episode_0295

There are many stories where people who were in an antagonistic relationship suddenly become allies.

Conversely,

There were many cases where those who were allies became enemies, but the reason I brought this up was because Yoru’s situation was at the forefront.

There were times when Yoru recalled the sagas that adults told him when he was young.

I wonder what kind of saga it is about an old girl, but the problem is that she is from Silea, a wandering people.

Because they have to constantly move, their luggage is simplified. There weren’t enough books, which were just baggage, and the only books I had were non-essential books and boring documents.

So, the only things that young children can enjoy are war games played in groups of twos and threes, or crude things like carrying a horse.

But Yoru couldn’t even enjoy that.

Her status as the elder’s only daughter drew a line between her and others.

However, even Yoru did not have a dull day every day.

An old story told by elders.

In my spare time after grueling training, when I was going to bed, I could listen to stories of experiences from decades ago or stories passed down by word of mouth.

The story of waking up a sleeping Shinryong.

The story of a demon who betrayed his people.

The story of a tower reaching to the sky…

Looking back now, there were many stories that were mixed with bravado and made me question whether they were true, but the delicate Yoru’s eyes lit up and she firmly believed the stories of the adults.

but.

There was a hero who saved the world, and as it turned out, even young Yoru did not believe the story that the hero was a distant ancestor from Silea.

If such great heroes are our ancestors, we must explain why they are being chased. Naturally, the village adults couldn’t explain the reason, and because of that, Yoru sulked for a week.

But even so, the joyful feeling was not a lie.

All of the exaggerated bragging is fine as long as you don’t take it seriously.

A story that stimulates a child’s imagination was like a welcome rain in a boring life, and it wasn’t just a story that had no credibility at all.

……for example.

Yes, there are stories of relationships that are like flowers that bloom in the midst of fierce struggle.

There was a story that two people who fell off a cliff in the middle of a fight to the death had no choice but to cooperate, and because they could not forget their affection, they gave up fighting.

The friend he trusted turned out to be a member of the enemy country, but there was a story that the friend had already died for him.

No matter how exaggerated those human stories were, they did not feel like lies.

Righteousness and cooperation bloom in chaos.

Friendship and love hotter than blood.

I heard such stories at a time when I was very sensitive. Before he knew it, Yoru was singing a romantic song and imagining whether he might encounter such a situation…

Of course, the battlefield is a place where people die and kill, and I knew, even if I didn’t want to know, that I would die if I let my guard down.

However, even though the reality I faced was harsh, the foundation of my personality that had been established since childhood did not change that easily.

In other words, it is possible to distinguish between good and bad intentions, and whether it is pretense or sincerity.

“Haam…”

Yoru, who was yawning, slapped his cheek and focused on the pile of documents.

[Establishment of future residence and measures for prisoners of war]

The document written in neat handwriting was a condensed version of the work that Siron had recently done while traveling around Lien.

Health check-up for compatriots.

Provide shelter for them.

Establishment of an immigration office that will act as a large-scale matchmaker.

When giving birth and producing excellent talent, there are compensation and support policies that follow…

Although only a week had passed since returning to the mansion, Siron completed all of this with his superhuman administrative and office skills.

The level of completion was so excellent that it would not be embarrassing to put it anywhere else, and even the imperial officials who followed Siron around went along with the plan without even blushing.

Yoru was not very knowledgeable about using her brain, but she was someone that anyone would recognize as an excellent person.

The empire is a large country, and the subjects at the top are also excellent people. I vaguely thought that Siron’s plan would be close to perfect since they did not object and nodded.

The report in front of me was organized in case Yoru would not understand it. And even when Yoru personally inspected it, Siron’s work was flawless.

‘…I thought it would be roughly.’

Yoru sighed and turned the last page.

[……We raise excellent talents by mixing knights who are still unmarried with the blood of Silea, a people widely known as a fighting people. Future plans need to be strictly managed as a plan to lead to a thousand years of prosperity beyond 10 or 20 years, and to that end, we must promote more than 10 births per household…]

‘It’s a shame to write it down in unnecessary detail.’

Every time he read the neatly written text, Yoru’s face would turn red, but it was not because of the blatant content of the report.

It wasn’t particularly because she despised this plan or considered it shameful.

‘You’re wearing a piece of cloth like this. ‘I really don’t know.’

The reason her face was so red was because of her current flirtation.

‘Aren’t you too sexy?’

Currently, Yoru was spending time wearing the clothes Shiron had prepared.

The clothes had a strange resemblance to Sileia’s clothes, but the resemblance was not at all Sileia’s traditional clothing.

When you look down from the wide open chest, your bare legs are revealed without shame.

The reason I pretend to have work while reading a report is to distract myself from my aching legs.

What about the emptiness you feel in your groin?

Originally, it was traditional attire to wear underpants, even if they had side slits, but of course Siron did not hand underpants to Yoru.

Instead, all she received was a thong that didn’t even cover her butt.

However, Yoru’s groin was currently being hit by the cold winter wind.

Even if she wore unidentifiable clothes that imitated Sileia’s clothes, Yoru’s temperament made it impossible for her to wear thong panties.

Of course, even if it is the first night of a lifetime, it will only happen once.

No, in the first place, there was a great sense of disgust at the idea of an older woman having to dress up as a pervert and face an alien man…

Now that we’ve come this far, there’s no way to escape.

“…Hey.”

Because she was already in the same space as Siron.

‘Damn, I need to do something about that voyeurism. ‘Who on earth did you learn this habit from?’

Shiron, who had adjusted his coat, muttered with an annoyed expression. The reason is definitely Latera.

Under the pretext of having important work to do, he left Latera in the care of Glenn, and chose a third location, not the main house or an annex, to hold the wedding ceremony.

However, despite the double and triple response, Shiron’s anxiety did not go away, and it eventually showed in his facial expression.

Yoru looked at his frowning face and trembled his shoulders.

“Is there any problem? If so, I wonder if it would be okay to postpone it to a later time than today…”

“Don’t worry, it’s nothing.”

Siron turned his head in annoyance and turned to Yoru.

He doesn’t hesitate to touch her face, chest, and belly button. And then he moved his gaze to his legs. Yoru waved his hand without even being able to face Shiron, who was giving him a blatant look.

“Don’t look at me too much. It’s a shame.”

“Why, they just look good together.”

As if his mood had suddenly changed, Siron sat down next to Yoru with a sly smile.

As a result, the edge of the bed caved in, and Yoru’s buttocks started shaking. Anyone could see that Siron was very nervous ahead of the big event, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

It’s so annoying that I want to see the reaction. Shiron stood close to Yoru and stroked her thighs.

“This, unlike how it looks, is completely mugwort veined. It’s okay, I’ll take care of it so it doesn’t hurt. If you’re counting the stains on the ceiling, you’ll soon forget everything and just cling to it, right?”

“Who says mugwort is…!”

Yoru was so nervous that he even chewed his tongue. I tried to raise my voice to pretend I was okay, but I ended up giving off the impression that I was more nervous than necessary.

“Ah, ah!”

“…This is my first time seeing him this nervous. If anyone saw it, they would think you were forced to do it.”

Siron stuck out his tongue and handed cold water to Yoru.

“…even if it is not unreasonable…”

Yoru emptied his glass in one go and stopped Shiron from stroking his thigh.

Part of it is because of the resistance to allowing one’s body to an outsider without hesitation, but

Every time my hand brushed my skin, my heart was pounding so hard that I was going crazy.

A strange feeling that cannot be described as shame. The emotions he felt for the first time in his life were enough to turn Yoru’s hair completely white.

“You just thought it was too early.”

“…You gave me a week. I wore pretty clothes as I was told, and I thought I had mentally prepared myself a long time ago.”

“Time is not a problem… Yes! mind! Mental preparation is the problem!”

“Heart?”

“That means harmony between men and women. I think that if you don’t have love, it’s more of a turnoff than you think…”

Yoru wiggled his fingers and made a bewildered face.

Even though he was dressed like that, he looked like he was going to throw me out of here.

” Mugwort and love, do you even know how much that doesn’t suit you? ”

“You told me to wear it?!”

Yoru awkwardly covered his body with both hands.

Since the sinister gaze continued from earlier, he hesitated even more and avoided eye contact, of course. I kept stuttering and it was frustrating.

“I still feel indebted to you, and I am ready to give up my life to repay the favor. So, you can wear shameless clothes with ease. But!”

“But what.”

“Well… Well, at least the belly buttons of a man and a woman are aligned. I’m not a prostitute, and I think we have to love each other…”

Yoru lowered his head and continued speaking.

“You can wear as many sexy clothes as you like. Of course, they are treated like pets. But first, I want to give it to someone I love.”

“In other words, you came all this way because you don’t love me, but you want to let go?”

“……Okay.”

Yoru nodded with a stern face.

“Of course, it is true that I feel great gratitude to you. I don’t think it would be strange if that feeling turned into love. So… if you give me a little more time, I’ll try to love you…”

It must have been at a time when I was having a hard time expressing my opinion, when Siron whispered in my ear.

“Nigger.”

“…”

“You feel a great favor from me, right?”

“Of course I feel it. Above all, you are the benefactor of the clan beyond me…”

“Then just open your legs.”

There’s a lot of talk today.

Shiron knelt down, grabbed her thighs with both hands and spread them apart. Yoru closed his eyes tightly and relaxed his legs.

“That’s right. That’s nice.”

Shiron patted her fair thighs and praised her.

I personally avoided calling Yoru a nigger, but anyway, when you get into it, saying I love you comes out naturally.

There have been no exceptions so far.