Chapter 18 – 02. Small Peppers Are Spicy. No Scary!
“Yeah, humiliation…?”
How absurd to rape someone who has been raped…!
“Hey, if you haven’t heard… “
“You mean you were raped?”
“Uh…”
“I’ve heard everything from Theodora. Everything about you.”
“It’s not like he knows everything about me.”
“I’ve heard everything important, so it doesn’t matter.”
I felt it even when we first met, but he is at his own pace.
“Can’t you?”
“Before that, adopting them is a bit… “
“Certainly, it’s surprisingly difficult to return what you’ve suffered.”
“No, from adoption…”
“There is no need to do it sexually. Locking it up and beating it is also an insult.”
“Here’s my word…”
“It would be nice to serve as a lady-in-waiting. Hehe. It’s worth seeing a country’s kings and princesses fall into mere maids.”
“…”
Not listening at all
“I’ll introduce you right away tomorrow. Get ready.”
“Eh?”
“Ehh. You’re quite an idiot.”
“It’s not a matter of stupidity, I haven’t said a word about being adopted yet!”
“Aren’t you an orphan anyway?”
“That… But is it really okay to say something that could hurt someone so easily?!”
“It’s okay. I’ll take care of you from now on.”
“A little body like that…Ah, no no.”
I can’t say anything when he pulls out his sword.
“Aran.”
“…Yes.”
“Is Estelle the culprit?”
“Ah…”
“Looking at the janggye, they say that this time they made a big contribution.”
“…That’s right. A ball is a ball.”
“…..”
Cornelia looked at Aran blankly. She had something like anger in her eyes.
“Aren’t you angry?”
“Yes?”
“I’m not angry. Either way.”
“Yes, of course…”
“I heard that men have a strong libido. Certainly, among my children, my sons are more interested in that than my daughters. But that’s the case.”
“?”
“For guys like you, who were forced to do that, that’s not okay. It’s scary. Whether it’s being victimized or doing it. It’s so scary that I can’t stand it.”
I roughly understood what Cornelia was talking about.
“I will make Estelle your knight.”
“Yes?”
“So build immunity. That’s important to you.”
“Estel…”
“You need to get over that bitch. Get over that bitch and get over the woman. That’s how you can live a normal life. If that doesn’t work, you’ll continue to suffer and live. Unjustly.”
“The words are still…”
Aran killed Estelle’s family not too long ago, and began to get strange pleasure from it.
Estelle’s rape was no longer offensive.
Of course, that didn’t mean that being rapped was good. In the end, Estelle and Aran’s special situation only creates such pleasure, and if they are raped by another woman, they will only feel displeasure as before.
In that sense, Estelle had no more meaning to overcome.
“Your majesty.”
“Call me mother.”
“…That’s kind of…”
“Why? Does she look too childish? Jung In that case, it does n’t matter if I call her by her first name her. I’ll bear with her as a younger sister.”
“Is that more serious?!”
“Then call me sister.”
“It’s getting more and more meaningless!”
Being with this person is exhausting.
“Huh…Anyway…I’ve already killed Estelle’s family, and I have nothing to do with Estelle anymore. I plan to hold her down with my own hands when I have full strength later.”
“Ohhh, the family?”
“Yes. Um… This is embarrassing, but…”
Is it just embarrassing? That’s something you can’t tell anyone. It wasn’t enough that I was raped, so I felt a strange pleasure there. I’d be glad if I didn’t get treated like an idiot.
But somehow I felt like I could talk to Cornelia.
Was it because she said she would adopt her?
Aran explained everything about the situation with Estelle.
Ironic situations in which Aran killed Estelle’s family, and Estelle, unaware of it, seeks Aran for comfort.
And the pleasure you get from deceiving Estelle in that way, and so on.
Cornelia listened without batting an eye.
“I see. It’s strange, but it’s definitely on the way to overcoming it. But it’s not enough. Can you have another woman now?”
“I guess…?”
“No, it’s impossible. The wounds of rape don’t heal that easily. Even if you think you’ve overcome it, it’s the wounds of rape that aren’t easily overcome. Let alone you… Anyway, you need to practice.”
Apparently, she has no intention of backing down.
But. Since I didn’t listen to Aran at all in the first place…
“I’ll give her a handmaiden. Do whatever you want.”
“Yes?”
“What are you so surprised about? Did she ever listen to what you said?”
“I’ve heard of it, but why is there a lady-in-waiting…?”
“Didn’t you say you need to practice women?”
“You’re telling me to run in real combat?!”
“That’s right. It’s not about being raped, and it’s not about being raped. Just hugging a woman. Well, I wonder if you can do that as well.”
“You’re ignoring me too much. I can do anything with that level.”
“Huh. Is that so? Would you like to make a bet? If you can hold a lady-in-waiting from the beginning, I will admit my defeat and give you 3,000 court ladies.”
“It doesn’t make any sense!! Rather, it’s more serious!!!”
“It takes a lot of money to maintain the 3,000 court ladies. It’s never easy.”
“Then don’t do it.”
“Men tend to like harem. As expected, you…”
“I’m done talking about that.”
“You’re cheeky. Well, that’s how you look like an adolescent boy.”
“Are you past puberty already?”
“As I said before, I will introduce you tomorrow. So be prepared.”
“There is no point in talking.”
My pace from start to finish.
I felt it from the first meeting, but he has a really tired personality.
“No, but now that I think about it, I heard that my room is here?”
“Right.”
“Then you can’t do it even if you have a lady-in-waiting! Did you think of that?!”
“Leisure will help.”
“Ehh?!”
“What are you so surprised about? Don’t worry because I have a lot of sexual experience. I’ll teach you one by one.”
Aran’s mouth reached the floor.
What on earth is this person thinking?
“Keukkeuk. Or would you like to graduate from true virginity with this mother’s body? It hasn’t been announced as an adopted son yet, so if it’s only for today, you can accept it.”
Cornelia sat down on her bed and crossed her legs.
Her healthy tanned skin caught his eye her.
“I don’t have a taste for Lori…”
Fuck!
“Hmph. Ugly guy.”
“Ugh…”
Also, women are strong.
Aran’s head had a bump the size of his head.
* * *
Next day.
After many twists and turns, Aran was dressed for her debut and was waiting.
“…How did this happen?”
It is a rise in status to a prince overnight.
What the hell does this mean?
“Hmm. They look good together. They are indeed my blood.”
“…”
Cornelia was circling around Aran and coordinating it, but her dignity as an emperor was invisible in the slightest.
“Uh…Uh…Uh…Mother…”
“Oh. Yes my son.”
“Wouldn’t the nobles be against it? Suddenly, someone who didn’t even know the basics appeared as the prince…”
“Of course I would object.”
She answers calmly. She seemed completely unconcerned.
“Then…”
“But what does that matter? What right do you have to stop me from appointing my son?”
“It is, but it is.”
“You need to be more confident, Aran. Just do it the way you treat me.”
“If you do, you will become enemies in all directions.”
“You can’t grow big if you’re afraid of making enemies.”
“…”
The words are true, so I can’t really refute them, but there is always something unsatisfying.
The conversation with Cornelia was mostly like that.
Aran was heading to the ballroom with Cornelia.
It was quite uncomfortable and strange because it was the first formal dress he had ever worn, but he maintained a proud expression as much as he had learned from Cornelia.
‘Yeah… Let’s live like this! Nothing bad! Prince!’
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“Please, Your Majesty the Emperor~~~!!!!”
A huge door opened, revealing a splendid banquet hall and a myriad of people.
All the people dancing, talking, and playing instruments rose from their seats and stepped aside on either side of the banquet hall.
Then he got down on one knee and paid his respects to the emperor.
Even Cornelia had a dignified appearance here.
Cornelia moves her steps with her confident and haughty appearance of her. Aran also followed suit.
“Who’s coming after me? Enough to enter with His Majesty…?”
“He’s someone I don’t know at all. I’m not sure either.”
It wasn’t loud, but people were making small noises. It was mostly about Aran.
‘Ugh…As expected…!’
Cornelia did not lose her expression in spite of the crowd.
She just went up to the highest place and sat down, remaining the regal emperor until the end.
Aran sat down on a chair one step lower than her, as she had been told beforehand.
There were already 4 princesses sitting there, all of whom were looking at Aran.
Like who are you
“Mother, who is this…?”
When the eldest of them asked, everyone in the banquet hall drew attention.
Cornelia looked back at the crowd,
“This child’s name is ‘Aran Persia.’ He is my new son.”
Aran declared that he was his son.
