"...I'm embarrassed to say this..." "Yes." "...I've never met a man as beautiful as you before..." "Kazuhaine..." "So... from the first time we met... I may have been yearning for you..." "Kazuhaine..." "... Even though I'm unmarried and have never known a man... if I were to have a child... I would like to give birth to this man's child... I can't help thinking of such a shameless... impossible dream..." That was a shocking confession to me. To think that she had thought so much about me without showing it on the surface.
Well, I wouldn't go so far as to say that she hadn't shown it. I had always thought that her shy attitude towards me was because she wasn't used to being around men. "Kazuhaine..."
"…In addition… the only male relative of a similar age was… Lord Eucharlouch… "
As Kazuhaine said, I’m the only male relative of the hero bloodline of a similar age to her.
We should be about ten years apart from anyone else, both older and younger.
"When you say ‘male relatives’… what about non-relatives?"
"…Since I was young… I’ve only ever seen… outstanding male relatives… so I’ve never been attracted to men of other families… not even once…"
Listening to her story carefully, it seems that her affection for me did not suddenly begin now, but that she has always been interested in incestuous marriages. And, although I'm not sure whether this is fortunate or unfortunate, I fit that criteria perfectly.
Except for the fact that we are too closely related by blood.
The BraveLord family is a clan of good-looking men, a natural consequence of having married beautiful wives for generations.
Moreover, although to varying degrees, most of the men are excellent.
Whether it's military strength or intelligence, there is always something they excel in.
The most notable examples of this are me and my brother Claude.
Compared to the others, even we, who are so twisted and misshapen, would probably be in the excellent category.
It's not surprising that other men seem boring to her.
Perhaps it's inevitable that our eyes become more discerning without us even realizing it. "...When I heard that you had returned...my feelings for you...grew deeper..." "May I ask why?" I asked briefly.
"...Most of the ministers seemed to think that you wouldn't returned...You hadn't returned for years...My grandfather, mother, and Lady Nene were the only ones who believed without a doubt that you would return..."
My father and my sister-in-law, Nene, probably thought of it favorably, but Fassone, who is Neal's mother, must have resented me as a nuisance who was getting in the way of her only son's succession to the throne.
Now that I've had sex with both Fassone and her daughter, Kazuhaine, it's really impossible to predict the future. I truly believe that.
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