Main Wife or Concubine
Main Wife or Concubine
Linda and Agnes behind me, I exited the tent.
As the cool night breeze blew, I gazed intently at Kylon, who was putting branches into the bonfire, and Flora, who was sitting beside him.
After that, I cautiously observed Kylon's mood.
What is this atmosphere? Surely he didn't *not* use the Hypnosis Tool at this moment when they're alone, did he?
More importantly, what were they talking about for Flora to look so happy?
Since it didn't seem like hypnosis, I thought I'd observe the atmosphere and tried to turn my steps in another direction.
But as if he wouldn't let me leave, Kylon smiled brightly and called out to me.
"Saintess-nim, where are you going? If you've come out for some fresh air, would you like to sit here?"
"...Ah, yes."
...Linda and Agnes's situation hasn't been sorted out yet, so is Flora just being prepped?
I wasn't sure, but since Kylon said so, I decided to do as he said and nodded.
If he called me, it must mean he had something to say to me.
Coincidentally, I also had something I wanted to say to Kylon, so I plopped down opposite him.
Sitting next to Kylon would have been a desperate attempt to avoid upsetting Flora.
Just now, inside the tent, I barely managed to calm Linda and Agnes, so I wondered if I'd have to calm Flora out here too.
As I sighed deeply, Kylon placed his hand on Flora's back with a 'thud'.
Then, Flora's eyes seemed to become vacant, and she soon lost her balance, swaying and collapsing from her sitting position.
Wondering what he was doing, I opened my eyes wide and watched, and I noticed a bujeok stuck to Flora's back, where Kylon was holding her.
Seeing Flora instantly lose consciousness as if she had fainted, there was no doubt that the bujeok was a Sleeping Talisman.
"Surely he's not going to drag her into the tent like this?" I thought, but it seemed not, as he immediately approached the tent where Linda and Agnes were.
"Linda, Agnes, Flora has fallen asleep. Can you lay her in a sleeping bag?"
"Ah, yeah. Of course..."
Agnes, who had a history of suspecting me once before, mumbled in front of Kylon as if intimidated, perhaps feeling a pang of conscience after suspecting me yet again.
I hadn't said anything about Agnes yet, but seeing her act like that, feeling guilty on her own, I could quickly tell that she herself was proving that fighting from behind wasn't something to be proud of.
Well, fighting from behind for the sake of image, how could that be something to be proud of?
But it didn't matter. Because I wasn't particularly hoping for them to incur hatred.
Flora entered the tent, still asleep, and Kylon went inside that tent.
And then, after a long while, he came out of the tent, rustling and saying, "Eutcha."
Wondering what on earth he went in to do, I asked in a whisper.
"...What did you do?"
"I just put them all to sleep and came back?"
"......?"
What? Surely the reason he went in himself wasn't to put all three of them to sleep?
Is it okay to overuse bujeok like this? No, I don't know how many he bought in the first place, so it's not something I can calculate, but even so, how long has it been since he bought them for him to use them in such a bulk?
Anyway, if he used the Sleeping Talisman, I figured they wouldn't wake up until morning, based on game time.
Of course, since this situation isn't a game right now, it would likely operate around a fixed duration, so the calculation method might need to be a little different.
No longer needing to keep my voice down, I pondered, then looked at the closed tent once and mumbled.
"...Is there some kind of mark on my neck?"
"Yeah. There is."
"...Kylon, did you do it?"
"No, I didn't. More importantly, why is there a bruise there? Doesn't it hurt?"
Indeed, I just asked, but of course, Kylon wouldn't know.
Last night, I had clearly eaten, parted ways in the hallway, and then slept straight through until morning.
Unless I had received a Sleeping Talisman and couldn't hear anything at night, Kylon wouldn't have had the leisure to sneak into my room and leave a hickey, and there was no reason for him to do so in the first place, so it was only natural that this answer would come out.
"No, um, it doesn't hurt, so it hasn't healed, I guess."
My body only healed from the moment I thought it hurt.
Therefore, my body, which hadn't had anything to hurt since morning, couldn't properly erase a single bruise on my neck.
"So, if you pinch yourself and then think it hurts, it heals?"
"...Ah, so there's a method like that."
Hearing Kylon's words, I opened my eyes wide and pinched my forearm with my fingernail. It hurt so much that tears seemed to well up in my eyes, but the moment I thought it hurt, the fingernail mark on my forearm vanished.
"Yeah, it's gone now."
"That's a relief."
"But why?"
"No, it's nothing special..."
"Linda and Agnes asked if it wasn't a hickey." If I said that, it felt like things would go strangely. So, I just mumbled, trying not to give them a negative image of having suspected or interrogated me.
Groaning like that, I then carefully changed the subject.
"I just... wondered when you'd decide on the Legal Wife?"
"Legal Wife?"
"You know, that thing. In games, they get along well, but reality isn't usually like that. So, shouldn't the Heroines also sort out their hierarchy?"
I cautiously offered my opinion.
To be honest, this situation could largely be attributed to my fault.
I had vaguely wanted to go home and recklessly caused trouble, pushing Kylon forward when he wasn't even ready, so I had to be the one to propose a solution.
"...Legal Wife, huh? Hmm, that makes sense."
"Right, that way later the kids..."
"Why? Do the kids just fight each other?"
Ah, wait, did I say something wrong?
The very idea of sorting out the hierarchy between the Legal Wife and Concubines already carried that nuance, but I never dreamed he'd catch on so quickly and approach me like this, so my mind instantly went blank.
I couldn't afford to lower the Favorability Score towards the Heroines here, so I pushed aside my alarm and made a desperate excuse.
"No, it's not that..."
"Uh-huh, uh-huh. I get it, you're saying we should decide on the Legal Wife, right?"
Huh? What? I was so nervous, thinking the Favorability Score towards the Heroines would drop, but if he was going to let it go so easily, I should have just said it outright from the beginning.
Even though I regretted it like this, at that moment, it had been the best choice, a decision made after much deliberation, so I had no intention of treating that decision as foolish.
Kylon plopped down next to me and then placed his hand on my waist.
I was startled by the sudden contact, but since I didn't feel any repulsion from the sensation, I merely narrowed my glabellum and looked at Kylon.
"...What is it?"
"My Legal Wife is right here."
"Where? ...You're joking, right?"
Even if he was touching my waist so casually, being called his Legal Wife brought a sudden, overwhelming sense of repulsion.
As I composed my body, which had grown cold, and looked at him, he was sending me a disgusting gaze, dripping with something like honey.
"No, it's real?"
"W-wait, it's not, real, is it...? Even if I'm your Favorite Character, it's me right now? I-I'm the one inside Veronica."
"Yeah, I know. It doesn't matter?"
His hand moved little by little, then caressed my pelvis several times before tracing my side and touching my side breast.
The thick, hard sensation enveloping my body was a truly strange feeling, but more than that, seeing Kylon repeat such chilling words made my body feel like it was stiffening.
Was it because she was truly a crazy lesbian?
I remembered her saying something like that before. That it didn't matter.
The words she said, that even if she, who was originally a woman, became a man, it was fine because she could immediately fuck a woman.
Now, knowing that "that dick" was aimed at me, there was nothing more terrifying, and I felt like I was turning pale.
"Think carefully... If you choose me now, Linda and Agnes will strongly object too."
"It's fine."
"Me, and I'm a Saintess. Such a relationship won't be allowed until we defeat the Demon King."
"No, this is fundamentally an Adult Game, so you can have sex before that."
Oh, right. She said she'd seen a sex scene with Veronica once.
It felt like one escape route had been blocked, and my insides were burning up.
I clearly remember telling him to decide on the Legal Wife, but I truly couldn't understand why it had turned out like this.
Perhaps trying to infer Kylon's thoughts was a misguided act from the start.
As I was having so many thoughts, Kylon's hand began to touch my breast as if lifting it from above.
But more important than that, I didn't know what to do about this situation, so I could only desperately rack my brain.
And at the end of it, I carefully opened my mouth.
"Think carefully. I don't see you as a member of the opposite sex."
"......."
This was the only way.
Since there was no position, Legal Wife or Concubine, that I wanted to obtain, it would be better to reject it from the start.
"...I don't particularly intend to have that kind of relationship with Kylon."
The silence that followed was terrifying, but I had revealed my true feelings.
It felt both refreshing and chilling, truly terrifying.