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been soaking for too long, but my head hurts.
But outright kicking people out feels a bit awkward too.
Just when I was feeling awkward…
“Back massages? What kind of scoundrel act is this?! Everyone, step aside! No actions can happen without my permission as the exclusive maid!”
I heard Olivia’s voice.
Splash.
Olivia fell into the water in front of me.
Steam rose with the hot spring water.
“Master! Eri Ling wants to join too!”
Eri’s voice chimed in from behind.
Olivia.
Good timing.
“What? Bonaparte? Are you asserting that, as the exclusive maid, you will monopolize Deok-Sung’s back?”
“Exactly. Olive Sister, how unfair! Major point deduction for Haru! Beep beep!”
With Olivia’s appearance, Rin and Haru quickly jumped in to counter her.
“Th-th-that’s…”
Olivia stammered, her face turning bright red.
If this continues, we’ll get swept back into the back massage flow.
I can’t fall into that quagmire again.
It’s best to side with Olivia here.
“Olivia is right.”
My words instantly quieted the hot spring atmosphere.
A sudden silence.
Awkward.
“What’s this about back massages? If you come to a hot spring, you should just soak in the water.”
Olivia’s face turned bright red upon hearing my words.
The platinum hair of Olivia, now wet from the hot spring water, shone brightly.
She brushed her hair back and placed a hand on her chest.
“Hohohohoho! Did you all see that? My authority as your exclusive maid! There’s a huge gap between you all and me!”
Suddenly.
She hooks her arm through mine.
Olivia’s ample bosom presses against my arm.
With a smug expression, Olivia lets out a lady-like giggle.
“I, Olivia Napoleon Bonaparte, am the one and only legitimate exclusive maid! I’m on a different level than you commoners!”
Look at her all giddy just because I gave her a little support.
Honestly, seeing it so often has made it somewhat cute.
Cute?
I must be losing my mind from all the soaking in the hot spring.
The silence that falls after Olivia’s shrill, high-pitched lady voice is palpable.
The first to break it is Eri.
“What’s up, Princess? Why are you clinging to Master while saying that? I want to be beside Master too!”
Slap!
Eri clings to the opposite side of Olivia.
Not as curvy, but definitely noticeable.
This feels ominous somehow.
“I won’t lose to that washboard, Bonaparte! Deok-Sung! I’m here too! You can hug me anytime you want!”
“Rin! Move aside. Deok-Sung oppa is mine. He’s my super cute little brother, Haru. I’m going to snuggle up to him just like the others!”
“Master, me too…”
“Hawhawhaw… Mr. Kim Deok-Sung. I want to snuggle up too.”
As Eri kicks things off, Rin, Haru, Makoto, and Evangelin join the fray.
I can feel the different beautiful girls’ skin all over me.
All the heroines are piling on!
Aren’t they the least bit embarrassed?
My blood starts boiling against my will.
I’m holding back my desires with superhuman self-control, but at this rate, I’m not sure how much longer I can last.
I can’t do anything I can’t take responsibility for yet.
I need to wait until I’m in a position to handle it.
‘Until the Eastern Sea and Baekdu Mountain run dry…’
I quietly chant the national anthem in my heart.
Thinking of the anthem reminds me of morning roll call.
Images of my military roll call days pop into my head.
When I served, I was in the squad living quarters, not the dorm. There was that one time I stood guard at the front of the line the night before, and I woke up late, so the squad leader yelled at me for waking the squad members up late after roll call was over.
I was only a minute late!
That bastard Sergeant Park, it really makes me mad when I think about it.
As Sergeant Park’s face flashes before my eyes, my boiling lower half quickly cools down.
Thank you, Sergeant Park!
Just as I manage to calm my heated body thanks to Sergeant Park, I try to shake off the heroines’ touches when…
“Dinner is soon! Cadets, stop your hot spring soaking and head to dinner…”
A familiar voice rings out from the entrance of the open-air bath.
Everyone’s gaze turns to the entrance.
And there she is.
“…H-hic!”
Caught mid-sentence and blushing like crazy, the pink-haired beauty stutters and looks our way.
Mayuzumi Mayu has arrived.
