Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess

Lumiere & Lucretia Arc.

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(POV: Lumiere)

Seated on my bed in my cozy dorm room, I enjoyed the quietness of a peaceful evening.

Leaning against the comforting walls, I surveyed my surroundings, taking in the familiar sights and scents that made me a little different inside.

All the women had left, but their sweet scent was still in the room.

For some reason, it was oddly arousing.

Stellaria, curled up on my lap, emitted soft, rhythmic snores that serenaded the room.

When she was asleep, she looked like an angel— if only the same could be said when she's awake. Her little scuffle could've turned to something worse if we weren't lucky enough to get interrupted by Lumila.

To be honest, I barely knew anything about Stellaria. She was too difficult to understand— why did she do the things she did? Why was she lazy? Why does she eat only the crusts of bread and not the bread itself? Why did she and Serena fight a lot?

I didn't know a lot of things about her...

But one thing I did know, was how insecure Lucretia was about her small boobs.

Heh~

KNOCK! KNOCK!!

My attention was abruptly snatched away by a polite knock on the door.

The sound caused a gentle ruffle in the peaceful atmosphere I enjoyed.

The first thing to escape my mouth was a sigh.

My initial instinct was to rise and answer, but my gaze fell upon Stellaria, nestled peacefully on my lap. I hesitated, not wanting to disturb her restful slumber.

Instead, I called out, "Come in."

The door creaked open, revealing a man standing on the threshold. His distinguished presence showed nobility, highlighted by his groomed brown beard and meticulously styled hair. Dressed in an impeccable two-piece suit, he looked "important" in a sense.

Like the kind of person that would come scout you for your talent.

With a bow of respect, he entered my room.

"Good day," he said.

In response to his greeting I nodded.

I was already interested to know more. So, I asked, "What brings you here?"

Yet, my attention was inevitably captured by the object clasped in his hand. It was a set of clothes, beautifully adorned and carefully arranged.

I wondered aloud, "Are those for me?"

With another bow, the man responded, "Indeed, they are a gift from Vice Principal Lilith."

No surprises here, it was Vice Principal Lilith's clothes.

I mean, come on, who else would it be?

So, earlier today, all the ladies in my life were practically telling me to be their plus one for the snowworks festival closing ceremony. I was cool with going with anyone, but I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings. So, they all started arguing... like a bunch of drama queens, and then Anastasia had the brilliant idea to let Vice Principal Lilith decide.

And of course, she picked herself! Talk about a power move.

The other ladies were totally confused, and honestly, so was I.

But hey, the Vice Principal knows what she wants, I guess. Can't say I blame her.

And in all honesty, I wouldn't have a problem going with her, older women were quite— unbelievably attractive.

"Mister Lumiere."

"Mister Lumiere."

"Mister Lumiere?"

The manʼs voice started ringing in my head and then I realized I'd entered deep thoughts at some point.

"Huh?" I replied.

He then gestured to the clothes. "Where do I put these...?" he asked politely.

"Oh, that," I smiled. "You can just hand them over to me."

He extended the clothes towards me, but with a cautious glance at Stellaria, I realized the slightest movement could result in her waking up. Reluctantly, I withdrew my outstretched hand and requested, "Could you kindly place them on the bed, please?"

The man nodded, understanding my predicament, as he gently laid the clothes upon the soft bedding.

Just as I thought our exchange was complete, he presented an additional item.

"There is also a letter attached to the clothes," he informed me.

"A letter?" I repeated.

I was already curious about the contents of the letter.

Without hesitation, I spoke, "Could you be so kind as to read it out for me?" I met his gaze, my earnestness evident.

Expectedly, he was surprised. "Are you certain?" he asked.

"Of course," I told him.

Lilith didn't look like the type of person who would send "delicate" information to me through a letter which could be intercepted by anyone. So, I was certain that whatever was written on that letter was definitely not worth hiding.

The man slowly popped open the seal on the envelope and extracted the letter. I could hear the sounds of paper scrubbing against paper as the man opened up the letter and took a close look at it.

While he did this, I gently used my hand to brush Stellaria's hair and gently pat her head.

It was this action that actually put her to sleep in the first place.

It was either that or a blowjob and I didn't feel like suffering intense post-nut clarity just before a "date" with Lilith.

"AHEM!!"

The man cleared his throat, preparing to read the letter.

I listened.

"My beloved Lumiere..." he read out. I could already see the manʼs cheeks turning red.

"Those clothes I got you is what I'll be expecting you to wear when you come to the closing ceremony later this night. I hope you'll be ready for us to have some alone time together, because more than anyone, I'm also excited..."

Maybe it was a bad idea to let him read this.

"I'm glad I was given the opportunity to select who you'd accompany to the event, because for more than 10 hours, I'll have you all to myself. And what I want you to do to me is the dirtiest things you can imagine. It's winter here, and demons naturally have an intense sexual urge that needs immediate satisfaction during these times... You getting out of your slump just makes it all the more better for me."

The manʼs face turned even hotter and I could already tell he saw both me and Lilith like depraved perverts.

He gulped and continued to read.

"I've also done a bit to make things fun. I won't be wearing anything under there tonight, so it'll be all free and airy down there, and most importantly it'll be wet cause I'll be thinking of you on the way here. So keep these thoughts in your mind when you're coming... I want you to be as hard as a rock when we meet... If you'd like we could shamelessly do it there in front of everyone."

HOW LONG IS THIS LETTER?!!

I didn't even consider that Stellaria was still resting on my lap, I didn't consider anything. I had to protect my pride, so immediately I sprang out from my bed and rushed to snatch the paper from his hands before squeezing it and throwing it on the ground.

I panted heavily as I tried to control myself.

I politely dismissed the man, assuring him that there was nothing more he needed to do.

He nodded, his face frozen in an expression of shock, as if he had come face to face with a gorgon's gaze.

Slowly, almost hypnotized, he shuffled out of the room, leaving me standing in the center, with my hands placed firmly on my waist.

A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I pondered the contents of the letter I had just received.

"Why would Lilith write such a letter?" I mused aloud, my gaze fixated on the crumpled piece of paper that lay discarded on the floor.

There was no way Lilith wanted to develop a relationship with me, so it was likely she was aiming for something. She likely wanted my help with something and because of that she was offering sex as some sort of bargaining chip.

And honestly, I was fine with it...

As I rubbed my temple with one hand, I felt a surge of excitement coursing through my body.

I instinctively placed a hand on my crotch, feeling the undeniable hardness of my cock.

My mind swirled with thoughts of the intimate acts Lilith suggested in her letter.

I hastily glanced towards the door, half-expecting the man to still be standing there. To my relief, he was gone.

I returned to the room, ensuring Stellaria was still sleeping.

As I picked up the crumpled letter from the floor, I straightened it, deliberating whether I should read the letter or not.

"Don't read it Lumiere..."

"Don't... Read it?"

"Read it?"

"Read it."

I had a quick discussion with myself.

Before I could delve into the words, Stellaria stirred, awakening from her slumber.

I heard her yawn.

Startled, I turned to face her, feigning nonchalance. "S... St... Stellaria... When did you wake up...?"

She replied, "Just now."

"Oh, I see," I said to her.

"What's that?"

"What's what?"

She looked at me suspiciously. "The thing at your back... What're you hiding?"

My eyes darted to the side, caught off guard by her astuteness. I stammered, "Hiding something? Me? No, of course not."

An idea sparked within me, and in a desperate attempt to keep the content of the letter hidden from prying eyes, I conjured a burst of fire, reducing the paper to ashes in an instant.

I then showed her my hands. "See?"

She nodded slowly, looking at me with side eyes. "Sure," she said.

A sigh of relief escaped my lips right after.

Still... I'll never get to the end of that letter.