Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

When I opened my eyes, winter was springing.

Follow the advice of a proper samurai and make your way to the Emperor and his wife's bedroom sooner than usual.

Keith, the emperor's squire, was also already there, before the large doors of both openings, to support Rachel's inquiry.

Greetings are there too, Keith pointing to the bedroom in a bitter laugh.

"It won't open, the door."

"Won't you..."

"By the way, the old castle has blossoms and rainbows in the woods. It's within the boundaries, so extra, it's susceptible to influence, right? The whole Imperial Capital is cheering up in spring this mid-winter.... I hope your bedroom isn't a flower garden."

"That's... that's hard to clean"

But we have to do something about this bedroom to clean it.

It goes without saying what prevents the door from opening.

"Now, how shall I summon you? Do you want the escort to dance with a skid dance?"

"Will I get a voice from this one?

"At least I think you sound like Master Claude. I've been talking to you too, but I haven't heard back. I don't think you want to interrupt. Making children is an important task for the Emperor."

Good afternoon and Keith knocked on the door, but still no reply. Keith puts his arms together.

"Now, how did you convince me? Today is an important day for the new emperor. It's not good to go back and be late. Irene said the same thing."

"... Dear Eileen... Are you all right?"

"I'm sorry, but we can't cover that."

Speaking in his true face, Rachel gave him a little thought before giving him a face. Stretch your spine and speak to the bedroom door.

"Good morning, Dear Claude, Dear Irene. It's your time. Could you please open the door, Master Claude? Otherwise, Irene will not be able to assist you tonight."

Beyond the door remains silent. But I feel a subtle response from silence. At least, I felt Claude turn his ear over to me.

"If Master Irene is sick, Mr. Claude will be worried too. Leave it to us."

"- Unlike Keith, it's a pretty good persuasion"

When I thought I heard voices coming from inside the bedroom, the door was on its own.

Flowers poured out in the hallway. As Keith worried, the bedroom had been re-modeled overnight into a paradise adored with flowers and fresh greens. The smell of flowers in the fresh breeze varies and the air is refreshing.

"Hard to leave, but let's leave it to it. I was just in trouble. He didn't stop crying."

The emperor and demon king smiles lusciously as he exposes his torso on the sleeping table in the middle.

As soon as possible, the bedroom turned into a lost paradise.

"Oh, I knew this was happening..."

Following Keith, who gives up half of the flowers and walks roughly, Rachel also hurries to the bedroom.

Eileen was lying on the side of Claude. He's twirling from head to white sheets, and I can't see his face.

"Dear Eileen,"

"... Rachel?

Along with a slightly plundered tear, Irene glances at her face from the gap in the sheet.

Claude narrowed her eyes thanks to love.

"What, did you stop crying?

……

"Don't be shy, show me your face, my sweet Eileen"

……

"You're in trouble. He hasn't spoken to me since this morning."

With a face not in any trouble, Claude is smiling with all the glow and kan. Beauty is gained because he doesn't look like he is in. Besides, even Rachel, who is getting used to it a lot, is going to have her eyes crushed because she's exposed to eyelid nakedness, even though it's just her upper body.

"Or was there something wrong with me last night?

"That's all there is to imitate in the morning, my Lord"

Keith, who was neither the colour of the Lord nor anything else, feathered a long hemmed jacket on Claude.

"Disgruntled? You just loved my wife?

"Your very existence is indecent, immoral and obscene. Yes, let's do some support. Let's start with a hot tub."

Keith is used to keeping his sleeves on Claude and just tying his hips together. Claude was more accustomed to it, and he snapped his neck in depression.

"But I can't go to work anxiously without my wife saying hello."

"I deserve it. You must have imitated it so that you wouldn't even say hello."

"Which one is it about?

"- You must have it all decided!

Claude laughs back thinly after creating a face that suddenly rose to a brisk sight of Eileen, even surprised.

"I see. I thought I only knew."

I felt the sound of Eileen's blood vessels hanging up all the time.

"Oh my...!

"A, Dear Eileen. Relax."

Rachel takes control of Irene, who shakes her pillow from behind. At the same time Keith grabbed Claude's root and made him stand up.

"Yes, I'll be there already. It's your job."

"Wait, I want to talk to my wife a little more"

"It's okay, I'll be back at night."

Deep down, Keith glanced at Rachel. And then I nod back at that gaze, asking for it, and I raise my head to Claude.

"Leave it to me"

"Right.... Right, let's leave it at that. Eileen."

"What is it!?"

"I love you. I'm in a bad mood."

Quickly dropping one mouthful on that cheek, Claude just left the bedroom following Keith.

Irene, left behind, with a look of anger and shame mixed together, puffs her mouth and then pushes her down to the bedroom again. Around, Rachel spoke up.

"A, Dear Eileen......?

"- You know, it's not normal..."

"What..."

I asked and shut my mouth. Irene repeats with half a cry, covering her bright red face with both hands.

"Absolutely, you know, it's not normal... right, Rachel!?"

…… Let's have breakfast after a hot bath. "

"Please, listen to me!!"

Do not ask.

The most respected master in the world, but there are things you shouldn't ask.