The Story I Can't Figure Out
“…… For that reason, your treatment remains unchanged. What do you think about that?”
“I don’t know much about politics. Rather, I thought you called me here for something else.”
I answered somewhat dissatisfiedly, but our wife didn’t blink an eye and continued speaking as if ignoring my words.
“You said you had rich experience from the battlefield, didn’t you? If I think about it that way, what do you think?”
“Hmm. The battlefield.”
It was somewhat difficult to give an analogy that politics and the battlefield are completely different situations and say this is definitely right.
“Even so, if I have to say… Well, that Duke Fabian Jericho guy probably wants to use me.”
“As expected.”
Marianne nodded as if she had anticipated it. After all, there was no way she, with her level of cunning, couldn’t think of what I could think.
Then why ask? Was she testing my intelligence?
“So, how do you think he’ll approach it specifically?”
“The Duke has a daughter, so he might send her.”
Since no one in the empire knows I like women, if he approaches, he would use that.
That’s why I said it, but why did our wife’s eyebrows slightly raise?
“… So the rumor that you’ve figured out all the imperial princesses is true?”
“Are you jealous?”
“What a ridiculous thing to say.”
I know it’s ridiculous. That look is exactly the same as when Haria looks at me.
And I know about the Jericho princess from Hound data, but I decided not to mention it because she probably wouldn’t believe it even if I said it.
“Whether sending the daughter or someone else, he’ll definitely make contact.”
“Hmm.”
Marianne lifted her teacup with a small sigh. Just that alone made her look incredibly beautiful and elegant.
She’s ten years younger than me, but her dignity is incomparable. Especially, thinking about how she’s been working hard to maintain this appearance secretly, it feels so cute that I want to rush over right now.
“… Are you looking at my chest again?”
“Today it’s not the chest, but the waist. Are you eating properly? You seem thinner than before.”
Her large breasts and large hips with a narrow waist were definitely my preference, but I opposed harming her health.
Marianne, not knowing about her husband’s concern, frowned and said.
“I manage my health thoroughly, so there’s no problem. So, stop looking at the Emperor’s body with such lewd eyes.”
Was it lewd? This affectionate gaze full of concern…?
“Anyway, Duke Fabian Jericho is not a man to be trifled with. It would be easier if he completely turned against me, but he’s the kind who balances things too well, making it annoying.”
“So?”
“In the meantime, it’s better not to get involved with women whose identities are unclear.”
I was shocked and almost dropped the teacup. What is this talking about?
“Rather, kill me.”
“Then die.”
“You’re too much.”
Thinking our wife might really kill me, I put down the teacup and asked.
“What kind of woman is a woman with unclear identity? If her identity is clear, is that enough?”
It wouldn’t change much from now, but Marianne calmly gave a terrifying instruction.
“In the literal sense. Since no one knows who Duke Fabian’s breath has touched, if it’s not a confirmed person, don’t make contact at all. Whether it’s a noble princess, the daughter of a merchant, or the virgin of the empire.”
That’s just don’t meet any women.
“What am I supposed to do if I’m told not to meet anyone? Or is this finally the start of couple life?”
“You’re being foolish. Did you think you could covet the Empress just because you got one achievement?”
It won’t work. Damn it. It’s been a month since the tea party last time, and I thought maybe she called me here for some Diarose score or something.
Unlike me despairing, Marianne finished speaking and stood up from her seat first today as well.
“Other than that, you can do as you like as usual. However, if you fall for Duke Fabian’s temptation and threaten me, then you’d better be prepared.”
Watching Marianne’s butt sway as she left, I soon fell into despair again.
It’s a big pity that my joy in life has disappeared, but…
“Have I made some progress?”
Unlike the previous time where she said not to dream, today’s tone was that getting one achievement is out of the question.
That means if I get more achievements, maybe it’s possible?
“… No. That one won’t work.”
Despair.
“Those acts are that good, huh.”
“Huh?”
Haria visited the Empress’s office for a regular report and answered in a somewhat dumb voice without realizing it.
I can’t blame Haria for this. After all, it was the first time the Empress mentioned a topic other than work.
A few days ago, the leader who had an early tea party with the Empress came to the headquarters staggering helplessly and locked himself in the leader’s room.
The shocking part is that he hasn’t been looking for women since then. The leader, who usually thinks with his crotch not brain, had changed, and the Hounds were quite surprised.
Some speculated if he was having normal couple life with the Empress, but it was quickly dismissed.
It’s unimaginable that the Empress would do such a thing, and more importantly, if she did, there’s no reason he’d be locked in the leader’s room instead of the palace.
So, the report about Isaac also had no special content. Just that he was locked in the leader’s room as usual today.
“That’s why…”
I don’t know exactly why, but something must have stimulated the Empress’s curiosity.
“Did I ask a difficult question?”
“Ah, s-sorry!”
Haria, who realized she had been staring blankly without answering the Empress’s question, lowered her head in apology and quickly thought in her head.
It was to answer, but unfortunately, no suitable words came to mind.
This was unavoidable.
“I should have tried!”
For Haria, who had never experienced men’s acts, let alone romantic feelings, men and women’s acts were just simple reproductive acts.
She knew why, but it was just something she read about without much interest. That was it.
“From seeing the leader do it, it seemed he liked it…”
Before Isaac entered a state of hibernation not true hibernation, Haria had been observing in detail his acts with women, unlike before.
Was it a backlash for not having interest until now? Haria’s curiosity grew day by day after she started paying attention.
Her excellent senses allowed observation regardless of distance and obstacles.
If the dead family who taught Haria how to handle and strengthen senses saw this, it would be a tragedy, but she was using it well anyway.
Thanks to that, she learned many things, but since she hadn’t done it herself, she couldn’t say otherwise.
In the end, Haria lowered her head deeper and honestly answered.
“I apologize to Your Highness, but I have no experience and don’t know… well, don’t know…”
It was fortunate she was lowering her head. If not, her face would have been burning hot and visible.
“I see.”
Is it that painful not being able to do it with two virgins who have no romantic experience? Except for tilting her head in wonder, there’s nothing else she can do.
After finishing the report, Haria came out of the palace and walked mindlessly through the imperial capital.
She had no destination. She was just walking without direction to cool her head because she was stimulated by the first men and women story.
Actually, their conversation with the Empress was hard to call a men and women story, but for Haria, who had no experience and had no interest until now, even that small talk was stimulating enough.
She realized anew that she was a woman.
Haria looked at her reflection in the sparkling glass windows of the imperial capital street.
Objectively, her appearance is excellent.
Even without much care, her wavy black hair always drew gazes from men and women alike when walking.
She hadn’t thought about it because she had no interest in beauty, but if she dressed up properly, she would be prettier than any woman Isaac had brought.
Her breasts and hips weren’t particularly large, but thanks to family education, she hadn’t neglected training, so her balance was very good.
The only disadvantage she thought was having no experience, but she had heard that there are people who like such things depending on the man.
Then it’s not a disadvantage.
“What? No matter which way I look, I’m superior to those women.”
That’s right. She was superior. Then receiving superior seeds would be natural. Haria, who always follows Isaac, knew he always keeps medicine for contraception in stock.
Thinking about it, it was completely wasteful. Using such strong seed only for relieving lust by exerting so much effort every day?
It’s simple, he can’t give his seed to heavy women who spread their legs, so it’s inevitable. But if she, an excellent female, has enough qualifications to receive the seed of that male.
Since it’s the first time, it will be a bit clumsy, but that’s a problem time will solve. To her who is shy, Isaac will treat her kindly.
“Eh?!”
Thinking about it made her feel so ashamed she wanted to die. She didn’t know why she was comparing herself to the women Isaac had embraced.
No, she hadn’t guessed it at all. Her blood was of the nature that it prefers strong seeds.
After seeing Isaac’s strength at Diarose, it was for that reason that she became interested in him.
“But that alone is a bit.”
Haria, who had some girl-like innocence in the unconscious area, felt a bit reluctant to accept men just because her blood wanted it.
“But the first time for blood wanting it too.”
“Haa.”
Haria’s expression changed instantly from a long sigh.
“Returning to headquarters is best, but he won’t wait quietly until I arrive.”
In the middle of the street, danger would be severe. Haria had no choice but to turn and enter a quiet alley with few people.
Immediately after, she took out the concealed weapon kept in her bosom and said towards the alley while turning back.
“Who’s there.”
“Hmph. Even if it’s a branch, it seems you’ve inherited the blood of ‘Sika’.”
With a mocking remark, three figures appeared. Haria could tell from their sharply honed aura.
She knew she couldn’t win against them. Even knowing that, Haria smiled with a grin at the sight of the enemies who came to her of their own will.
“You bastards, you sure bark well. Or is it because you keep changing masters? Who’s feet did you show your belly this time? Pagwol? Jericho? Schmidt?”
“… As long as you don’t kill me, it’s fine. A few bones are okay.”
Looking at the assassins of the clan walking towards her, Haria thought.
It wouldn’t be bad if I just did as the blood said.