Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 9 Sad Eyes

Once I regained my composure, I hurried back to my private quarters without wasting a second.

I needed to formulate a strategy immediately; otherwise, my life would be forfeit.

Unlike a video game, I was certain that I possessed only a single life in this reality. The moment I perished, everything would reach a permanent end.

I was entering uncharted territory, making this a situation that demanded my full attention and caution.

Upon reaching my room, I quickly retrieved the journal where I had been documenting my various plans.

I had taken the precaution of writing in a script that no one in this world could decipher: Chinese. Since English appeared to be the primary language of this realm, Chinese was entirely unknown to the inhabitants.

This realization had struck me during my initial visit to the library.

When I opened my first book there, I found that although I could read the text effortlessly, only a handful of words were actually familiar to me from my previous life.

I hadn't been an exceptionally diligent student, but I had acquired some knowledge of English.

Consequently, I deduced that the deity who transported me here must have bestowed some form of translation ability upon me.

Even if my journal were discovered, the contents would remain a mystery to any thief. Nevertheless, keeping it concealed was vital, as I didn't want to draw suspicion by possessing a book filled with alien symbols.

My time with the journal was cut short, however, when Madame Rose entered the room.

She brushed past me in total silence, seating herself on the bed with an expression that suggested she was deeply preoccupied.

Her behavior caught me off guard, but I chose to remain silent.

After a period of quiet tension, Madame Rose suddenly rose, secured the door lock, and commanded, "Strip."

My surprise deepened, yet I obeyed her request, removing my clothes and standing before her as I waited for her next move.

She fixed her gaze on me before pulling me onto the mattress and pinning me down. Without uttering a word, she climbed on top of me and began shedding her own garments.

Under normal circumstances, I would have been happy about this, as we had been intimate over the last few days, but something felt different this time. I couldn't ignore the look in her eyes.

Her gaze seemed heavy with a profound sadness...

I was unable to identify the source of her grief, but it was unmistakably there.

Given her current demeanor, however, I felt unable to ask any questions.

Once she was completely undressed, she didn't hesitate for a moment, positioning herself over my dick and lowering herself down.

As soon as she took me inside, a surge of pleasure rushed through my body.

She displayed an aggressive intensity that I hadn't seen before; it was a novel sensation, and certainly not an unpleasant one.

Yet, following that first wave of ecstasy, I looked up and saw something that left me stunned.

Tears were welling in her eyes and falling onto my skin.

Initially unsure of how to react, I eventually reached up with my hand to gently brush the tears from her face.

This gesture startled Madame Rose. She narrowed her eyes at me, appearing to scrutinize my intentions.

Still uncertain of the right move, I reached out and pulled her into a firm embrace.

A look of genuine shock crossed her face when she felt my arms around her, but she quickly softened and allowed herself to be held.

We lay there in the quiet for a few moments until she abruptly asked, "What is your motive?"

I struggled to find the right words at first, so I eventually spoke the only truth I had: "You."

Another look of visible shock appeared on her face as she stared at me, which then transformed into a sudden smile. She couldn't restrain herself and began to laugh, clearly finding my answer ridiculous.

Confused by her reaction, I could only manage an awkward expression.

After laughing for a short while, she wiped her eyes and remarked, "You really don't know how to lie at all, do you?"

My lips twitched at her comment, but I didn't try to deny it.

Being in a situation so far beyond my experience, I was at a loss for how to play a part. In my dazed state, honesty was my only option.

Suddenly, her expression turned grave as she asked, "Did you seriously mean what you said?"

Her sudden shift in tone startled me, but I gave her a sincere nod.

Upon seeing my response, Madame Rose remained silent for a moment, simply watching me.

Finally, she nodded and declared, "Then from now on, you are my man, understand?"

As she spoke, a glimmer of joy appeared within those sad eyes I still didn't quite comprehend.

I nodded in agreement.

To begin with, my goal was to form a close bond with someone powerful enough to help me survive the coming beast wave. The Baron would have been the ideal ally, but he was far too difficult to approach.

Madame Rose had been my alternative choice.

Now that the opportunity was right in front of me, I wasn't about to let it slip away.

Although her claim that I was "her man" carried significant risk—as it would surely put me at odds with the Lord Baron—that was a complication I would deal with later.

Satisfied with my response, Madame Rose smiled and said, "You should know what you'll be facing by siding with me."

Though surprised by the warning, I nodded to show my commitment.

Madame Rose’s face turned serious once more as she revealed, "My husband is colluding with the demons and is causing the beast wave. He will destroy this town and then frame me for it."

My jaw dropped in shock the moment I heard those words.