Chapter 62: Why Didn’t You Listen To Me!!

But Livia seems to not go her own way yet.

"I cannot do that. I clearly caused great harm, so I must provide corresponding compensation. She told me to come back with an answer, no matter what it is."

"... I’ll tell you when I think of something."

"You haven’t even mentioned the previous compensation yet."

The week of confinement sex I did to lower Aisha’s affection.

Emperor Duragan said he would grant me anything I wanted in return.

If he knew I had confinement sex with his daughter non-stop, he would try to kill me instead of granting me anything.

Right now, there was nothing lacking in my life.

All I want is peace of mind, but getting involved with the Imperial Family is just troublesome.

"... You guys are paying a lot of money and getting treated in the best facilities, so let’s just call it even."

"I cannot do that!"

"Haa..."

At this rate, it was like talking to a wall.

Tired of returning to the same conclusion every time, I closed my mouth.

She’ll go back when visiting hours are over, I guess.

But today, Livia’s reaction was a little different.

"... Gilmon is the savior of my life."

"You don’t have to say that anymore..."

"For Gilmon, I am willing to give up my valuable position at any time."

"... What does that mean... No, don’t even say it again."

I felt a headache coming on, so I reached out my hand.

But she continued as if she had made up her mind.

"I don’t care that Gilmon took my virginity. Although my value as a woman has decreased, I am not a noble or royal who values purity in the first place."

"COUGH!"

I turned my head at the sudden noise, and Siri had broken the vase.

It seems she touched it while cleaning the window with her heels up.

She looked at us with an awkward expression.

"E-excuse me..."

Even while she was getting the dustpan, there was no wavering in Livia’s eyes.

"My family would oppose it, but I’ve thought about it from the beginning. As an Imperial citizen, it is natural to be loyal to the Imperial Family, but when I have someone I love... I will swear allegiance to my husband."

"... Isn’t it usually the husband who swears allegiance?"

"So... if Gilmon wants me, you can take me anytime. The Princess will surely allow it."

"I have no intention of doing that."

Would Aisha really allow that?

Rather than that, it is necessary to pay attention to the subtle change in their relationship.

I was told she was crazy because of her affection, but the Princess’s recent actions are unacceptable.

She’s been in a self-masturbatory frenzy as if possessed by a ghost, and she’s been torturing and trying to kill her own bodyguard.

Even now that her affection has returned to normal, those memories remain.

I carefully observed the two people who came to visit me recently.

The Princess and her bodyguard seemed very awkward.

If it’s Livia, who can use her core freely, she can subdue Aisha at any time.

But the memory of almost being killed by the person she served as her master, the fear, will not be erased.

Maybe she wants to leave the Imperial Palace.

And she’s finding the justification for it in me.

It might be better to use the useless compensation for this instead.

"... I’ll think about it."

"Thank you!"

Livia bowed her head 90 degrees.

"Um, Phonia and Sophie are here."

Siri, who came with a dustpan and a small broom, said carefully.

"I’ll... be going now."

Livia left, and the two came in.

"Messiah!"

"Gilmon, how’s your body?"

The two familiarly unfolded the auxiliary chairs and took their seats.

Thanks to the two of them taking turns visiting me recently, I’ve been much more stable.

The dedication of the two cannot be said to be lazy or lacking.

However, the note I received from Loria was bothering me.

I asked directly.

"Phonia, are you meeting Sierra?"

"Oh, how did you know?"

"It’s not ’How did you know’! I told you to tell me if you meet with the heroines, didn’t I?!"

Her bright smile, which usually warms my heart just by looking at it.

But I was sensitive because of Livia, and I ended up yelling.

"Wait a minute, Gilmon! Why are you yelling at Phonia!"

Sophie said, hugging Phonia.

"Does Phonia have to get permission from Gilmon to make friends?"

"No, this is something we agreed on in advance. Phonia, right?"

"... Yes, that’s right, Sophie. Don’t say anything to Messiah."

But there was silence between us.

This was the first time such an atmosphere had occurred since I was hospitalized.

"... I heard you’re going to Sierra’s house? What are you doing there?"

"She said she would teach me. I’m not good at studying."

"I don’t need you to study. Don’t go to Sierra’s house anymore, please!"

"Gilmon, enough!"

Sophie, who had been silent, chimed in again.

"Don’t you think you’re interfering too much? I don’t think it’s Gilmon’s business who Phonia learns from."

I was at a loss for words.

She’s right.

Rather, the opportunity to be tutored by the top student Sierra would be difficult even if you paid for it.

That girl, even though she’s a current student, there were rumors that she was better than the teachers in some subjects.

The problem is, what is her intention?

Even Aisha tried to get closer to me using Phonia as an excuse.

Even though she said she wanted to be friends with Phonia, she openly ignored Phonia in front of her.

I felt overwhelmed when I thought about what happened at Café de Noir.

It’s not a good intention for the heroines to approach Phonia.

There’s no way.

There’s no way they’d like her, who’s crippled and a loser-like girl.

"Don’t you know why she’s approaching you? It’s because of me! She’s approaching you to hit on me!"

I couldn’t hold back and ended up yelling.

Everyone closed their mouths at my words.

Ah... I have done it again...