I Was Just a Losing Jail Guard, but When I Was Kind to the Captured Heroines, the Game’s Story Fell Apart. - Chapter 13: The Losing Jail Guard Trains His Slave Maid

Chapter 13: The Losing Jail Guard Trains His Slave Maid

“So, that’s why a high-ranking officer of the Demon Lord’s army is wearing a maid outfit and serving food?”

“Exactly.”

“T-This is humiliating!! For me to be serving food to humans… Unacceptable!!”

Laecia was now my slave maid.

She was still cocky and never stopped talking back, but hey, she was a cute girl, so I let it slide.

That was all well and good, but…

I turned to Elette, who was relaxing in the cell next to Katiana’s.

“Miss Elette, thanks for your help. I wouldn’t have made it without those magic tools and potions you gave me.”

“No need to thank me, we’re friends, aren’t we? If you need anything else, just let me know. I’ll whip up whatever you need.”

Elette and I had built a solid friendship by now.

Without her help, there’s no way I could have defeated Laecia.

She deserved a proper thank-you.

“Here, this is for you.”

I handed her a box, slipping it to her quietly.

A small smile tugged at Elette’s lips.

“Well, well, you really do understand me.”

“Yeah, it wasn’t easy to get this ready. By the way, it’s even better than last time.”

“I can’t wait to try it.”

Laecia, who had been listening to our conversation, suddenly rushed over to me.

“W-Wait a minute!! What did you just give that prisoner?! Don’t tell me it’s something suspicious!?”

“Huh? Nah, nothing like that.”

Laecia was totally misunderstanding the situation, but there was nothing shady in the box.

Elette opened the box and took a bite of what was inside.

She usually seemed so composed and intelligent, but the way she ate this time was surprisingly cute —like a squirrel munching on a big acorn.

“Nom-nom… Ah, this ‘baumkuchen’ is the best. I love this moist texture.”

“W-What’s that supposed to be?”

“Oh? You don’t know? Mmmm… It’s a sweet that Lugus-suss made.”

“A s-sweet?”

This was actually my second time making baumkuchen.

The first attempt? Yeah, it got a bit burnt… but Elette ended up loving it anyway.

When I asked her to make smoke bombs and potions, she casually requested another baumkuchen in return. So, I made her one.

Laecia scowled, clearly annoyed.

“More of these silly treats… Hmph! So that’s how you lured Her Highness!!”

“Lured? She’s not an animal, you know. Anyway, I made a different treat for you too, Lady Laecia. Here, try it.”

I handed Laecia a snack I’d prepared just for her.

“What’s this…?”

“They’re macarons. You seem like someone with a refined upbringing, so I thought you might like them.”

“I-I don’t need them!! Eating something like that will make me weak!!”

“There you go again…”

To be fair, demons generally believe that eating delicious food makes you soft.

So, Laecia wasn’t really saying anything unusual.

…It’s kind of fitting though, since we’re talking about sweets.

“Well, it’s a direct order from your master.”

“T-That’s not fair!!”

“Ohhh? Are you going to disobey the Demon Lord’s order to become my slave?”

I teased her, and she clenched her teeth with a frustrated “Kuh.”

She was making a great face right now.

Unable to refuse my order, Laecia took a bite of the macaron, looking humiliated.

Let me say this up front.

I made a few batches of these macarons, and the ones I picked for her were the best of the bunch.

Which means they were light, crispy, and delicious.

“T-This is…”

“So, how do you feel right now? Tastes good, right? Super delicious, isn’t it? How do you feel eating that?”

“I-It’s… it’s nothing special!!”

Laecia glared at me and shouted defiantly.

But her hand was already reaching for a second macaron.

“Oh, so you don’t want them anymore?”

“W-Wait, I…”

“Man, this is disappointing. I thought maybe these macarons would help change your mind about food. Guess I’m just not good enough, huh?”

“Uh, um, w-well…”

“Oh well. I guess I’ll just give them to my senior or the Demon Lord. Maybe Lady Marisela would like them.”

“W-Wait!! Stop right there!!”

Laecia called out in a panic to stop me.

She couldn’t see it, but I couldn’t help smirking.

“I-I can’t let Her Highness or her mother eat something like this!! They’re too noble for that!!”

“Then my senior, who’s a middle-level demon, should be fine, right?”

“N-No, wait, I-I mean…!!”

“Come on, Miss Slave Maid. Stop being so stubborn and just be honest.”

“S-Shut up, you prisoner!! And… wait, did you already finish that baumkuchen!?”

At some point, Elette had devoured the entire baumkuchen and was now adding fuel to the fire.

Laecia groaned, clearly frustrated.

“F-Fine… It was… delicious. Now, g-give me those macarons!!”

“Huh? That’s it? Isn’t there something else you should say?”

“Ugh… I-I promise… I won’t waste food anymore!!”

“Kekeke. See? If you’d just said that from the start—”

Just as I nodded and was about to hand the macarons back to Laecia…

“From now on, I won’t defy you— no, I won’t defy Master!!”

“Uh… good, wait, what?”

“Even if you order me to cry like a needy dog in heat, I’ll obediently do it!! I’ll do anything you want!! So please, give me those macarons…”

“Uh… o-okay, here you go.”

Feeling a bit weirded out, I handed her the macarons, and she immediately stuffed one in her mouth.

With each bite, she shuddered, like she was overwhelmed with happiness.

…I used a regular recipe, but did something illegal accidentally end up in these?

“Well, whatever. The plan worked!!”

That’s one more demon who now understands the value of food.

Let’s just celebrate that win for now. Yeah.

A few days later…

“Don’t move, Sir Lugus. I’d rather not hurt you if I can avoid it.”

“W-Wait, Miss Katiana!?”

Katiana had pinned me to the ground and was holding a dining knife to my neck.

Was she trying to escape!?

But her face looked so apologetic, and there wasn’t even a hint of murderous intent.

That meant my plan was working.

Yeah, sure, that was important… but right now, there was something much more urgent going on.

“U-Uh, your chest, your butt… they’re all pressing against me…”

“D-Don’t worry about the little details!!”

“Wait, no— if you move around, it’s getting worse!!”

“Huh? H-Hey!! Why are you getting hard!?”

Her soft, fluffy, and very large breasts, along with her plump, curvy butt, were pressed right up against me.

This was bad. My son was more than ready for action.

As I wondered how on earth we ended up in this situation, I tried to calmly remember what led to this moment.



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[Afterword]

A Random Tidbit

Author: “If you thought of anything naughty when I mentioned ‘training,’ don’t worry. Just be honest, I won’t get mad.”

L: “No way anyone would—”

Author: raises hand silently

L: “…”

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