Atelier Tanaka

Great Holy Land (2nd)

The first destination for this new master-slave combo was the dining room.

With Drill-chan at my side, we travelled to the first floor of the mansion where we found Edita Sensei already waiting at the table. After spending some time with her when we were both living in Dragon City, it was common for her to sleep in late, but I guess that’s changed.

She arrived first and took a seat at the table and patiently waited for everyone else to arrive.

She hasn’t even touched any of the food yet.

A freshly pressed tablecloth covered the table with tableware and teacups positioned at each seat. The cups of tea had long since lost the steam. My lovely Sensei was sitting on a tall chair with her cute feet swaying beneath her, unable to reach the floor.

This swaying stopped as soon as she spotted us.

“Eh…w-what’s this about!? Have you been with this girl all morning!?”

“I ran into her when I was leaving my room.”

“I-Is that so? Right, I see. T-That’s certainly possible!”

“Yes, it’s possible.”

The kimoronge was nowhere in sight.

That’s fine by me.

I don’t like the sight of him.

“I’m sorry we made you wait to eat, but I appreciate you waiting for us.”

“No, I-I just got here myself.”

I nodded at Sensei before taking the seat across from her. Naturally, Drill-chan walked up beside me and took the seat to my right. The dining table was long and could fit several people, but the three of us were directly in the middle, two on one side and one on the other.

“Ah….”

A small gasp escaped Sensei’s lips.

“What? Is something wrong~?”

“I-It’s nothing. It can’t be helped after all….”

“Is that so~?”

As we took our seats, several maids that were waiting in the corner began to move.

They brought out food for the three of us and made up pates for all of us. They were quick and graceful. They continued bringing out dish after dish, laying out appetizers and soups all across the table. The delectable smell tickled my nostrils. There’s nothing worse than an empty stomach to start the day.

The sound of someone’s stomach growling could be heard over the clanking of dishes and silverware.

“….”

I won’t say where it came from.

Just as I had experienced previously, all of the maids here kept their legs straight and their hips thrust backward whenever they had to bend forward at the waist. The amazing hospitality of the Great Holy Land continues to shine brightly here as well.

I wonder if they’re not wearing any panties today.

They all possessed curvaceous bodies and the dark shadows created by the creases between their large asses and thick thighs were mesmerizing. I couldn’t turn my virgin eyes away. The secret barely obscured by their mini-skirts made my heart pound. These lewd maids are the best.

“O-Oi!”

Edita Sensei suddenly yelled out.

Is she trying to hide the embarrassment from her stomach growling?

“What is it, Edita-san?”

“We’ve had this amazing meal prepared for us, so why aren’t we enjoying it? We should be talking!”

“You’re right about that.”

I can’t help but have my eyes occasionally drawn to the maids. It’s sad that Sensei is crossing her legs, but it doesn’t matter anyway with the table blocking any chance I have of catching a glimpse beneath her skirt.

The only thing left for me to look at was the maid who was constantly attending to my every need while thrusting her ass as if asking me to shove it in her from behind. It’s forbidden for a virgin.

Still, I want to see it. I want to see what lies beneath her skirt.

“This salad sure is d-delicious.”

“You’re right. It tastes so good.”

“Right!?”

However, I can’t ignore Sensei when she speaks to me.

She was robotically moving the food from her plate to her mouth with a stressed look on her face.

It would be horrible if she noticed I was eagerly anticipating every chance I’d get to ogle the maids.

“This sauce is also very good! The flavor is just right!”

“Yeah, I think it might be my favourite part so far.”

“Really!?”

As I was engaging in casual conversation with Sensei, a loud metallic clattering sounded throughout the dining room.

It came from right beside me.

I turned to Drill-chan and saw that the fork she was using had mysteriously disappeared. My eyes slowly moved down to where the sound came from and I spotted the fork lying next to her feet just a few centimetres from her toes.

“Ara~n? I seemed to have dropped my fork.”

Her eyes shifted over toward me.

Her plan is obvious.

She wants her slave to get it for her.

I’m ready for this.

Let the slave battle begin.

“Will you get it for me?”

“…me?”

“Would you ask a lady to pick up something from the floor?”

“Hmm? What are you talking about? You were the one that dropped it….”

Edita Sensei has a point, but I can’t refuse any of Drill-chan’s commands. I pushed my chair back and slowly stood up before getting down on my knees under the table and placing my hands near her feet.

Naturally, the big-breasted loli’s feet came within inches of my nose. Even from this angle, her long skirt prevented me from seeing her thighs. Even so, I could get a closeup look at her calves and the pleasant fragrance coming from her body tickled my nose.

Of course, there’s no part of me that wants to be in this position. I don’t have a choice, after all. I need to get the recipe for hair regrowth from Drill-chan. Ah, how unfortunate. It can’t be helped. Curse my balding head.

“O-Oi!”

I heard Edita Sensei protesting again and quickly reached out for the fork.

As soon as my fingers were near it, Drill-chan’s foot moved.

To be more exact, her foot stomped down on the back of my hand. I’m not sure if she chose to take off her shoes out of concern for me or fear of retaliation once my servitude ends, but the decision was a blessing for me. She’s only wearing stockings which means I get a near direct transmission of loli heat on my hand.

“….”

“Fufu, ufufufu.”

She lifted her other foot and placed it down on my head.

The same warm sensation was transmitted to my scalp.

“….”

I didn’t realize how much I’d enjoy being stepped on by a loli.

If you really think about it, Drill-chan is a great person. To think that she’d freely do something like this that would easily cost at least ¥5,000 in Akiba. If the person doing it was the same age as Drill-chan, it would be impossible to put a price on it.

No wonder the Kimoronge has sworn his allegiance to her. If I could be promised rewards like this on a regular basis, I’d happily submit myself to Drill-chan and forget all of my other prospects in life.

“W-What are you doing down there?”

Ah, crap, I can hear Sensei moving in her chair to look under the table.

We’re in a pinch.

Drill-chan quickly removed her feet from me and placed them back in her shoes and then quickly feigned ignorance. Just as Sensei’s head appeared under the table, I was left alone with my hand on the fork. There was no evidence of what had just happened.

“…oi, how long does it take to pick up a fork?”

“Sorry about that. My back has been hurting recently after everything I’ve been doing.”

“Eh? A-Are you alright?”

“Yes, I can manage it with my recovery magic.”

“Really? Then, that’s good.”

It was close, but we’re safe.

This feeling of almost getting caught is intoxicating.

At this rate, Drill-chan will have me completely trained before I return to the Penny Empire.

If I think about this, Drill-chan is still a virgin. Maybe this route isn’t that bad.

I’d like there to be romance involved when I lose my virginity, but a love a master has for her slave is still love.

I want to experience first hand the moment sadism turns to love.

“Umm, I-I have another fork for you.”

As soon as I had returned to my seat, a maid approached from my side with a new fork for Drill-chan.

“Thank you. It’s for her.”

“Of course.”

The maid set a new fork down in front of Drill-chan.

I’m sure this maid has worked here for many years. Every action she takes looks so sophisticated. The idea of such a sophisticated maid walking around with no panties did more to excite me than any poorly made AV even though I can’t see any of it.

“Excuse me, this is the one that she dropped….”

I held out the fork Drill-chan had dropped and noticed it had a wet shine on the tines. Drill-chan’s saliva.

Damn it.

I missed my chance to put it in my mouth.

“Thank you for picking it up.”

The sophisticated maid placed her hands on mine when she grabbed the fork. This is just like at the convenience store when the cute clerk gives you your change back and touches the top of your hand. When such a pretty girl does this, it makes me want to skip all of the pretense and propose to her right there.

This is the legendary hospitality of the Great Holy Land.

They target a virgin’s weak point and attack without mercy.

No other joy in life can compete with the warmth from a cute girl’s hand when she touches yours.

“Baron Tanaka, you have a guest.”

“I do?”

“Yes, the Saint is here for you.”

What does she want with me?

Given her high standing, I suppose I can’t make her wait while I eat.

“I’ll be out to greet her right away.”

“There’s no need. I’ve already informed her you were eating and she’s come to meet you here.”

“Ah, sure.”

Directly behind the maid, a young woman entered through the doorway leading out to the hall. The most distinguishing characteristic of this woman was her unparalleled beauty. It was the Saint I had met yesterday.

I may be the temporary master of this estate, but the maids here report directly to the Saint and any of her commands would overrule mine. I gave her a deep bow as she passed through the doorway.

I was surprised to see that she was alone. She may be the type of person that prefers travelling alone. It’s rare for someone with such a grand title to travel alone, but the noble mage is another example of such a person.

“I apologize for interrupting your meal. Would you mind if I joined you?”

“It would be an honor for you to join us.”

After we exchanged our greetings, the maids began quickly moving around as they prepared a seat for the Saint. It was cool seeing a large group like them to so quickly arrange a place at the table without even exchanging a single word.

As the maid’s finished, the Saint remained frozen as her eyes met Edita Sensei.

“Saint-sama, do you know my companion?”

“Eh? Ah, n-no. It’s nothing.”

“Are you sure?”

It looked like Edita Sensei was also confused by the Saint’s sudden intense gaze.

My blonde, thick thighed, loli Sensei tends to wear her emotions on her face. Which is why, looking closely at her face, I can tell that she’s having a normal reaction that suggests they’ve never met before.

Sensei is an accomplished alchemist, but it would still be strange for someone like a saint to recognize her. I couldn’t stop thinking about her reaction and what might be the cause for it.

“If you’d like, you can take my seat instead….”

“No, it’s really nothing. I was just lost in thought for a moment.”

The Saint quickly brushed off my suggestion and walked toward her seat.

“Pardon me.”

She gave everyone a small bow before taking her seat beside Edita Sensei and directly across from Drill-chan. Sensei had an immediate reaction to a stranger sitting beside her and her cute fidgeting was hard to look away from.

I also returned to my seat to continue my meal.