Chapter 4: The Beginning of a Life Full of Rape
This time, I had successfully made an acquaintance.
I, Rigel von Gowther, heir to the Marquis family, was prepared to continue the family legacy.
"...I see. The time has finally come," my father said solemnly, seated in his office.
For boys from noble families, fertility is an essential trait.
This was especially true for the Marquis of Gowther family, as my father, the current head, was unable to produce an heir.
Had I been incapable of having children myself, the worst-case scenario would have been the end of our family line.
Well, I suppose I might have sought a cure for my father's condition before it came to that...
In such circumstances, the heir's first experience became a significant milestone.
"They say good deeds should not be delayed. Let's prepare a suitable woman for you immediately," my father declared, determination evident in his tone.
It seemed he had already begun planning to secure a match for me.
Well, I'm grateful for that, but.....
"Does that mean you're choosing a fiancée?"
In response to my question, my father shook his head.
"No, that's not the case. The selection of your fiancée is proving difficult. It will probably take some time."
"… I agree."
They call me the incompetent Rigel.
There are marriage proposals coming in that take advantage of my Marquis bloodline, but to be honest, they are all far below our rank.
Since the woman will become the wife of the next head of a Marquis family, it is customary for her to come from a family with a status of Viscount or higher.
So, it's not an easy decision to make.
If push comes to shove, my father is even considering marriage to the daughter of a Baron or a wealthy merchant… but that's a last resort.
"So, what do you mean by 'providing a woman'?"
In response to my question, my father spoke calmly.
"To be honest, anyone would be fine. We need to secure someone who will carry on the bloodline of the Marquis family. Even if she doesn't get pregnant, it would be good practice for the future. I know it's a selfish request, but it's a necessity for the family."
"No, it's nothing like that…"
I knew exactly what my father meant: his impotence.
Due to his condition, only my sister Mestelica and I remain as heirs to the Marquis bloodline.
If, by some misfortune, I were to die without leaving an heir, the Marquis family would face extinction.
Considering the risks, my father is forced to act, even if it means choosing a woman from a somewhat questionable background.
"But it's a bit tricky. Saying 'anyone' doesn't make it easier to decide."
"Well, that's true… If you'd like, I can choose—"
"Please stop that."
"Why not?"
"If it'd have been you, Father, would you have kidnapped a random town girl."
"What's wrong with that?"
My father's expression remained serious, and I could tell he wasn't joking.
This is what it means to be a true aristocrat.
Commoners' lives are seen as insignificant, no more than insects in the eyes of nobility.
Some aristocrats even treat them as livestock.
"The woman you choose might not suit my tastes. I'd prefer to select the person myself. I want to choose the one that I'll impregnate. Please understand."
I am my father's son, after all.
Because I have memories from my past life, I am aware that rape is wrong.
At the same time, though, I haven't entirely lost the memories and values of my current life.
Even if I am despised for being incompetent and useless, I am still a true aristocrat.
I'm not the type to kill for pleasure, but I also don't have the sensitive emotions that would make me feel guilty for taking advantage of a random town girl.
"I see… I understand. If that's what you want, then so be it."
"Thank you."
"By the way, have you decided on a candidate? While I'm allowing you to choose, we can't afford to wait forever."
"Well, there is one."
"Oh? Who is it?"
"Dolly."
"…Hmm?"
My father tilted his head at my response.
"Who was that? The name sounds familiar…"
It wasn't surprising that he didn't immediately remember.
"Dolly is one of the maids. She's been taking care of me since I was a child."
She's slightly older than Mestelica and me. I think she's in her late teens now.
"Ah! I see! That's right—her!"
It seemed he finally remembered. He must have completely forgotten about her until now.
Well, she is just a maid working in the mansion, after all. It's normal for someone of his stature not to recall the names of commoners.
The only exception might be a head maid, because they have a partial noble blood mixed into their lineage. But Dolly is different.
"Is she suitable?"
"Yes."
"Hmm… Why her?"
"No particular reason. I just thought she would be an easy target."
This was the simple truth.
Head maids, with their partial aristocratic backgrounds, could be troublesome to deal with. Dolly, however, was a pure commoner.
I figured she would be easy to manipulate.
And above all else――
I want to taste those big breasts.
In terms of breast size alone, she is one of the best maids in the Gowther household.
It will definitely feel great to massage those voluptuous milkers!
With such an attractive chest, it's only natural that you'd want to experience it at least once.
"...I see. Then let's give this Dolly thing some orders."
"Oh, no. Please don't do that."
"Why not? If you give money to commoners, they will generally comply with your orders. If they are so cocky as to show any reluctance, you can just threaten them with their life."
My father said this nonchalantly.
The Marquis family wields great influence in the empire.
It has money, power and force.
And since his father, the head of the family, also serves as the commander of the Royal Guard, he is naturally strong.
"No need. I'm looking forward to attacking a woman who resists."
"Huh..."
Father nodded in admiration at my words.
"Very well. Attack as you like. However, I will leave a 'shadow' behind just in case there is too much resistance."
"Understood"
And so, my life with rape was about to begin.
[A/N: The protagonist's hilarious life of rape begins from the next chapter! So, stay tuned till the next chapter comes out..]