Chapter 126 Going on a Date with My Wife

’Looks like Morgan’s taken care of for a while.’

The training I put into Morgan seems to have paid off perfectly.

No need to keep her bound with deals or lessons anymore.

She’s so hooked on sex that she declared herself my fucktoy.

If I fuck her regularly, she’ll suck my cock and play along with any roleplay while submitting to me.

’Of course, that doesn’t mean the fun’s over. In fact, it’s just getting started.’

There’s so much I want to do with Morgan.

I want to play with the milk from those massive tits.

Grab her horns and fuck her in a rough rape fantasy.

Considering her pride, humiliating her by fucking her in front of other women would be hot too.

’Whatever it is, it’ll be the perfect training and sex for Morgan.’

Her declaring herself my fucktoy isn’t the end.

I plan to keep pumping her full of pleasure until she can’t live without me.

With a dragon fucktoy like that, I’m practically invincible.

I’d have the great dragon herself backing me up.

Even without going far, just having Morgan around would make most nobles grovel.

"Phew! Feels good, real good."

A grand witch, an elf, and now a dragon.

I must be the only human in history to collect such a lineup.

My plans are coming together smoothly, and I can’t help but grin.

Fucking top-tier beauties like this already feels like revenge.

The day I gift that damn brother a mother-daughter NTR oyakodon isn’t far off.

"...What’s got you so happy?"

"Oh, just that the snacks taste especially good today."

Medea, assisting me by my side, asked.

It was snack time, and I was eating the treats she prepared.

No matter how busy I am, I can’t skip breaks and sugar intake.

It’s also precious time to spend with Medea.

"Especially this chocolate muffin—it’s totally my style."

"...That’s good to hear."

"I’d love to have it again. Where’d you buy it?"

"I made it myself."

"Oh, you made it, Medea? You can make desserts too?"

"...It’s part of a maid’s duties."

Medea, still wearing a suit instead of a maid outfit, answered.

"Thanks. Snack time’s been a blast every day because of you."

"...No need for praise. It’s just my duty."

As she spoke, Medea naturally stepped closer and slightly bent her waist.

I, as if it were the most natural thing, patted her head.

Pat. Pat. Pat.

It’s become a routine between me and Medea.

When she serves well or does something good, I give her praise.

’She’s about 80% tamed now.’

Who would’ve thought the cold and precise Medea had a praise kink?

It was an unexpected discovery.

She now accepts my praise naturally, feeling joy and pride from it.

Medea hasn’t realized it yet, but she’s basically handed me control over her happiness.

Little by little, she’s becoming mine.

Soon, I’ll reap the delicious fruits of that effort.

"Alright, we’ve worked enough. Time to get moving."

"Is there something to do?"

"I’ve prepared a special event for Circe. It’s a rare day off, so I want us to enjoy some quality time as a couple."

"...I see. That’s nice."

Medea gave a slightly odd expression as she replied.

That reaction was another change from before.

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"Geez, what’s with Karl preparing all this..."

Circe walked down the hallway after receiving a note from her husband, Karl.

She’d been looking forward to spending some cozy time with him on this rare day off.

But Karl beat her to it with his plans.

[Please wear the outfit I prepared and come to the designated place.]

The moment she saw the note, she knew Karl had planned some kind of event.

From various roleplays to their wedding, Karl was great at pulling these things off and making her happy.

Still, to think he’d ask her to wear this kind of outfit.

Her husband’s plans and actions were so adorable, Circe couldn’t stop smiling.

"But at my age, wearing something like this..."

Circe looked down at herself with an embarrassed expression.

It was a school uniform, of all things.

A tight white top that hugged her large breasts.

A skirt that showed off her smooth legs.

The whole outfit felt youthful and fresh.

With Circe’s stunning style and beauty, the uniform suited her perfectly.

But she couldn’t help feeling a bit shy the more she looked at it.

A grand witch like her, wearing clothes meant for students.

She worried people might think she was being ridiculous.

’Showing this to Karl feels so embarrassing too...’

There’s no rule saying only young witches can wear school uniforms.

But at her age, she couldn’t help but feel self-conscious.

Still, she didn’t want to refuse.

It was a gift Karl had prepared himself, and she wanted to respond to his effort.

’This should be the place...’

Suppressing her embarrassment, Circe headed to the location Karl had written in the note.

It was a quiet street outside the witch’s mansion, away from prying eyes.

"Oh, you’re here."

Arriving at the meeting spot, Circe spotted Karl.

She couldn’t help but burst out laughing at his appearance.

"Pfft! What’s that?"

"We’re a couple, so of course we’ve gotta wear matching outfits."

Karl was also dressed in a school uniform, just like Circe.

Was it because he always had such great style?

The white dress shirt and long pants suited him perfectly.

There’s no such thing as a male student uniform in the witch’s territory.

This must’ve been custom-made just for today.

Her husband, going to such lengths for a single event, was so lovable it drove Circe crazy.

"Hehe! You even prepared something like this. You really wanted to wear matching outfits with me?"

"Of course. I’ve been looking forward to this day."

What Karl had planned today was a school uniform date.

A pure yet impure desire to thoroughly enjoy Circe in her uniform.

"A cozy date as a couple every now and then isn’t bad, right?"

"Yeah, I love it. Oh, but before that."

Circe pulled Karl’s face closer and kissed him.

It was a much deeper, more passionate kiss than usual.

"Mmm~ Ha! My husband! You’re so lovable I could die."

"If you’re like this already, what’ll happen when we have sex later? I’ll look even hotter and more lovable then."

"Ugh, mm."

Karl’s blunt words made Circe’s face flush.

Honestly, she wanted to jump him right then and there but held back.

She wanted to experience this school uniform date he’d planned.

"Tch, let’s go then!"

"Sure thing."

Feeling shy and walking ahead, Circe’s hand was gently grabbed by Karl.

Feeling like they’d gone back to their youthful days, Circe’s heart raced as she walked side by side with Karl.

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A|N: I’ll upload Circe high school uniform illustrations in server so check them out. Also Circe said she is ready to get GIFTs and golden tickets and powerstones.