The Case About The Ladies From A Noble Family Who Turned Out to Be Yanderes After I Saved Them

Chapter 15: The Hunters Drool in Secret

I have been to this mansion three times.

When that incident happened, when I sent Carol, and when I sent Alice. In each case, I didn’t have time to check what was inside the mansion or what kind of structure it had.

Now it was daytime. Thanks to the fine weather, I could see everything inside the mansion.

The large lawn was beautifully mowed, and there was a fountain stand in the center with water flowing out of it vigorously. Colorful flowers were planted around the fountain. And a path made of stone existed outside the lawn.

And the most Aston thing was the structure.

“Amazing…”

The visuals were so striking that it reminded me of one of the Palace of Versailles in France. Beautiful architectural style with red bricks and top quality marble. The cobalt blue colored roof had several windows with gold leaf on their frames.

Not only in this other world, but a duke was a title that reigned at the top of the nobility. In my image, it’s like marrying royalty or playing a central role in a country.

Now that I looked at it this way, I instantly realized how amazing the people I saved were.

I had always thought that this world was out of reach for me as a special forces soldier, but here I was, standing in front of the door that led to the interior of this gleaming mansion.

Two maids told me to wait and went inside. They probably went to call the three beautiful ladies.

And after a few moments, the door was opened.

There they were.

Standing there were these immensely beautiful ladies with pink hair.

“It’s been a while~Haruto-sama.”

“Onii-s… Haruto-sama! I’ve been waiting for you!”

“Thank you for coming, Haruto.”

“Thank you for inviting me to your party.”

Beautiful… They were too beautiful. I had only seen such beautiful women in movies and television.

As I looked away slightly, Carol said,

“Onii… Haruto-sama, is there something wrong?”

“No, no… it’s nothing.”

Carol, dressed in a burgundy dress, asked looking at me with her shoulder-length pink hair flowing in a sweeping motion. Oh, no… dress with full shoulders, exposing her collarbone, and on top of that, two marshmallows unbecoming to her appearance…

Stop… I should not look away. Yes, right. I should look at her face. And so I turned my gaze to Carol’s face.

Then her ruby red eyes caught mine. Her gaze, which seemed to suck me in, had a sexiness to it that I had never seen before.

While I was puzzled, another beautiful girl approached me.

“Haruto… you look a little pale, is everything okay?”

“Ah, yeah. I’m good, good.”

I looked at the owner of the voice.

Alice, who was wearing a blue dress, was looking at me worriedly.

She, like her sister, was showing off her collarbones, and her porcelain-white skin was so beautiful that it seemed like she was out of this world.

What a cool beauty!

And most of all, the extreme comfort I felt when I put her on my back with her two huge soft melons. That’s not all. The softness of those thin arms and the feel of her thighs…

Stop… I came here as a guest. I can’t look at them that way. Think back to when I was in the Special Forces. A work environment covered in men.

While thinking, I looked at Alice.

She caught my eye again. It was as if my gaze was about to sink into the sea, yet it seemed to be filled with emotions I had never felt before. Her expressions as if she was desperately trying to hold something back, but which was something unique to an adult.

Alice and Carol’s appearance was different from the last time I saw them.

Their moods, their expressions, their gazes, and even their smells.

As I was upset, another woman approached me and spoke to me in a toned-down, s**y voice.

“Haruto-sama… you don’t want to attend the party?”

“That’s not true! I am very happy! I’m sorry to have caused you so much worry!”

“… If you don’t mind me asking, can you… tell me why are you looking so pale then?

I have to say something… or I could be worrying these three beautiful women forever. It’s my fault. A normal aristocrat would have treated these three with dignity, but I had no experience in this kind of thing, I was so pathetic.

I had never been in this situation before, so it would be counterproductive for me to say something. I was not that good of a talker to begin with.

I decided to be honest and tell these three beautiful ladies how I felt, and moved my heavy mouth towards them, who were looking at me worriedly.

“The three of you are so beautiful in your dresses that I don’t have words to say!”

“!!!” x3

Hearing my words, the three of them simultaneously fluttered their eyes open and their bodies twitched. And their cheeks turned a little pink.

“I see… Oni- Haruto-sama likes me in this dress…”

And Carol covered her face with her hands, looked away, and muttered. Then Alice was the next one to speak.

“Thanks… Haruto looks great too.”

“I’m dressed as a high class adventurer, so I think I’m normal.”

“So dashing…”

“Ah, haha… thank you.”

The word “dashing” coming from her glamorous face stuck in my ears and did not easily leave my mind. But I didn’t feel bad about being called “dashing” by such a beautiful lady. But don’t be mistaken, this was just a social pleasantry.

As I regained my composure while thinking so, Agnes-san said in an all-encompassing tone of voice.

“There is no need to be perplexed, Haruto-sama. Think of this place as your home. Fufu.”

Wearing a beige dress, Agnes-san exuded a pheromone unique to women. Her long, well-groomed, pink hair emitted a nice fragrance. Her good looks made it hard to believe that she had given birth to two daughters. She was in her mid to late twenties by all appearances. And she had a body that was extraordinarily attractive. Her huge marshmallows, which should be called “bombs,” was not unnatural and enhanced Agnes’s attractiveness. Yet her arms, waist, and legs were thin. It was an impossible balance physically speaking, but this inhuman body seemed to be what made her the beauty she was.

I was surprised to hear such an attractive woman say this to me.

“Thank you for your concern.”

As I mentioned earlier, this was a mere social pleasantries. So there should be no deep meaning.

I must not disappoint these three. These women were from the Duke’s family. I prayed that this party would be a pleasant memory for all of us.

Thus, I was led by three beautiful ladies to the second floor where the party was to be held.

[Postscript]

Ohh…