The Story of the Golden Spoon in Another World

Chapter 5: Sex Education – 1

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“Ugh…”

After leaving my father’s office, I greeted Sven, who was still standing by the door.  

Seeing him return the greeting with his usual expressionless face, I walked down the hallway.

“Official business.”

Even if I learned the work, it would practically be errands. There was no reason to give important tasks to an inexperienced youngster.

Anyway.  Now that my lessons were over, I wondered what I should do.  

Entertainment in this world mainly consisted of alcohol, gambling, and sex.  

Honestly, a big part of why I had been studying so far was because I had nothing else to do.  

Now I would have work to occupy my time, but…

“Huh?”

On my way back to my room, I saw the familiar garden. In the garden, amidst a flowerbed filled with pure white blossoms, there were people gathered in a spot set up for tea.

“…….”

A strikingly beautiful blonde woman, easily noticeable even from afar. 

Grace Franz. Brother Aidan’s wife.  

Our eyes met.

I stopped in my tracks for a moment, staring blankly.  

She looked like a painting, standing in the flower garden as the wind blew and petals fluttered around her.

We gazed at each other for a short while, the moment ending when she bowed her head in greeting. 

I returned the bow and slowly continued on my way.

“Damn, she’s beautiful.”

I muttered to myself and headed towards my study.

* * *

“Young Master.”

While I was alone in my room reading a book, the head maid arrived.  

Like Sven, she approached with an impassive face, bowing her head silently.  Was a poker face a basic passive skill for servants?

“Lena. What is it?”

While Sven managed all the affairs of the Count Franz household, Lena managed the people who worked within it.  

Strictly speaking, Sven used to manage the male servants, but since he was usually busy with other matters, Lena often took over.  

In any case, it was rare for Lena to seek me out.

“It’s about the matter in three days.”

“Three days? Ah.”

Had that already reached Lena’s ears?  

No, given Lena’s position, it was certainly something she would know.

But why?  Seeing the question in my expression, Lena spoke.

“We will begin your sex education today.”

“Sex education? But I know the basics, don’t I?”

I lacked experience, but I wasn’t uneducated. There were books on the subject, and…

“Of course you do. However, real life is different from books.”

That was true.  But “real life”?  Did she mean…  Could it be…?

“Uh, what? Are you serious? Sex?”

“No. Your first experience will be with her. The education starting today will begin with familiarizing yourself with the real thing.”

“Aha.”

So it was to prevent me from being shocked by seeing a woman’s genitals?  Hmm.

“Will that be alright?”

“It’s fine with me.”

“Understood. Then please wait a moment.”

Lena bowed and excused herself.  I closed the book I was reading.  I felt a flicker of curiosity.  

Noble sex education.  What would it be like?

After a short while, Lena returned with several other maids.

“Young Master. We will begin the preparations.”

“Uh, yes.”

I felt a little nervous.  

As I sat quietly, Lena began to signal the maids.  

The maids bowed to me and then began to move swiftly and silently.

*Rustle!*

They drew the curtains, darkening the room, and lit candles they had brought from somewhere. 

The soft candlelight illuminated the darkened room, creating a certain atmosphere. And…

“Sniff, is there a scent?”

“Yes. It has a calming effect.”

Lena answered quietly.  Was it like aromatherapy? They had this too, huh?  Come to think of it, they often added something to the bathwater.

“Now then, Young Master.”

As if all the preparations were complete, Lena stood beside me. I glanced at her, then looked ahead. 

The maids who had been bustling around a moment ago were now standing quietly before me, their eyes on me.

“Is there a maid you prefer?”

“…Here?”

“Yes. I have personally vetted all the girls here. If you would prefer someone else, please let me know.”

At Lena’s words, I looked at the maids again.  

There were about ten of them.  Some I had seen in passing, while others were unfamiliar.  They varied in height, build, and bust size.  The common denominator was that they were all attractive.  

Well, it was said that simply being a maid made them a prime marriage candidate for those below the castle walls.

“Hmm.”

However, this was the first time I had looked at them with a sexual gaze.  I slowly scanned them from one end to the other.  They were all beautiful.  It wouldn’t matter who I chose.

“Do I have to choose one?”

“Any number is acceptable.”

Hah.  

To think I would be in a position to pick and choose women like this.  I was glad I was born a noble.  

Glad I had magic power.  

After carefully examining the maids, I decided on two familiar faces.

“Then, Charlotte and Neria.”

“Understood. Charlotte, Neria.”

“Y-yes.”

“Yes!”

At my words, Lena called out the two maids, and they stepped forward.  Their expressions were slightly nervous, but their cheeks were flushed.  

It was a relief that they didn’t seem to dislike it.  Even I would be hurt if the girls I saw every day made disgusted faces.

But the atmosphere had become strangely charged.  The maids were looking at me with unusual gazes.  

What? What was wrong? Lena, noticing my unease, sighed briefly. At the sound of her sigh, the maids straightened their backs.

“What’s wrong?”

“Young Master. You seem to know the maids’ names.”

“Ah. That? Is that strange?”

“Unless they are high-ranking servants, they are rarely addressed by name by nobles.”

I nodded at Lena’s words.  Nobles treated their servants like rocks.  Not in a cruelly abusive way, as depicted in some novels, but rather like tools or objects, ignored until needed.  

It was different for high-ranking servants like Sven and Lena.

“Charlotte and Neria come to my room every day, don’t they? I know them because I see them often. They’re the ones who make my bed and serve me tea every morning, right?”

“Yes.”

“It’s only natural that I know their names.”

I remembered the surprised looks on their faces when I had asked for their names before. 

I hadn’t understood why back then, but now I did.  Looking at Charlotte and Neria, I saw that they were looking at the floor with flushed cheeks. 

I hadn’t intended it, but…  It was a good thing I had laid the groundwork.

After a short while, the other maids left the room.

“Now then, Young Master.”

The only people left in the darkened, quiet room were myself, Lena, Charlotte, and Neria. Just the four of us.  

In the room filled with a strange fragrance, Lena spoke softly.

“Let the sex education begin.”

* * *

A rustling sound echoed through the quiet room. I, too, feeling slightly tense, quietly watched the two of them. 

While there wasn’t a specific “maid uniform” in this world, there was a standard attire for servants.  

It wasn’t particularly distinctive, but the flowing skirts were pleasant to look at.

The two of them stood before me in such attire.  Charlotte was a girl with brown hair and black eyes.  

Small in stature, she had a modest bust and wasn’t very tall.  I had occasionally seen her struggling to make my bed in the mornings.

Neria was a striking girl with red hair and orange eyes.  She seemed to be in charge of my tableware, as she was usually the one who brought food and drinks. 

The tea in this world was too bitter for my taste, but Neria, having prepared my tea for a long time, had learned to brew it sweet and to my liking.  

She was a head taller than Charlotte, with curves in all the right places.

Seeing the two of them standing side-by-side, the words “fantasy world” came to mind once more.  

Could such hair and eye colors occur naturally?

“Now then, Young Master.”

“Yes.”

Lena stood between me and the two girls.

“I will explain the procedures for your wedding night in three days.”

“Alright.”

So they even determined the procedures beforehand.  

Come to think of it, even married couples rarely shared the same room.  I knew that my father and mother slept separately.

“First, Young Master, you will begin your preparations that evening.”

“From the evening?”

“Yes.”

The union between nobles was considered that important of an event.  It apparently only happened once a month, at most.

Did they really have such low libidos?  It must have been tough for my brother.

Lena slowly explained the procedures.  

First, I would bathe, then prepare my clothes, and then be guided to Grace’s bedroom.  Grace would also be making her preparations while I was getting ready.  

She didn’t elaborate on the details.

“When you enter the bedroom, Grace will be waiting for you on the bed.  You should approach the bed with dignity, without rushing.”

Simple etiquette.  

I listened as she explained how to behave.  Nothing unusual.  Just don’t be rude, respect your partner. That sort of thing.

After saying that, Lena suddenly held something up.  

A smooth, flowing silk garment.  Wait, they had things like this? …Well, the clothes I was currently wearing were made of fine fabric, even for medieval times.  

This fantasy world was amazing.

“Grace will be wearing this type of garment.”

“Uh, oh.”

Honestly, I had never seen anything like it before.  

Was this what they called lingerie?  It looked like it would be completely see-through.

“It is also considered impolite to avert your gaze at this time.  You should treat her as you normally would.”

“Normally?”

“Yes.”

But how?  Hmm, Grace’s ample bosom would be completely visible.

“However, it is acceptable to look at her breasts and genitals.”

“Really?”

“Yes.  It’s a sign that you feel sexual desire.”

Ah.  I see.  How straightforward.

After saying that, Lena looked at the two girls who had been standing silently.

“Then, let’s try it on.”

“…Charlotte and Neria?”

“Yes.  Knowing how to remove this type of lingerie is also essential etiquette.  It is a great insult to a woman if a noble man cannot undo her undergarments.”

Not knowing how to undress a woman meant that one was unwilling to perform the act.  A great insult, Lena warned that it was something to be absolutely avoided.

As Lena finished speaking, Charlotte and Neria slowly began to undress.  

Finally! I stared intently at them.  

Charlotte and Neria blushed under my gaze and their hands lingered on the hems of their clothes.

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