OmaeGotoki: Volume 2 Side Story - Eterna As Always

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The same night as always.

Flum reveals Milkit’s face as always, compliments her half to death as always, and Milkit turns bright red as always. They lie on the bed in their matching nightgowns, talk about trivial things, and just plain enjoy each other’s company.

It’s the same ritual they perform every night --- one without any rhyme or reason save for the simple fact that they love spending time together.

That particular night, however, bears a particular change.

“I happened to find this while looking through the storeroom, Master.”

Milkit picks the tool off the desk. It’s a small wooden stick with a ball of cotton on one end --- an ear pick.

“Oh yeah, we hadn’t bought one yet, had we?”

“As your slave I’ve been wondering day in and day out how best to service you, Master, and…”

“You know you’re already perfect, right?”

“Oh no, not at all. Unless I make you even happier I can’t call myself the perfect slave.”

“Hmm… I really am happy just like this, though.”

Flum sits up, reaching over to Milkit where she sits on the edge of the bed and softly stroking her cheek. Her master’s warmth alone is enough to give her a small smile.

“...You’re far too soft on me, Master.”

“Eterna-san tells me that, too. But to be honest, I want to spoil you even more.”

“I feel the same way, and that’s why I want to service you as best I can. ...That’s where this comes in.”

“An ear pick.”

“Yes. I’d like to clean your ears. It’s one of the quintessential forms of service a slave can perform for her master, after all.”

“Where’d you hear that?”

“T-That’s just the impression I get, or rather…”

Milkit’s own words cause her to blush as she looks down at the bed between them.

In other words, she simply wants to clean Flum’s ears.

“It’s been a while since anyone’s cleaned my ears for me.”

“You have some experience already?”

“My mom did it back when I was a kid. I-If you’re going to be cleaning my ears, though, that means you’ll have to give me a lap pillow…”

“I’m ready whenever you are, Master.”

She pats her thighs invitingly. Flum lying down, putting her head right where Milkit indicated, but she can’t keep herself from blushing slightly.

This is kinda embarrassing…

If Eterna was here she’d probably retort that they do more embarrassing things on a daily basis, but since it’s their first time doing this specifically it’s only natural that she’s a little bashful.

Milkit can clearly see her master turning bright red. To be honest, it’s at least as embarrassing for her and she gets the feeling that this really isn’t typical slave service after all. Despite all that, however, the weight of Flum’s head in her lap and being able to look at her in a different way from the norm is simply so fun she doesn’t want to stop now.

“Can you see?”

“Yes. It’s very clean, Master.”

“Really? It’s been so long I was pretty sure I’d built up quite a bit…”

“Don’t worry, Master, I’ll make sure it all comes out.”

“Hehehe, let’s see what you’ve got, then.”

Milkit inserts the tip of the pick into Flum’s ear.

“Nhh…”

“Ah, Master, did that…”

THUNK!!

“...hurt?”

The sound of something heavy falling to the floor comes from another room as if to cut Milkit off.

“That was pretty loud… I think it came from Eterna-san’s room.”

“It sounded like it, yes.”

“Anyway, I was a little surprised is all. You can keep on going now.”

“I’ve never done this before, so I’m really not sure how deep I should…”

“You can go a lot deeper than that, at least.”

“O-Okay, I’ll go a little further in, then…”

Milkit’s movements are delicate and precise --- to Flum it feels more ticklish than anything else.

“Fufu, this is rather fun, isn’t it?”

“I’m enjoying it too, but it’s just kinda ticklish… you can go a lot harder than that.”

“I’m not sure I’m up to that yet…”

“I get how you feel, but nothing’s coming out at this rate.”

“Hmm… Figuring out just how hard is a little tricky, isn’t it…?”

Milkit’s nimble fingers, seeming to grasp the basics almost intuitively, start to gently scrape away at the sides. Flum narrows her eyes with pleasure.

“Ohh, that’s good…!”

“Am I doing it right? I can’t tell what you’re feeling, after all…”

“It feels really good, Milkit! Though I think it’d be even better if you went a little deeper…”

THUNK!!

Another loud sound comes from Eterna’s room. They both jump a little, but miraculously Flum’s ear is unharmed.

“Crap, that was close…!”

“Are you alright, Master!?”

“Yeah, somehow… I wonder what Eterna-san’s doing, making so much noise this late?”

“Should I go check on her?”

“Nah, it’s probably fine. She’s probably just conducting an experiment or something.”

“In the middle of the night with Ink-san sleeping beside her?”

“...It’s probably fine. If she needs help or something I’m sure she’ll let us know.”

Still puzzling over what the sounds coming from Eterna’s room could mean, they return to their ear cleaning. Flipping around the ear pick, Milkit approaches this time with the fluffy cotton end.

“I’ll clean with this end this time.”

“Heh, hehehe, that’s even more ticklish than before! Especially since I’m not doing it myself...”

“It looks like even you have your weak points, Master.”

“Haha, yeah, my friends used to tease me about my sensitive ears all the time.”

“I think I can understand how they feel… o-only a little, of course.”

“Is this the birth of a new, impish Milkit?”

“I-I’m not enjoying it, really!”

“You’re a little too straight-laced sometimes, Milkit. You can tease me every now and then if you feel like it.”

“I wooon’t…!”

“W-Wait, haha, stop, I get it! Hehe, nhe, that really tickles!”

Dexterously manipulating the ear pick, Milkit tickles the depths of Flum’s overly-ticklish ear. Those countless tiny attacks against her sensitive depths, puff after puff after puff, render her all but completely unable to speak.

“Hehe, heeee, y-you’re, hehehe, enjoying this, aren’t you!? This is, hahaha, on purpose!”

“I-I’m not trying to tickle you on purpose, Master, this is a necessary part of the process! I-I’m really not enjoying seeing you like this… not at all…!”

Even as she tries to defend herself Milkit’s face reddens, her breath grows uneven and a strange glint appears in her eyes. She knows full well that as a slave she has no right to have her way with her master like this --- and that’s precisely why she can’t hold herself back, her arousal quickly overpowering her common sense.

What finally brings her back to her senses---

THUNK!

“Owww…!”

---is a heavy falling sound followed by a short exclamation of pain.

Unable to ignore the sounds any longer Flum sits up. They both strain their ears for any more sounds, but when only silence meets their ears they exchange glances.

“That was Eterna-san’s voice just now, wasn’t it?”

“It sure sounded like it.”

“It sounded like something fell, and then she said ‘ow’, didn’t she?”

“Maybe I should go check and see if she’s okay.”

“Yes, I suppose so.”

“...I’ll be right back.”

“No, I’ll come with you!”

“No, you don’t have your bandages on right now. I know Eterna-san’s seen you like this once before, but… I want to save you all for myself.”

“Master…”

Her master’s gentle words cause her to clench her hand in front of her chest. The way her heart just skipped a beat felt unlike anything that could be between master and servant --- she can clearly feel now more than before that there’s more to their relationship than that.

“In that case, I’ll wait here for you.”

Milkit sees Flum off with a smile.

Flum heads to Eterna’s room, stopping to listen outside the door. The room beyond is quiet, almost unnaturally so --- since Ink’s sleeping in there she should at least be able to hear her rhythmic breathing. Not only that, but if Eterna herself is awake then she should be able to hear some sign of her. It’s almost as if she’s purposefully trying to hide.

“Why’d she try to do something so stupid in her own room…?”

She’ll probably never know unless she asks.

Flum knocks on the door, softly calling out “Eterna-san?”

There’s no response, but she knows Eterna must be awake.

“I’m coming in!”

If she won’t respond, she has no choice but to just go on in.

Sitting on the bed is Eterna, a strained expression on her face. For some reason she has her hand clamped over Ink’s mouth.

“What’re you doing, Eterna-san?”

“That’s my line.”

Eterna blushes slightly.

“I know you two are really close, and I don’t have a problem with the deed itself, but you should think twice before doing it that loudly when Ink might be awake.”

“Nnn! Nn, nnngh!!”

Ink tries to say something through Eterna’s hands. Noticing that she seems uncomfortable, Eterna releases her.

“Fuah! I can breathe again… You can’t just cover my mouth or ears like that! Also, I was asleep until you started dropping books…”

“That’s… At any rate, I don’t want to hear you two doing that.”

“Huh…? What’re you talking about, Eterna-san?”

“That, um… The thing masters do with their slaves… You know, that.”

“That?”

All Flum and Milkit were doing was a bit of innocent ear cleaning. It’s a little weird for Eterna to be talking about it like that, though. No matter how she wracks her brain, however, she can’t figure out what Eterna could possibly be referring to.

“Sorry, I still don’t understand what you’re fussing about. Why don’t you just come out and tell me?”

“Tell---!? With Ink here!? You know I can’t!”

“So it’s something Ink shouldn’t hear, then?”

“She’s only ten. It’s too early for her.”

“I think it’s a pretty common thing to do with kids, though… My mom used to do it to me all the time.”

“Your mom!?”

“Why’re you so shocked?”

“...I didn’t know your morals were so twisted.”

“Morals have nothing to do with it! Milkit and I were only---”

Before she can finish, Eterna clamps her hands over Ink’s ears.

“You covered my ears again…”

Ink doesn’t resist, however, simply sitting there bewildered.

“It’s a little different for Milkit. She grew up in that sort of environment. I thought you had some common sense… Was it some sort of custom in your hometown?”

“No, I’m pretty sure everyone does it every now and then.”

“It’s necessary for humanity’s survival, I guess…”

“Okay, I’m pretty sure that’s an exaggeration.”

“Moderation is important, though. At your age… maybe, but Milkit’s too young.”

“I don’t know why you seem so fixated on age, but just to be clear Milkit was the one doing it to me.”

“Milkit’s the seme… and Flum’s the uke…!?”[1]

“She found a tool in the storeroom, so she asked me if I wanted to do it with her.”

“Wait, using a tool already!? I never knew something like that was in the storeroom…!”

“Seriously, what’re you talking about!?”

The more Flum tries to explain, the redder Eterna’s face seems to get.

“Eterna-san, are you sure we’re talking about the same thing here?”

“Definitely. I heard you clearly enough.”

“You could hear us from in here? Still, I don’t think we said anything that strange…”

Flum thinks back on her conversation with Milkit but comes up short. To begin with, she has no idea what Eterna could’ve possibly been imagining.

“First, Milkit looked at your… at it and called it clean.”

“I’m sure she was just being polite, though, since I haven’t had much time to maintain it recently. I used to do it all the time.”

“All the time!?”

“Is it really that shocking? I mean, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to do it less, but…”

“To think that your hometown… But I heard you say you’d ‘built up’ a lot, so I guess that means you did it a lot…”

“Do you do it, Eterna-san?”

“I don’t… have a partner.”

“You can do it on your own, y’know?”

“I-I guess…”

“Actually, I think you should probably do it with Ink every once in a while.”

“That’s criminal.”

“Seriously, what ARE you talking about!?”

For the first time since they’ve met, Eterna is genuinely afraid of Flum.

Flum’s hometown of Patoria lies far to the south of the Capital, not a distance frequently travelled.

They have some really twisted customs down there…

“After that Milkit said she’d never done it before all nervously, and you took the lead and told her to go deeper…”

“Yeah, I definitely think it’s harder to do it to someone else. Everyone has their own preferences for where and how hard, right?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never done it before.”

“In that case, how about you practice on me next time?”

“This is… sudden.”

“You’re really good with magic, so I’m sure you’d be a natural.”

“Not sure how I should take that.”

“Ah, actually, I bet you could use those water-tentacle things of yours to do it even faster.”

“Tentacles…!?”

Eterna looks blatantly turned-off as she shies away from Flum.

Flum, on the other hand, is at a loss.

That’s weird… I’m only talking about perfectly normal stuff, so why is she acting like this?

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“At this point your only hope is a complete reset. As the only adult in the house I can’t overlook this. If I wipe your memory with drugs you can start over as a normal girl…!”

“Don’t even joke about that, Eterna-san! Really, what’s gotten into you!?”

“That’s my line. I don’t know what your hometown was like but you need help. I’ll teach you moderation, maybe about chastity---”

“Wait, chastity?”

Flum cocks her head to the side, completely baffled by Eterna’s words. Ink, whose impressive hearing let her pick up on every word they were saying even through Eterna’s hands, opens her mouth.

“I think you’re turning ear-cleaning into way too big a deal, Eterna.”

“...Ear cleaning?”

“Yeah. I dunno what chass-titty is, but I don’t think it’s got anything to do with ear cleaning.”

“Ear cleaning… Ear cleaning…”

Eterna, finally stumbling across the truth, mumbles it to herself a few more times.

“Ear cleaning… Come to think of it, if they were talking about ears… but that’s still lewd… no, it’s ear cleaning. It can’t be anything else. But then I…”

As she mumbles to herself, all emotion disappears from her face and her eyes go blank. Letting go of Ink, she unsteadily walks past Flum and slips into her bed.

“...Snooze…”

In an instant she’s ‘asleep’, as if trying to pretend their conversation never happened.

“Eterna-san?”

“Snore… snore…”

Her acting is so bad it’s almost painful. Flum peeks into her face and calls her name a few more times.

“Eterna-saaaan?”

“Snore… snooze…”

She’s determined to keep on feigning sleep.

“I don’t know what you thought I was talking about and I won’t ask, and we can just say I really don’t know even now… but let me just say this.”

Finally understanding Eterna’s half of the conversation, Flum turns beet red.

Mustering her embarrassment and all her other emotions as one, she has only one thing left to say.

“Milkit and I aren’t in that kind of relationship yet!!”

She then boldly strides out of the room without looking back.

Ink, likely still blissfully ignorant, yawns and crawls into Eterna’s bed. She was sleeping on her own for a while, but ever since the surgery they’ve gone back to sleeping together.

“Hey, Eterna?”

“...What?”

Eterna stops feigning sleep long enough to respond to her.

“I dunno what Flum meant by ‘that kind of relationship’, but she said ‘yet’... does that mean she’s planning on making it that kind of relationship?”

Her naive question happens to pierce right through to the heart of the matter.

“Whether or not she is, it’s a matter of time.”

“Huh… I wonder if someday I’ll finally get what you guys were talking about…”

It might be better if you never do --- and with that, Eterna closes her eyes.


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  1. The terms ‘seme’(攻め) and ‘uke’(受け) can be used to convey someone who does something and someone who has something done to them, respectively. In the context of a homosexual relationship, however, it can take on the meaning of the ‘dominant’ and ‘submissive’ sexual partners, respectively.