I stared blankly at the scene for a while, not knowing what was happening.
Is Shish crying?
He doesn't cry even if it's fake?
The man who would rather strangle his opponent than cry is Shish Milan.
And kneeling there is something that even a madman would not do.
He's so smart that he finds life boring, yet he's so immortal that it's a simple matter. He's not likely to be brought to his knees, and even if something were to happen, he'd overcome it.
“Please stop, Prime Minister.”
What woke me up were the cold words of my senior.
“That won’t make any difference.”
The senior took a step to the side and stood next to me. Then he took a pose, wrapping his arms around my waist.
Shish's face seemed to contort beyond recognition, and he bit his lip hard. A stream of blood ran down his chin.
The senior flinched for a moment, but his attitude remained unchanged.
"Let's go."
"Wait a minute."
Before my senior could stop me, I quickly crouched down in front of Shish, cupping his cheeks with both hands.
“Shish.”
“...Master.”
Even the teardrops hanging from his long eyelashes were so beautiful that I had to pause for a moment to catch my breath. I wiped his eyes with my thumb and then carefully wiped the blood from his mouth with my sleeve.
"What's this?"
Although I spoke in a tone of frustration, Shish only let out a wheezing sound between his lips.
“Don’t hurt yourself. Yes?”
Instead of answering, Shish wrapped his arms around my hand and buried his lips deeply in my palm. The red stain was like a brand.
“You have to answer, sissy.”
Shish only half-opened his eyes. His long eyebrows trembled, and his pale cheeks flushed red.
It's difficult when you're this pretty.
As my mind began to turn blank and I was on the verge of losing my reason, Shish finally opened his mouth.
“You didn’t forget me, did you?”
“I confused you with someone else for a second.”
Shish's half-drooped eyelids rose, revealing a clear expression of hurt in his eyes. I had no choice but to change my tone.
“Actually, I wasn’t confused. I knew it was you.”
“But why didn’t you answer when I called?”
I'm afraid you'll drag me away.
I can never say something like that.
When I remained silent, Shish's eyes crinkled.
“Why did you pretend not to know me?”
It's not that I pretended not to know.
My head, which had always been working well, seemed to have become stiff and wouldn't move.
I scratched my head and grabbed Shish's hand to help him up.
“Let’s move for now. I don’t want to be noticed.”
Fortunately, Shish stood up obediently. He applied strength to my left hand, and the senior, unable to resist, grabbed my right.
They saw it.
The knights pretended not to notice, their eyes wide open so wide that they felt like they were going to pop out.
“Don’t catch either of them.”
A woman leading the Left Prime Minister and the Right Crown Prince. Anyone can see that it's a strange combination!
“Where are you planning to go?”
“I’m on my way to the Rose Palace.”
Shish and my senior greeted each other formally.
After sending the knights off to check their mouths, we moved along a less-traveled path. Since we were with the Crown Prince, who was accustomed to the palace, we didn't encounter a single person.
We soon arrived at what seemed to be our destination. The rose-filled palace was almost deserted.
Only one man, who seemed to be the manager, came out and bowed, and the senior gave an order over the man's head.
“This person is an honored guest, so we must do everything we can to serve her.”
It's so powerful, isn't it?
The seniors I knew were only a very small part of it.
“Yes, Your High.”
The manager bowed even more deeply.
“However, we are unprepared for your sudden visit to the palace.”
“I will carefully select the maids and send them to you, so leave them alone...”
My senior seemed to be thinking about something, so I was the first to suggest an alternative.
“We’ll decide the details later.”
“I wonder?”
I nodded.
Looking at the situation, it seems like the senior is still the Crown Prince, but the priority is to find out whether the Princess is still alive or whether the senior was away.
My current guardian is a senior, so I'm concerned about this kind of thing.
“Well... Your Highness must first see Your Majesty, right?”
“Puhaha.”
The senior smiled, perhaps realizing that I had hastily changed my words from "senior" to "Your Highness."
“Yes, I’ll be back soon, so just wait.”
He raised his hand as if he was going to do something, then quickly put it down.
Shish, who had been watching silently from the side, opened his mouth.
“Would you like to see His Majesty?”
“I guess so.”
“Then I will guide you.”
When the senior looked at him with a look of doubt, Shish smiled brightly.
“I also happened to be meeting with His Majesty.”
Despite his friendly tone of voice, his eyes were not smiling at all.
“Then let’s go together.”
The senior also smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, but his eyes remained hard and fixed.
Two men of similar build and height walked out of my sight through the rose-filled garden.
“Lady, I will show you around the palace.”
“First, please guide me to the bedroom.”
I don't have the energy to explore the palace right now.
“Yes, I understand.”
The well-trained court lady led me to a neat but splendid bedroom and then withdrew.
I stared out the window at the well-kept flower bed and drew the curtains. The color that dominated the room was pink.
“Wow, this looks like a room a Princess would use.”
I finished by taking a quick look around the room.
Among the flashy furniture, what caught my eye was none other than the neat bed.
I felt bad lying down on the pristine white sheets in clothes I had been wearing after walking around so much outside, but I was too tired to do anything, so I jumped in.
“Ugh...”
I think I'll survive.
As I lay down on the soft bed, sleep came over me, and I didn't refuse it.
Even so, I woke up quickly because it wasn't my room, it wasn't my house.
When I came to, the door was open, and there was a large window in the hallway, letting light in through the door.
I think I took a short nap.
I blinked to focus, and a blurry figure came into view from the doorway.
"Who..."
I rubbed my eyes and sat up. I got out of my seat and headed toward the door.
"Uh..."
I couldn't finish my sentence.
It wasn't my senior who came in with his back to the setting sun.
“Shish?”
Instead of answering, the other person came to me.
“Hello, master.”
I'd seen him before, so I wondered why he was greeting me again. Then Shish approached me and hugged me. His touch was so gentle that I didn't realize what had happened until I was in his arms.
"Hi?"
I don't know anything, but let's say hello first.
A smile soon appeared on the man's lips, and in an instant, they became closer.
Ah.
A soft sensation took over me in an instant.
The sensation of something burrowing into my mouth was both unfamiliar and familiar, sending shivers down my spine. The liquid entering my mouth was sweet, and I grabbed onto the other person, eager to drink more.
Yes. Really good.
I was so desperate for him that I didn't even notice the large hands caressing my upper body.
"Ah."
When our lips parted, I sighed without realizing it.
“Shall we do more?”
Shish tilted his head to the side and asked, licking his wet lips.
“Uh... you!”
I shook my head hard, thinking that something big was going to happen, and what I discovered was my inner self gradually being revealed.
“When will this happen again!”
What I was wearing was a one-piece dress.
I came here wearing a long one-piece dress so that I wouldn't look strange, but Shish was unbuttoning the buttons on my upper body one by one.
When I took Shish's hand, it was already more than half open.
“Why, master?”
Shish came and intertwined his fingers with my hand, holding onto me with a smile that made my breathing stop.
My gaze followed the entangled, graceful fingers as if mesmerized, and the soles of my feet tingled.
This damn alarm doesn't even go off anymore.
I moved my creaking neck and looked at Shish.
“He, he, he! I thought someone might come!”
“If you’re talking about His Highness the Crown Prince, he won’t be here soon.”
“What does that mean?”
“He is in audience with His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty has many questions for him.”
Shish smiled faintly.
"You...!"
No matter how you look at it, it's your doing!
“So don’t worry.”
After finishing speaking, Shish buried his head in my arms and made a kissing sound.
“Shish!”
I pulled at his red hair, but his tiny head didn't budge.
“Hic! Hic!”
I tried to lean back, but Shish's hands were already firmly supporting my back and waist. I covered my mouth with both hands, threatening to let out a moan.
It's crazy.
I love it so much.
Everything was good, from the feeling of the flesh being crushed to the feeling of it getting wet after his tongue passed over it.
“I missed you.”
Even the occasional mournful whisper drove me crazy.
“Shish, ah. Please.”
Unable to bear the increasingly intense ticklishness, I slapped Shish's back. My feet also started to thump.
“Please, ugh.”
“Please, what?”
Shish whispered softly, and I almost shouted, "More."
“Stop it. Stop it.”
As I began to sob, Shish lifted his head with a sigh and hugged me tightly.
“Master, come with me. Yes?”
I should have firmly refused, but I couldn't open my mouth because of the lips pressing against my earlobe and the man's solid upper body pressing against my chest.
“Come with me.”
My favorite scent that makes me dizzy, my whispering voice.
Tiyongtiyongtiyongtiyong!
Finally, the red alert started to sound.
Yeah, I guess I'm falling for Shishi's sweet talk. Let's change the subject!
“Shish, how did you know I was here?”
Is Shish crying?
He doesn't cry even if it's fake?
The man who would rather strangle his opponent than cry is Shish Milan.
And kneeling there is something that even a madman would not do.
He's so smart that he finds life boring, yet he's so immortal that it's a simple matter. He's not likely to be brought to his knees, and even if something were to happen, he'd overcome it.
“Please stop, Prime Minister.”
What woke me up were the cold words of my senior.
“That won’t make any difference.”
The senior took a step to the side and stood next to me. Then he took a pose, wrapping his arms around my waist.
Shish's face seemed to contort beyond recognition, and he bit his lip hard. A stream of blood ran down his chin.
The senior flinched for a moment, but his attitude remained unchanged.
"Let's go."
"Wait a minute."
Before my senior could stop me, I quickly crouched down in front of Shish, cupping his cheeks with both hands.
“Shish.”
“...Master.”
Even the teardrops hanging from his long eyelashes were so beautiful that I had to pause for a moment to catch my breath. I wiped his eyes with my thumb and then carefully wiped the blood from his mouth with my sleeve.
"What's this?"
Although I spoke in a tone of frustration, Shish only let out a wheezing sound between his lips.
“Don’t hurt yourself. Yes?”
Instead of answering, Shish wrapped his arms around my hand and buried his lips deeply in my palm. The red stain was like a brand.
“You have to answer, sissy.”
Shish only half-opened his eyes. His long eyebrows trembled, and his pale cheeks flushed red.
It's difficult when you're this pretty.
As my mind began to turn blank and I was on the verge of losing my reason, Shish finally opened his mouth.
“You didn’t forget me, did you?”
“I confused you with someone else for a second.”
Shish's half-drooped eyelids rose, revealing a clear expression of hurt in his eyes. I had no choice but to change my tone.
“Actually, I wasn’t confused. I knew it was you.”
“But why didn’t you answer when I called?”
I'm afraid you'll drag me away.
I can never say something like that.
When I remained silent, Shish's eyes crinkled.
“Why did you pretend not to know me?”
It's not that I pretended not to know.
My head, which had always been working well, seemed to have become stiff and wouldn't move.
I scratched my head and grabbed Shish's hand to help him up.
“Let’s move for now. I don’t want to be noticed.”
Fortunately, Shish stood up obediently. He applied strength to my left hand, and the senior, unable to resist, grabbed my right.
They saw it.
The knights pretended not to notice, their eyes wide open so wide that they felt like they were going to pop out.
“Don’t catch either of them.”
A woman leading the Left Prime Minister and the Right Crown Prince. Anyone can see that it's a strange combination!
“Where are you planning to go?”
“I’m on my way to the Rose Palace.”
Shish and my senior greeted each other formally.
After sending the knights off to check their mouths, we moved along a less-traveled path. Since we were with the Crown Prince, who was accustomed to the palace, we didn't encounter a single person.
We soon arrived at what seemed to be our destination. The rose-filled palace was almost deserted.
Only one man, who seemed to be the manager, came out and bowed, and the senior gave an order over the man's head.
“This person is an honored guest, so we must do everything we can to serve her.”
It's so powerful, isn't it?
The seniors I knew were only a very small part of it.
“Yes, Your High.”
The manager bowed even more deeply.
“However, we are unprepared for your sudden visit to the palace.”
“I will carefully select the maids and send them to you, so leave them alone...”
My senior seemed to be thinking about something, so I was the first to suggest an alternative.
“We’ll decide the details later.”
“I wonder?”
I nodded.
Looking at the situation, it seems like the senior is still the Crown Prince, but the priority is to find out whether the Princess is still alive or whether the senior was away.
My current guardian is a senior, so I'm concerned about this kind of thing.
“Well... Your Highness must first see Your Majesty, right?”
“Puhaha.”
The senior smiled, perhaps realizing that I had hastily changed my words from "senior" to "Your Highness."
“Yes, I’ll be back soon, so just wait.”
He raised his hand as if he was going to do something, then quickly put it down.
Shish, who had been watching silently from the side, opened his mouth.
“Would you like to see His Majesty?”
“I guess so.”
“Then I will guide you.”
When the senior looked at him with a look of doubt, Shish smiled brightly.
“I also happened to be meeting with His Majesty.”
Despite his friendly tone of voice, his eyes were not smiling at all.
“Then let’s go together.”
The senior also smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, but his eyes remained hard and fixed.
Two men of similar build and height walked out of my sight through the rose-filled garden.
“Lady, I will show you around the palace.”
“First, please guide me to the bedroom.”
I don't have the energy to explore the palace right now.
“Yes, I understand.”
The well-trained court lady led me to a neat but splendid bedroom and then withdrew.
I stared out the window at the well-kept flower bed and drew the curtains. The color that dominated the room was pink.
“Wow, this looks like a room a Princess would use.”
I finished by taking a quick look around the room.
Among the flashy furniture, what caught my eye was none other than the neat bed.
I felt bad lying down on the pristine white sheets in clothes I had been wearing after walking around so much outside, but I was too tired to do anything, so I jumped in.
“Ugh...”
I think I'll survive.
As I lay down on the soft bed, sleep came over me, and I didn't refuse it.
Even so, I woke up quickly because it wasn't my room, it wasn't my house.
When I came to, the door was open, and there was a large window in the hallway, letting light in through the door.
I think I took a short nap.
I blinked to focus, and a blurry figure came into view from the doorway.
"Who..."
I rubbed my eyes and sat up. I got out of my seat and headed toward the door.
"Uh..."
I couldn't finish my sentence.
It wasn't my senior who came in with his back to the setting sun.
“Shish?”
Instead of answering, the other person came to me.
“Hello, master.”
I'd seen him before, so I wondered why he was greeting me again. Then Shish approached me and hugged me. His touch was so gentle that I didn't realize what had happened until I was in his arms.
"Hi?"
I don't know anything, but let's say hello first.
A smile soon appeared on the man's lips, and in an instant, they became closer.
Ah.
A soft sensation took over me in an instant.
The sensation of something burrowing into my mouth was both unfamiliar and familiar, sending shivers down my spine. The liquid entering my mouth was sweet, and I grabbed onto the other person, eager to drink more.
Yes. Really good.
I was so desperate for him that I didn't even notice the large hands caressing my upper body.
"Ah."
When our lips parted, I sighed without realizing it.
“Shall we do more?”
Shish tilted his head to the side and asked, licking his wet lips.
“Uh... you!”
I shook my head hard, thinking that something big was going to happen, and what I discovered was my inner self gradually being revealed.
“When will this happen again!”
What I was wearing was a one-piece dress.
I came here wearing a long one-piece dress so that I wouldn't look strange, but Shish was unbuttoning the buttons on my upper body one by one.
When I took Shish's hand, it was already more than half open.
“Why, master?”
Shish came and intertwined his fingers with my hand, holding onto me with a smile that made my breathing stop.
My gaze followed the entangled, graceful fingers as if mesmerized, and the soles of my feet tingled.
This damn alarm doesn't even go off anymore.
I moved my creaking neck and looked at Shish.
“He, he, he! I thought someone might come!”
“If you’re talking about His Highness the Crown Prince, he won’t be here soon.”
“What does that mean?”
“He is in audience with His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty has many questions for him.”
Shish smiled faintly.
"You...!"
No matter how you look at it, it's your doing!
“So don’t worry.”
After finishing speaking, Shish buried his head in my arms and made a kissing sound.
“Shish!”
I pulled at his red hair, but his tiny head didn't budge.
“Hic! Hic!”
I tried to lean back, but Shish's hands were already firmly supporting my back and waist. I covered my mouth with both hands, threatening to let out a moan.
It's crazy.
I love it so much.
Everything was good, from the feeling of the flesh being crushed to the feeling of it getting wet after his tongue passed over it.
“I missed you.”
Even the occasional mournful whisper drove me crazy.
“Shish, ah. Please.”
Unable to bear the increasingly intense ticklishness, I slapped Shish's back. My feet also started to thump.
“Please, ugh.”
“Please, what?”
Shish whispered softly, and I almost shouted, "More."
“Stop it. Stop it.”
As I began to sob, Shish lifted his head with a sigh and hugged me tightly.
“Master, come with me. Yes?”
I should have firmly refused, but I couldn't open my mouth because of the lips pressing against my earlobe and the man's solid upper body pressing against my chest.
“Come with me.”
My favorite scent that makes me dizzy, my whispering voice.
Tiyongtiyongtiyongtiyong!
Finally, the red alert started to sound.
Yeah, I guess I'm falling for Shishi's sweet talk. Let's change the subject!
“Shish, how did you know I was here?”
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