*
“What? Ann-chan was Princess Anrius…?!”
After the honeymoon period ended, Iorite was found to be pregnant.
Although her stomach was still flat, Iorite felt at least a little relieved to finally be free from Mark’s “daily sex-filled routine.”
For three months after their wedding night, Iorite continued to be in Mark’s arms.
“Well, after all that time, it’s inevitable that she’ll get pregnant,” was the gossip that Mark’s family and maids were all saying, but Iorite was unaware of it because she was holed up in her room (or rather, Mark wouldn’t let her come out).
When I finally stepped outside, the season had changed.
Furthermore, when Mark told Iorite that “Princess Anrius has requested a meeting with you,” Iorite was terrified, thinking, “Wait, is this finally going to be a hellish scene…!?”, but the person who showed up at the mansion was none other than her best friend from her school days, “Ann-chan.” Yes, the best friend with whom she had stopped corresponding.
In fact, Princess Anrius had disguised herself and was attending the same school as Iorite, hiding her identity. Having been raised in an overprotective environment by her parents and older brother, she felt it was dangerous for her to not know the outside world, and she also wanted to have proper friends.
Although she was happy to have made a close friend in Iorite, she was lonely when Iorite returned to her territory. Although they continued to correspond with each other, she wondered if Iorite was doing well, so she asked her cousin Mark to go and check on Iorite. To her surprise, Mark fell in love with Iorite at first sight.
Mark asked him to subtly promote himself to Iorite, but Iorite paid no attention to Mark.
He had written to me saying, “He’s so far above the clouds I could never like him – it’s unrealistic,” so when I told him that, Marc was quite shocked.
My cousin is called the “Lone Wolf Knight,” but in reality he just hates people. He has been chased by both men and women since he was a child because of his good looks, which has caused him to keep people away from him. I couldn’t believe that my cousin was my first love, but I guess he never expected to be rejected. I laughed at him for being so conceited.
From then on, even though they were both of the same sex, Mark became jealous and interfered, saying, “It’s not fair to exchange letters with Iorite!”, and the correspondence ceased.
It was Henrius himself who spread the rumor that he and Mark were in a relationship.
She had thought that it was harassment, and that at the very least she wanted Iorite to misunderstand and reject her in a spectacular fashion! So it was fine up until the point where Iorite misunderstood it as a “contract marriage”, but Mark “understood” it with his own eyes, so the plan ended in failure.
Moreover, after that, I got a lot of scolding from Mark and my family. My brothers told me, “Leave Mark alone and you won’t be cursed,” and Mark’s siege of Iorite was fierce.
If there was talk of an engagement proposal for Iorite, Mark would have ruined it from the start, calling it off before the news reached Riverside. In order to gain the power to make this possible, Mark worked hard at his job and quickly got promoted.
She was always on the lookout for any signs of a man in the vicinity, and while Iorite was relaxing in the countryside, Mark was steadily making preparations for his wedding.
But thanks to that, he was able to see his best friend again. Since Iorite was living in the royal capital after marrying Mark, he would be able to see her often from now on. He had also thoughtfully purchased a villa in a quiet location for Iorite, who didn’t like big cities.
I think my cousin has a very intense personality and I don’t think he would make a good marriage partner. However, when I saw my best friend’s cheerful smile, I realized that my fears were unfounded.
Although it seems odd and irritating that Marc is at the girls’ night out, her best friend seems happy after learning the truth that Marc just loves her, so all’s well that ends well.
Marc Seasold was an extreme misogynist.
During his childhood, he was described as “like an angel”, and it seems he inherited the blood of his grandmother, who was praised as a peerless beauty, with pale skin, round eyes, and plump cheeks – a cuteness that captivates everyone who sees him. So people of all ages, from adults to children, gathered around him, and although he himself thought it was just “a lot of people”, he was praised for being so cute. He was so cute that he was almost kidnapped several times, and he was under guard until he was seven years old.
But as he grew older, his height increased, and his face changed, his reputation changed from “cute” to “good looking.” Girls started chasing him.
I didn’t mind, but he followed me around all the time, he called out to me wherever I went, it was hard to turn down invitations for dates or tea parties, and his high-pitched voice was so annoying and I was getting a little fed up with it.
Once he had gained that knowledge, Mark was sent to receive intimate training to produce an heir. The teacher was a widow of an aristocrat who was said to be an expert in intimate training and had given instruction to many sons, but this only intensified Mark’s hatred of women.
The teacher politely greeted us with “I will do my best,” but then she suddenly tried to put the how-to’s of having a baby into practice, rather than just giving us a lecture.
Without any further ado, the teacher pushed Mark down, roughly stripped him of his clothes, took his underdeveloped penis into his mouth, and played with his body as he pleased.
There was no way I could get an erection in that kind of rape situation, but the teacher was desperately trying to force Mark’s floppy penis into her honeypot. It was the look of a demon.
Mark screamed, then vomited in the teacher’s face, and was bedridden with a fever for three days and nights.
She was a highly regarded teacher, but she lost her rationality, turned into a female panther, and tortured Mark, and was later exiled from the country after paying compensation to Mark.
However, this did nothing to heal Mark’s heart, and he began to distance himself from the women who approached him after that.
Even after I entered puberty, I never felt any interest in the opposite sex or any desire to date them.
He did not refuse those who came to him in despair, saying “I am filthy…”, nor did he just release his pent up sexual desire in any way he wanted; of course he did not go to brothels; rather, he believed in the impermanence of all things, and by training his body he cast off such worldly desires.
Even when he reached marriageable age, Marc declared, “I have no interest in getting married,” and his family was also put off by that. However, they could not force him, as he had been raped, even if it was an attempted rape, and was left physically and mentally scarred.
The only person of the opposite sex that he was close to was his cousin, Princess Anrius, and although they never met alone, he volunteered to be her escort to evening parties. That way, he wouldn’t be asked out by other women, and it gave him an excuse to turn them down. No matter what, he wouldn’t think he could win against the princess, so Anrius was of great use as a breakwater.
And then Henrius asked Marc to go and check on his best friend.
Although they exchange letters, it seems she is concerned about the well-being of her friends who she lost touch with after graduating.
“Why should I have to do that?” I refused, but
“You’re the only one who’s free at the moment.”
He was sent here against his will. Indeed, a friendly group from a neighboring country was currently staying there, and the surrounding area seemed busy. At this time, Mark was already known as the “Lone Wolf Knight” and had gained fame. Also, he had received a week’s holiday as a reward for apprehending a thug the other day.
Marc reluctantly went to Riverside, where Anrius’s best friend lives. However, Riverside is a very rural area, with endless rice fields and mountains as far as the eye can see.
The people of the territory wore simple clothes and seemed to make a living mainly from farming, but Mark, who was born and raised in the city, was shocked by the disparity in wealth between them and the royal capital.
And then he was even more shocked when he found Anrius’ best friend… “Iorite.”
Iorite was wearing a patchwork dress…or rather a light dress, with a dirty apron and muddy boots.
Yet Iorite was smiling happily as she carried firewood with the children of the people of the domain. Despite being a noble, she was doing manual labor.
When one of the children fell into a rice field with a step, Iorite went down to the field without hesitation and scooped up the muddy child to help him. He didn’t hesitate to get his clothes dirty with mud.
“John fell again!”
“Ueeeen!”
“There, there. It’s okay. It was scary.”
“IosisterYou’re being too spoiled.”
“That’s right. You can’t get strong unless you pull yourself up.”
“Uhh…”
“But John is only eight years old, so we’ll give him a break, okay?”
As she looked at her child with a smile, Iorite looked just like the Virgin Mary.
That’s what Mark had later on.
And at that moment, Mark fell in love with Iorite.
In the royal capital, there were only girls who wore flashy dresses, sprayed perfume so lavishly that it made their noses curl, and cared only about fashion and fashion, with no interest in anything but the glitz of appearances. That’s what he thought most girls were like, so Mark was captivated by Iorite, who was completely different.
Iorite was beautiful, brimming with vitality as she worked in the fields without worrying about sunburn or UV rays, ran around at full speed with the children, and didn’t care about bugs or animals.
Mark continued to observe Iorite during the three days he stayed at Riverside.
*
Mark immediately returned to the royal capital and told his parents that he wanted to marry Iorite.
His parents were happy that Mark, who hated women, had suddenly changed his mind, but the woman was the daughter of a minor noble family called Riverside. Their family status was not commensurate, and there was no benefit to being related by blood, so they did not immediately agree.
He also asked Anrius if he could recommend him to Iorite, but he was refused, saying, “What a pain.” He was shocked to hear that Iorite had no interest in him at all, but he did not give up.
If there was talk of an engagement proposal to Iorite, she would get hold of the information beforehand and call it off before it reached Riverside. She also thoroughly checked to make sure there were no other men around.
While he was trying to persuade his parents, Mark would make time to visit Riverside to keep an eye on Iorite. Today, Iorite was spreading cow dung fertilizer on the fields.
Mark couldn’t have been happier just staring at Iorite without speaking to her. People call that stalking, but there was no one to tell Mark the truth.
Mark, who had finally lost patience, declared once again that “If I cannot marry Iorite, I will remain single for the rest of my life,” which caused Mark’s parents to worry again. As soon as Mark said, “I will think about it once I get promoted at work, and stop being obsessed with women,” he quickly rose to the position of Commander of the Knights of the Second Corps, whose main job is to guard the royal family. It was an exceptional speed of promotion. His parents were even more surprised by how serious he was about it.
Mark worked all night to earn money for Iorite’s dowry and wedding expenses. He saved up money because he knew Riverside probably didn’t have that kind of money and he didn’t want his parents to oppose him for that reason. Even when he found out Riverside was in financial trouble, he earned the money himself to provide a loan. Mark worked hard to create a situation where his parents couldn’t say no.
They also purchased a mansion in a quiet residential area for Iorite, who doesn’t like hustle and bustle.
Thanks to their son’s thorough behind-the-scenes work, his parents finally gave in and gave their consent for the marriage.
Next, I sent a messenger to propose marriage to Iorite herself, but the messenger came back with a message saying, “Maybe it was delivered to the wrong place?”
No way, this time Mark himself went to Riverside. The Riverside family was flustered by Mark’s appearance, but it was cute to see them panicking with similar faces. I think Iorite in particular would not hurt his eyes. Rather than glaring at him, I even fantasized about him becoming even smaller and being able to carry him in his pocket.
And with Iorite’s consent, Mark decided to marry her.
Because it was a once in a lifetime event, the wedding was extravagant, and Marc made all the arrangements.
How beautiful Iorite looked in her bridal attire. He could not even allow another man to see her beauty.
I wanted to chase them all outside, but I held back because the King was there.
I didn’t invite Anrius to the wedding because I thought he would say, “Come on, you’ve got to be careful!”
At this time, Mark had heard nothing but Iorite and was unaware that rumors were circulating that he and Anrius were lovers.
And on the long-awaited wedding night, when they went to the couple’s bedroom, Iorite was about to go to sleep.
Though she was wearing a negligee, her bare skin was visible through it, and the pink peaks of her breasts were in full view, and at the moment Mark saw that, his string of reason snapped in an instant.
It was my first time having sex with a woman, but I somehow managed to figure out the procedure.
I instinctively shook my hips, but every time Iorite squeezed my vagina, my penis got hard and I couldn’t stop. I felt like I had turned into a beast, but every time I thrust into Iorite from behind, it felt so good I couldn’t control myself, so being a beast or whatever was okay.
Another day, I had Iorite lick my dick.
As Iorite licked him with her small mouth pursed, looking up at him with teary eyes, a sense of guilt and elation suddenly washed over him, and he was troubled. So he reached out and started to stir Iorite’s pussy, and inserted the dick that Iorite had just licked, and she moaned with pleasure, making his dick get hard again. She thrust up and shook, making her breasts shake, so he couldn’t help but lick and suck her nipples, and when she squeezed his dick tightly, he couldn’t take it anymore and spit out his semen. Still, his dick got hard again when he saw Iorite, so he was troubled, worried that his dick might have broken, and he started to move his hips again.
*
One day, Iorite said something strange.
“Excuse me, but does your husband have a lover?”
“teeth?”
Bang!
“Huh?!”
Bang bang!
Slurp slurp
“Lover? Are you talking about Iorite? Iorite is both your lover and your wife.”
“Ah…Ah! Ah! Wait! Hey, stop…! Ah, ah!”
“See, this is Iorite’s favorite place.”
“Ahhh! Not there! Ahh, ahh, … ahh, ahhh.”
“As her boyfriend, lover and husband, I know very well what Iorite likes about her as her lover and wife.”
“Ahh! Ah ah! That’s not it… Ah, ah, your husband’s lover is ah…! Ah! Then…”
“You’re panting so cute, Iorite. Let me hear that voice some more.”
“Ahh! Ahh! Ahh… I’m gonna come…!”
“Oh, this is unbearable.”
Iorite was trembling and seemed to have come. So next, Iorite wanted to make him come too, so Mark slammed his hips into her hard.
*
It was only after Iorite became pregnant that she herself asked, “Isn’t Princess Anrius your husband’s lover?”
Up until then, I had been holding Iorite every day, and there were no signs of pregnancy, so I wondered if it was her, but I continued to hold her anyway.
Then when it turned out that she was really pregnant, they couldn’t force her so sex was put on hold and the couple finally had a proper conversation.
She looked at me with concern about my relationship with Anrius, so I explained to her that “it’s absolutely not possible and it’s not possible.” I told her that Anrius was my cousin, that I had no romantic feelings for him, that he was just a womanizer, and that I only had eyes for Iorite.
I thought I had made her understand how much I loved her, but maybe it wasn’t enough. I took out my dick and asked her to lick it.
How can I convey these feelings? I’ve expressed them in words, but I wonder if Iorite has really understood them.
When she tried to talk to Henrius about it, he responded coldly, saying “I don’t know anything about it, don’t disturb the girls’ night out,” and her parents also told her, “You shouldn’t force Iorite to do anything, it’s an important time in her life,” so she had no one else to talk to, and so she decided to write a letter.
He wrote down all his feelings and it took up over a hundred pages of paper, but when Iorite received it, she smiled like the sun and said, “I won’t get bored until I’ve finished reading it.” Mark realized that this was what happiness was all about.
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