The faint dawn dawns dimly.
Euphemia, who first opened her eyes at the cramped feeling, pushed Ferzen’s hand holding her as if it was uncomfortable.
Then, as she barely got up, the traces of the love affair they shared last night over the falling blanket—a stinky smell secretly wafts out.
“… … ”
Even if you don’t want to recall, whenever your mind is clear, a lewd and vulgar self comes to mind.
In particular, when I recalled the memory of hugging Ferzen’s waist with both legs and guiding it to be deeply inserted, I was choked with an indescribable sense of shame.
Still lingering in my ears, ‘Well done.’ one word.
To use the desire of s*xuality as an excuse, Ferzen was not distracted from beginning to end.
So I was even more upset.
He was the one who wanted his own body using the heir as an excuse.
“… … ”
What was he thinking as he looked down at his frivolously disorganized and longing for pleasure?
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Maybe a woman like you thought it was natural to do that.At that moment, I thought that I was fortunate not to make eye contact.
If I had raised the corners of my mouth as if sneering and looked at me with contempt… …
Yes, even if he did, it seemed that he would not have loosened the legs that wrapped around Ferzen’s waist at that time.
‘It’s unfortunate… … ‘
With a self-helpful smile, Euphemia sighed.
Because it was the result of his own choices, there was nothing he could do if life seemed pessimistic.
A powerless life is so frightening.
If there’s anything I can do, I’d rather not be tamed.
squeak!
Get your feet off the bed and carefully get up.
“oh… … !”
But in an instant, the strength in her legs was released, and Euphemia collapsed on the floor.
“Why, why are you doing this… … ”
Like a deer caught in a hunter’s trap, Euphemia barely got up with her legs trembling, and at that moment, when something dripped down her crotch, she closed her legs in panic.
Unless you’re an idiot, you could tell it was the semen that Ferzen poured into him last night.
In embarrassment, she unwittingly picks up underwear placed nearby and wipes it away, but the warm body temperature causes the seeds that have not hardened to stop, constantly leaking out.
“… … ”
And Euphemia, who continued to watch the scene, smiled bitterly and threw her panties covered in fishy semen onto the bed.
“pup… … How the hell are you… … ”
Is this feeling like a flower blooming in the middle of the desert?
It felt like it was going to dry out.
crumble.
And at that time, Ferzen, who was in a deep sleep, tossed and turned, slowly opened her eyes and looked at Euphemia sitting on the bed.
“I haven’t even opened it properly yet… … ”
“If you’re lowly, can’t you get up early?”
“It’s a childish grump.”
“… … ”
His unique self-righteous arrogance returns to his usual serene and sharp gaze as soon as he sweeps his head once, whether he can control sleepiness and fatigue.
“I will bring in the maids, so put on your shoulder straps. How long do you want to show your breasts?”
“No, even if you don’t tell me… … ”
Euphemia, who noticed her condition belatedly at Ferzen’s words, put on the shoulder strap of the dress.
“This… … I can’t even tell you to wear it.”
Then, looking at Euphemia’s black panties, which had been rolled up on the bed and smelled fishy by something sticky, Ferzen clicked his tongue.
“You sir. Is it still dirty?”
And Euphemia seemed to be absurd at that appearance, and said with a slight smile to Ferzen.
“Did you sleep well? I think I was satisfied enough. Why are you so bumpy today… … ”
“… … ”
Are you sarcastic?
Euphemia turned her head without answering Ferzen’s words.
Ferzen didn’t respond any longer, and lifted the bell placed on the small drawer and waved it.
Then I felt a sense of popularity outside, and the maids knocked lightly and entered the room.
“Change the bed sheets. and… … You must be very tired, so take me and give me a clean bath. If possible, avoid using perfumes with strong scents.”
“All right.”
“Mom, the bath… … I can do it myself.”
Eupemia shook her head in shame at the thought that the maids would see nakedly the marks on her body and the semen leaking out of her own v*gina.
“It’s a problem with owners who tire their employees, but it’s also about owners who tire their employees. They don’t feel grateful just because you do that. On the contrary, it just makes you uncomfortable. Caring becomes a nuisance.”
“All, the consideration you give to me… … For me, it’s nonsense. I know I’m smart enough, so don’t make me shabby and miserable anymore.”
At Euphemia’s words, Ferzen stood up as if not interested.
“There are no absolute standards in the world. If there’s one that’s closest, it’s the law. So if you feel humble in front of me, that means you are the problem.”
“… … ”
“So if you want to wear a toe, be more elegant and noble, then tell me. He’s a poor quality guy.”
“Bad, bastard… … ”
“Last night was hard. Don’t tell me to prepare breakfast that you can enjoy.”
So leaving the back to the maids, Ferzen left the room.
* * * * *
After taking a bath and changing clothes, I called Chris and asked him about yesterday’s call to rescue a painter.
“I am waiting in the drawing room now.”
“now?”
“I have an urgent need to leave for Rosenberg… … ”
“ah… … Come to think of it, there will be a festival in Rosenberg soon. Artists wouldn’t want to fall for it.”
After nodding and biting Chris, I went down to the drawing room on the first floor to meet a painter who was sitting crookedly.
“B, see you Brutein!”
“done. Sit down.”
“Yes!”
I didn’t like the restless look like a peeing dog, but I ignored it and drew a sketch with the characteristics of Ciel Midford on the spot and handed it to the painter.
“I’ll tell you in detail, refer to the sketch and complete the portrait of a man. Since Chris brought me here, I won’t doubt his skills, but if he draws better than I expected, I’ll pay more for him.”
“Sir, your skills are really… … ”
“Get rid of flattery. It becomes poison.”
“Yes Yes… … ”
Art is also a basic skill to some extent.
So, Ferzen’s body was imbued with not bad art skills, and I considered it fortunate.
No matter how detailed I was, there was a limit to fully expressing the words in a picture.
If you make a mistake, it becomes an abstract painting rather than a portrait.
However, thanks to the sketch with the characteristics, the painter in front of me understood the description I was talking about more accurately and drew Ciel Midford perfectly after picking it up.
No, it’s not 100% perfect, but it’s good enough.
“Okay.”
“Go, thank you!”
“Make sure you get paid from Chris.”
After taking the portrait, he got up, told Chris to make a little more generous, and headed to the office where his older brother and housekeeper, Jeremiah, was staying.
“This… … ”
“It’s a bit bulky, but read it whenever you can.”
After handed over the portrait of Ciel Midford, Jeremiah handed me a pile of papers.
“This is approximate information on those selected as professors like you who did not refuse, and those who are expected to be admitted.”
“… … thank you.”
As Ferzen, who had never been out in the social world, this kind of information was very valuable to me now.
So I bowed my head and left the office, sat in the garden outside the mansion and read the documents one after the other.
“… … ”
No, I stopped reading it for a while.
Although the printing press itself is quite well developed, this personal information is, of course, only handwritten.
And the letters of the information written on the documents were all out of symmetry, so just looking at them gave me a lot of stress.
Of course, it was only annoying, and I didn’t even have the urge to tear it apart, so I made up my mind again and forced myself to read it… …
“… … ”
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
My head hurts.It’s not because the letters are out of symmetry.
From the first page to the top two people recorded.
The information about those two characters gave me a headache.
—–
1. Lizzy Paul Liana Claudia (age 20)
The youngest daughter of Viscount Claudia.
Rumors are circulating that he is talented enough to be promoted to a Euclid-class warlock within one or two years.
Baron Von Claudia died three months ago, the second son is now the heir to the title, and the eldest son is a member of the Imperial Knights Templar this year.
—–
“Lizzie, Lizzy… … ”
A person in Ferzen’s memory.
Even so, if I had to mark it separately, it would definitely mean that I knew it too.
“… … ”
Of course, it wasn’t on the positive side.
After Ferzen had an obsessive-compulsive disorder with his older brother, Jeremiah, the relationship between the two had been strained.
In fact, it would be strange to be good.
So when Jeremiah’s 17th birthday–a banquet was held to celebrate her coming-of-age ceremony, Ferzen was the first to have the courage to apologize and hand over the congratulations.
It is thanks to the events of this time that the relationship between the two of them is smooth in their own way.
But the problem is, Ferzen should have gotten out of there sooner.
It’s not that he’s happy that his relationship with his older brother, Jeremiah, has been restored, and that he doesn’t make friends like an idiot.
‘I’ll be back… … ‘
Unlike Jeremiah, the second son, Ferzen, has never appeared in private.
When such Ferzen appeared by chance, there were many nobles who secretly sent their daughter to say hello.
At the time, Baron Claudia was one of them.
The problem is that Lizzy, her daughter, has asked if she would dance with her, perhaps if it was just a greeting.
I’m not sure if that was Baron Claudia’s greedy command, or if he made such a request unconsciously out of the kindness he felt when he saw Ferzen for the first time… …
As for the result, it was disastrous.
While dancing, Lizzie made a mistake and Ferzen stepped on her and sprained her ankle.
Actually, there is no problem so far.
sorry, sorry
Follow Lizzie, crying and limping, unless Ferzen made the same for her opposite foot.
Shake!
The memory of that time came to mind so vividly, I trembled at my fingertips and touched my forehead.
Lizzy was only 12 years old at the time.
Fersen’s behavior of trampling and crushing the young girl’s ankle is so frightening.
But at the same time, why is there sympathy?
No, this is understanding beyond empathy.
That myself… … scared for the first time
‘Can you call this a coincidence?’
I didn’t feel confident to read the next paragraph.
But I mustered up the courage… …
“f*ck… … ”
The Alfred family.
The moment I saw that one word, I threw the paper away.
A marquis who was comparable to the Brutein family.
I was afraid to go back to my memories.
In fact, there was no reason for me to have a headache and a stomach ache if this wasn’t the fictional world.
But this is a fictional world… … I am the villain
Therefore, the two figures displayed on the document seemed to be a kind of “paving stone” that could become a stepping stone for Ciel Midford and stab my heart.
“… … ”
What should I say?
Once again, he comes to realize clearly that the role given to the character Ferzen is evil.
I thought that if I could keep the main character in check while paying attention to only one Euphemia, things would be resolved easily, but that was a complete miscalculation.
“ha ha ha… … ”
In fact, is there any possibility that it is a fake using a narrative trick?
The real protagonist was Ferzen.
But I let go of that meaningless possibility.
Because if Ferzen was the main character, the evils he committed would have been at a level that would have been washed clean when the washing machine was turned on.
‘none… … ‘
There was some misunderstanding about what I did.
In what was done, there was an external intervention or something.
A pure evil deed that such a behind-the-scenes story does not exist.
Although the element of obsessive compulsive disorder was present, it was unlikely that the washing machine would run just because it was revealed.
It would be nice if it was soap… …
It will only become a weakness that will be used with a high probability.
okay… …
I am a villain
Who did he really mean, the title of the novel, surviving like a badass?
‘return… … Would.’
A handful of complaints flew gently in the spring breeze.