As A Result of Trying To Live An Erotic Slow-Life, I Have Become The Underground Ruler of This Upside-Down Otherworld - Chapter 68: Chapter Three Interlude: Muddled Luuri

Chapter 68: Chapter Three Interlude: Muddled Luuri

Luuri POV

“To your eyes.”

“A-Au… H-How can you say that so easily!? B-But it’s not bad, c-cheers!”

Where even is this place? A dining spot with a gorgeous night view.

Across from me, Arius, dressed formally, touches his lips to the glass we clinked.

I try to distract from my embarrassment by eating, but I can’t taste a thing.

I try to recall how this happened, but nothing clicks.

Oh, it’s a dream.

For various reasons, Luuri realized this was a dream.

She’d thought about redoing her first time, but now she wants to bury her head over her deepest desires.

“What’s wrong?”

“Eh, ah, no, um… It feels like a dream, you know?”

No, it’s literally a dream, she retorts to herself.

Luuri could cry at how pathetic her desires are.

Looking at herself, she’s dressed to the nines in a white dress. Pink rouge on her lips—bold or not? Her usually loose hair is styled up. No matter how you look, she’s a woman ready to make tonight count.

Sadly, this is how she looked when infiltrating a noble’s party for work.

Knowing it’s a dream, she feels this isn’t the way she’d want to appear before Arius. A cold part of her thinks that.

“Luuri, you’re cute.”

“Hau…”

More than that.

She doubts Arius would say something like this.

Maybe in bed, but their night together was filled with his beastly roars, so she can’t imagine it.

Does she even want to spend time like this with Arius?

She asks herself, but no answer comes.

Since she knows it’s a dream, she doesn’t envy the scene before her or feel her heart race.

She’s set on redoing her first time, but it’s more like a woman’s pride pushing her.

She doesn’t even understand this “woman’s pride.”

To Luuri, it’s like stumbling into an accident—like spears falling instead of rain.

It’s something she shouldn’t have, something that wouldn’t normally arise, so she can’t comprehend it.

She’s overwhelmed by the female instincts surging within her.

If she’s grappling with what to do…

“More♡ Moree♡”

“Oh, I’ll give you as much as you want!”

A bed scene unfolds in her dream.

Her face, tongue out, moaning, is so far from the one she knows in the mirror.

“Uwaaa!?”

The shock is too much, and she jolts awake.

“…Ugh, gross.”

Waking up, her lower half is soaked, evidence of how her body reacted.

“Washing bedding first thing in the morning? Really? Gunununu.”

Sighing, wishing she could wash herself away, she starts changing.

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“Pent-up, huh?”

I had this dream, so what should I do?

The Rabbit she consults can only clasp their hands. Just stop whining and get laid by Arius—that’s the answer. Still, their willingness to talk it out shows their bond.

“I know, but…”

Luuri gets it.

Spend a night with Arius, and her frustration would vanish.

What’s infuriating is imagining any other man—or a male prostitute—makes her nauseous.

“When I look at Ririeru-sama…”

She can’t because of Ririeru.

Not out of deference to her master.

Ririeru, who used to indulge in nightly self-pleasure thinking of Arius, stopped.

Now, she studies magazines in the capital like How Anyone Can Please a Man! or Make Him Yours with These 100 Cock-Charming Tricks!

Luuri can’t exactly ask, “Why’d you stop masturbating?”

But since Ririeru was with Arius that one time, she shows no signs of frustration like Luuri’s. That’s why Luuri worriedly said…

Hope you get another chance soon.

“…It’s fine if it doesn’t happen.”

Ririeru smiled beautifully, saying one time was enough.

She’d love Arius until she died, regardless.

Part of it was her romantic nature, but more than that, Arius told her directly to make him turn to her.

So, when they meet again, she’d polish herself to be as appealing as possible.

“Amazing, huh.”

She admires her beloved master but feels shallow in comparison.

Ririeru manages—or at least handles—her carnal desires well, while Luuri…

“Will Ririeru-sama get held today?”

Ririeru’s support reached Arius.

He came earlier to thank her.

“A!? I-I gotta bring tea!!”

Luuri hurries to prepare and heads to Ririeru’s room.

Is this her frustration’s fault? Lately, she’s making small mistakes.

Like bringing a fork for soup or re-cleaning a spot she already cleaned—minor stuff, but not like her.

Luuri is a high-performance multitasker.

Serving, cooking, combat, espionage—she excels at everything.

That’s why she leads the numerous Rabbits. But now, she’s not passing—she’s barely scraping by.

“…Gotta get it together.”

She knows this.

She needs to fix this problem fast and return to her usual self.

Especially after the Rozaria Family incident, things are tense. The Rabbits’ time to shine is likely coming.

“Arius-san… He’ll at least talk to me, right?”

She reaches Ririeru’s room.

After a deep breath, as she raises her hand to knock…

“Y-Your… Majesty♡”

Ririeru’s voice, dripping with seduction, echoes.

“—”

Luuri freezes, hand poised to knock.

“Please, l-look♡ M-My… shameless side♡ I want you so bad♡ I-I’m like this♡”

Her thoughts locked, she notices—or rather, can’t ignore—the door’s slightly ajar.

Seriously, give me a break.

Luuri genuinely thinks so.

Was it Arius who didn’t close it? Or was it deliberate, to stoke shame? To flaunt their affair?

“Ririeru-san…”

“Yes♡ Yes♡ M-More, look♡ Please look♡ Get… obsessed♡”

She doesn’t know why she did it.

If anything, she was drawn in. She quietly widened the door’s gap, peeking at the scene unfolding.

“Ha♡ Ha♡ A-Am I… doing good♡ Is your cock… getting big♡”

What she saw was Ririeru standing before Arius, bowlegged, hips swaying in a lewd dance.

The shock nearly sends Luuri’s consciousness to the heavens.

It’s unimaginable from the usual sharp, capable woman.

“Darling♡ I-I’m… already♡”

Too vulgar.

It was foreplay far from Luuri’s ideal of sex.

Tongue lolling out, hands clasped behind her head, flaunting her depravity.

Love juices drip down her thighs, pooling on the floor, still gushing.

Vulgar, utterly vulgar.

Yet…

“Ririeru… sama.”

She looked so happy.

“—!”

Realizing that, Luuri steps back.

Silently, without a sound.

She’d apologize later for forgetting the drinks. For now, she just wants to escape this feeling, this scene.

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“Haa…”

She should be happy, Luuri thinks.

Not quite her master’s lifelong wish, but it’s their second time.

But…

“Jealousy… right? That’s what this is.”

She envied her. Why only you, when I’m so muddled?

“I know, I know. I’m just a bonus.”

Sure, her work skills might be top-notch.

She might excel at everything.

But making him turn to her? She doesn’t feel she can.

She was by Ririeru’s side, convenient, good timing—that’s why he took her.

She knows that.

“…I know.”

There was no drama.

The only thing tying her to Arius is Ririeru.

“Gusu…”

Still, she cries.

Her heart aches, screaming, What about me?

To begin with, Luuri and the Rabbits all have average looks. They have countless options ahead.

She could let go of Arius, accept it wasn’t meant to be, and find happiness elsewhere.

She knows, understands, yet why can’t she escape this?

“Why… Arius-san…”

“Yo, you call?”

“Pye!?”

Luuri, true to her Rabbit name, jumps at the sudden presence.

“Wha!? W-W-W-Why are you here!?”

“Why? Uh, this is the entrance.”

As Arius says, it’s Rongrong’s staff entrance.

Luuri was unconsciously cleaning here—ever the diligent worker.

“Y-Yeah…”

“Yeah, but…”

“…Already done with Ririeru-sama?”

She regrets the sharp tone as soon as it leaves her mouth.

“Hm… Yeah, kinda. Ririeru-san, she… comes on strong but can’t handle much.”

“I see.”

Some Rabbit’s probably tending to her now. Fact is, Ririeru’s passed out, ahegao face and all.

Arius regrets using her stunning body a few times while she was out.

“Heading back, then?”

“Yeah, I’ll come again.”

Arius turns, starting to walk away.

Luuri glares at his back a bit.

—Nothing for me, huh?

Her glare turns to disappointment, but then…

“Hey, Luuri. Wanna cook together sometime? Swap dishes, have a taste test or something.”

“!”

Her heart leaps.

Such a casual invite, not a hint of eros, yet…

“Jeez! Fine, I guess! When? I-It’s hard to make time, so p-plan it properly, okay?”

“Yeah, good point. Alright, next day off, then.”

“Got it. Then, um—”

“Lookin’ forward to it. Catch ya.”

“A—”

His back disappears beyond the door.

The hand she reached out, the words she meant to say—what were they?

“…Ugh! That guy! Seriously, that guy!?”

Muki! Luuri squeals.

It’s too much, way too much.

“Careless! So careless with me!! Argh! At least feed the fish you caught!!”

She knows he can’t hear, that it won’t reach.

Still, her mouth spins words on its own.

“I’m pissed! I’ll make stupidly delicious food! Yeah! I’ll grab him by the stomach!!”

Just one casual word lifted her mood. To hide her simplicity…

“Get ready!!”

She barks at the door.