Chapter 12

The incident this morning made me so angry, I decided to sleep on the edge of the bed, facing the wall.

He called out to me, but I pretended to sleep and ignored him.

You ate so much, you shouldn’t give me that kind of attitude, should you?

When I was lying down in a daze, it was morning before I knew it.

The next day, the knights were busy talking about the dealers coming over soon.

It’s their only chance to get cigarettes, alcohol, sweets, and other things so they’re probably really excited.

I didn’t have anything to buy in particular, so I was working in the infirmary as scheduled.

I don’t smoke and I’m not good at drinking.

I look like I’m ‘good at drinking’ from the outside though.

I don’t hate the taste itself, but my body’s constitution can’t seem to digest alcohol.

As I returned to my room that day, Caesar was drinking alcohol. It was a rare sight.

I suppose he got it from the dealers today.

As I hid behind something to change my clothes, he called me.

“I have alcohol, would you like to drink some?”

I was at a loss, but I don’t mind having just a little bit. I’m in the room and if I get drunk, I can go to bed right away.

“Then, just a little…”

The alcohol was made from sweet grapevine.

It’s easy to drink as I’m not a heavy drinker, but he sure likes sweet things…

As we drank while facing each other, Caesar took something out of his pocket.

“I’m giving this…to Lord Louie.”

“…? You’re giving it to me?”

It’s a small box.

It’s been wrapped modestly

“Because the merchant had such things as well today.”

When I opened it, there was a gold anklet inside.

It’s not very flashy, but it’s finely crafted and it can be seen as something expensive.

“That…thank you for the apple pie. I had a bad attitude at that time, I’m sorry”

“Eh…”

“It’s cause I heard that you made it…for Tarta…”

Caesar said while brushing up his hair.

“I thought you were ogling Tarta even though we…tsk…sleep together so much…”

“O-ogling! I only baked a pastry!”

“I know! It’s just, that guy is similar to the previous deputy chief, Harith…”

I-it is true that Tarta has a similar atmosphere to Harith though.

So what?

Caesar sighed and scratched his head.

“……Sorry. It was my favorite snack, so I thought it was for me…”

If you say that while looking away from me…

U-uu…

My heart skipped a beat just now…

He’s not wrong, it’s something I made for Caesar.

However, I didn’t know what to say.

This awkward silence, I gripped the wine glass and swirled it.

My face turned red.

“…Mn.”

This is bad. This is easy to drink, but the alcohol percentage seems quite high…?

I’m feeling light-headed.

“…Is Lord Louie a light drinker, by any chance?”

“Ah…Y-yes…I like the taste though…”

He put his arm around my waist and took me to bed.

‘He’s sitting on the edge of the bed and, hm?’ As I was thinking so, he grabbed my ankle.

“Lord…Caesar…?”

“I’d like to use this.”

It seems like he’s putting on the golden anklet I received from him earlier.

It fits perfectly and looks great on my slender ankle…I guess.

Caesar is staring at my ankle.

I don’t really mind, but if he stares at it so much, it’s somehow embarrassing…

“Ah-”

As I was in a daze, I suddenly felt a tongue run up my ankle.

And just like that, his tongue moved up to my calf.

Perhaps I thought that my pants were in the way, but I quickly took them off so I was only wearing the top of my sleepwear.

Since the hem is long, I figured that it barely hid the important places…

Since the light is still on, the shame strangely stirs me up.

“Ngh…”

I was embraced tightly and received a kiss. He was going to slip his tongue in, so I obediently opened my mouth.

He’s good at kissing as usual, so hateful.

Our tongues were sticking closely, rubbing against each other, making my voice come out.

My junior was soft, but Caesar’s was hot and stiff, stimulating my butt.

He was ecstatic from the start…

This man’s foreplay is quite long. Especially his devotion to my chest, I can’t stop him from touching it anymore.

It’s so hard, isn’t it tough to hold it in…

I reached my hand out to touch his swollen dick without thinking.

“Mn!”

I could hear Caesar swallow his breath.

He pulled my waist closer, this is becoming somewhat enjoyable.

As I traced him from bottom to top, stimulating him, watching him jump and tremble was interesting.

It was the intoxication from the alcohol, the fluffy feeling snatched away his reasoning.