The Fake Saint of a Reverse Harem Game

“Punishment, punishment, accept, accept.”

“No! I won’t go out! Please stop!”

This will cost us more medicine, you bastard!

I could only groan in frustration. I was going to buy some medicine because of the various wounds around his body that looked pretty serious, but I can’t believe they were self-inflicted. I felt like I could hear the terrible sound of a hole in my money bag.

‘It can’t be helped. I brought emergency medicine from the Marquis, so I guess it will be enough.’

Adrian began to tremble as I raised my voice. I hugged his shaking back, and opened my mouth with a sigh.

“There is no reason for me to punish Rian. So don’t do this.”

I didn’t want to hurt the crown prince and lose my neck later.

“Bee, you don’t want to?”

Rian’s eyes turned to large balls at my words. I burst out laughing because the eyes looked like puppy eyes. Cute.

“Yes, I don’t.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean why?” I continued, wiping Rian’s face wet with tears with the back of my hand. “You’re so nice, why should punish you?”

“Good, good, Rian.”

“Yes. Rian is nice. Why would I punish a good person?”

Adrian was originally an arrogant prince character if I remember correctly. But Adrian in front of me now looked like a fragile sheep. I walked into the bathroom with Rian, who was bobbing his head up and down.

“Wash up and come out. I’ll apply some medicine.”

“Wash, wash.”

Rian, who managed to understand the word ‘wash’, held on to his tattered top. As he threw off his shirt that looked like a rag, his blotchy body came into view.

‘What the fuck, those bastards!’

How could they hit a person to this extent?

My teeth gnashed as I tried to control my anger.

I don’t know when he lost his memories as a crown prince and was brought to slavery, but the scars on his body were dense and told of the mistreatment that he endured. I scoured everywhere from scarred cuts to bloodless wounds, and furrowed my brows.

‘Who did this? And why? Who the hell would do this to the one and only imperial crown prince?’

The background of the imperial family’s circumstances was never properly explained, so even I, who cleared the game several times, had no clue.

“Hwaa, are you angry?”

“…”

“Hwaa, are you angry? This?”

Rian fell to his knees in response to my expression, which had turned rigid. He crawled up to me on all fours like an animal again.

“Me, sorry. Sin, sin, sorry.”

“I’m not mad at Rian.”

I felt like crying a little, so I stroked his head, which kissed the top of my foot.

“So, you don’t have to apologize.”

“Wash up. Come on, wash up.”

Adrian moved his body to rush and carry through the tasks he was given. It was good that he folded the shirt he’d taken off, but he grabbed me as I was about to leave the bathroom and hugged me.

“…Rian?”

For a moment, I was startled by Adrian’s strength as he lifted me up with his skinny arms. I raised my arm in surprise at his behavior of sitting me at the edge of the bathtub and trying to undress me.

“What are you doing?”

“Wash, wash, master.”

“No, I’m not telling you to wash me, I’m telling you to wash Rian.”

“Wash, master. Wash it. It’s dirty.”

More… dirty.

Rian’s murmur made me speechless.

“Do I smell?”

Come to think of it, I didn’t wash properly after I was kicked out of Valérez’s mansion. Rian unbuttoned my dress, frowning whether I was shocked or not.

Tok… tok…

The sound of metal buttons slipping through the cloth rings echoed through the cramped bathroom. I swallowed my saliva with the strange atmosphere around us.

‘Wait. Can we check if Adrian is Edith Abina’s true love or not before the insinuation is lifted?’

Adrian skillfully untied my clothes before I had the time to do it myself. Returning from folding my clothes, he reached for my slip. As the soft feeling of silk brushing against my skin disappeared, only bareness was left exposed to the air.

On my swollen breasts, there remained Adrian’s handprints from when he held them earlier.

“Rian? Rian?”

He lifted me up again, who became his master in an instant. Heck. His large hand that contrasted his small fine face, grabbed my butt.