My Mansion of Gorgeous Maids in Another World-Chapter 37: Commoners

Jett woke a few hours later. His half‑lidded eyes drifted to the wide side window where stars glittered beyond.

Having sex in this world is like gaming until dawn—they always fuck up my sleep schedule.

Back on Earth he had spent most holidays waking at dusk. Gorgeous maids with seemingly limitless libido demanded equally long naps.

Jett chuckled, pushed himself upright, and slid off the bed. The nap had done wonders—one look at his morning wood confirmed that. He even spotted its faint reflection in the glass, a reminder of how much he had changed... at least down below.

Soon my cock will be that thick without the chamber’s enchantment. Maybe I can seize a bloodline of my own. Being human is fine, but I want to level up this average body.

Still naked, he padded across the room and descended the stairs.

Downstairs his maids sat on the kitchen bench, heads close in tense conversation. Their recent battle must have sparked it.

Who won? Hard to say. All I wanted was an unforgettable night. The real prize is that neither of them wants anyone but me. Mia and Noctlisa have zero interest in each other, and Noctlisa agreed to the threesome without me forcing her. Her feelings are shifting. I like it.

The moment they noticed him, Mia and Noctlisa leapt up and bowed. They had already bathed, laundered his sheets, and stood watch over the carriage. No trace of their earlier friction lingered; Mia had sworn never to trouble him and she kept her word.

"Hope you two got your fill of beauty sleep—I’m still feeling groggy as hell," Jett said. "I still need a few stretches to loosen up. So, what were you talking about?"

"With humble respect, our discussion centered on our recent threesome, Master Jett," Mia answered with a graceful bow.

She’s being vague—fine, I’m not starting a fight; they wouldn’t dare anyway. Jett chuckled. "You were both amazing, and I took something valuable from that night—I’ll treasure it for years."

"What’s it, Master? Spill it, or I’ll gut ye," Noctlisa growled, rough curiosity and archaic formality mingling in her voice.

Jett pressed a finger to his lips. "Secret." Eye for an eye, my sexy dullahan.

Still naked and a little sweaty, he turned and headed upstairs for a bath. The maids’ eyes tracked every sway of his backside before they squeezed them shut, cheeks blazing. They collapsed onto the cushions in stunned silence.

It seemed their master’s cock and ass could quell even their hottest argument.

Soon the carriage rolled forward. The four Ink‑Dark Steeds took the bit proudly, hauling their master’s mobile home. Its advanced build absorbed every jolt, and only the one‑way windows betrayed motion, streaming endless green foliage past their eyes.

"Should we continue upon this path, we shall thereby re-emerge into the vast tapestry beyond, and at last behold the First World," Mia murmured, eyes shining. "I burn with anticipation to discern how much time has passed since my slumber and witness how the world has transformed."

Jett nodded.

A sudden whinny from the steeds made Jett glance ahead. Noctlisa heard it too and leaned toward him. "Master, they’ve caught sight o’ someone up ahead," Noctlisa growled.

Outside, thirty ragged travelers crowded the road. At the carriage’s approach they dropped to their knees, heads bowed and bodies trembling.

A grizzled man in his forties, white stubble on his jaw and a chipped sword at his hip, clenched his teeth. The rumors said an unapproachable mansion lay at the end of this road. We’ve seen no monsters tonight—I thought we were lucky. So why is a grand carriage coming from that cursed place?

He hissed, "Heads down. Don’t look up. We’re dust on the road."

Old men and women, thin children, and wide‑eyed teens obeyed, shoulders shaking.

The carriage halted before them.

Shit! Why? What did we do wrong? Dealing with nobles never ended well; their sneers could haunt a mind for weeks.

The door swung open and a staircase unfolded. All they could see were white shoes and tailored trousers—fine cloth that confirmed their fears.

"Are you all right?" the youth asked. "That child especially—he’s shaking and half‑starved. Need help? Go ahead, raise your heads."

At his gentle order the travelers looked up. A young man in a white suit, crimson tie snapping in the breeze, regarded them with open concern rather than contempt.

The armed man blinked. Is that... sympathy? Unbelievable.

All clues suggested this youth hailed from the Unapproachable Mansion. Anyone foolish enough to cross its fences never returned—even renowned adventurers vanished without a trace.

So how could someone like him appear here? The shock was so great the armed man stared at Jett as though he’d just fallen in love with him.

Mia and Noctlisa emerged. Their contrasting, exotic beauty drew every eye—everyone except the swordsman, whose gaze remained locked on Jett. It was common knowledge that attractive people enjoyed smoother paths in life, and even Noctlisa’s deadpan face possessed a striking allure.

Most important, neither maid showed the slightest contempt; they simply stood at their Master’s side, watching the travelers with quiet attention.

For that very reason, the armed man never looked away from Jett.

"We are... not well, my lord. Monsters overran our village, and I managed to save only these few. We have no food, no coin, no roof over our heads. Yet our hope endures. We will seek aid in other villages and pray they take at least some of us in. I dare not stop until every soul finds a new home."

Jett nodded. "Got it." He looked to Mia. "Mia, whip up a meal for everyone." Then he glanced at Noctlisa. "Noctlisa, with me—we need a bonfire for the men. Let the women and kids crash in my carriage and use the showers."

"Aye, Master—consider it done," Noctlisa barked.

"Grab some medicine too, Mia," Jett called before heading deeper into the forest.

Shock rippled across everyone’s faces.

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