Baron O’Claire asked for the purchase price while I was still clothed.
When I answered, “25 gold coins,” as expected, he demanded an evaluation in a completely naked state.
I instructed Michelle to undress, but she glared at me with tear-filled eyes and told me to undress her.
Unlike her obedient older sister, Violet, this girl was quite defiant.
As I approached Michelle, I bent down, had her lift her right leg, and removed her red leather shoes, followed by her white socks.
Her cute, small feet were revealed, and it looked like her toenails had been painted with pedicures.
She had probably dyed them with wild flowers that grew nearby.
Then I removed her left shoe and sock as well, and Michelle was finally barefoot. Her legs were long and shapely, and despite her slightly problematic personality, a beautiful naked body could be expected.
Originally, as a woman, I had no interest in girls undressing, but after witnessing the scenes in “Princess Harem” where noble princesses undressed with blushing cheeks, I seemed to have awakened to that kind of hobby.
When I looked at Michelle’s face, she had closed her eyes and was enduring it.
She might have a surprisingly cute personality. Next was the crimson dress.
First, I decided to untie the sash that emphasized her waist.
The sash was tied with a bow at both ends, so it was easy to untie, and the sash flowed to the floor with a “shururu” sound.
I touched her abdomen through the dress and checked the condition of her abdomen and waist.
“…Stop! It tickles! No, no, NO!!”
As expected, Michelle seemed to be highly sensitive. The buttons on her abdomen were purely decorative and didn’t need to be removed.
There was no opening on the back, so it seemed I could just pull it down.
This dress seemed to be designed to be worn with a dress shirt, and the neckline was boldly cut.
I took the shoulder straps of the dress and spread them outward to remove them from her shoulders.
Then, I pulled her arms out of the dress and slowly lowered it.
As I lowered the dress, I stroked her sides and waist, causing Michelle to squirm repeatedly.
Come to think of it, her face was flushed red, and her breathing was somewhat labored.
“…Haa… Haa… Ah! …Haa… Ahh!!”
With my help, the crimson dress was also removed.
Michelle was now wearing a pure white dress shirt that reached from her upper body to mid-thigh.
Her legs, extending from the hem of the dress shirt, were long and gave off a healthy eroticism.
“…F-Father… If you undress me any further, you’ll truly regret it…”
Suddenly, Michelle opened her eyes, which she had been keeping closed, and glared defiantly at Baron O’Claire, delivering an ultimatum.
“Baron O’Claire…”
I looked to Baron O’Claire for his instructions.
“Slave trader, don’t worry about it and continue!”
I bowed my head slightly and resumed the undressing.
The dress shirt opened in the front and was fastened with five buttons hidden by attached frills.
I unbuttoned them one by one from the bottom. After unbuttoning two buttons, her drawers occasionally peeked out from the opening.
The drawers, worn as underwear, were also white based but were adorned with layers of lace and trimmed with pink lace, appearing to be a high-quality item.
Furthermore, as I unbuttoned the remaining four buttons, her chest occasionally became visible.
Her chest was wrapped in cloth, and it seemed her ample breasts were being constricted.
When I removed the last button, her collarbone, her cloth-covered chest, her well-defined waist, her cute navel, and her lower abdomen were visible through the opening of the dress shirt, with her crotch area hidden by the drawers. However, no abnormalities were observed for now.
“You have a beautiful body…”
“…”
Michelle’s exposed skin was flushed red with shame and felt hot.
I unbuttoned the cuffs of the dress shirt and removed it.
Now, Michelle was only wearing the cloth covering her breasts and the drawers hiding her private parts.
“You’re beautiful, Michelle… Nothing is wrong with you.”
“…The slave trader knows nothing…”
Michelle was muttering something, but it was about time she gave up.
I untied the knot of the cloth covering her breasts and loosened it all at once.
Then, the cloth unraveled with a “shururu,” and something else fell with a “botari.”
“Huh!? Wh-What is this!? A chest pad!?”
To my surprise, Michelle’s breasts were fake, padded to add volume.
In fact, I should have been able to notice the unnaturalness even through her clothes, but the tightly cinched cloth and the frilly dress shirt had deceived me.
Michelle’s chest was only slightly swollen, and her areolae and nipples were small. Her secondary sexual characteristics seemed to be delayed, or she was in a boy-like state.
“Don’t worry, Michelle… Some gentlemen prefer small breasts…”
“…”
As I offered comfort, or rather, advice, she glared at me again.
Meanwhile, Baron O’Claire clutched his head at the revelation that his daughter, whom he thought had ample breasts, actually had small ones.
“If you think so, try touching my drawers!!”
Michelle, with only her final piece of clothing left, seemed to have given up and told me to touch her private parts.
I couldn’t afford to be defeated here, so I decided to fulfill her request.
“Alright. I’ll touch them as you wish.”
I approached Michelle and, crouching down, tentatively touched her drawers.
I expected to find the slit of a secret crack beneath.
“…What!? N-No way!!”
“Do you understand now? Slave trader.”
To my surprise, through the drawers I touched, I felt not the indentation of a secret crack, but rather a bulge.
At this point, I remembered Dietlinde’s “quality check” in “Princess Harem.”
I had visited the “Princess Harem” base mansion on urgent business at the time, and she was in the middle of her “quality check.” I will never forget the shock of suddenly seeing her penis.
Dietlinde was androgynous at the time, but was Michelle the same?
I had a very bad feeling, but this was my job, so I had no choice. I untied the suspender straps of the drawers and quickly removed them.
And what I saw there…
“A penis!? Y-You were a boy!?”
“It seems I’ve been found out… Father… How does it feel to know my secret?”
“N-No way! You were a boy…”
“My mother feared my life would be targeted… so she raised me as a girl. After all, Berta, the legitimate wife, only has her half-sister Sylvia… So, how is it? Have you become reluctant to part with me? If you’re going to cancel the purchase, buy back my sister too.”
“Baron O’Claire, misrepresenting gender is a breach of contract. However, if it’s a purchase evaluation in clothed state, I can pretend I didn’t know and buy her. By the way, a penalty will be incurred for Violet’s buyback, so the buyback price will be 33 gold coins.”
“…A-Alright. Following the slave trader’s advice, I will take Michelle for the clothed evaluation price of 25 gold coins.”
Baron O’Claire, with his head bowed, reluctantly agreed to sell Michelle.
Michelle, who should have been the sole male heir of the Baron O’Claire family, had no choice but to be disposed of as a “Level 2 Slave” by order of his legitimate wife, as his father was a son-in-law who married into the family.
Thus, the sales contract for Michelle was also concluded, and I purchased Michelle as a girl for 25 gold coins (equivalent to 2.5 million yen).
The story would be that when the Raymond Trading Company conducted the acceptance inspection, the fact that he was actually a boy was revealed.
As I left, I glanced at Baron O’Claire, who looked suddenly aged.
He also gave me a ride back to the Raymond Trading Company in the Baron O’Claire family’s two-horse carriage, and I was able to return safely.
Inside the carriage, Violet and Michelle, the sisters who were now slaves wearing slave garments and shackles, sat silently opposite me.
In reality, it was a violation of regulations to have slaves in my presence, but this was within the scope of my discretion.
Incidentally, both of them were pressing their hands against their crotches to hide their genitals inside the carriage.
For my part, while I could tolerate Violet’s female genitalia, I had no desire to see Michelle’s penis.
Upon arriving at the Raymond Trading Company, I immediately reported the situation to Gaspar and obtained permission for the sisters’ treatment, after which I decided to strictly discipline the two.
And six months later, Violet and Michelle, having acquired the minimum manners and etiquette, were successfully sold as a pair to a certain baron for 10 platinum coins (equivalent to 10 million yen).
This barony was facing the crisis of extinction due to a lack of successors.
Normally, such information would not easily leak to the outside, but because I had been granted the title of viscountess, I was able to access the noble registry in the House of Peers, which enabled me to handle this situation.
Thinking about it, the mistake of confusing genders when buying them was fortunate because I was an inexperienced amateur.
“Violet, and Michelle. This is as far as I can go. Do your best.”
“We are truly grateful for your care, Alicia-sama. We will never forget your kindness.”
I saw the two off as they were shipped out and felt a burden lifted from my shoulders.
Thank you for reading.
This completes the serialized posting of episode 16.5, “Alicia V.”
Tomorrow night, June 10th, at 00:00, episode 16.5, “Alicia V,” “A Maiden Walking Meets another Maiden, and the Falling Maiden Weeps and Clings,” will be posted in full.
Please note that the “serialized posting” and “full posting” contain the same content.
