Breastfeeding Princess New Love Utopia 0107

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Prologue
"I'll probably be rejected again this time... but there's nothing I can do."
The boy looked at the keychain in his hand, making a firm decision.
The somewhat rusty iron keys felt heavier in his hand than they looked. Thinking about the important task he was about to
undertake , he trembled with nervousness, his hands sweating.
(It's okay... everyone's asleep, they won't be discovered at this hour...)
The boy used a candle for light as he walked forward. The keys in his hand clinked together,
the sound of metal scraping against metal echoing in the darkness.
This was the underground prison of the military superpower Sotom, near the border of the Kingdom of Gregi.
Sotom had invaded the Kingdom of Gregi these past two days. Therefore, this fortress near the border held some
prisoners of the enemy nation.
Originally, this underground prison was never exposed to sunlight, and the prisoners were all asleep at night. So
the sound of boots was very loud.
Tension, terror, and excitement mingled, causing his heart and breathing to become agitated. The thought of possibly
being caught made his legs tremble uncontrollably; he desperately wanted to escape right now.
(But I can't just watch silently...)
A boy who lost his parents at a young age, all alone, aspired to serve his country's army. However, due to
his commoner background and lack of money, a recruit could only become a jailer in this border fortress.
Because he had to travel far to his post, this kind of work was unpopular with those with families, but
for the boy who had to work to survive, he went happily.
From then on, he took his
job was a serious crime.
"Good, it's open..."
The boy swallowed hard the moment the key unlocked the door.
Seeing the two beautiful girls sleeping peacefully, shoulder to shoulder, inside the lattice door, he was instantly captivated.
Both wore elegant, neat clothes unlike anything he'd seen on ordinary people, radiating a bright glow in the damp underground prison
. Their presence was like flowers blooming in the wilderness.
Now was a matter of life and death, but seeing these two beautiful girls before him, his heart raced and he
was completely mesmerized.
"...! Who is it?!" Noticing something was wrong, a girl opened her eyes.
Her proud and bright pupils glared at him.
"Ah, no... I'm definitely not a strange person..." The boy, who had been stunned by the girls' sleeping faces,
answered loudly when he heard the sudden question.
"Sotom soldiers are strange enough!" The girl's meticulously crafted face, like a work of art,
twisted with as she shouted.
The boy was stunned again when he saw the girl's full appearance.
Even in the dim candlelight, her long, golden hair still shone brightly, a very beautiful
and luxurious wavy hairstyle. Combined with her elegant red silk dress, she possessed a completely different kind of noble temperament.
And that uniquely designed dress, with a transparent middle section, revealed her long, beautiful legs, and the inner thighs
looked quite sexy.
Moreover, the dress was plunging at the chest, revealing a deep cleavage, stretching the fabric forward to show a large portion of her full breasts, which
were obviously much larger than those of girls her age. Because of the corset binding her waist, her body appeared slender, which further emphasized
the size of her breasts.
As the girl straightened her back and raised her chest, her overdeveloped breasts continued to sway with
her movements . For a boy who had never experienced a life with women, this sight was incredibly stimulating.
"N-no... I'm yours..." The
boy finally managed to stammer, his eyes fixed on this mature beauty who would turn any man's head.
"...Um... Mary, what's wrong... Oh dear, who is this?" Another girl blinked her sleepy eyes and
looked over.
"Nothing, sister."
Compared to the arrogant, disdainful beauty, this girl who had just woken up
was beautiful on another level. Her
pure pupils, seemingly unaware of the world's filth, were as beautiful as gemstones, and her skin was as
white translucent. Her long golden hair was more vibrant than golden silk, like the soft
glow of sunlight.
The girl possessed the budding body of a woman in the throes of adulthood, dressed in a high-class dress with a light blue base color
. It perfectly matched the girl's pure and innocent temperament.
Her breasts weren't as full as those of a girl with wavy hair, but rather just the right amount for her age,
with glimpses of skin peeking out from the hem of her dress, making her look incredibly alluring.
She looked like a fairy from a legend, her entire being beautiful beyond reality.
"Um… my name is Akira, and I'm here to help you!"
"Ah! Really? He said he'd help us, Mary!" The girl smiled like an angel,
happily hugging the girl named Mary.
"Sister, don't believe what the Sotom soldiers say. They're definitely going to take us out and ravage us."
"How could that be! You've misunderstood!" Although what the other girl said was harsh, Akira understood her meaning.
Akira's homeland—Sotom—had been waging wars of aggression against its neighbors in recent years. And this time
, without even declaring war, they attacked the Kingdom of Gregi, using a surprise attack to seize a border city and capture the princess sisters.
Then, using these two as hostages, they intended to force a change in the war situation to their advantage. In other words, the two
captured beauties before them were the princesses of the Kingdom of Gregi, Stella Lily Cardomalitie
and Rosemary Lily Cardomalitie.
Akira, disgusted by her homeland's despicable actions, risked her life to steal
the key to the underground prison to help the two girls.
"Um...Akira, sir...are you really here to rescue us?"
"Of course! I cannot tolerate Sotom's despicable actions! And you two are in considerable danger
...let's escape together!"
The boy unlocked the door with the key, and the iron gate creaked open, revealing him and the girls.
"Oh...thank you!"
"Wait, sister, wait a minute...it's dangerous to blindly trust barbarians..."
Compared to her wary younger sister, Stella was delighted to be out of the prison, and then
embraced the boy with an elegant smile.
"Wow! Princess Stella...wh-what..."
A delicate fragrance suddenly enveloped her, and a soft touch brushed against her chest. For the
first time felt a girl's warmth so close, and she stared wide-eyed at the princess in astonishment.
"Because I'm so happy… I'm so sorry, hurry, Mary, what's wrong? Hurry, hurry…"
Stella blushed and released Akira.
She must have been raised like a greenhouse flower. The pure princess, who never suspected anyone, was undoubtedly overjoyed at being freed from fear for the
first time , smiling and waving to her sister.
"I still don't believe you…" Rosemary said, walking gracefully out of the prison.
Although her dress was a little dirty and her golden curls were disheveled, her elegant demeanor was like a beautiful painting.
"Really, Mary, still saying things like that."
"I just can't let my guard down. What should I do next?" Stella's attitude was naive; she kept urging her sister
to leave quickly, but after the princess left the prison, she stood motionless with her arms crossed.
"The carriage is ready outside. Let's head towards the capital of Guregi."
"No one will see us."
"I drugged the drinks of the guards at the prison and the gate. Just in case, I brought
the documents for escorting prisoners, so leaving won't arouse suspicion."
Akira had already devised an escape plan. Rosemary was quite surprised and impressed, her eyes widening.
Having gone to such lengths, she had to believe that Akira was serious about leading them away.
"I understand... Please take us back safely."
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Akira."
The older sister bowed her head in thanks, while the younger sister replied haughtily. The contrasting attitudes of the sisters showed that their fate rested on
the young man's shoulders.
"Please come this way..."
"Ah... I really want to see Mother and everyone in the city soon..."
"If we fail, we won't be responsible!"
The three walked towards the spiral staircase leading to the ground.
Chapter 1 Royal Milk Tea
"Ah... I've finally seen you... my lovely daughters!"
The noble lady rose from her throne, adorned with stained glass and tortoise shells, and ran towards the girls who had come before her.
"Mother!"
One of them rushed into the Queen's open arms, while the other blushed and approached.
A beautiful woman in a pure white dress embraced them tightly.
In that instant, their audience was filled with joy.
"Welcome back, Your Highness!"
"It's so good you're alright..."
The high-ranking officials and knights nearby clapped and congratulated the mother and daughters on their reunion.
Kneeling in the center, Achira looked up at the towering ceiling, feeling deeply
out of place . The spacious room was stained glass, soft sunlight streamed in, and a long red
carpet stretched across the center of the floor.
A tension, completely different from when she helped the princess escape, gripped Achira; her forehead and back were covered in sweat.
They had been driving the carriage day and night for a week straight since escaping from the fortress of Soluto. Once the Sotom soldiers
discovered the princesses were missing in the morning, they would surely give chase. Even setting off at night, the speed of a carriage compared to
horses was no match, and they were very likely to be overtaken.
Therefore, the young man deliberately took a longer route, choosing a mountain path that a large army could not traverse in one go, heading towards the nearest fortress,
Guregi . This action worked; he encountered no Sotom soldiers and successfully reached his destination.
Afterwards, he was escorted by the Knights to the capital, Belhasaru. They slowly returned to the city in triumph and were finally able to
see the Queen.
"When I heard you were captured by Sotom, I was so worried about whether you were still alive. It's really, really good..."
"Mother, it hurts..."
The Queen wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes, constantly rubbing her cheeks against her daughters. Because in front of the high-ranking officials,
the princesses felt shy about the Queen's display of love, but the reunion of mother and daughters still made them grit their teeth with joy as they embraced
each other.
Witnessing this scene, some of the guards were deeply moved, and some even shed tears on the spot.
The Sotom army is
known . They are notorious for inflicting cruelty on even those who surrender.
The fact that the princesses, captured by this infamous nation, survived
is a source of immense joy for the people of Grege, especially their mother, the Queen.
"I was so worried about you..."
"Mother, we're so sorry, it was Mr. Achira who helped us!"
"For a commoner like us, he did quite well."
The mother, who had been rubbing her cheek against her daughters, immediately changed to a stern expression. Stella,
Lily , and Rosemary, Lily, and Rosemary all looked at her.
Hearing his name suddenly, the boy immediately knelt.
"I'm terrified..."
Even though he was from another country, speaking to the Queen without permission could land him in jail;
Achira struggled to even speak.
To be honest, after bringing the princesses to the Guregi Fortress, his mission was essentially complete. But for some reason,
Stella wanted him to come along, since he couldn't possibly return to Sotom, so he casually agreed. Now it was too late
to regret it .
The only high-ranking person he had ever met was a country bumpkin like the prison captain; he was completely clueless
about .
When he was talking to the princesses in the prison, his mind was only focused on how to get them out as quickly as possible.
"As the Queen of this country, and as a mother, I haven't yet thanked you in person!"
The Queen smiled at the stiff-bodied young man. But Akira's head was practically rubbing against the carpet, unable
to appreciate the Queen's face.
"May I ask your name?"
"Yes, my name is Akira."
"Then, Akira, lift your face."
Akira wanted to do so, but his tense and stiff body wouldn't move.
"But...but..."
"No need to be afraid. Guards, reward your daughters' benefactor."
The Queen released Stella and Rosemary, then gracefully returned to her throne.
The boy tremblingly raised his head, and maids brought in gold bars, a jeweled box, and silk garments.
"These...these things..."
Akira hadn't helped the princesses for any reward. He was simply disgusted by the inhumane
treatment had given him. But even if he politely declined, the Queen wouldn't agree.
"Don't worry. If you help my daughters and refuse any reward, I'll be
ridiculed throughout the country as a stingy queen."
"Thank you… I'm honored…"
Refusing would be impolite; this was
a sum of . The boy pounded his head on the carpet again.
"Now that my daughters have returned safely to my side, let's hold a grand banquet tonight."
Akira wanted to say that this was already a very generous reward, but the Queen uttered unbelievable words.
"Of course, Akira will also attend. Before preparations are complete, let me brew you a cup of fine tea. Xilis,
I entrust Akira's care to you."
"Eh…"
The Queen smiled elegantly and waved her feather fan.
"Oh, this is wonderful, Mother. May I join too?"
"The people of Sotom... and such lowly people at that! You really want to let them attend a tea party!"
The princesses reacted with contrasting expressions to the Queen's invitation.
Most importantly, Akira was completely stunned, still not understanding.
"Of course, because I haven't heard how you escaped Solto."
The Queen finished speaking and left the audience chamber in a cheerful mood. Behind her followed a delighted Stella
and a grumpy Rosemary.
"Mr. Akira, please come this way." A black-haired maid came out and bowed to the dazed
boy .
The scene before him was unbelievable.
Leaving the audience chamber, they moved together to the balcony, which offered a clear view of the heart of the royal city—
a private area where even high-ranking officials were not allowed to enter.
The extended space at the top of the tower was bathed in brilliant sunlight, and a cool spring breeze caressed their faces.
"Hehe, it's quiet here, isn't it? Please relax."
A round table was placed on the balcony, and Akira sat facing Queen Christina.
Two .
"Yes, yes, yes, yes..."
Although he told Akira to relax, it was impossible in this situation; they were too close.
"Akira, you can relax."
Because he was so nervous, even though Stella spoke gently, her voice went in one ear and out the other; his brain
couldn't process it.
"Really... why do I have to be with Sotom's people..." Rosemary complained, pouting,
but her chair was closer to the boy than her sister's.
"You can't say that to your benefactor. If it weren't for Akira, we would be... Thank you so much."
"...Ugh!"
Meeting the gaze of the princess with her gentle smile, Akira thought his heart was about to stop.
From afar, he was already considered a beauty, but now, seeing this queen, rumored to be the most beautiful woman on the continent, up close ,
she was breathtakingly beautiful.
She was thirty-two years old this year. Three years ago, her husband, the former king, passed away, and she was currently a widow. But she looked
so young that saying she was only twenty wouldn't be an exaggeration; she didn't look like a mother of two young daughters at all. The pure white dress boldly exposed her shoulders and cleavage, the pleats of the skirt parting to reveal her
soft, full thighs . Her long hair, adorned with hair ornaments, was quite beautiful, her full lips the color of rubies, and her delicate skin as transparent as crystal. Her waist was remarkably slender, yet her hips and thighs possessed a soft, graceful curve. Her body, clad in the thin silk dress, was perfectly proportioned, her curves exuding mature sensuality. Her face, seemingly radiating an all-encompassing maternal warmth, was almost too alluring to look at directly, but when the young man looked down, his gaze was captivated . The dress, plunging deep into her chest, seemed to invite a full view of her curves, revealing a deep cleavage, her enormous breasts appearing as if they might burst out at any moment. Rosemary's bust size was already large enough to be called enormous, but these breasts, at least two sizes larger than Rosemary's, could easily be described as bursting breasts. Although she appeared as a saintly lady, her voluptuous body exuded a sensual aura, strongly asserting her womanhood. For the virgin boy, who had no lover and no memory of his mother, even knowing it was disrespectful , his gaze couldn't leave those alluring breasts. "So, the Knights really praised you. You deliberately took the long way around the mountains, knowing if you had targeted Gregorio from the start, you would have been quickly caught." "Ah, yes! Ah, no… I just happened to think of…" Although the others were used to it, the Queen's unconcerned gaze and smiling voice brought Archira back to his senses. "No need for excessive modesty. It was because of your plan that my daughters and the future of the entire nation ." The day after their escape from the fortress, several panicked movements of the Sotom . Of course, they didn't find the princess, nor did they intentionally provoke a battle. This generous praise pleased Achira greatly, but also made her too nervous to speak. "Is that so... Achira is wonderful." Stella's eyes sparkled, and she sighed with admiration. "That's why I had to spend the whole week in the carriage, my back aches. It's the first time I've ever ridden in such an uncomfortable carriage." "That's... I'm sorry..." Compared to the comfort of a royal carriage, it was asking too much. At that time, there was no way to care about the quality of ; they could only use carriages for prisoners to leave the vicinity of the fortress to avoid arousing suspicion. In such a border area, it would be even stranger to see a royal carriage, but the boy didn't argue much, just lowered his head. "N-nothing... I didn't mean to blame you... Let's not talk about this, is the tea ready?" Seeing her benefactor lower his head, the younger princess's tone became flustered, and she changed the subject. "Yes, have a cup of tea first. Celiss, give Achira the same." "Yes, I understand." The queen clapped her hands, and the maids brought the tea set to the balcony. Then the black-haired maid who had led the boy in poured black tea into the teacups of Christina, Stella, and Rosemary in that order. A similar teacup sat before Akira , but it was empty. "Mr. Akira, my apologies..."

A maid named Celine curtsied, holding her skirt with both hands, then placed them on the chest of her black and
white maid outfit. She pulled down the bodice, revealing her breasts, which were covered by a bra.
"Eh?! What are you doing?!"
The boy, who had been wondering if using royal tea utensils would be a problem, stammered as he saw the maid suddenly remove her clothes.
"I'll pour you some tea now, please wait a moment."
"Tea, tea..."
The black-haired woman didn't hesitate, her hand naturally sliding off her bra, revealing half of her breast. The breast was quite
beautiful, with a pointed pink nipple, generously displayed.
(Breasts... a woman's breasts...)
Akira was still bewildered, staring blankly at the exposed
breasts . The maid's breasts were bowl-shaped, becoming more and more beautiful the more he looked at them.
Just looking at them made his heart race, and strangely, a feeling of happiness welled up inside him.
"Cylis, wait a moment. Achira is a special guest, so it's best if I do it myself."
"I understand, Your Majesty." The maid quickly put her bra back on and pulled up the bodice.
Then she took out a new teacup and placed it in front of Christina.
"No matter what, we can't let Mother provide breast milk."
"What are you saying? He's the savior of our daughters. It's
only natural !"
The Queen spoke without hesitation, reaching out to move aside the fabric of her white dress at the chest.
"Eh, eh... th-that..."
Achira couldn't understand what was happening and could only stare blankly as the lady gracefully removed her white dress.
Soft fingertips slid across the thin silk fabric at the chest, revealing her ample breasts, a striking contrast to her Virgin Mary image, hidden beneath a sexy
black bra.
(Wow, wow! Her Majesty's... breasts! Super, super big...)
Christina, a thirty-two-year-old woman, possessed mature breasts that exuded a strong alluring charm. The young man
subconsciously stared intently at the bra decorated with high-end lace in the shape of roses. To be precise, he was staring
at the heavy, coconut-like fruits inside.
The breasts swayed softly and plumply, and although he knew it was disrespectful, Akira had a strong urge
to touch them. Celis's breasts were quite beautiful, but the Queen's breasts were
bewitching breasts that could completely awaken male instincts.
"Oh dear... although I am no longer young, I still feel shy staring like this."
The Queen said this, but allowed Akira to feast his eyes, slowly pulling down the bra.
"Ah..." Akira subconsciously exclaimed.
The front could not resist gravity and splayed slightly outward, but the size was practically the same as a watermelon. Rather, it's more accurate to say
that these breasts, despite their size, maintain a perfect shape and curves. The center of the swollen areolas remains firm and pink
. Calling them miracle breasts wouldn't be an exaggeration.
The skin is as smooth as milk; just looking at it makes you know it must feel incredibly comfortable to the touch. Maintaining such beauty
requires considerable effort and a lot of money. Truly, these are super-high-class breasts.
"Then prepare breast milk immediately..." "
Breast milk! Could it be..."
"As you think. In Gureji, women naturally produce breast milk at a certain age. Serving guests with one's own
breast milk is an essential etiquette for ladies. Conversely, if a woman cannot serve guests with her breast milk, she is
not qualified to be called a lady."
Christina dug her fingers into her breasts, which could be described as voluptuous, and kneaded them as if milking a cow
.
"I-Is that so..."
Achira's mind was in a mess, her eyes fixed on the Queen's breasts. The princesses, on the other hand, gracefully
brought their teacups to their lips and sipped their black tea.
"For this country, to entertain the most distinguished guests, it is naturally to milk them on the spot."
Noticing the question in the boy's mind, the maid explained.
He had initially thought it was just a joke, but the Queen's status meant she wouldn't lie.
"Of course, it's only for specific distinguished guests. Since Akira is the daughters' benefactor, this is only natural."
"N-Thank you so much..."
Although the other party spoke naturally, Akira still bowed his head in fear. In short, he knew this was a welcome, but
the cultural difference was just too terrifying.
"Hmm... Ah..."
Just as he relaxed a little, he heard the Queen's panting breath. The Queen's cheeks were slightly flushed, and the way
she exposed surprised Akira.
"Ah, it's coming out... You have to drink it right away..."
The Queen's snow-white breasts were tinged with a cherry red, and the areolas and nipples in the center seemed to have swelled
and enlarged.
"Mmm! Ah, ha... It's coming out, my breast milk... It's coming out in large quantities... Watch carefully
... Ah... Mmm!"
The beautiful woman moved her breasts slightly forward, aiming them at the teacup in front of her. Just as
white droplets of water were seen flowing from the tip of her pink nipples, the next moment, breast milk gushed out aggressively.
"Whoosh, whoosh... whoosh..."
The queen kneaded her breasts with both hands, while simultaneously lifting the teapot and pouring black tea into the teacup, a beautiful white foam being
sucked into the teacup.
"Ha, breast milk is coming out... I can't stop..."
Her huge breasts continued to secrete breast milk, quickly filling the entire teacup.
"...Ha ha, please, please use... Achira, that's enough."
After a large amount of breast milk was poured into the teacup, the black-haired maid immediately wiped Christina's nipples and the scattered milk droplets
on the table .
"As expected of a mother... A truly perfect demonstration." Stella widened her eyes in admiration.
"Hehe...that's only natural, you two should work hard too." Christina looked directly at
the chest of her daughters' dresses.
"I know."
Even if it's considered etiquette for mature women, the princesses wouldn't just casually offer someone breast milk. While Akira
was still thinking, Celine took the teacup from earlier and placed it in front of him.
"Please have some, Mr. Akira. This is royal milk tea made with freshly squeezed breast milk, it's
more ."
"Y-yes..."
Akira felt inexplicably honored, but seeing a woman's breast with his own eyes, should he be happy or shy?
He was unable to think straight. A virgin boy who had never interacted with a woman, and of course, never kissed one, was being asked to
immediately drink breast milk tea—this was a test far too high a level.
"Oh dear, what's wrong?"
Akira alternated between looking at the milk tea and the Queen's face, tilting her head in bewilderment.
"Ah, no… because this is my first time tasting a woman's breast milk…"
"I see. No need to be so polite."
Since this was the most honorable etiquette in the country, refusing would be extremely impolite.
"I… I'll try it…"
The boy made up his mind, cautiously bringing the teacup to his lips and drinking it all in one gulp.
The sweet, smooth liquid soothed his throat.
"Wait, that's not elegant at all..."
"I-I'm sorry..."
"Don't mind it, as expected of a boy, a very unique way to drink it."
Rosemary sighed with some dissatisfaction, but the beautiful woman didn't intend to blame her. She covered her mouth with her little finger and smiled,
"Is it good, Akira?"
"Yes... thank you."
"I see, that's great."
It was her first time drinking a woman's breast milk, and she hadn't savored the taste, but it was still delicious. Stella
smiled happily as if she were being praised for her straightforward opinion.
This angelic smile made Akira's lips relax as well.
"Really! You're smiling so happily right away..." The wavy-haired princess turned her head away unhappily and
brought the cup of black tea to her lips.
"Hehe, being happy is the best thing. Would you like another cup?"
"Another...another cup!"
"That's right, you can have as many cups as you like, until you're satisfied!"
If you want more milk tea, it means the Queen will have to knead her breasts again, so you can see
them again...
(Wow! What am I thinking!)
Akira immediately dismissed the fantasy that popped into her head and quickly pretended to be calm. "Isn't
it delicious?" Seeing that the boy didn't react much, the Queen stopped her hand that was reaching for her dress
. "No, it's delicious! I hope you'll have another cup..." The boy shouted
as he saw the beautiful woman frowning sadly . "Oh, so happy? Breast milk will feel honored too!" The Queen smiled gently and kneaded her breasts again. Akira was naturally full of anticipation for the upcoming breast-kneading scene, and her gaze automatically drifted to her breasts full of breast milk. "Another cup? You must have ulterior motives! Don't give me that lewd look." "Honestly, Achira... before you even get to drink the breast milk, please talk to Stella first." The princesses pouted unhappily at Achira's fixed gaze on her mother milking. "Hehe... it's alright, there's plenty of time. Please enjoy yourself..." The Queen spoke politely, then sensually lifted and kneaded her breasts, the boy's lewd gaze seemingly fueling Christina's enthusiasm... Hearing that the princesses had been captured by Sotom, the people of Gregi surely believed they wouldn't return alive. Sotom's cruelty was well-known. But thanks to a young boy's bravery, they returned safely after a week. To celebrate the princesses' return and to praise the brave boy, the royal city held a lavish banquet. The city's granaries were opened, and the people indulged in food and wine. Songs praising the Kadomaritie , and the capital—Beruhasar—was filled with a festive atmosphere. Attending Christina and Stella's tea party already filled Akira with trepidation, only to be invited to the buffet dinner. Though he cautiously declined, the Queen and princesses immediately rejected his protest. The boy, originally dressed in light armor and dirty clothes, was forced by maids to change into a silk gown and led to the palace hall. The moment he stepped into the hall, Akira was nearly scared out of his wits. Not only were high-ranking officials and members of the knightly order present, but even powerful nobles from the country had brought their sons, yet everyone stopped chatting and clapped to welcome the young man from the neighboring country. "Come, tonight's protagonist has arrived. This please don't hold back your applause!" Christina, on her throne, deliberately rose and shouted, and thunderous applause quickly followed. Stella , also stood and gracefully clapped to welcome the boy. In a royal banquet, the last person to arrive is always the most important guest. Surrounded by over a hundred gentlemen and ladies, Akira, a commoner, almost wanted to run away. "Akira, thank you so much, please enjoy yourself today!" Noticing Akira standing still at the entrance, his older sister, the princess, approached him and spoke. "You are Mr. Akira, aren't you? Would you like to dance with me?" "Ah, sneaking away is too cunning!" Just based on his Sotom heritage, these people should keep their distance, but the curious noble ladies flocked around. After the boy was surrounded by people, the banquet resumed. "No... no, you have to dance with me first, Akira." " Eh, eh! But, but dancing..." The boys were pushed and shoved by the noble ladies, and Stella grabbed his wrist. A soft touch suddenly pressed against his wrist , and his whole body was enveloped in fragrance. (Princess Stella, her breasts... her breasts touched!) Suddenly being hugged by the princess, Akira was extremely surprised and unable to respond properly. The princess, however, didn't care , innocently continuing to lean against him. "You two look like lovers deeply in love!" "I think so too, you're a perfect match!" The noble daughters chimed in, teasing her. Being seen as lovers alongside commoners would surely be a huge loss of dignity for the princess. Archira quickly glanced at Stella's expression… "Really… what should I do… we're a perfect match, Archira." The blonde girl, rather than being angry, was more like holding her flushed cheeks in her hands, swaying her hips with boundless energy . "Come, Archira, let's dance." Stella, for some reason, was in an extremely good mood. Facing the boy, she lifted her skirt and bowed. "Wait, wait a minute… I… I can't dance…" Those of the privileged class attending this grand event certainly knew ballroom dancing, but the boy who had leaped over the dragon gate to become a hero…

Originally a prison guard, he couldn't possibly have such a carefree interest; he clearly had never danced before.
"In that case, I'll lead the dance, don't worry," the princess smiled happily, taking Akira's hand and
leading her to the center of the hall.
The warmth of her hand and the touch of her fingertips sent a jolt through Akira's heart.
Several couples were already dancing, but joining now would easily reveal that Akira
had never danced before.
Akira didn't care about his embarrassing moment, but he couldn't let Princess Stella
lose face.
"Princess Stella, I'm honored. Please don't mind a rough fellow like me; please enjoy the banquet."
"Eh, Akira…"
Akira frantically searched for the right gentlemanly words. Kissing her hand here was proper etiquette, but
he didn't think he was the right person for that.
To avoid being overly impolite, Akira bowed deeply in apology and then fled on the spot.
Akira had thought he'd hidden in the most inconspicuous corner of the hall, but now he
was surrounded by .
"Oh my, what a brave young man!"
"Letting such a brave young man escape, it seems the fate of Sotom won't last long."
"Hahaha! This old man can rest easy now."
Then, the knights' officers and court musicians spoke to the boy one by one, requesting to shake hands.
Although he wanted to escape, the people around him wouldn't allow it. The men shouted words like "hero," "savior," and
jeering, while the women, as if seeing some kind of noble, came over to chat and invite him to dance.
(I'm not that great...)
Surrounded by a large group of people, Akira had nowhere to go but to force a smile and continue chatting with a tense expression.
"Wait, Akira, didn't you say a word to me? Isn't that a bit rude?"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
A blonde girl with beautiful wavy hair crossed her arms unhappily. Upon seeing the princess arrive,
the gentlemen and ladies immediately made way for her and bowed respectfully.
"I'd like a glass of champagne, could you please bring it to me?"
"Yes, yes, I'll go right away."
It would normally be impolite to ask a guest for a drink, but the other person was a princess, and he was just a commoner.
Akira quickly ran to the maid and returned with the champagne.
There was no one else around the haughty princess now, and the tense atmosphere from before was gone. The boy sighed with
relief .
"Sorry to keep you waiting, here's the champagne."
"Thank you! A gentleman's most important duty is to care for a lady… Akira surely knows that, doesn't he?
Really, he's forgotten his place…"
Rosemary took the glass, but instead of taking a few sips, she immediately asked the maid beside her to bring
another glass of champagne and handed it to the boy.
"Your flustered appearance just now wasn't very presentable! Since you're our hero, you should
stand tall ."
"Even so, I'm not used to this kind of occasion…"
"In that case, stay by my side, that way no one will come near." For some reason, the princess twirled her hair with her fingers and turned her head to the side. She was probably worried about the boy,
who was originally unconnected to social circles .
In truth, no one would be so tactless as to interrupt the princess.
(Princess Rosemary… she’s helping me…)
She’s always been haughty since they met, and Akira was quite pleased that she was worried about him. He looked at the princess
with , his ruby-like gaze drifting away.
For a moment, Rosemary seemed stunned, her face growing increasingly red.
“By the way, have you enjoyed the meal? You must like meat, right? I’ll give the order right away…
”
“Waaaaah! W-what’s wrong…”
As if to hide her embarrassment, the second princess clung to Akira’s arm as they walked. His arm was completely buried
in the girl’s breasts, which were far beyond her years, filled with the soft and elastic feel of her flesh.
Since their escape, Akira had never imagined such a moment; Rosemary’s kindness towards him
felt strange.
“Wait, are you listening to me? There’s delicious meat over there… Ah!” The princess stopped mid-sentence
. Her gaze passed over the boy, looking behind him.
Akira turned around as well…
“Akira, are you enjoying yourself? You’ve been caught by my Mary faster than you thought!”
The Queen, holding a wine glass, smiled elegantly with her maid. The boy quickly straightened his back and bowed.
“I-I’m so sorry you misunderstood… I’m terribly embarrassed…”
“Oh dear, is that so? But holding hands like this, objectively speaking, it’s quite suitable!”
The Queen, her face slightly flushed from the wine, looked at her daughter and benefactor.
“No…no, that’s not it! I just wanted to take Akira to that table over there…I had no other
intentions !” Hearing her mother’s joke, Rosemary vehemently denied it, quickly releasing Akira, turning her face to the side,
and pouting unhappily.
“Honestly, Akira…it’s too much to exclude me!”
Stella noticed the boy and immediately came over. Because she had just refused to dance, the princess, who was usually all
smiles , was now pouting.
"No, excluding me or anything..."
The First Princess's somewhat resentful gaze left Akira speechless, desperately trying to think of an explanation. But
in this situation, she couldn't very well say that she had been dragged away by Rosemary.
(Spare me, spare me...)
She hadn't wanted to attract attention, but now all eyes were on her again. After all, Akira was surrounded by the Queen and two princesses
.
"You're going to dance with me this time!"
"Sister, are you serious about dancing with someone from Sotom? One day I'll inherit this country,
and if I'm not careful actions will cause trouble for others."
Stella and the boy were once again separated by her younger sister, the princess.
"Why would dancing with Akira cause trouble for others? I know, Mary wants to dance with
Akira right? Really, we can just do it in order."
"What! Why, why do I have to dance with him!"
"Oh dear, oh dear, we can't argue!"
The older sister tilted her head in surprise, while the younger sister blushed and retorted. Their mother, on the other hand, was quite pleased, holding
a wine glass and watching them.
"Ah, this is so much fun..."
Akira entered the prepared room and collapsed onto the bed. Being surrounded by such distinguished people was
exhausting ; attending his first-ever banquet meant he needed a good night's sleep.
Just as he was about to drift off, a knock came at the door. The young man quickly sat up to answer.
"Excuse me, I've come to help you change," a maid said, bowing deeply as she entered the room.
"Oh, you are…"
The face was familiar. It was the maid who had planned to express breast milk at Christina's tea party. The royal city had
many maids, but she was always by the Queen and princesses' side.
"Yes, I am Celine, the head maid," the black-haired, black-eyed maid said, adjusting her skirt as she bowed.
Her perfectly straight back and impeccable work ethic exuded femininity.
She appeared to be in her early twenties, without any makeup, but her elegant demeanor and perfectly proportioned features made
her beautiful beyond measure.
She was tall and slender, with remarkably smooth skin, a body with perfectly defined curves, exuding femininity
.
Her maid outfit was perfectly fitted, devoid of any adornments, revealing her soft, full breasts at the plunging neckline. Between
the skirt and her knee-high stockings, her shapely thighs were visible, making her incredibly sexy.
"This...this is for me..."
Being alone in the room with such a beautiful older woman made Akira's heart race with nervousness.
"Yes. You must be very tired today. I think I might be able to give you a massage."
"That's too much trouble for you..."
"Mr. Akira is a very important guest. Making our guests happy is a maid's job. Please don't take it
too seriously." Celine smiled broadly, approaching the boy sitting on the bed,
bending down as if intending to get close to his legs.
"Huh...what's going on..."
Thinking she was massaging his shoulders or waist, Akira
was .
"This is a massage, of course. I'll serve you well..."
The maid said, then suddenly stroked his lower body through his pants.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Even through the fabric, he could feel the warmth of her slender fingers, and his penis immediately became semi
-erect .
"W-wait! What are you doing all of a sudden!" Akira panicked and tried to get up, but his thighs were pinned down and he
couldn't move. Moreover, he felt an unprecedented pleasure in his lower body, making him feel like he was nailed to the spot, and his hands and feet were unresponsive
.
"Since it's a massage, this is how it should be done. Please leave it to Celine." The maid said
matter-of-factly, then took off her pants.
"No, no! Is it okay to do these things?!"
"But, Mr. Akira's... here is already..."
His underwear was pulled down, and it was slowly hardening inside. Celine grasped it with her hand and slowly
rubbed it up and down; the head maid's technique was quite good.
Unlike before, when the touch was through the fabric, this time the maid's hand touched him directly, the smooth, silky
feel of her fingertips against his lower body.
"Please don't worry about my reaction!"
"That's not allowed! Mr. Achira is Her Highness the Princess's benefactor. Although it's very inappropriate, Her Majesty
has given the order that I serve you."
This was something only lovers could do, and the boy, clinging to this virginal notion, couldn't openly accept the maid 's advances.
Instinctively, he was interested, but rationally, he struggled to accept this unknown act.
But as the boy wavered, his lower body was already exposed, Celine's face buried between his legs, her hands
gripping . He desperately wanted to succumb to the maid's temptation.
"But, if you hate it, it's best not to..."
"Hate it? No way! I'm taking care of Mr. Akira voluntarily. You risked your life
to rescue Princess Stella and Princess Rosemary, and I deeply respect you. My service has nothing
to do with His Majesty's orders!" The maid's expression was very serious, her dark pupils fixed on the boy as she continued, "Or perhaps you don't like
girls like me who lack sex appeal? If you're not satisfied with Celine, it's a pity, but I
can ask someone else..."
The maid desperately tried to appeal to his feelings, her expression turning sad and somber. Seeing this expression, Akira felt
a pang of guilt and reflexively shook his head frantically.
"How could I... I have no complaints!"
"In that case, please enjoy yourself."
The maid smiled happily, her fingers pulling open the bodice of her maid outfit, followed by her pink bra.
During the day, the Queen was present, but now he was alone with Celine.
(Gulp...)
Akira subconsciously swallowed. After the maid removed the fabric supporting her breasts, her beautifully shaped, bowl-like
breasts were revealed.
(Wow…I see Celine’s breasts again…)
She had only caught a glimpse of them at the Queen’s Tea Party, but this time they were on full display.
Defying gravity, her breasts thrust forward, their tips hard and pointed, emphasizing their presence.
The lewd gaze fixed on her breasts made Celine blush, but as if wanting Achira
to admire them as much as possible, she straightened her back and offered her breasts.
“Serving breast milk to our honored guest is the most honorable courtesy, but now it is offered to our most important hero, the most
special service. Please enjoy it…”

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