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    It was a success.

    This fact alone was making my head and heart hot right now.

    I had to put a lot of thought into it before sending the photos.

    However, there was no way.

    The situations in the novel I was reading just didn’t appear.

    For example, there was a moment when he worried about the Northern Duke, who was suffering from wounds he received while fighting alone against barbarians and monsters.

    A moment where I can talk to him, even though he is lonelier than I thought.

    The story just didn’t get started.

    There was no choice.

    Because novels and reality are different.

    But one thing remains unchanged.

    It was clear that Seonghan was the Duke of the North.

    ‘You can tell by looking at the eyes and the body.’

    When I first saw Seonghan, I couldn’t tell.

    But when I made eye contact with him, it felt like lightning had struck my head.

    Cold eyes looking down at him, and a strong body that clearly seemed to have been trained through rough combat rather than ordinary exercise.

    He was clearly the Duke of the North.

    Seonghan did not see himself as a rational being.

    No, it seemed like he wasn’t giving his heart to anyone.

    I was just enjoying the resort and being curious about the entertainment program.

    Then Seonghan started to care about someone.

    I wish that were you.

    Sadly, that wasn’t the case.

    Ella.

    Seonghan began to show interest in Ella.

    That’s pretty bold, too.

    He began to feel anxious at the sight.

    ‘It’s different from the novel.’

    Reality is not a novel, and I was not the main character.

    Nothing will change unless you take action first.

    Instead of waiting for an opportunity, we had to create it.

    He tried.

    I got a table, played a game with Kangryul and won, and changed rooms and partners.

    I got to stay in the best room with Seonghan.

    Still, it was difficult to attract Seonghan’s attention.

    After we were in the same room, things got a little better.

    He himself made a mistake.

    It was nice to be assigned the same room as Seonghan.

    However, it was a mistake to decide on Ella and Kangryul’s tent room.

    I thought that if I showed Kang-ryul that he was in a good mood with Ella, Seong-han would give up on Ella.

    I forgot about it.

    His Northern Grand Duke was a being who did not know what giving up was.

    Even in front of Kangryul, Seonghan paid no attention and actively showed favor to Ella.

    Kang Ryul was amazed by the sight.

    Little by little, it felt like Ella was starting to give in to Seonghan.

    And this morning.

    Seonghan received two votes.

    ‘Who is it?’

    When I found out the results of the election, my heart started beating fast.

    Is it Ella?

    I guess they decided to exchange the rate and the table, but did they end up losing?

    In a way, it was a natural flow.

    Even if Seonghan tried to hide it, it came out naturally as we spent time together.

    The charms of Seonghan.

    Splitting logs in one breath, traversing sandy beaches, and even speaking in a low voice that puts listeners at ease.

    It seemed as if someone other than himself had realized that charm.

    Now I couldn’t put it off any longer.

    I had to be more proactive.

    Even Sunghan had to show Ella something that would make her turn away from him.

    And as I was thinking about that, I remembered the things I had brought in my carrier.

    ‘Come to think of itㅡ’

    There was a swimsuit with very little fabric area inside the carrier.

    I didn’t originally buy it to wear.

    I was surprised by Hong Kong’s openness.

    This swimsuit is proudly sold at department stores.

    Honestly, I thought it could be material for YouTube.

    however.

    ‘Is this it?’

    It was as if my past self, who had bought this, was talking to my present self.

    This needs to be sorted out.

    To win the title.

    I put on my swimsuit as if I was possessed by that thought.

    The exposure was excessive, but at the same time, it felt like it was enough to convey something.

    One’s own mind.

    I saved only the one I liked the most out of the dozens or hundreds of pictures on my phone.

    And I walked around the resort looking for Seonghan.

    ‘Ah, here it is.’

    A space that can only be entered by participants with two or more votes.

    Seonghan-do received two votes, so it should be in here.

    As he slowly opened the door, Ella and Seonghan looked at him with embarrassed expressions.

    Ella’s expression was astonished, and her ears were red all the way to her ears.

    It seemed like there was something between the two of them, but now they were at ease.

    I had faith that the photos on my phone would solve a lot of problems.

    If this photo isn’t enough –

    ‘…But I can’t give up.’

    We’ll have to find another way.

    I approached Seonghan and asked for his cell phone number.

    I smiled slightly as I saw Sunghan added to the phone number field.

    [Northern Air Force]

    So I saved the name and sent the photo.

    After Seonghan’s cell phone rang, I just watched Seonghan’s expression.

    What kind of reaction will there be?

    He may look at you with contempt, or he may notice your feelings and accept them.

    Even though I know the chances of that happening are slim.

    I was looking forward to it.

    And Seonghan truly accepted his heart.

    Seonghan looked at his cell phone and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

    That alone made me feel like I was saved.

    Seonghan looked this way.

    My heart raced when I met those eyes.

    The look in his eyes has changed.

    A gaze that seems to pierce through oneself.

    I felt anxious because it seemed like all the dark intentions I had been hiding in my heart were being exposed.

    ‘I might get eaten…’

    I felt like I was prey to a beast.

    It was that intense.

    From then on, both he and Seonghan just spent their time together.

    Until the end of this interview video.

    In my head, I wanted to quickly go with Seonghan to a place where there were no cameras.

    It didn’t matter what happened there.

    Well, to be honest, a little bit-

    I wanted to get hurt.

    After the video ended, Seonghan and Ella walked side by side, making excuses that Ella hadn’t even asked them to make.

    They didn’t talk to each other.

    We just walked side by side and listened to each other’s breathing.

    “Hoo…Hoo….”

    “Umm…”

    I wasn’t walking that fast, but my breathing became rapid.

    My heart was beating so fast that I couldn’t even breathe quietly.

    Therapy room.

    As expected from a massage area at a resort, the interior had leather beds and piles of towels.

    There was also an unknown fragrant flower scent and soft orange lighting.

    Click.

    Seonghan was the first to turn off the microphone hanging from his waist.

    And then he himself turned off the microphone.

    Even though the microphone was turned off, neither he nor Seonghan readily made a sound.

    We just looked at each other passionately.

    Seonghan slowly headed to the deepest part of the therapy room, and he followed behind him.

    There were two beds, separated by a partition.

    Behind the partition, Seonghan’s hand slowly moved towards the zipper of the windbreaker.

    Ji-i-ik.

    Phew.

    As I unzipped the windbreaker, it opened weakly, revealing a swimsuit with no visible nudity inside.

    Because my body had gotten a little hotter, it seemed like the warm heat was spreading out.

    Even to himself, it seemed as if a slightly lewd smell was coming from his body.

    I looked at Seonghan’s expression, wondering if he would hate me like this.

    Seonghan was looking down at himself with a light smile.

    “Sigh…”

    The cold wind felt strangely liberating on my body, which was already a little hot because of the windbreaker.

    “Someone is coming.”

    “Huh?”

    “Hold your tongue.”

    “What…”

    Click.

    Seonghan turned on the microphone again.

    Then I actually heard someone coming in.

    Startled, he hid himself tightly against the partition.

    Seonghan slowly lay down on the bed and began to caress his own body with only his hands.

    “Huh? Brother?”

    ‘Who is it?’

    It was a voice I didn’t recognize.

    Clearly, it wasn’t Kangryul or Taeseong’s voice.

    That meansㅡ

    ‘You voted for me…’

    I heard that Kang-ryul voted for his partner Ella, and Tae-sung voted for his partner Jin-ju.

    Seonghan voted for Ella.

    So the other two men voted for themselves?

    ‘If I get caught like this by that kind of person…’

    Seonghan calmly caressed his body, which was stiff from tension.

    As Sunghan’s hands passed over my body, I unconsciously felt my body loosen up.

    “You weren’t there when we were playing in the water, so are you resting here too, hyung?”

    “Yeah, I’m a little tired.”

    “Me too. I’m exhausted from playing in the water and doing interviews… But I can’t just rest in my room because I have to be mindful of my partner.”

    The man let out a deep sigh.

    He carefully let out a sigh to the sound.

    The emotions contained in the two sighs were quite different.

    “Are you on bad terms?”

    “Huh? Yes… I voted for Jessica.”

    “Did you fight over that?”

    “We didn’t fight, but I noticed…”

    Seonghan looked at the man through the partition and smiled.

    She slowly stroked her chest with her fingers.

    As if giving a compliment.

    Every time that happened, I had to cover my mouth with both hands.

    ‘Your hands are rough…’

    These rough hands had a strange curve to them, and each stroke sent an electric current through my body, stimulating me.

    I never thought my heart could be this sensitive.

    “Is there a reason you voted for Jessica?”

    “Huh? Well… it’s pretty.”

    “That’s right.”

    “And, you read a lot of books, you talk a lot, you laugh a lot. That’s my fan.”

    “Really?”

    Glance.

    Seonghan’s gaze scanned himself up and down.

    And Seonghan asked with his lips.

    ‘how is it?’

    How does it feel to be having your body harassed in front of your fans?

    There was no way I could feel good.

    I’m sure that’s true.

    Could it be because I was touched by the Grand Duke?

    I feel so…

    “…sigh…”

    I bit my lower lip.

    So that the groans don’t escape.

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