Taming The Villainesses

[19] (EP-324.1) Three And Two Finally One #4
324 – Three And Two Finally One #4

To be completely honest, I admit it.

The word harem has occasionally brought to mind the image of multiple women rolling around with me in the same bed.

For example, something like Elga and Mirna trying to seduce me on a single bed, or blushing shyly as they steal glances.

Of course, it might be nonsense.

There’s a chasm as vast as an ocean between Mirna and Elga. The odds of those two women climbing onto the same bed, stark naked, were astronomically low.

So I just left it as a possibility in the back of my mind, thinking, ‘Maybe something like that could happen someday-.’

I never thought things would turn out like this.

“Umm.”

I’m sitting on the bed, feeling anxious.

We’re at a hotel near the upscale dining district in the witches’ city, Sandora. It’s an expensive place, costing five silver coins per night, but it boasts two showers in one room.

Both of those showers were currently occupied, water streaming noisily inside as it pours in torrents, shrrrrrrrsh—.

“…….”

As I listened, I found myself either shaking my leg or glancing around the room, just looking at the furniture and interior. Should I take off my clothes? Or should I just wait?

I don’t know.

You’ll have to experience this.

Then, finally, I heard someone in the shower creaking the faucet.

The once-strong stream of water subsided completely, followed by the rustling sound. Soon after, someone stepped out, wrapped in a long shower towel.

Narmi? No, was it Mirna?

For a moment, I couldn’t tell. But as the faint scent of apple mint wafted through the lingering steam, I realized it was likely Mirna.

“… Sir Theo, is Narmi not out yet?”

Her voice trembled.

I could imagine how restless Mirna must have felt while showering. As she hesitated awkwardly, I patted the space beside me on the bed.

“Please, have a seat here for now. It seems like it’ll take some time for Lady Narmi to finish.”

“En….”

Mirna let out a soft whimper like a sick puppy, as she finally sat beside me.

Having just stepped out of the shower, she looked exceptionally pretty and cute. But I kept it to myself. The atmosphere wasn’t one for compliments or chatter.

“No matter how I think about it, it feels crazy. I want to run away.”

“But isn’t this the only way? It’ll help if you think of it as something you’re doing for each other. It’s about controlling your own mind.”

Just as I replied, the sound of running water from the shower Narmi was using finally stopped. The sound of her wiping her body echoed, and the tension grew even more.

“Huuu.”

It seemed that Mirna felt the same way. Was this what it feels like to wait for the lover you’re spending the night with for the first time?

Click. Creak.

At last, the bathroom door opened.

From beyond the dissipating steam, Narmi emerged. When she noticed Mirna and me already seated on the bed, she flinched slightly.

Thanks to that, her footsteps stopped for a moment.

“So, everyone’s waiting already…!”

She tried to sound cheerful, but the effort was noticeable. And with that, we were all sat on the bed.

Sandwiched between the two sisters, I suddenly became painfully aware of the reality of the situation. The reason was simple.

—What am I supposed to do now?

When it came to relationships between men and women, my recent experiences had always carried a certain rhythm—a mix of subtle signals and an air of excitement. Things like mood or thrilling situations.

But those were one-on-one encounters between a man and a woman, a lover and their beloved. Moments born from two pairs of eyes gazing solely at each other.

This, however, was entirely different.

I had no idea where to even begin.

Still, I figured that in situations like this, it was best for me to take the lead. Slowly, I raised both hands and placed them around the women’s waists, gently pulling them closer.

“…….”

“…….”

Both Mirna and Narmi stiffened the moment I touched their waists, trembling like squirrels caught in front of a large predator.

As I took in the delicate curves of their sides through the thin fabric of their robes, I began to slide my hands upward. Just then, both of them reached out at almost the exact same time to grab my arms, stopping me.

“W-wait.”

“…Wait!”

Were they using telepathy?

Narmi spoke up first.

“Um, well, I think we should start by taking medicine. If we take the medicine to heighten our senses, it might be more effective.”

At her words, Mirna quickly chimed in.

“I think we should also have a little alcohol. I can’t do this sober….”

They each downed some suspicious powdered medicine from who-knows-where and then started guzzling high-proof wine straight from the bottle.

The sharp smell of alcohol makes me feel like I’m drunk.

“Narmi, give me more.”

“It’s all gone. We agreed to split it, hic—half and half.”

Narmi shook the empty bottle. Judging by her sudden hiccups, the alcohol was already hitting her hard. Hopefully, she wouldn’t end up with acute alcohol poisoning.

“Ugh, isn’t it so hot all of a sudden? I just showered, but I’m already sweating again…. It’s unbearably hot!”

Narmi complained about the heat. But the room temperature was pleasantly cool. It seemed her body was struggling to regulate temperature, whether it was from the medicine or the alcohol.