Chapter 16: My Mother-in-Law Is Surprisingly Inexperienced - 1

As soon as morning came, I went straight to see Isabelle.

"Miss Isabelle, I am here."

"Welcome."

Perhaps she had recovered somewhat, but Isabelle had become more expressive lately.

She smiled especially often.

She really is beautiful when she smiles.

As usual, I began by tending to Isabelle during breakfast.

"Ian, you are here."

"I was about to prepare breakfast. If it is too much for you, shall I do it?"

"Would you?"

Something about Adelia, my mother-in-law, seemed off.

As though she had not slept properly, dark circles hung heavily beneath her eyes.

Does Adelia have something weighing on her mind badly enough to keep her awake at night?

I had resolved her biggest concern, the issue with Isabelle.

That only left Isolde, who still had not grown up.

"Ghk."

"Good morning, Sister-in-law."

Speak of the devil, and she appears. I ran into Isolde first thing in the morning.

She has filled out a little.

Isolde’s complexion had improved lately.

Why?

Because of the meat I caught for her every day.

This leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

It made me feel sick knowing I had worked hard for that bitch.

"Hey, will you cut out this dog-and-pony show?"

"Excuse me?"

"The more you keep this up, the more Isabelle suffers. Do not give her false hope. Go find another woman."

"..."

Rage surged at Isolde’s words, but I barely managed to restrain myself.

If I got angry here, Isabelle might only be hurt.

Angry? Why am I angry?

For a moment, I questioned myself.

Whenever it involved Isabelle, I felt myself becoming emotional.

Considering my usual disposition, it was strange.

It cannot be an effect of possession. As far as I know, Ian barely had any connection with Isabelle.

The same went for my confession to Isabelle.

The words had flowed out as smoothly as if my tongue had been greased.

I should look into this.

For now, I ignored Isolde’s bullshit.

There was no need to deal with a selfish bitch who cared about no one but herself.

"Why do you not worry about yourself, Sister-in-law?"

"What?"

Of course, I had no intention of taking it like a pushover.

"Hey! What the hell did you just say to me?!"

Apparently, telling her to mind her own affairs struck a nerve; Isolde’s face turned red, then blue with fury.

Usually, people should become uglier when their emotions ran this wild, but Isolde was different.

Her personality was awful, but she was still undeniably beautiful.

. . .

"Um, Adelia."

"Hmm?"

"Is something wrong?"

I could not stop noticing how unlike herself Adelia seemed.

I asked just to make sure I had not overlooked anything.

"Nothing in particular."

"That is a relief. But if there is anything troubling you, please lean on me."

"Yes, I will."

Answering with a strained smile, Adelia fidgeted with her fingers before cautiously asking me something.

"Um, Ian..."

"Yes?"

"You love Isabelle, do you not?"

"Without question, I love her."

"I-I see."

Perhaps watching my reaction, Adelia hesitated before asking again.

"Still, there must be things that are inconvenient, right? Since Isabelle is physically unwell..."

"No. If anything, I am happy because there is so much I can do for Miss Isabelle."

"I-is that so?"

Was my answer too ideal?

Adelia seemed to feel burdened by it.

Is she worried my feelings might change?

Despite her beautiful looks, Adelia was a mother with two daughters.

She knew perfectly well how fickle a man’s heart could be.

Should I show a little more human weakness?

Watching her expression, I added another remark.

"But it would be a lie to say there is nothing inconvenient."

"Can you tell me what troubles you?"

"Well... it is a little difficult to say in front of my mother-in-law."

"It is all right, so tell me. I am Isabelle’s mother. I will help you in her stead."

Adelia spoke with both hands clenched into fists.

I wondered whether I should really tell her this, but I decided to take a shot.

"I am having difficulty relieving my sexual urges."

"S-sexual urges?"

Apparently, it was an answer she had never expected. Adelia blushed, visibly embarrassed.

"I am a man too, so my sex drive has been giving me a hard time."

"I-I see. At your age, that certainly must be difficult..."

Adelia squeezed her eyes shut and deliberated.

Then, in a trembling voice, she said,

"I-I will relieve your sexual urges in Isabelle’s place."

"Really?"

The words escaped before I could filter my thoughts.

That was how shocking Adelia’s offer was.

I never imagined Adelia would say something like that first.

In [A Country Village’s Circumstances], Adelia had the second-highest number of sex scenes after Isolde.

Of course, true to the NTR genre, most of them involved Adelia becoming a prostitute and selling her body to make a living, but she could still be classified as a heroine.

Naturally, Adelia was part of my grand harem plan as well.

Still, because she was determined to remain faithful to her husband, I had intended to win her over gradually. I never dreamed things would proceed like this.

This is an event that would never happen after I cure Isabelle.

In a few days, Isabelle’s incurable illness would be healed.

Then Adelia would never make an offer like this again.

It is an opportunity, all right, but something feels off...

Just in case, I did not immediately accept. Instead, I played hard to get once.

"I am sorry. I will accept only your feelings, Adelia. Thinking it over again, no matter how strong my desires are, I do not want to make Miss Isabelle sad."

"Th-that is all right. It is what Isabelle wanted."

"Miss Isabelle did?"

"Yes. She asked me to look after you in her place, since she is physically incapable."

Adelia’s answer startled me.

I had never imagined Isabelle herself would ask Adelia for such a thing.

Then there is no need to refuse.

I had my wife’s permission.

It was a little awkward that the other woman was my mother-in-law, but for Isabelle’s sake, I could not refuse this.

"Then, shameless as it is, may I ask this of you, Adelia?"

"It is fine. Leave it to me."

. . .

When night came, Adelia quietly headed to the storage shed.

Ian had arrived first and was waiting for her inside.

"You came."

Ian welcomed Adelia with a soft smile.

The sight made Adelia feel as though she were doing something wicked with her son-in-law.

A widowed mother-in-law and her virile son-in-law meeting in the dead of night.

No matter how she thought about it, it was a combination that carried the air of an affair.

Adelia, get a grip. That is not why you came here.

Tonight’s meeting was solely to relieve her son-in-law’s sexual urges in place of her beloved daughter.

There could be no feelings beyond that.

No—she kept repeating to herself that there could not be.

"Just so we are clear, there can absolutely be no penetration."

"Of course. It would be a disaster if you got pregnant."

Fortunately, Ian did not harbor any feelings beyond that, and Adelia was able to breathe easier.

The more I see Ian, the better a son-in-law he seems.

Even aside from his love for the ailing Isabelle, objectively speaking, Ian was a perfect son-in-law.

Not only was he highly capable, but he was thoughtful as well.

Considering how most men looked down on their wives, she could not help feeling favorably toward him as a woman.

Even his sense of responsibility made him seem dependable.

His face seems to have gotten more handsome lately, too.

Adelia, who had been won over by Ian’s character, now found his face handsome as well, and she began to feel an attraction to him as a man.

Enough that she felt envious of her own daughter, Isabelle.

Nngh...! Adelia, get a grip! What are you thinking?!

Shocked by the realization that she had seen her son-in-law as a man, Adelia slapped her own cheeks to come to her senses.

Smack! Smack!

"Adelia?!"

"I-Ian, it is nothing. I mean, this is..."

When Ian worried at the sight of Adelia suddenly slapping herself, she hurriedly made excuses.

"I was only trying to wake myself up, so do not mind it."

"I see. If you are too sleepy, let us stop here for today. Even if it was Miss Isabelle’s request, you do not need to push yourself, Adelia."

"It is fine! I am fine, so you do not have to worry."

"If you say so, then all right."

Forcing herself to ignore Ian’s concerned gaze, Adelia knelt before him as promised, to relieve her son-in-law’s sexual urges.

"I am sorry that someone like this old woman has to be your partner. I would like to tell you to use a prostitute if you can, but our circumstances are not good."

As if making excuses for the current situation, Adelia slowly grasped Ian’s waistband.

Ian said to her,

"That is not true. I am happy, if anything, to have a beautiful woman like you as my partner, Adelia."

"What could possibly be good about an old woman like me..."

Adelia took Ian’s praise as mere flattery.

Before Isolde came along, Adelia had been widely known as the most beautiful woman in the village, but that was only when she was young.

Now, Adelia herself believed she had no appeal as a woman.

"Huh?"

When she lowered his pants, Adelia was struck dumb by Ian’s large, imposing cock.

"I-Ian, this is..."

"I am sorry. You make me so horny, Adelia, that I got like this."

It was so much larger than her husband’s that she was speechless for a while.

Amused by her reaction, Ian asked again,

"You will help relieve my sexual urges, right?"

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