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News of having spent the night with little sister Elizaveta soon reached Ludmilla’s ears.
Of course, she reacted with explosive anger the moment she heard it.
“Sh-sharing a bed…! A young maiden and a mysterious man sharing a bed! It’s true I tolerated your relationship with Liza, but… you haven’t even had an engagement yet!”
“…Y-yes, that’s true.”
If the news that the Platinum Princess shared a bed with the man who would become her sister’s husband spread to the Imperial City, it would create an innumerable amount of scandals.
Brother-in-law and sister-in-law.
A setting that frequented adult films.
Nobles who loved to spread rumors and gossip wouldn’t just sit idly by. They would undoubtedly gather in groups at the banquet hall, chatting away.
It was natural for Ludmilla to be furious as a sister. Even if their father permitted polygamy, it was shameless for two unmarried young adults to share a bed without even an engagement.
“W-well, yesterday was just… I wanted to be with Edanant, as if I were under some influence.”
“Under an influence? Don’t tell me Edanant got you drunk.”
Her crimson eyes glinted dangerously as she stared.
Desperately shaking her head, she protested.
“How could I, with impure intentions, get Her Highness Elizaveta drunk? I swear, it wasn’t me!”
“Right. I just wanted to last night.”
Many men and women rushed into marriage due to premarital pregnancy, and their stories were likely this.
There’s no reason.
They just wanted to sleep together.
Elizaveta’s blunt response shocked Ludmilla. Did she feel betrayed by her little sister? Her face filled with embarrassment as she gulped down her feelings.
“You! Liza still doesn’t have the discernment of an adult! You, being older, should have stopped her!”
“She’s an adult at twenty, though… Ah, never mind.”
Pouting her lips, Ludmilla’s rebuttal made her rage erupt like a volcano.
What a mess they were in.
An enraged sister.
A younger sister with no sense of reflection whatsoever.
It was true they spent the night together till morning, so she had no retort. If Rue hadn’t been present in the bed, Ludmilla might have suspected a deflowering.
“Don’t tell me you’d cheat on me with Ludmilla?”
“Once I shared a bed with Liza, it was already cheating. Don’t keep brushing it off.”
Ludmilla shot back in sharp tones but exhaled a sigh with a faint smile.
This ruckus would especially end up brushed aside, that was for sure.
“Indeed, you are the lowest.”
“……”
Hmph.
But the intent to let it slide didn’t mean she was no longer angry.
Ludmilla shot a cutting remark before turning her head with a disdainful smirk.
“Edan!”
“You’re forgiven enough already, Saintess.”
Where the Red Dragon left, the White Dragon was sure to fill in.
Proof of that approached was a girl with fluttering silver hair, huffing as she came closer.
With her hands out, she pressed down on Zebeline’s head. Zebeline waved her hands around in defiance, but the grip wouldn’t let go.
“Eek! Seriously, seriously! You’re cheating again!”
“Okay, okay! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
“More sincerity when you apologize to your beloved girlfriend!”
“I’m sorry, beloved girlfriend!”
With a smirk at Zebeline’s thinly veiled intentions to elevate herself to ‘girlfriend,’ he pressed down hard once more. Zebeline declared her surrender, hitting at his hands in defeat.
Her neatly arranged silver hair became a mess.
Zebeline, fixing her hair like a wild creature, grumbled, “Always cheating…! When will Edan ever become a person!”
“Sometime, maybe?”
“Eek! If something like this happens again, you better be prepared!”
“Got it, I’ll be careful.”
Luckily, since they only shared a bed, he could somehow smooth over the raging White Dragon’s anger.
What if he had lost his virginity?
The Red Dragon and White Dragon would surely go wild, tearing him to shreds.
Finding himself caught between both Ludmilla and Zebeline, he felt dizzy. Perhaps hugging Rue like a bolster and napping might be the way to restore his sanity.
“Almost got beat up by my sister and the Saintess. You good, Edanant?”
“I’m fine. It’s not the first time.”
“…Now you’re even saying it like it’s something to brag about.”
Elizaveta gave him a startled expression, like facing a shameless mask.
“So Edan, Edan!”
Rue approached, who had been running around the backyard with the Luinongs. She held a soccer ball made from tanned leather in her hands.
She resembled a pet trying to beg for playtime.
“On my recommendation, I’ll include you in our game!”
“Not really necessary.”
“No need to be so humble! Edan is our Luinongs’ best friend!”
“……”
Elizaveta chuckled, nudging him forward. The Luinongs, who had been playing with Rue just moments ago, gathered, looking at him with eager eyes.
Should he join them…?
Having been called “the poop ball thrower,” “triangle foot,” “triangular foot instep” before, he felt uneasy.
Phew.
No choice but to give it a go.
Accepting the Luinongs’ request, he picked up the soccer ball. With that, Rue and the Luinongs squealed in delight.
“Here it goes!”
He gave the ball a solid kick.
Boom—!
With a sound that resonated through the air, the soccer ball flew in a slow arc to a completely wrong direction.
The soccer ball smacked into a statue that decorated the backyard. It was a statue of the founder of the Hohenberc family and the Valtarian Empire, mimicking his likeness.
Could it have been because it hit the face?
Thud! The heavy bronze head rolled away.
“Wowaaah!”
“Of course it’s Edan!”
The Luinongs, witnessing an unprecedented scene, jumped around in joy.
And Elizaveta clutched her stomach, bursting into laughter.
—
He lifted his head.
Asking Ludmilla, he welded the fallen piece back on.
Thanks to his swift first aid, he managed to dodge discovery from Father. Handing jelly candy to the Luinongs, who witnessed the whole event, he silenced them.
“Hmph, tonight, I’ll sleep with the pretty princess!”
“Good luck with that.”
Rue hugged a pillow and dashed off.
What’s going on?
The little one that had been beside him like a fluffy puppy has vanished all of a sudden.
It probably just meant she really likes pretty princesses. He felt a bit jealous as Rue, clutching her pillow, dashed out while he sprawled across the bed.
‘Was the bed this big? Rue had taken up the space before….’
Perhaps it was because the little one bouncing beside him was gone.
He felt bored.
It felt like the little puppy darting around the yard had disappeared.
He turned off every light but the lamp on the desk. And now, he pulled out a stack of documents to review the matters he had approved today.
“I will stay by Edanant’s side. So I would appreciate it if you would step aside.”
“Don’t make excuses. I had booked you first!”
Sharp voices from the corridor invaded the serene atmosphere of the bedroom.
What’s happening?
It was definitely Ludmilla and Zebeline’s voices…
He soon realized why the Second Imperial Princess and the First Saintess of the Holy Kingdom were arguing late at night. So, like a spring, he quickly leapt from the bed to lock the door.
Bang!
But it was too late.
The firmly shut door swung wide open, thanks to Ludmilla and Zebeline.
“Hey! Hurry and send the Saintess back!”
“Edan! Of course, Edan would choose the fresh, beautiful Saintess, right?”
The worst scenario unfolded, staring down the agitated Ludmilla and Zebeline in the bedroom. Feeling suffocated by their belief that he would take their side, he could hardly breathe.
A choice between death.
Whichever he chose would be his end.
Instinctively sensing his fate, he let Ludmilla and Zebeline into the room.
Surely, they sought to share a bed like Elizaveta. Even if he was unhappy about being interrupted during solitary time, as it was just sharing a bed, he decided to accept their demands.
“Huh?”
Click.
Ludmilla and Zebeline, who entered the bedroom, closed the door.
At the same time, he heard a click as the door locked.
“Ahem…!”
“Sharing a bed with a man… it feels a bit embarrassing.”
Ludmilla began to remove her gown like a cloak. Beneath it revealed a sexy figure in alluring black lingerie.
Zebeline was the same.
As she pulled half of her gown down, her pale skin was exposed along with a sky-blue bra covering her modest chest.
Such bold underwear signals a desire for more than just sharing a bed.
Determined and ready, both Ludmilla and Zebeline drew attention to the window. If he smashed the window with a mighty headbutt and jumped out, he could probably escape.
But—.
“If you try to run away from the bedroom, I’ll set you on fire.”
“Such a cowardly coward should be roasted.”
What was she going to set on fire?
What was she going to roast?
Fire and lightning seemed to dance right before his eyes.
He had to somehow prevent the despairing outcome of the Hohenberc family line coming to an end. So, under the intense gaze of Ludmilla and Zebeline, he slowly lay down on the bed.
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Room Where One Can’t Escape Without Sex (Willingly)
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