What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy?



Thankfully, the meeting with the king and queen will only take place a few weeks from now, so I don't need to worry about that yet.

And that's a big 'yet'.

Mother may insist that it's fine for me to be myself but I would prefer to avoid any embarrassing moments so I asked Mother if it was possible for me to be taught some Noble Etiquette skills.

Mother was practically over the moon at hearing my request and said that she would teach me herself.

She brought me to one of the classrooms located on the other side of the mansion.

She was even dressed for the occasion too, wearing a tight pencil skirt, a long sleeved shirt and adorned on her face was a pair of glasses which I'm pretty sure had fake lenses. Pretty sure these clothes were made by some Off-Worlder… She even got herself a pointer stick too…

I can't deny that the outfit somehow really suits her…

"Ufufufu~ How thorough does my little one like to be taught?" Mother asked with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

I fiddled with my fingers nervously under my desk, "Umm… I… I'll leave it to Mommy to decide?"

"Ara, ara? In that case, Mama shall make sure that my little one is able to act as befitting of your position when the need arises~"

I felt myself shiver at her words and wondered if I made the right choice at that moment.

Mother tapped her pointer stick on her arm, "Now~ My little one knows you are my most precious, cutest, wonderful and dearest child, yes? So Mama shall help you be nothing but the best of the best~ You can just leave this all to Mama! Let's just begin with some practical applications~"

Huh… I was expecting this lesson to start off with something like how I should sit, stand, walk or even talk like a noble… Like you know… Those kinds of scenes you might see in those noble family dramas or something.

Trusting Mother to know about this topic better than I do, I simply nodded my head.

She tapped her pointer stick on her desk, prompting the door of the classroom to open and allow two of our maids to enter.

I recognised one of the maids to be Andrea, one of the few Mahun maids that worked here.

She usually tends to the gardens and she looked like a serious, no nonsense maid with her rimless glasses and her long brown hair done in a french braid.

But for me… I know that she's one of the screamers and especially likes to go down on me whenever I ask her for sex…

The other maid that came in was Tracey, the Infrid maid that especially liked to feed me sweets whenever I met her.

They bowed to us but remained silent, allowing Mother to continue.

"Now, my little one~ Within the noble society, there are various expectations that those little things place upon our family. If my little one decides to go public with your identity, these expectations will inadvertently be placed upon you as well. If my little one wishes to meet these expectations, then you will have to remember that you stand above everyone else no matter the circumstances."

I blinked at her, "What does that mean, Mommy?"

Mother tapped the table with her pointer stick and the two maids disappeared from where they had been standing.

They then returned to where they had been a second ago and I realised my school desk had been changed to a dinner table with a pristine white tablecloth laid upon it and my own chair had also been switched out for an elegant, high backed dining chair.

I didn't even notice either of these moving right in front of me…

When I looked up again, they now had a tea trolley in front of them and were busy serving me tea.

Oh, I guess the scene of me trying to learn how to drink tea properly by repeatedly raising and lowering the cup until I have the perfect posture will happen here! Good thing I have [Machine Learning] so I don't need to worry about drinking so much tea that my stomach would bloat!

A teacup and saucer was placed in front of me and Mother came to stand in front of the table.

"Sit up straight and maintain the posture of authority my little one. That is the posture you shall adopt no matter what you are doing, even if it's something as simple as drinking tea~" Mother instructed.

I did as she told and adjusted my posture, trying to remember how those noble ladies would act in those court dramas I used to watch as references.

I must have done quite well since Mother clapped her hands together, "Ara ara? As expected of my dearest little one! It's already perfect on your first try!"

Err… I'm just straightening my back though… But as long as Mother is happy?

I then noticed that Andrea was missing and only Tracey remained beside me to pour my tea.

Before I could wonder where she went, Mother moved closer to me, "Ufufu~ Now my little one~ Remember to maintain this posture while you drink your tea, lift the cup with only your thumb, index and middle finger while your ring and little finger remain close together. When placing the cup back on the saucer, use the little finger to cushion the weight before placing the cup back, there should not be any sound coming from the cup and saucer at all times."

I tried to keep that in mind as I reached forward to pick up the cup, only to jolt in surprise when I felt something lift up my skirt from under the table.

I flinched and tried to lift the table cloth to see what was going on under there when a loud smack reverberated throughout the room, courtesy of Mother hitting her stick against the table.

"Ara, ara? My little one was doing so well too… What did I say about maintaining your posture, my dearest child?"

I didn't get to reply since my legs were suddenly pushed wide open and my penis sheath stripped for something to wrap around my flaccid cock, slowly stroking it to full hardness.

Really? This is how Mother is going to teach me? I have to maintain my composure even with someone pleasuring me down there?!

Judging by the smile on Mother's face… She really expects that huh…

Is this really a Noble Etiquette lesson or am I just being teased?

As though reading my mind, Mother continued, "Ufufufu~ Other noble families might teach their own children through punishments to correct mistakes, but doesn't this way make it more fun, my little one? Besides, my dearest child is better than all of them combined~"

Ah… So instead of hitting me with a stick whenever I make a mistake, she would rather I correct myself even under these circumstances.

I adjusted my posture again, trying to act like nothing was happening under the table.

My hand reached for the cup again, right as I felt something trace along my slit through my underwear and caused my body to shiver in pleasure.

"Ara, ara? My little one shouldn't let something like this collapse your posture~ Try again~"

Oh wow, ok… So this is going to be that type of training…

I retracted my hand and corrected myself once again before reaching for the cup for the third time.

My panties were shifted aside and a finger slid across my slit.

A moan came unbidden to my mouth and as though taking that as the cue, something warm and wet wrapped itself around my cock.

Lewd slurping and moaning sounds came from underneath the table as Andrea fellated me with gusto, sucking my entire length inside her mouth while her fingers played with my pussy.

At this point, it was taking all that I could not to just reach down and grab her head so that I could fuck her mouth, so there was no way I could hold my posture right now.

Looking up, I realised Mother had rolled up her pencil skirt to expose her crotch while leaning against her desk. Tracey was kneeling in front of Mother with her mouth clamped over Mother's own pussy, sucking on it greedily while Mother watched me with eyes filled with mischievous amusement.

But despite Tracey going down on Mother, Mother still maintained a face of composure and authority.

"Ara, ara? What's wrong, my little one? Why has your posture collapsed again?"

I couldn't even try and correct myself since Andrea decided to push her fingers into my pussy right at that moment, her digits already curling up to push against my most sensitive spot and sending sparks of pleasure down my spine.

My head was thrown back and my hips thrusted forward, pushing my cock deeper into her throat which she was more than happy to accommodate.

Her head moved even faster and my hips started moving in unison with her sucking, already throwing caution into the wind as I fucked her mouth.

"An… Andrea! I'm… I'm cumming!" I warned her, which only made her swallow my cock all the way past her throat so that I could cum directly into her belly.

My body tensed up as I orgasmed, shooting spurts of my cum to splatter against the back of her throat while I held onto the armrests of my chair for dear life.

I rocked my hips against her, further intensifying the pleasure as I came which prompted her to move her fingers even more vigorously, making me cum from my pussy as well.

Only when I finished spurting every drop of my seed did Andrea let go of me, still hidden underneath the tablecloth.

"Ufufufu~ It seems like my little one enjoyed that~ Now… Shall we try again?"

Eh? We're still going?

I didn't even get to ask before Andrea's mouth wrapped itself around my cock again.

Oh no… Instead of drinking so much water to the point of being bloated… I'm going to be wrung dry from this instead…

But… But it feels good…

Ahhhnnnn~