“I’m full.”
“Mhm mhm~ Being able to eat all that is already wonderful, Prince.”
Yelu encouraged him gently, like a thoughtful little wife, spooning the porridge to his lips one bite at a time.
Before long, most of the food in the bowl was gone, and the Prince’s listless complexion had visibly improved quite a bit.
Hehe, he says it tastes bad, but the way he wolfed it down is cuter than anyone’s~
Seeing that the Prince wasn’t eating anymore, Yelu carefully picked up the dirty wooden tray covered in food scraps.
Before heading out, she didn’t forget to remind him: “Prince, don’t move around, okay? I’ll be right back~”
“Okay.”
So obedient!
With the man being this well-behaved, Yelu’s mood naturally improved, and she swayed her tail happily as she walked. She quickly dumped the dishes into the sink, gave them a few casual scrubs, and hurried back.
Just as she returned to the room, before she could even think about how to spend the rest of the time with the Prince, she saw the man she’d been taking care of like a precious treasure for the past several days had gotten out of bed.
Not listening again!
“You can’t, not yet…”
She hesitated mid-sentence.
He stood in the corner of the bedroom searching for something, then raised the holy sword her parents had given Yelu.
“The Brave’s Sword?”
Those nine days and the terrible memories of fighting the Brave. Empty head, nothing in his heart except Miss Yelu, just being happy. This was definitely something she didn’t want to see.
She only wanted the Prince to be happy every day…
Yelu was very flustered, afraid that the Prince staring at this sword would stir up those awful memories of battling the Brave over the past nine days.
“Of course not!”
So she quickly ran over and snatched it from the Prince’s hands.
She achieved her goal, but forgot one thing.
So heavy!
“Ah~”
It dropped!
“Ow!”
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!”
The holy sword landed squarely—right on the Prince’s foot. This was the first time she’d heard him cry out in pain since meeting him.
She felt terrible, and even more heartbroken.
Yelu quickly crouched down and gently rubbed the Prince’s injured toes. Luckily there was no bruising.
Then again, it made sense—how could these cheap, low-grade objects possibly harm the Prince?
Still, she felt awful for hurting something she treasured most…
The Prince didn’t hate her for it.
Instead, he smiled carelessly, scooped her up, wrapped his arms around her, and gently set her down on the edge of the bed in the intimate posture of a princess carry.
Yelu’s lips trembled as she stared at him, moved to the point of tears.
“Ha~”
What an adorable worried expression?
“It’s fine.”
The Prince gently wiped her tears away and sat down beside her.
“An ordinary toy blade can’t hurt me. As for the recent coma—I was actually fine the whole time. I just overexerted myself a bit and was too sleepy to stay awake. But recovering also owes a lot to Miss Yelu.”
“I know Miss Yelu really likes me, so… let’s spend these days together, like a trip to take a break from everything.”
“Huh?”
“For now at least, the Brave is someone I can’t defeat. Handling troublesome matters like that was always the job of those old geezers, nothing to do with me. It just so happened…”
“Honestly, fighting is such a hassle… I don’t want to fight anymore.”
“That’s wonderful… So… where should we travel to?”
“I don’t know. If we’re calling it a trip, then I suppose it’s pregnancy preparation for Miss Yelu?”
When a girl gets pregnant, you have to take care of her, right…
“P-pregnancy preparation!”
Yelu flinched as if the unfamiliar word had burned her. If there hadn’t been no signs in her belly all this time, she might have almost forgotten she was about to become a mother.
Come to think of it, from birth until now—aside from this month being forced to learn all sorts of things about men and women—she’d always focused her mind on raising her strength and escaping her original family. At most, she’d pondered “what’s the meaning of living” and nothing more.
Things had changed way too fast. As a boy, she was actually going to be prepared for pregnancy like a mother?
So how does that work? Wake up early and sleep early every day? Or eat lots of nutritious food for the baby?
“Huh? What’s this?”
Before he could even soothe her, her dear Prince got distracted by something else again. He walked barefoot onto the carpet and picked up the controller she’d carelessly tossed aside.
“Miss Yelu surprises me. You’re so cute, but why is your room full of boys’ stuff? Before I came, I thought the walls would be pink, and there’d be… one or two big plush dolls to hug before sleeping, since that’s how they all are.”
“Ugh… I just… like these…”
“Then next time I’ll gift you things boys like.”
“No, don’t! Gift me cute things instead!”
“People change too, you know.”
“Right, I… I like cute things now…”
“No need, no need! Just gift me cute things!”
“Is that so?”
The holy sword she couldn’t even lift nearly scared her to death. What if in the future he gifted her nothing but things like what her parents had? Compared to that, jewelry and necklaces would hit the spot more, right?
But there was one more thing she was worried about… she didn’t know if the Prince knew or cared that she… was originally a man.
Huh? Why did the Prince turn on the monitor?
When did he do that?
Ah! He can’t do that!
Sure enough, the console was never turned off… The moment the screen lit up, it displayed what was on it before it went to sleep…
Social death!
Her little hobby exposed in front of everyone, Yelu shyly burrowed into the blankets.
“Ahhh~~”
Not even two seconds passed…
“N-no… please~ If we don’t use any protection, then…”
What played through the speakers was a girl’s utterly soft, pleading whimper.
“Shut up!”
“If you’re a man, then lie down properly!”
The male lead was domineering beyond belief. She’d seen this CG countless times. If she guessed right, pressing any button now would…
“Amazing!”
“Amazing!”
[Schlick~]
Yelu is an innocent girl, Yelu is an innocent girl… Sob, biting the bedsheet, her tears silently soaked the fabric.
Please, don’t leave a bad impression on the Prince!
Time reached the afternoon.
Honestly, Yelu never imagined this would be how she and the Prince spent time together.
After waking from a coma, facing the wife who’d taken care of him for so long—shouldn’t he be head-over-heels in love, then entwined together in bed?
Why were the two of them playing games together at night instead?
And they played all day long. Looking out the window, even with the curtains open, light was almost gone from the sky.
On the fluffy, comfortable carpet.
The Prince sat cross-legged, casually leaning his back against the bed.
Yelu curled up in front of him, eyelids heavy and drooping lower and lower.
She rested her head against his rock-hard chest and nuzzled it. She loved it.
After watching the Prince game all day, she was already exhausted. He didn’t even let her play once—but the only perk was…
Being able to taste his saliva anytime? That wasn’t bad either?