Chapter 122 – Episode 121. No Count
Giving and receiving, the glass was emptied several times.
Seven and a half glasses of soju, then one bottle of soju.
An empty bottle of soju in front of Astrid.
There are two empty bottles of soju in front of Leopold.
“No way… Seed… Huh.”
Leopold stared at Astrid.
His white face was dyed red.
Astrid, whose face was flushed with red, smiled endlessly as to what was so good about it.
‘The alcohol is still weak.’
If you think about how weak he was, that’s understandable.
However, compared to the champagne that I had previously recommended at mealtime, I felt that this alcohol was weaker or less so, but I drank a bottle of this alcohol even though I was unconscious without drinking much.
‘By the way, alcohol really doesn’t taste good… Doesn’t Asti drink this kind of cheap alcohol often in the original world?’
Did he drink this as a drink?
He was quite impressed when he first received the bottle.
Transparent glass bottles are not so easy to see.
It is said that it is something that can only be seen in the imperial palace, but it is the first time I have ever seen a glass bottle like this that is so transparent and even has a bluish feeling at first glance.
Besides, what about the contents inside it?
Literally transparent liquid with no impurities at all, it was so beautiful that it aroused admiration.
Until you open the lid.
As soon as I opened the lid, this unpleasant smell pierced my nose.
According to the glass, even that glass was transparent, and without a moment to admire it, he lightly bumped into the glass that Astrid held out— and took a sip.
Alcohol is supposed to be drunk in a good mood, in a good place, with good people, but this taste smashes those three principles head-on.
The smell is nasty, and the first taste is slightly sweet, but when it passes through the throat, a disgusting fishy smell comes up.
“Kyaa… !”
No matter what it was, Astrid was constantly emptying her glass while making loud noises.
A reddish blush is spreading on my face, and eventually it starts to burn red like a forest fire, but only I don’t know it.
Under normal circumstances, it should have dried—
Leopold did not stop.
Perhaps, in this world Astrid lived in, the comfort she could have was this cheap, full-bodied liquor.
The thought of it hurt her heart.
Can this really be called alcohol? Even if we put aside our worries about this, taking Astrid out of here first would be the priority.
The problem is, Leopold has no money.
That he doesn’t even know what to do.
“I, maybe. What must I do to pay for this?”
When I called and asked the lady who was bringing food to the table, I heard laughter all around me.
No, because I asked something I didn’t know, is there any need to laugh at me like this?
Leopold suddenly became angry.
He is the crown prince of the Einhafen Empire.
Has he ever been treated like this?
Never was
Wherever I went, I was treated kindly by the Crown Prince, Your Highness, Your Highness—how could this be?
But this is a dream.
In Astrid’s dream.
In the world she lived in, no one would recognize him.
So I decided to understand.
“Can you count?”
“… Exactly.”
“Yeah~ let’s see… That’s 43,000 won. Do you pay by card?”
I do not get what it means.
Leopold did not know what to do with this difficulty.
“Zu, zeuuu… Calculate… ”
Astrid, who was half asleep, opened her eyes in a flash.
Thank you for Leopold.
“Ugh, Ka… By card… “
Astrid took out a small wallet from inside her sweatpants and stumbled.
Leopold hurriedly stood up to help her, who was sure to be drunk.
“Hehe, Your Highness… Be kind too… “
A sweet voice like dripping honey.
Leopold suddenly felt a tickle in the corner of his chest.
“Hehe… “
After completing a series of actions called calculations, using something smaller than the palm of your hand, Leopold came out of the store with Astrid in his support.
It’s a deep night.
It was already night when we went to dinner, and after tilting the glass like this, the time seemed to have tilted as well.
“Hehe… Hehe… “
Astrid’s voice softened.
Leopold is also having a hard time holding back something hot rising up inside him.
“Asti, wake up.”
“I’m already sane.”
Look where
Hold on to that word.
But there were other places to be patient.
The feeling of Astrid’s flesh touching her hand, felt while supporting her.
Astrid’s chest touched Leopold while staggering, its heaviness.
A sweet breath that you feel every time you exhale.
All of this was pushing Leopold to the limit of his patience.
Even Leopold knew the way home from the store.
His clever brain remembered all the routes he took and how he walked from the time he went out to eat.
The alley was narrow and shabby.
This alley is so shabby that it is hard to believe that it is the place where a woman who is supposed to become the Crown Princess of the Empire and furthermore the Empress lived.
– Being stubborn and not easily listening to what others say, not believing unless you see it with your own eyes, your character does not easily fall for the slanders of treacherous subjects, and speaking straight about what is right and wrong will make you, the future emperor, do good. To the role of guide. Wouldn’t it be certain that he would be the best companion for you?
Suddenly, I remembered what my father, Kreuz, the current emperor had said.
Maybe that’s right.
No, I thought it must be right.
Having lived in a place like this, you know very well the poverty of the people.
Having lived in a place like this, he should be able to speak directly without fear of the emperor.
Since I have lived in a place like this without losing my balance, I will not be easily fooled by the sweet flattery of the vassals.
‘… A father’s age is truly something that cannot be ignored.’
The direction was wrong, but the conclusion was drawn anyway.
Leopold enjoyed Astrid’s warmth in her hand, and supported her as he slowly but steadily walked along the path, step by step.
– Crunches…
The door to a space that was vague to call a house opened with a soft metal sound.
What spread out inside the door was a space smaller than the shower room of Leopold’s Crown Prince’s womb.
In that space, Astrid would have eaten, slept, washed and lived alone.
“Ugh, it’s home… “
Astrid walked away, staggering, and she collapsed onto the bed.
And Leopold looked down at it.
To be honest, I can’t stand it any longer.
Leopold approached slowly, looked down at Astrid, and slowly knelt down.
Astrid supporting her body with her arms and looking down, Leopold’s figure was reflected so clearly in her mint green eyes.
Because he was a man, there are things he could know.
Astrid knew all too well how Leopold was looking down on her.
His reason was paralyzed by the alcohol, and his instincts were strengthened by the alcohol.
And Astrid looked up at Leopold lying on the mattress.
Leopold.
Leopold von Einhafen.
A man like that who couldn’t eat each other since the first time we met.
But such a man was now looking down from this close.
Possessiveness, lust, conquest.
As the three writhed together, Astrid couldn’t think of what to say.
His face up close was really good.
Really good.
His breath tickled the tip of his nose to the point where his heart thumped.
Then-
It’s okay isn’t it
Would it be okay
To be honest-
Yes, you are a woman now.
That I have become a woman
The reality he was trying to return to, the original world, was a place that fell far short of his life in Eindhafen.
Do I have to go back to that place?
It didn’t seem like it.
It didn’t seem necessary.
Maybe it’s because I’m drunk with alcohol, but I don’t know if that’s the case.
“… Leopold… “
He held out his hand.
As she held out her hand, the figure of Leopold, who was standing by her mattress and looking down at her with her flushed face, drew closer.
His face like that, as if he had been waiting for it.
Astrid’s long white fingers ran down Leopold’s cheeks.
His skin was too fine to be called a man.
That touch, that feeling, that slipped on his fingers without a single snag.
“Because it’s a dream… “
Would it be okay
“Because it’s a no count… “
He reached out again and wrapped his arms around Leopold’s neck.
“Invalidity… Are you… “
Really Asti, I’m sorry.
I’m really sorry.
But this is a dream
Won’t you do it with a no count… ?
