Chapter 174 â Unexpected Situation (1)
Not all new couples may experience this, but for the majority, thereâs an expression âincredibly lovey-dovey, as if overflowing with sweetnessâ. If youâve been in a long-term relationship, it might be different, but usually, this term is used to describe the fun of getting to know each otherâs previously unknown sides in a relationship.
Just like Marie and me before, my palace life with Cecily was similar. The only difference was that with Marie we spent a short honeymoon at my mansion, while Cecily seemed to be together with me at all times throughout the vacation.
In fact, Marie and I were only engaged, so itâs a bit ambiguous to call it a honeymoon. The same goes for Cecily; she is not in a formally bound relationship with me like Marie.
However, we cherished and cared for each other so much during that time, almost as if we were on our honeymoon. When we were in the prime of our passion, just locking eyes would lead us to the bedroom, and even when that wasnât the case, we spent much time embracing each other.
Unlike Marie, Cecily sought emotional stability even though she enjoyed pleasure. On the first night, due to the evil cycle, she preferred pleasure more, but from the next day on, she focused on just being with me.
Because of this, she found satisfaction in just hugging. The problem is that her large breasts pressed against me, making it hard to resist.
Anyway, while Marie awakened to her sexual desires, Cecily was pursuing emotional connection. It felt like their positions should be switched.
âSo, when compared to Marie, who enjoys it more, you or me?â
âOh my, I canât answer such a question.â
I pinched Cecilyâs cheek playfully and scolded her, asking a mischievous question. I know itâs just a joke, but I avoid sensitive questions.
Currently, the two of us were enjoying a date in the gardens inside the palace. However, we took a moment to rest and found a quiet spot.
After settling down, I made a pillow out of Cecilyâs slightly plump thigh and comfortably lay down. The sensation of her soft thigh reached my head through her clothes.
âHehe, was I too mischievous?â
Cecily asked, lightly grabbing my hand as I pinched her cheek. As she held my hand, I immediately let go and smoothed her cheek.
When I gently caressed her cheek with affection, she leaned her face into my touch as if to savor it more. The soft feeling of her cheek was vividly transmitted through my hand.
As I mentioned before, Cecily particularly enjoyed physical affection. We didnât necessarily have to be in a passionate relationship; she valued our connection above all else.
Just knowing that she can feel my presence brings peace to her heart, or so Iâd like to believe. Thanks to this, I once again realized that sheâs deeply in love with me.
Originally, I thought she was devoted to me because Iâm a well-known writer in the Xenonâs Biography, but over time, Cecily became more precious to me, like Marie.
While gently touching her cheek, I moved my face to see her expression. However, there were two large masses of fat blocking my view.
They were big enough that even when I shifted position, it was difficult to see Cecilyâs face. Her bust was impressively large.
âDidnât she say if she canât be able to see her feet by looking down?â
It was a familiar concern that even Marie had complained of. Especially when going down the stairs, as she couldnât see the bottom, she had to carefully descend, which also worried Cecily. And in this position, a thigh pillow, her face was practically invisible.
She had given up her lower field of vision.
âCan you see my face?â
In response to my question, Cecily made a puzzled sound and slowly lowered her upper body. Naturally, her large breasts also moved toward my face.
Anticipating what would happen next, I closed my eyes slowly.
Eventually, Cecily buried my face with her chest. A different kind of tranquility came through the sensation, even through her black dress.
How many seconds passed like that? Cecily belatedly realized what she had done and pulled her upper body back hastily.
âI-Iâm sorry! Are you okay? Did you feel suffocated?â
âDonât worry. I knew this would happen, so I held my breath.â
âWhat? This guy, reallyâŚâ
In response to my teasing reply, Cecily grumbled in a way that suggested she had noticed I was intentionally being provocative. A faint laugh escaped her lips on its own.
Even after we became lovers, she always knew how to playfully tease me, so I wanted to play with her at least once. However, I soon realized that I couldnât outwit Cecily when it came to playfulness.
âHow about it? Want to play around again?â
Cecily leaned her upper body down, full of intention. Caught off guard, I found myself pinned between two large mounds, and I could only squirm helplessly. It felt like I might suffocate if this continued, so I urgently tapped her arm. Reacting to my desperate response, she let out a mischievous chuckle and lifted her lowered upper body.
âIf Isaac wants more, I can do it, butâŚâ
She said with a sly smile as she placed her hand on my chest and, discreetly, slowly moved it downward, reaching my abdomen. Just as her hand was about to go lower, I quickly grabbed her wrist.
Due to her breasts blocking my view, I couldnât see Cecilyâs expression, but I expected she might be disappointed.
âNo, we canât. We need to hold back in public. You never know if someone might see.â
âCouldnât we use magic to hide ourselves?â
It seemed that Cecily wanted a different kind of rapport. However, I now had to decline. Since I had gone through all the trouble of gaining divine power from Mora, I couldnât waste it.
I slowly stood up from Cecilyâs lap and faced her directly. She had her lips pouted, expressing her dissatisfaction. If she were an ordinary human woman, it would have taken some time to console her, but Cecily was a demon.
For demons, there is one special way to soothe them.
That is to pet her horns. As I reached out my hand and stroked her horns, her expression immediately softened. Then she leaned her face against my chest.
It was like a cat being pampered, and I responded with a gentle smile, continuing to caress her horns.
I might have explained this long ago, so I donât remember, but horns have no feeling capabilities. Even if they break, you would only register the fact that theyâre broken and donât feel any pain. By the way, broken horns will grow back in just a day.
However, to demons, âhornsâ are like a symbol of the devil. To lovingly stroke those horns implies that even if they were to become a devil, you would still ardently love them.
Itâs a romantic tradition that can only be found in demons who have endured pain for many years.
It was somewhat subtle to use horns, which contain such a beautiful culture, as âhandles.â But I heard from Cecily that they were originally used for such a purpose. I gazed down at Cecily, who leaned against my chest and purred like a cat. Enjoying the sensation of touching the horn with her eyes closed, focusing despite not feeling it.
âHaah⌠Isaacâs scent⌠I really like itâŚâ
âI want to stay like this forever. Just like this, forever.â
Cecilyâs voice grew even huskier as she smelled me. Looking at it, I saw that it was filled with black.
It is certain that the cycle of evil, when inner evil overflows, is separate from sexual desire. I let her head fall from my bosom before it went farther.
Even when I pushed her away, Cecily looked at me with moist eyes. It seemed like she was filled with the feeling that she shouldnât be too impudent.
âItâs different seeing her like this.â
If Marieâs unique lively personality stimulates my heart, this side of Cecily has a calmness to it, like throwing a stone into a quiet lake, causing ripples that resonate deeply in my heart.
I gently exhaled a deep sigh as Cecily, begging with her index finger on her lips, rushed towards me. Who could refuse such a plea? With my arms wide open, I invited her.
She held me tightly, burying her face in my chest as if she never wanted to let go.
Unlike moments ago, simply touching her horn seemed insufficient. As I slowly stroked her back, I could feel her warmth.
âShe loves me this much, but when I dieâŚâ
Suddenly, an unhappy vision of her future crossed my mind. I am a mortal human, while she is an immortal demon. Due to the limits of my lifespan, even if I grow old and die, she will continue to exist as she is. Can she bear such sadness?
One of the biggest reasons why demons become devils is the death of their beloved. Demons can control rage, but not sorrow.
ââŚI should create countless cherished memories for her.â
As I mentioned to her, rather than regrets, I should fill her life with fond memories. Will that make her less sorrowful? Slowly closing my eyes, I savored the delicate body of Cecily.
I wished time would stand still at that moment, but alas, time refuses to stop. For a while, we embraced each other, finding solace, until we faced each other again.
Cecily looked at me with a radiant smile, filled with happiness like the colors of the world.
âIâve always told you, but my body and heart are all yours. So, you can do as you please. Got it?â
Cecily said affectionate words, placing her hand on my cheek. It wasnât an empty promise; she was always ready to dedicate herself entirely to me. At first, I thought it was only because I was the author of Xenonâs Biography, but now, itâs not just that.
She was preparing to devote herself to who I am as a person. A woman I couldnât help but fall for in a different way than Marie. I smiled and quietly replied.
âI feel a bit guilty just taking. Noona, donât you want anything?â
âAre you offering the position of a first wife?â
I may have fallen deeply for Cecily, but my love for Marie has not cooled down. Moreover, I canât help feeling sorry for Marie, who is probably working on her own thesis in the studio right now.
As I spoke with a hint of bitterness and a forced smile, Cecily chuckled lightly. Then, with her usual playful demeanor, she said.
âJust kidding. The first wife position should be given to Marie. The fact that I could be with you is all thanks to Marieâs generosity.â
âThank you. For giving it to her.â
âWhatâs there to thank for? I should be the one thanking you. Cheer up.â
Saying so, Cecily lightly kissed me. Her adorable charm made me burst into a chuckle.
âStill, Iâm curious sometimes. What if I had realized that you are Xenon a little earlier?â
âWell, honestly, nothing would have changed. Marie liked me even before she knew I was Xenon.â
âReally? Well, I guess thereâs nothing we can do about it then. I should just get rid of my greed.â
If Marie had heard this, she might not have been pleased. It was partly a joke, but it seemed like she was pushing Marie away and aiming for the seat next to him.
Of course, given Cecilyâs personality, she wouldnât do that. If she had wanted to push her away, she would have done it a long time ago.
They both knew that compromising with each other was the best option. However, the need to reconcile their feelings for each other remained unchanged.
âDonât say such things in front of Marie if you can help it. Once suspicion takes root, it grows endlessly.â
âIâm aware of that. But should we still be cautious? If Marieâs affection for Isaac wanes, Iâll swoop in and take him. And intentionally raise jealousy.â
Marieâs jealous figure⌠just imagining it made him feel affectionate and endearing. He wanted to rush over and give her a tight hug right away.
But really, would Marieâs affection for him wane? He doubted it. Cecily would faithfully play the role of preventing such a situation. The reverse was also true.
On second thought, thinking like this was quite philandering. Nevertheless, I should get used to it; otherwise, I might end up in a situation where nothing works out.
âIt seems like a good idea⌠Iâll have to look into it slowly. Itâs not like my affection will fade away immediately.â
âBy the way, I can swear that my feelings for Isaac wonât change. Without Isaac, life feels empty.â
âIf you already feel this way, what does it matter later?â
âI should console myself by looking at Isaacâs child. Or maybe I should look at the child born between Isaac and me?â
âCecily, are you scheming something?â
Cecily smiled shyly at my admiring words. Then, she put both hands on my cheeks and asked eagerly.
âNext evil cycle, canât we do it without contraception?â
Still, what canât be done canât be done.
When I firmly rejected her, Cecily made a pouty face but quickly brought up another question.
âHow about the illustration? Canât we have an illustration? We agreed on that from the beginning.â
âWith the current situation, itâs complicated. It might harm you for no reason. What if thereâs a demon that resembles Lilith more than you?â
Everyone probably knows, but in Xenonâs Biography, Lilith was the character based on Cecily.
So, as part of improving my drawing skills, I had plans to include illustrations in the story. However, due to the current situation, I had to temporarily suspend that idea.
As Xenonâs Biography was somewhat treated as a prophecy, adding illustrations could lead to unforeseen consequences. It might even cause harm to those who could be perceived as potential culprits in the future, facing persecution. It might sound like an extreme thought, but given the times we live in, itâs entirely possible.
âAlright, I understand. So, you wonât include any illustrations at all?â
âMaybe not entirely. By the end, the misunderstandings should be cleared up. Iâm thinking of adding them around that time. The same goes for other characters, not just for Lilith.â
âWhen will it be completed? The story seems to be just starting to build up.â
âWe still have a long way to go. It will take at least half a year, I guess?â
She was a demon. A demon who perceived even a year as a short period. Half a year could pass without her noticing.
âWell, for now, thatâs the plan. As long as nothing major happens, it should take about half a year. Since Iâve been appointed as a recommended student, I have plenty of time.â
âWhat kind of major incidents could happen?â
âNothing serious⌠just thinking about possible delays in the serialization.â
âWhat do you mean by delays?â
âI might get seriously injured, for example. Even if everything else is fine, if my hands are injured, thereâs no way to avoid a delay in the serialization.â
Cecily hesitated with her words, as if she had made up her mind, she nodded her head. Then, with a determined, fiery gaze, she looked at me and opened her mouth to speak in a solemn tone.
âIf anyone hurts Isaac, they will pay with their life.â
âOh, it wonât come to thatâŚâ
I didnât even finish my sentence before Cecily shook her head from side to side. She clasped my right hand with both of hers and spoke to me with a serious expression.
âYou used this hand to save our race, so itâs only right. And itâs not just me, others would think the same way too.â
âMost of all, if the man I love gets hurt, Iâll be in even more pain. Though I might not always be by his side, Iâll make sure revenge is carried out thoroughly.â
Itâs reassuring to hear these words from Cecily, who was destined to be the next Queen of Helium. She claimed she could blow up mountains with just a few gestures, so revenge would be a piece of cake. But what I truly appreciate is her mindset. Who wouldnât be captivated by someone like her?
Filled with determination, I gazed into Cecilyâs red eyes and couldnât help but smile. Cecily responded to my smile with a smile of her own.
âThank you, Noona. It feels comforting when you say that.â
âDonât thank me. If youâre really grateful, take off your pants.â
âIâm teasing you. I put up the barrier, so you can relax.â
âSigh. I got it. I got it.â
The fire in Cecilyâs heart seemed to burn as intensely in the daytime as it did at night.
In a dark space where not even a single ray of light could penetrate, two men faced each other around a round table. The darkness enveloped them, making it impossible to discern their features, but despite that, they exchanged words in a familiar manner.
âHereâs the letter for today. The boss seems to consider it quite important, as he sent it from home.â
As one man placed a simple piece of paper on the table, the other man gazed at it intently. Although nothing was visible in the darkness, his golden eyes shone brightly. Like a predatorâs eyes gleaming in the dark night, his eyes emitted an intense light.
As the man with the letter attempted to hand it over, the recipient suddenly cleared his throat. The man with the golden eyes hesitated before taking the letter, and then slowly raised his head to meet the courierâs gaze. After a momentary exchange of glances, the courier placed his hand on the table.
âBy the way, howâs life these days? Your daughter joined a prestigious Knightsâ Order, right?â
The messenger habitually tapped the table with his finger as he inquired about the recent updates.
The man with golden eyes, seemingly unaffected, replied.
âNo news yet. And what about you? Howâs your son doing?â
âHe must be struggling by now. Unfortunately, he doesnât have much talent.â
The messenger answered with a series of tapping sounds on the table.
Even while responding, his fingers continued to drum on the table, but soon, they came to a halt. The man with golden eyes shrugged and carefully placed the letter handed to him by the messenger into his pocket. It was about time to leave.
âAnyway, Iâm always thankful. It must be bothersome to do this for me.â
âWhatâs there to be thankful for? I owe you a lot. Besides, itâs not entirely unenjoyable.â
âYou always say that, but your temperament is quite peculiar. Iâll be going now.â
âTake care of yourself.â
The man with golden eyes stood up and briskly walked away. As he disappeared, the messenger also got up suddenly.
âI might not be able to do this for a while.â
The mumbling man scratched his head.
On the other hand, the man who received the letter from him, the man with golden eyesâŚ
âHe is being pursued by elves. It doesnât seem like good news.â
The person who received signals not through words but through their fingers was on their way back home, deducing the signals they had sent.
âItâs fortunate that Isaac isnât in the mansion, if he were, it would have been a big problem. For now, I can handle it from my side.â
A lion with red hair began to lure the hyenas. The problem wasâŚ
ââŚIsaac? And Princess Cecily? Why are they suddenly in the mansion?â
âWe thought it wouldnât be good to be only in Helium. We also came to see Fatherâs face.â
âHello, Baron Hawk. Oh, should I call you Father-in-law now?â
Unexpected situations could occur at any time.