Weeping Men: The Innocent Princess's Secret Delight - Chapter 2.13 (slight π)
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“It’s a magical device. Attach the main body of the earring to the Imperial Princess, and keep the clasp part with you. It will allow you to sense the Imperial Princess’s location. An item of this caliber should help you choose your approach route.”
Help indeed. The representative, who had been holding the box casually with one hand, quickly cradled it with both hands.
Even a simple magical device would fetch an astronomical price, let alone one modified for illegal purposes. This item must be worth at least a year’s worth of war reparations from the North.
The casual way he handed over such a precious item demonstrated the young duke’s power.
The representative, clutching the box containing the magical device tightly, thought:
‘What does it matter if the reason is suspicious? Someone of this caliber could surely make even the first negotiation disappear as if it never happened.’
To avoid burdening his family and neighbors with endless debt, he was prepared to follow even a devil’s orders.
***
In the bathroom of Kaizen’s quarters within the Imperial Palace.
Kaizen was sitting in the bathtub.
The interior was like a sauna. The air was hot and humid, filled with steam.
Kaizen’s cheeks were flushed from the heat, but he made no move to get out of the tub where he was stretched out.
More precisely, he couldn’t get up. His enormous e***t*on below the waist had drained all his energy, leaving him unable to move.
Three years in the North was long enough to change a person’s constitution. His body, adapted to the cold, struggled to endure the heat. If only his lower half would calm down, he wanted to get up and go outside immediately.
That was his mind’s desire. But his head and body kept acting separately.
“Ah…”
Sighing, Kaizen once again lost himself in the fantasies his instincts created.
[Hnngh, Lord Kaizen! It hurts, uuungh! Aahn!]
Gripping her waist as she faced away from him, crying, Kaizen repeatedly thrust himself into her moist opening. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the forest.
With her pants pulled down to her knees, her exposed skin trembled in the cold air, but as Kaizen plunged in, it tightened, constricting around him.
Kaizen’s hands, which had been gripping her waist, fumbled across her stomach, delving deep to greedily grasp her ample br*asts. The tips, rubbed raw and e***t from the cold, rough surface of the rock, were hard even to the ar*olas.
He pinched the pink tips as he thrust. Judith writhed even more intensely below him.
[Haaahk! No, it’s strange. I don’t like it! Stop!]
His bestial m*mber only grew more ar*used at her protests.
He collided and pulled with the force of one who would crush both her upper and lower parts. Her soft body, twisting and wrapping around him in pl*asure, was stimulating… or so it would be.
“Haa… Your Highness…”
At some point, Kaizen’s hand had moved down to stroke himself.
The Judith in his imagination was far sweeter and softer than these mere sensations. Kaizen bucked his hips, trying to chase even a fraction of the pleasure in his imagination. The bathwater sloshed and overflowed.
[Aaahn! Huuuahn!]
“Your Highness, Your… nngh…!”
As Judith twisted her entire body in cl*max, Kaizen couldn’t hold back and released his excitement.
The white fl*id spurted out and floated on the water’s surface. He had released so much that it was now almost thin enough to mix with the bathwater.
Kaizen stared blankly as his s*men dispersed and mixed with the bathwater, then gritted his teeth. The tip of his nose stung, but he barely held back his tears.
“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry… Your Highness…”
Still, his voice trembled pitifully as he choked up. He lay back down in the tub, staggering.
He felt guilty about his filthy desires. Yet even now, his member showed no signs of calming down. It was enough to make him angry.
His tears were a mix of excitement, guilt, and anger.
[Hnnngh…]
Ah, again.
Kaizen was once more swept up in his fantasy. This time, it was Judith clinging to him like a koala, sitting among the grass, moaning softly.
When he finished bathing and came out, it was the middle of the night.
His aide, whose sense of work hours had blurred due to his superior staying at the workplace, was waiting outside the door.
“What is it?”
Kaizen came out wearing only a light robe. Apart from looking a bit gaunt, he appeared so cold that it was impossible to imagine what he had been doing in the bathroom just moments ago.
“This, sir.”
The aide was all too familiar with this appearance. Without a trace of doubt, he held out the documents he was carrying.
When handing over the papers, he noticed Kaizen’s fingertips were swollen, but he paid it no mind.
As Kaizen flipped through the pages one by one, his face gradually hardened. The aide mixed his verbal report with the written one.
“Although it’s still at the stage of suspicion, I’m reporting this to prepare for any potential threats, as there have been many unnecessary movements in the Northern Tribal Alliance representatives’ activities.”
The documents recorded suspicious activities, such as purchasing ample weapons and armor, and occasionally disappearing in groups to somewhere unknown.
Kaizen pointed to that part and asked.
“I suppose you couldn’t figure out where they were going.”
“No, sir. We try to track them every time they leave, but…”
The aide lowered his head, seemingly ashamed. Kaizen handed back the documents and gave his orders.
“Make it the top priority to uncover what they’re doing when they disappear.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Contact the other knightly orders to reinforce security as well. Don’t reveal the reason for now.”
“Yes, sir! How much should we increase the deployment at the Imperial Princess’s palace?”
He almost faltered at the sudden mention of the Imperial Princess. He barely managed to hold himself together.
As he pondered, Kaizen considered. Since he was directly in charge of the Imperial Princess’s escort, the security of her palace fell under their 4th Division’s jurisdiction. How much manpower should he commit?
“…Half.”
“…Pardon?”
After deliberation, he spoke. The aide’s expression became slightly dumbfounded.
“That much… sir?”
“I have a bad feeling about this.”
Kaizen was resolute. In the end, the aide, though reluctant, accepted and withdrew. Kaizen turned around, tightening the knot of his robe.
His bad feeling was real. His extraordinarily developed senses sometimes even distinguished people’s inner thoughts.
And now, those senses were ringing alarm bells, saying he should keep a close eye on the Imperial Princess.
That’s why. That’s why he had drastically increased the security at the Imperial Princess’s palace.
But if asked whether it warranted deploying half their forces, well…
‘Better too much than too little.’
Kaizen convinced himself. He ignored the mocking voice in his head suggesting that he couldn’t control his obsessive protective instinct towards her and other indescribable emotions, and was just trying to surround her.
‘It’s because I have a bad feeling.’
Once again, he emphasized, as if brainwashing himself.
