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    It was quite late at night when I returned to the house I was staying in Chatelaine.

    Actually, it’s not that far away to be that late.

    No matter how much you fool around, it will only take a few tens of minutes to get there.

    However, when I was wondering how to increase the intimacy with Dyke, the second agent, I thought of traps.

    When I first stepped on a trap in Chatlaine to test the danger of battle, a small group of marauders who were threatening Chatlaine appeared before my eyes as enemies.

    In the game, it’s just an element to raise the level and pose a threat, but if I think about it carefully, I thought that traps in the territory where enemy entities appear could be quite helpful.

    There are sub-episodes related to looting and sub-episodes that are automatically triggered when a threat comes to the residents, and Dyke’s intimacy would increase if he appeared each time and helped the guards.

    That’s why I tried to remove some traps in advance, but…

    “Where on earth did you go and come back so late?”

    I was late to remove the trap, so my horned fiancee was waiting with her arms crossed.

    …ruined.

    If this happens, I won’t be able to work late at night. It’s obvious that I’m going to nag you.

    By the time I thought that, it was already too late.

    “Staying out this late… Did you even skip meals?!”

    Well… the rest is obvious.

    He was scolded for not even eating properly.

    After hearing that nagging, it was an hour until meal time was over.

    The night sky was already dark and it was about to dawn.

    “Hey, Harnier?”

    “Don’t think about working, should you sleep first?”

    “…”

    It seemed like this.

    Today was bad.

    …not!

    There is one last resort left, so you should try it!

    “Hmm. But what brought you back? There must have been something I told you to do.”

    Harnier, who hesitated for a moment at the question, glanced at me and said, “Hmph!” and turned his head.

    “What you asked was whether Chatelaine’s specialty could grow in other soils. If that’s the case… Well, you can just bring the soil here and plant it.”

    “…”

    “Well, is something wrong?”

    “No. Not really.”

    Although I said I needed a comparison group of soils, I know there won’t be any significant harvest.

    Do the crops that grow in Chatelaine, Chatelaine strawberries and Chatelaine grapes, really only grow here?

    Is it really impossible to grow in different environments, including not only soil but also climate, vegetation, precipitation, and humidity?

    If you don’t know anything about it, you can use it as a comparison group, but there are many records showing that Chatelaine’s specialty products have never been grown here.

    The data in the game alone is full.

    Introduction to Shatrene Territory. Book text obtained from the Duke’s family. Additional information according to territory survey map. There is enough evidence that there is no need to even research facts such as item descriptions.

    Then why did you ask Harnier for this when you obviously knew it?

    Only by establishing that it grows only in Chatelaine through comparative soil groups can the question of farming methods be raised. In a word, it is a task of making choices in advance.

    ‘But even considering that, there’s no need to come here, right?’

    That was when I had that thought.

    “Well… thank you for helping me this time.”

    “Yes?”

    “Thanks to you, I was able to overcome the Marquis’ suspicions. The upper part of the plesia can be used without any problem if it goes through Ruthmeier… so things worked out well.”

    no way.

    Is this what you came to talk about?

    “But… honestly, I feel a bit uneasy about this alone.”

    “Not enough?”

    “At the symposium, there are quite a few cases where people who are engaged or married stick together… Well, if we stay apart, it might look strange to the Marquis… yo?”

    “It’s to avoid suspicion.”

    “Ma, that’s right. So I thought it might be a good idea to stick around… and that’s why I came here.”

    It must have felt awkward to hear the thank you, but after listening to the words that followed, it made sense.

    Harnier is under control not only from the Marquis but also from the social circles. I heard speculation that perhaps both sides are joining hands to bring Harnier down as their goals overlap to a great extent.

    If possible, it would have been better for Harnier and I to just pretend to be lovers.

    ‘also. Why would this smart woman waste her time? Of course it has a purpose.’

    …But why are you standing there so awkwardly?

    Although it’s obvious, the situation seems strange.

    “Harnier?”

    “Yes, yes?”

    “Hmm.”

    -Sure.

    “Gasp!”

    When I touched his forehead, Harnier took a step back as if he was surprised.

    “What what what what, what are you doing…?”

    “Ah. I’m sorry if I surprised you. My face was a little red so I thought I might have a fever.”

    “Woah, what fever is that? There is no such thing…!”

    “I heard you have a fever. Doesn’t it hurt somewhere?”

    “No, right?!”

    It was definitely hot when I touched it.

    Since you are so vehemently denying it, I guess I have to do something about it.

    “Hey, over there. Can I open the window?”

    “Are you hot?”

    “Jo, a little bit.”

    “It’s okay. Because the days have gotten a little warmer recently.”

    Harnier fanned his hand and opened the window, then glared at me and pointed to the one bed in the room.

    “It’s late, so go to sleep quickly. From now on, I will stay next to you and check to see if you are resting properly and sleeping comfortably.”

    Okay. Is this what happens in the end?

    I’m embarrassed. If Harnier stays here, he won’t be able to stay up all night…

    Let’s try some persuasion first.

    “Even if you say that, I can’t sleep.”

    “Ha. Are you just trying to come up with some weird excuse again? Did you sleep so well?”

    “No. It’s so salty. I actually have severe insomnia. I couldn’t sleep that deeply last night either. At that time, it was just a coincidence.”

    Jerrit!

    It is unfair. This isn’t a lie.

    “…Whew. Well, then you can’t do it.”

    “Yes?”

    She looked at me blankly and approached me without saying a word.

    and. My world suddenly turned 90 degrees.

    I couldn’t understand the situation and kept blinking in confusion, while Harnier cleared his throat and asked.

    “If I do this… can I fall asleep?”

    “Harnier? What is this…?”

    “If you were like this, you would have slept well. Chi, if you can’t sleep in bed, I can lend you my thighs and help you sleep…”

    no. I’m not saying I can sleep well here.

    Plus, it looks like he asked me to give him his thighs because he wanted to sleep.

    This needs to be explained.

    It’s strange. So fucking weird?

    If you fall asleep here, you won’t be able to sleep unless it’s on your fiancee’s thighs, so you’ll become that guy who asks to borrow it every time!

    Besides, doesn’t Harnier hate things like this the most?

    okay. Anyway, there is an opportunity for explanation.

    I need to explain it well so there are no misunderstandings…

    I can’t get away from this uncomfortable, soft knee pillow.

    This is because his eyes were already covered by Harnier’s hands.

    “…I’ll just try to fall asleep in bed. Please remove your hands.”

    “Okay, that’s okay, just sleep like this.”

    “Hey… It’s hard to fall asleep like this… I’m so sorry.”

    -slap!

    “billion.”

    “If I have to watch you until you fall asleep, it’s much more comfortable for me, right? If I feel really sorry, I tend to fall asleep quickly.”

    “You can’t always borrow your thighs from your fiancee just because you can’t sleep, right? It won’t look very good in other people’s eyes…”

    “Ugh. Knee pillows are also common among lovers, right? And what do you think? A man and a woman are engaged.”

    I guess this one is wrong.

    Then it’s plan B.

    “Harnier. Don’t you always hate things like this?”

    “Is that sound again? I know for sure that you are not the type of person to do that in the first place?”

    “As I face such a beauty, I may suddenly harbor bad feelings…”

    -slap!

    “Ouch.”

    “Huh, stop talking nonsense and go to sleep! Really…”

    Harnier lightly hit my shoulder twice in a row, then said it was hot and fanned me again.

    Since both plans have been blocked, it is impossible to go any further than this.

    I had no choice but to rest my eyes on my thighs, which I couldn’t get used to.

    The good news, though, was that they didn’t misunderstand me as a strange person and that I didn’t fall asleep first this time. How could I sleep in this state in the first place?

    How many minutes had passed?

    Harnier started yawning.

    “Haaam. You must have fallen asleep by now…?”

    Harnier, who was continuously yawning, muttered that and then waved his palm over my face a couple of times. As if she thought it was right to fall asleep, she slowly leaned against the head of the bed and fell asleep.

    It must have been about 10 minutes since then.

    The sound of a sleeping person breathing can be heard from directly above. I guess this is where I fell asleep soundly.

    When I thought it was time to carefully remove my hand, there was no reaction. When I opened my eyes and slipped out, I saw at a glance the appearance of a beautiful woman in deep sleep.

    “…I don’t know, but it must be a tiring time for Harnier.”

    The clock hands point to dawn.

    It was already late when I returned, so Harnier, who was waiting for me, might have been quite tired.

    “You should sleep, not me.”

    -Sigh.

    He carefully inserted his arm into Harnier’s neck and crook.

    I can’t believe I fell asleep in this uncomfortable position. Rather than thinking about how long I sleep, I think I should think more about my own sleep.

    Anyway, I succeeded in putting him to bed, being careful not to wake him up.

    ‘Okay, no fever. It must have been hot for a moment.’

    Now that we’ve checked everything, all we have to do is remove the two arms…

    “Umm… Karsein…”

    “…!”

    what. One arm that I tried to pull out was caught.

    This would be a bit difficult.

    “Ugh…”

    I tried to pull it out without breaking it, but the more I tried, the closer Harnier came. It became very difficult because we were so close to each other that our body heat could be transmitted in this narrow bed.

    ‘This… there is no answer.’

    The arm that had been extended up to the elbow to lift and carry her had already passed her neck up to her shoulder.

    As if that wasn’t enough, it seemed difficult to shake off Harnier who had dug into his arms.

    “Sleep… You have to sleep straight… Karsein… You have to eat right too…”

    “…”

    -Hey, Minhyuk! You should sleep straight. Eat right too!

    In the meantime, as I saw her trying to take care of me, Ji-eun’s voice passed by once again.

    -Ugh… Minhyuk… You need to eat properly and sleep…

    And this situation that happened in front of my eyes… Yes. This was something I experienced once with Jieun.

    “Ha.”

    Why do so many similar things happen over and over again?

    I don’t know anymore.

    Anyway, we can’t escape from Harnier right now. I have no choice but to stick to my eyes like this.

    When you wake up after sleeping for a few hours, you may be tossing and turning. It’s to the point where he talks in his sleep like this.

    After that, all you have to do is wake up secretly and go to work.

    …however.

    Absurdly, I fell asleep again.

    ***

    Wherever I went, bullying followed me.

    Nobles were usually labeled as “offspring children.”

    Among the ladies and ladies of the social world, she became a snake that seduces men, and she returned to her venom in order to appear as a beauty who was evaluated by men.

    and…

    The great achievement achieved through diligent study made him realize the reality of being an illegitimate child, not being recognized even by his own blood relatives.

    From bullying, from pain, from loneliness.

    It was a structure that I had no choice but to get used to.

    I had to save money as quickly as possible. I wanted to escape from the Marquis of Theresia by completing the hidden escape route called the upper part of Plesia.

    This disgusting aristocratic society was one that I wanted to close my eyes and ears to and erase from my mind as soon as possible.

    however.

    In this terrible time, a moment arose that I wanted to remember.

    “Aaaah?!”

    I still can’t forget that time.

    I can’t forget the time when I noticed that my condition had worsened while fighting alone against the evil spirit that had sent me tight shoes, so I lifted my body in my arms and carried it to the terrace.

    I can’t forget the time when my hand touched my wounded foot, my shoe came off, and the cool breeze breathed in.

    I can’t forget the time when medicine was applied to someone else’s hand, a bandage was applied, and a new shoe was put on, and my heart pounded.

    Every minute, every second. No, those few hours never left my mind.

    It was definitely a time when I had to endure bullying.

    A time that would have been quickly forgotten after leaving the party.

    A time when I thought there would never be even a fragment of memory left in that place.

    It came into my mind clearly.

    In the form of sweet dreams.

    “…”

    When I realized it was a dream, my eyes suddenly opened.

    And only then did Harnier realize that he was deeply asleep.

    ‘Like this again…’

    Why is it lying down so comfortably?

    That thought may have occurred to me even for a moment.

    Even though I was lying in bed like this, I wasn’t conscious, perhaps because I was dreaming.

    ‘ha. I have to wake up…’

    I had to get up by now as Karssein might have been secretly staying up all night.

    However, strangely enough, the pillow feels different.

    It has a different texture from cloth and is warmer and softer…

    “…”

    no way.

    Harnier carefully pulls back.

    I thought darkness had come because the lights were off, but as soon as I fell, the darkness cleared.

    It was a shallow darkness that came only because my vision was obscured.

    And what her head was cutting…

    ‘Pa, arm pillow?!’

    It was none other than Carcein’s body.

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