My Stepmom is Too Pretty, and It’s Troubling Me

Chapter 175




Chapter: 175

“…….”

Chest.

“…….”

Waist.

“…….”

Hip.

“…nape.”

…Oh boy.

It seems my head has definitely gone haywire.

No matter how much I say I was a man in my past life, I’ve never thought this much about a woman’s body.

“I’m going crazy…”

Ever since that day I bathed with the two of them, I have been unable to shake off these strange thoughts.

We simply shared the bathroom like normal people, yet I keep having these provocative imaginations pop up.

It’s troubling in so many ways, especially since they come to mind uninvited.

“What am I, some puberty-stricken middle school boy…?”

It’s not just guilt over these recurring thoughts, there’s more to it.

Every time I encounter Rize, Rosalyn, and Ashley in the mansion, I find myself having strange thoughts, almost against my will.

I can’t help but imagine their bodies under their clothes for some reason.

Honestly… it’s embarrassing.

Every time I run into the three of them, I can’t stop thinking about nudity or other lewd scenarios…

It’s a situation I truly don’t understand myself.

“Sigh… I’m going crazy.”

I haven’t thought like this since Rosalyn first came, back when we were bathing together for the first time.

I never thought I’d find myself having such fantasies about the people in this mansion.

Ever since that day in the bath with Rosalyn and Rize, these strange thoughts haven’t stopped.

“…Her figure is incredibly pretty, though.”

Rize is also slim and has a beautiful figure, but the one that pops into my mind the most is, without a doubt, Rosalyn’s figure.

It’s not just about being thin or having curves in the right places.

Starting from her hips to her tiny waist, and that contrasting heavy… um.

And her skin? It’s so nice that if I touched her body, I might just feel a soft and smooth texture…

“Ha.”

I’m losing it.

-Knock knock-

While lying on my bed, feeling utterly ridiculous, I heard a knock.

It must be Rize.

There’s no one else who comes to my room at this time.

“…Come in.”

“Young Lady, we received a gift from a place we used to have dealings with for business.”

“What is it?”

“Um… It looks like a blanket. They said it’s made from expensive materials sourced from the East, but I’m not sure.”

…Rize came in holding a single blanket.

Normally, I would have been curious about the blanket she was holding and chatted about it, but…

“Really? Well, it does look nice. Can you take it to my room after washing it?”

“I will. Is there anything else you need? Maybe a drink?”

“…I don’t think so.”

…With that, I sent Rize away.

The truth is, ever since she entered my room, I couldn’t help but think of something strange about her.

“…Ha.”

This is really driving me crazy.

It’s not like simply sharing a bath with them caused such a change.

If just seeing their bodies could create such a shift in thought, I should have experienced it before.

If anything stayed in my mind from that day, there was almost nothing.

“…Let’s skip the bath for now. If not that… the clothing store? No, that can’t be it.”

…There’s no way it was because we shared time at a clothing store that I’d start thinking like this.

That would simply be too absurd.

“Was there something I heard that could have triggered this…?”

The only thing that came to mind, potentially, was something I heard while we were talking.

The time we had the most conversations was definitely… during the evening while roaming the streets and the market together?

Aside from that, nothing solid came to mind.

“…Talk about love interests?”

Out of all our conversations, Rosalyn had mentioned her chance of finding a lover at the Academy, saying it should be told to her.

Among the things we talked about that day, that was the only one that stuck.

I didn’t openly show it to Rosalyn, but honestly, that part didn’t leave me feeling too great either.

Seeing me entangled with a man was just uncomfortable to imagine.

Hearing Rosalyn bring that up… naturally, I hated the idea.

I like women, after all…?

“…Could that have been the trigger?”

Is it because I heard something about men?

Did it unconsciously make me think about liking women?

“…My head hurts.”

Seriously.

*

One good thing to note is that I don’t have strange thoughts about any woman.

After all, our mansion has quite a few maids.

The maids in cute outfits aren’t bad-looking, at least enough to avoid the term ‘ugly’ in any evaluation.

But even so, I don’t have any strange thoughts when I see those maids.

In fact, I feel nothing at all.

“…Hmm.”

Well, irrespective of appearance, none of them can hold a candle to Rosalyn, Rize, or Ashley.

Perhaps that’s why I don’t feel that way towards them?

“…What’s going on in my room again….”

“I just came to see.”

…Looking at Ashley right now, I can certainly say she’s in a different league compared to the other maids.

Even with her hair all over the place, she’s undeniably pretty….

“Hmm.”

“…?”

“Teacher.”

“What is it…?”

I wonder how to approach this.

I came to ask Ashley for advice regarding my situation, but maybe sharing everything might not be a good idea.

What if Ashley tells Rosalyn what I said…?

Therefore, I was also hesitant about what to say.

“…I’m attending the Academy, right?”

“Yes.”

“During that time, I often hung out with friends, you know?”

“…So?”

Deciding not to mention Rize and Rosalyn as examples from the start.

After all, Ashley is one of the pretty women in this mansion, and just mentioning cute friends could get complicated.

“Um, I sometimes spend time with friends in the dormitory room or even sleep in the same room…”

Well, I never actually slept in the same room with friends.

Except for that time we traveled, the only person I slept with was Rize.

I’m just using people who aren’t in the mansion as examples.

“I sometimes bathe with them, and every time, my gaze keeps drifting to their bodies.”

“…Your gaze drifts?”

“Yes, I can’t help but look… So, this must be a bit strange, right?”

“…Um.”

Ashley looked a bit flustered by my reaction.

She certainly didn’t expect I would bring this up.

The exact content of our conversation differs, but it’s not like it was entirely wrong.

Her situation mirrors my conundrum.

“I’ve never thought in that way about men at all, but with girls, it’s… that’s definitely strange.”

Of course, I knew that wasn’t considered normal.

Regardless of my past life as a man, I’m living as a woman right now.

“…Um.”

“You can just tell me normally.”

“…Isn’t it uncommon…?”

Yeah, it definitely was.

I knew well enough that it wasn’t typical.

Even just the idea of being attracted to the same sex carries quite a stigma, and most would struggle to accept such notions casually.

“But maybe… that could happen, right? Looking at someone else’s body isn’t very common in the first place…”

Ashley began to say this with a serious tone, distinctly different from her usual sleepy manner.

Despite spending most of her days sleeping and acting reluctant to do anything, she seemed incredibly earnest this time.

I found it quite heartening.

I had come to her out of sheer confusion over my situation.

Yet, I hadn’t expected such a response.

“There are really weird people in the tower… like those who develop magic while feeling sexual…”

Isn’t the teacher, after all, still a teacher?

Even if she slacks off on her work, I began to feel Ashley’s professionalism shine through.

“Feeling attracted to a woman should be fine… As long as both parties consent, it could lead to a normal relationship or something like that…?”

“Hmm….”

“So, you don’t feel that way at all…?”

“…I haven’t told the teacher anything about that…”

“Oh.”

…Well.

It makes sense that a student suddenly tells the teacher they are attracted to the same sex.

I wasn’t surprised but wanted to tease her anyway.

Setting aside all the angst I felt, Ashley said that as long as there’s consent from both parties, there shouldn’t be an issue…?

If Ashley, an adult, directly says it’s okay, then…

“…….”

Does that mean it’s not a problem?

 

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