Chapter 130. Colonies and Trade (2)

Chris entered my room visibly very tense.

"Be... be gentle, Baron."

Logically, those words are appropriate to say in bed.

Seeing her ask to be gentle as soon as she enters the room, it seems she can't make proper judgments due to nervousness.

Some nobles with strange tastes find it attractive when a virgin woman trembles like that, so they try to have relations right away.

I have no intention of doing such hasty things.

It's better if the other person can enjoy it together rather than just me enjoying it alone.

"Chris, we're not doing anything right now. First, try taking some deep breaths."

"Yes, Baron."

Hearing my words, Chris took deep breaths in and out.

Her breasts rising and falling with each breath was incredibly sexy.

So much that my gaze focused there even though I didn't intend it at all.

If it were Chloe, she would have noticed my gaze and lifted her chest while crossing her arms.

After finishing deep breathing, Chris looked at me and blushed her face red like an apple.

"I've been mentally preparing myself for days, but now that I'm actually about to do it with you Baron, I'm so nervous."

Some tactless people bring up doing it next time here.

Saying such things in front of a woman who came with determination is something you can't do unless you eat your manners with Jeonju bibimbap.

Because it's ignoring a woman's once-in-a-lifetime determination that she decided after countless worries.

So first, the magic potion to relieve tension.

"Would you like a drink, Chris?"

I offered Chris sweet wine with quite a high alcohol content.

Since it's quite smooth for alcohol, she should be able to drink it without burden.

"Thank you, Baron."

I've heard that the most important thing for the first experience is the atmosphere.

It's funny that a non-virgin like me is recalling words heard from others.

But what can I do? My first partner Chloe pounced on me as if to devour me.

So to naturally progress, I have no choice but to borrow the wisdom of sages on the internet?

The first thing to do is relieve tension through light conversation.

"I heard you went to a cafe with Chloe on Wednesday?"

"Yes, I went with big sister and ate marron parfait. The chestnuts inside were so sweet, and there was lots of whipped cream, it was delicious."

"Is that so? But Chloe doesn't eat that when she's with me, so I thought she didn't like it."

In other noble families, desserts like parfaits provided at Cafe Rothschild can only be eaten if bought.

But in our house, we can eat the exact same desserts provided at the cafe every day.

Because I know all the recipes since they're products of my shop to begin with.

'Even limited menus are no different.'

Chris smiled brightly and lowered her voice very slightly.

"When I asked big sister, she said because you don't like overly sweet foods. So when she feeds you the parfait she's eating, she's afraid you'll dislike it."

"I don't particularly seek out sweet things to eat, but that level is fine."

Does it need to be incredibly delicious when a lover feeds you?

As long as it's not inedible food like eel jelly or sardine pie, it would all taste good.

Chloe really thinks only of me from beginning to end.

Since she's cute, I should cuddle her later sitting on my lap like cuddling Nero.

"Big sister is always thinking only of you, Baron. Even when we went to look at clothes after visiting the cafe, she was only looking for clothes you might like."

"It's a secret from Chloe, but sometimes I feel like love is too heavy."

When I casually mentioned maybe raising a cat while walking...

Chloe said she didn't like it because she felt like the love she receives would decrease if I raised a cat, and said she would become a cat...

Chloe acting cute while meowing was really adorable and nice, but.

'This child will remember and try to listen to even my casual words...'

This thought makes me feel a bit burdened.

"I told big sister this. I understand she likes you, but if she approaches too actively like that, you'll find it difficult."

"So that's why Chloe has started paying attention to other things besides me lately."

If Chloe's previous life was 100% me with slight exaggeration, lately it feels like 80% me, 10% Chris, and 10% other things.

Even this feels like love is a bit heavy, but I should endure this much.

Sometimes it's a bit burdensome when she strokes her lower abdomen at night saying "Young Master's baby", but…

So I continued chatting with Chris for a while.

While chatting, I drank very little by little, but Chris, perhaps intoxicated by the atmosphere and conversation?

She already drank 5 glasses of quite strong wine.

She's not staggering and hiccuping drunk.

But her face is tinged light pink like cherry blossom petals, and her mouth is slightly open.

Though it's not her first time getting drunk, she's not saying things like "This is strange, I feel fuzzy..."

This should be enough preheating, right?

"Chris, I love you."

Saying that, I immediately gently stroked Chris's cheek.

Reaching for her chest here is what amateurs do.

'Rushing only ends up spilling in the end.'

"Let's continue to be happy like this in the future. Someday we'll have children who look just like you and me, and watch those children grow up."

I'll soon marry Chloe too, and Erica who's only 15 years old, and have and raise children.

It's crossing into an area I haven't experienced, but...

Though I'm quite nervous, I'm not particularly afraid.

If we combine our strength, we'll manage somehow.

I kissed Chris's lips and pushed her down onto the bed.

That day, we couldn't get up until Chloe came to wake us.

And we immediately headed for Rabat Island.

**

As soon as we arrived on Rabat Island, the Knight Commander welcomed me very warmly.

I had said I was coming, but I never dreamed he would come out to greet me, so I'm a bit very bewildered.

"Isn't it Baron Medici, the hero of our knight order? I'm glad to see you!"

It's only been about a month and a half since I changed my family name.

Moreover, Rabat Island is remote so it's difficult to obtain information...

'It's natural he doesn't know the family name changed.'

"Please call me Baron Rothschild now. I changed it to avoid overlapping with my brother's family name."

"Baron Rothschild, red shield. A nice name. But a golden shield might suit you better."

What kind of atrocious words are those?

You're saying something as atrocious as eating gejang and dried persimmons together in Joseon.

No matter how much I like making money, that's not it.

"I already often hear I'm materialistic, if my family name was golden shield too, what would people think?"

"Well, that's true."

"Anyway, did you prepare well what I asked for?"

"You mean that strong alcohol? I prepared about 300 tons. Who knew such strong alcohol could be made using sugarcane."

Seeing him emphasize strong alcohol, it seems to have turned out well as I wanted.

'In less developed countries, strong alcohol is as precious as gold.'

Though less addictive than opium, once you drink it, you become a body that can't live without alcohol?

Like humans living in Russia.

When prohibition came down, those people distilled hand sanitizer or industrial alcohol to make liquor?

Even if one person dies from drinking that, they don't flinch and keep drinking.

"Thank you, here's the promised payment. 1,500 gold coins, please check if it's correct."

The Knight Commander smirked seeing the receipt I handed over.

"You wouldn't try to cheat me. Thanks to you, our knight order is enjoying unprecedented good times. Oh my. With more money, applicants increased from all directions so we could catch over 3 times more pirates than before."

Who knew raiding other countries because of different religions, plundering villages, and turning residents into slaves would become something to be proud of.

As expected, medieval-common sense seems a bit early for me yet.

"I'm really glad to hear that."

"I'm in a good mood today, want to have a drink before you go? I have some strong liquor I obtained, no, received from those guys."

"Yes, I'll gladly join you."

And after suffering for one night with alcohol-crazed machos, I headed for Botswana.

The place where the Botswana tribe lived had already changed quite a lot.

"With many people gathering, it's become like a small village settlement."

It looked good to see the changes I intended flowing exactly as planned.