Naruhito (20)
“So?”
“What?”
“Explanation about the building inside the Royal Castle grounds turning into rubble. Explanation about the injuries of Sekitora and the five members of the Toin family. Father said to come and ask how can he make you forgiven. Without understanding, there can be no judgment. The two researchers had swollen faces, but they said it’s their deserved punishment, so at least that’s not an issue.”
“What about Sekitora?”
“You want me to listen to that idiot’s story?”
“Oh, yes.”
My sitting posture became tiring. Leaning my whole body on the crimson sofa made it difficult to drink my precious mixed juice. But I want to drink it slowly. Ah, it’s delicious.
“Oh, getting tired, huh? Just go ahead and drink it.”
Hiiro skillfully readjusted my position. Haha, it’s delicious~ I’ll drink it little by little.
“Your wife is too cute; I can’t concentrate on the conversation. Put him on the bed.”
“Impossible. He can’t sit alone right now. If I don’t do it like this, he can’t drink the juice.”
“In that state, and with that speed of reaction. Quite terrifying. He’s the fastest here, huh.”
“What’s that? Sekitora seemed to be saying something similar. He asked me what I was plotting with the two strongest soldiers, a hidden doctor and a Combat Doll.”
“I don’t know. Hitachimaru seems to be currently the strongest, followed by Toshitane, who is formerly the strongest. So, you are now the most terrifying one. Adding the fastest to that, it’s natural to be cautious.”
“Who’s the most terrifying? I’m just tired of war and want to spend a relaxing time surrounded by those I like. I didn’t collect them.”
“Gramps is strong.”
Huh? What? Princess Akemi, what’s with that surprised face?
“Grampa is so strong, right? I can’t compete with him at all.”
Hitachimaru, standing behind Hiiro, said. He didn’t look much like a bodyguard because of the casual clothes he wore.
“Is Toshitane still that strong? Or rather, he talks? What’s this, so cute. Come here. Let your brother hold you.”
Princess Akemi was spreading her hands with a great smile. Huh? Why. I looked up at Hiiro, troubled.
“Who’s going to hand him over. I said he’s mine. What do you mean by brother, anyway?”
“He won’t come? Too bad.”
She looks quite similar to Hiiro. Hiiro is much cooler, though.
I’m tired, my body is heavy. This is my limit. I’m exhausted. Even so, the cup I didn’t let go of was taken from my hand and placed on the table.
Yes, there’s one thing I want to ask.
“What does the word ‘wife’ mean?”
I asked while half-dozing.
“That’s the way you address the person you married.”
“Hiiro is my wife?”
Princess Akemi burst into laughter. Hiiro said while holding me in a face-to-face position.
“I’m your husband, Naruhito.”
“Hiiro is my husband.”
Good, I say as I lose consciousness to the large hand that patted my back gently.
Hiiro is my husband.