“Wake up, oppa! It’s morning!”

    “Come on! I said I’d go see Mom.”

    Ray, who was sleeping leaning against a chair, opened his eyes to the sound of his twin sisters running around the house and making noise in the morning breeze.

    “Um… … . Okay, okay.”

    Ray buries his face in the blanket he was covering himself with, stretches, then sits up and rubs his eyes.

    “You need to change your clothes first!”

    “Brother, where are our clothes?”

    A sister wearing a small nightgown found in the city of Maibaon asks. It seems like she is looking for the clothes she was wearing when she was first rescued.

    “I left it outside… . I’ll bring it to you later.”

    Ray, squinting his eyes in the morning sunlight, answered.

    “I’m number one!”

    “Oh, wait!”

    The sisters, who had stopped braiding each other’s hair at some point, ran outside early in the morning after neatly braiding their hair in a predetermined direction when they heard that they would be able to see their mother again.

    “It must be cold outside… … . Ah… sigh.”

    Ray tries to get up from his seat after throwing away the blanket that was covering him, but ends up sinking back into his chair due to the muscle pain that aches all over his body. Ray pats his lower back, thinking that the problem was that he worked on the hard floor instead of the bed as usual.

    “Oh, you’re awake?”

    When I raised my head at the familiar voice, I saw Mila coming in from the doorway, drying her wet hair with a towel. As always, she was wearing nothing on her upper body, just a pair of baggy pants.

    “Did you go outside and do that…?”

    Ray asked, looking at her skin, which was flushed here and there in the cold morning air.

    “Yeah, I woke up early so I took a shower. I feel refreshed after getting some fresh air.”

    It was a story about walking around outside with her chest exposed, but Mila seemed to think it was an opportunity to appeal to her strong femininity(?) that was impervious to the cold. As she stretched out her arms with a towel wrapped around her shoulders, the violently sized lumps of fat rippled around defenselessly.

    “… … You look fine.”

    Of course, in this world, women with larger bodies and more muscle mass recover faster. Ray, looking at her face that appeared with a refreshing expression as if nothing had happened, once again realizes that his body is quite weak.

    “Huh? Ahhh… . Hohoho. I was surprised yesterday because you fell asleep in the middle of the night. I thought you passed out. I thought you were tired, so I put you on the chair. Are you okay? ”

    It was probably true that she had fainted. I vaguely remembered the sight of myself begging as if I would die from thirst, and her face filled with joy as she repeated it again, again, like a gym trainer.

    “Except for the fact that you’re a little sore. Then where did Mila sleep…?”

    “Me? On the floor.”

    Ray was shocked. The chair was so big compared to his body that maybe they could have leaned against it and slept together. He wondered why he had gone to such lengths.

    “Milla, take care of yourself too.”

    “Don’t worry. Can you get up?”

    Mila wanted to seem trustworthy and dependable to him rather than worrying about him. She rubbed her damp hair with one hand and held out the other hand to Ray.

    “… … .”

    “Huh? Why?”

    “Okay, wait a minute… .… … I’ll get up on my own.”

    Ray, who was about to get up from his seat while holding Mila’s hand, folded his legs and slumped back into his chair with his back bent. It was probably the blood circulation in the morning, or the woman in front of him doing a striptease in broad daylight, or both.

    “… … Ah.”

    Ray, who was looking at the floor in embarrassment, raised his head at the sound of her voice as if she had realized something, and was able to catch Mila’s tongue licking her lips for a moment and then going back in.

    “That’s not it. Yes? It’ll settle down soon. Just leave it alone… Oww!”

    “Let me wash it again. If you look closely, it’s actually quite bright. I guess I’ve been working out a bit lately, ahaha.”

    At the moment when an ominous feeling was creeping in, Mila ran over and sat down on his thigh. She wasn’t that dull either, so she had guessed that her naked body might have been somewhat sexually appealing to Ray while she was with him. Mila was secretly thrilled by the fact that her own body, which she had thought of as a lowly body, could be attractive to the opposite sex.

    Ray was truly afraid of the woman in front of him, who was looking down at him with a bright smile and force. Here, she was the predator, and he was the prey, so to speak. And very softly.

    “I brought clothes!”

    “Brother! Put me on quickly!”

    The two froze at the sound of the mischievous sisters running in.

    “Huh? What are you doing there?”

    “My sister sat on my brother’s back.”

    Children approaching with innocent faces and adults with cold sweat running down their faces.

    “I can’t live like this. I told you not to do it! Get out of the way.”

    I couldn’t show the children, who should have grown up seeing only good things, a scene of them being eaten alive. I didn’t want rumors to spread that I did such and such things in front of the children while I was in charge. When Ray whispered urgently with a restless face, Mila stroked his head and whispered again.

    “Hehehe, I’ll talk. Just stay still.”

    Mila smiled brightly, saying something so good, and whispered while placing her index finger on Ray’s lips.

    “My brother likes to be hugged. Especially in the morning.”

    “When did I, when did I do that?… Ugh!”

    Ray slapped Mila’s thigh as she continued to make ridiculous excuses and rubbed her flesh over her clothes in front of the kids.

    “Right, right. I’ll hug you tight, big sister~.”

    She buried Ray’s face with her vicious chest without a care.

    “Do you like hugs?”

    “I like it when my mom hugs me too!”

    “Yeah yeah, you guys, when you see your mom later, give her a big hug and say it’s nice to see you… … Aaaah!”

    Mila, whose inner thigh was pinched hard, jumped up and got up from her seat awkwardly.

    “Surprise!”

    “Don’t make loud noises in the room!”

    The twins covered their ears at Mila’s screams. Mila pouts and rubs her cold thigh with one hand as she picks up the top that was hanging by the fireplace and puts it on.

    “Can you stop hugging me now? I want to see you in front of the kids!”

    “Even your angry face is cute. Hehe… .”

    “Oppa, your face turned red.”

    “Were you embarrassed to ask for a hug?”

    “You guys too! What if you drag the clothes you washed on the floor like that!”

    “Hot!”

    The sisters were surprised and lifted the clothes they were holding as if someone else had given them to them.

    “… There’s no dust!”

    “Brother, put some clothes on quickly… .”

    “I really… feel like I’m taking care of three kids.”

    Surrounded by pretty girls who would pester him whenever they had a chance, and cute kids who would whine, he used to think that he wouldn’t get stressed out, but it seemed like the annoying things hadn’t changed.

    “Oh, I’m hungry. I’ll go to the cafeteria and get breakfast… … .”

    Mila quickly left the house, thinking that if she provoked him even a little bit more, sparks might fly. As she got to know Ray’s different expressions, his reactions that she had never seen before, she felt that she was becoming closer to him, and she had been playing more and more mischievous pranks on him lately.

    Three servings of cereal porridge with hard bread and dried fruit, this was the breakfast Mila had requested from the person in charge of distribution. Soon after, when the food arrived from the kitchen, she carefully put it in the basket she had brought, filled a water bottle with ice-cold well water, and carried it on her shoulder before finally preparing to leave.

    Mila, who thought it was quite domestic to go back home with someone else to eat, smiled faintly and continued walking lightly.

    “Is there something good going on? Your mouth is hanging from your ear. ”

    When she turned her head toward the direction of the voice, she saw Ailee standing there with a crooked posture. Mila, who wondered if her face had been exposed like that, rubbed her facial muscles with one hand.

    “Well, nothing much happened. Did you come looking for me?”

    Mila, after giving a brief explanation, glanced around and asked while pointing at herself.

    “No matter what, I wish you would show a little more nervousness. Since you’re acting so cheerful, even the lower-ranking agents are relaxed.”

    Her hostile tone and cold gaze made Mila raise her eyebrows once and then just snicker.

    “Don’t nitpick. Why, because you suggested operating the catapult? Or because Teria was released? I think you’re the one who’s nervous because things aren’t going as planned.”

    “Don’t be so cocky. I don’t know what you and your sister are up to, but if you’re going to act like that, we have our thoughts.”

    Ailee’s furrowed brow doesn’t seem to be going away.

    “What kind of scheme is this? How can your brother listen to me? And you haven’t forgotten, have you? It won’t be long before I lend you my name. After we finish clearing out the bandits, I’ll take my share and leave, so I don’t know what you’re thinking, but do your best.”

    After Mila finished speaking, she started walking back towards the dorm, leaving Ailee behind, who was twitching her lips as if she wanted to say something more.

    ‘The dividend will be quite large… Even if a fancy house in the city is a bit out of the question, it will be enough to build a nest in a quiet countryside. If possible, it would be okay to return to her hometown and have a wedding. I will propose after I finish the work safely.’

    She, who once trusted no one and lived only in pursuit of money, imagined a simpler but happier future than she had originally planned, and before she knew it, she had knocked on the door of the very place where the man she had decided to spend the rest of her life with was waiting.

    ***

    “Juaron! It’s good to see you’ve regained your health. Isn’t it refreshing to spend time in the sunlight?”

    A handsomely dressed prince came into Christie’s office and greeted her with a bright face.

    “… … How have you been, Prince?”

    Christie reluctantly greeted him with a blank expression. Since she was released from prison, she had not neglected her daily exercise, and as a result, her breasts had returned to their original size. She tried jumping in place several times, hoping to feel the flesh swaying on her body again, but it was in vain. Whether or not he knew Christie’s feelings, the prince ran to her with a bright face and hugged her.

    “Hey, you don’t have to be so strict with me. We’ve overcome trials together, right?”

    Chloe, who was watching the prince looking at Christie with eyes dripping with honey, looked at Christie with an expression that said she didn’t understand English.

    “… … … .”

    While the prince was in her arms, Christie looked at Chloe and shook her head secretly. Since Christie’s expression looked really tired, Chloe nodded with an expression of understanding. Although she was a little envious of her being loved by many men, including her own brother.

    “You’re running around trying to convict Uriel, right? You can definitely do it! You’re the one who captured my heart!”

    The prince chatters with sparkling eyes.

    “You shouldn’t go around saying things like that, Prince. If you don’t want to hug my severed neck.”

    The prince nodded, his neck shrinking at her harsh words. He put his index finger to his lips, making a shushing sound. Christie took a deep breath, clasped her hands together, and let out a long sigh, suppressing the urge to strangle him.

    “Christie Juarron! The Commander’s call.”

    “Hiccup!’

    Christie’s eyes widened to the point where her sharp gaze seemed colorless at the loud noise coming from the hallway outside her office. Then she looked back and forth between the prince and Chloe.

    “… … Joao Ron. Is your neck okay?”

    The prince’s words of concern that did not need to be expressed out loud made Christie caress her neck with her hands clad in pure white gloves.

    “Oh, ahem. If you call me, I’ll just go and come back. Chloe, you’re here organizing the Arsul royal family tree.”

    Chloe just watched Christie leave the office with the same worried expression as the prince.

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