Dain’s eyes, looking down at Rosé, shone like those of a madman.

“Are you planning to give your p*ssy to someone else besides me?”

“Dain… Ugh, what are you talking about?”

“Isn’t it obvious? You give your p*ssy to other guys besides me. I only eat your p*ssy, but you take any c*ck, don’t you?”

Dain laughed hollowly as if he knew everything. His cold expression made Rosé tear up involuntarily.

“If you hate it so much, let’s break up!”

But she shouldn’t have said those words.

Rosé immediately regretted her words when she saw Dain’s face turn pale. His already pale skin, from not getting any sunlight, now looked as white as tofu.

“D-Dain…?”

At that moment, a large tear fell from the corner of Dain’s right eye. As he blinked in surprise, countless tears fell rapidly.

“Ah, Miss Rosé, I… I…”

Dain hurriedly wiped the tear marks from his cheeks with the back of his hand, then knelt on both knees with a dazed expression.

“I’m sorry. Miss Rosé, I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”

Dain clung to Rosé’s legs as if they were his lifeline and begged.

“You can sleep with other men. Sleep with anyone, just don’t abandon me. I made a mistake. Rosé, you’re not completely mine yet, but I… I was mistaken. I’ll watch if you want to sleep with someone else. Just don’t break up with me… please…”

Even if she rolled around with other men in front of him, he could endure it. As long as he didn’t lose her, as long as he could hold her in his arms.

“D-Dain. I misspoke. I didn’t mean it. Dain…”

Rosé, not knowing what to do, gently shook his shoulder. His body was as stiff as a rock, showing how shocked he was.

He cried for a long time, then sniffled and looked up at Rosé. Seeing his bloodshot eyes made Rosé’s heart sink.

“Dain…”

She knew he was a sensitive person, yet she still said they should break up. No matter how angry she was, she shouldn’t have said that.

Dain stared quietly at the regretful Rosé, then asked her with a now calm face.

“Then… we’re not breaking up, right?”

Rosé, not noticing how quickly his complexion had returned to normal, nodded vigorously.

“We’re not breaking up. We won’t break up.”

“Really?”

“Yes, absolutely.”

When Rosé firmly shook her head, Dain finally stood up slowly.

Rosé placed her hand on her chest and exhaled the breath she had been holding.

“Dain, I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have said that so easily…”

“Then will you promise me something?”

Promise?

Rosé looked bewildered as Dain walked to the desk. He rummaged through the desk drawer for a while before returning to Rosé.

“Dain, what’s this…?”

“It’s a contract, Miss Rosé.”

What Dain shyly handed over was a parchment with 〈Conditional Marriage Contract〉 written in large letters. At the bottom, it even had the imperial seal proving its legal effect.

To get a seal like this, he must have gone to the court…?

“While you were away, I also visited Montipane where my father is. The place is full of legal documents like this, so it wasn’t hard to get one.”

Dain explained the contract to Rosé as if it were no big deal.

“It’s a conditional contract that will be renewed as a marriage certificate if we don’t break up after a year.”

Rosé read the contract with confused eyes.

Mandatory s*x at least ten times a week, refusal allowed only once a month if not desired, no lying to each other, no divorce for 93 years, no separation for 61 years, reconciliation through s*xual relations within three days after a fight, unconditional acceptance of each other’s s*xual preferences, at least two children… Wait, wasn’t he supposed to be infertile?

However, recognizing ‘Dain Hindley’s’ infertility as a critical factor that could harm the marriage, it is agreed that ‘Rosé Mora’ can have s*xual relations with other men even after marriage.

Rosé’s mouth dropped open at the absurd clause written in small print under the marriage conditions.

Ignoring the specific number of times for s*x and the oddly detailed years of possible divorce and separation, this ridiculously obscene clause was just…

“Dain. What… what does this mean?”

“Oh, that.”

Dain laughed heartily and added an explanation without a care.

“It’s because I’m the eldest son, Miss Rosé. I don’t intend to inherit the title, but my father thinks differently. So I’m sorry, but it seems we need to have children.”

“No, that’s not the issue. Dain, this is…”

“Oh, did I make it too vague? Then how about using one of my brothers for fertilization…”

“Dain, your brother!”

“Well, that way, the child will somewhat resemble me. Of course, any child you bear will be cute, regardless of whose sperm it is…”

Unbelievable. He was serious. He genuinely wanted her to have a child with his brother to resemble him.

‘I knew he was crazy, but I didn’t think he was this crazy…’

“Don’t feel pressured, Miss Rosé. It’s just a condition.”

Dain pointed to the last sentence of the contract with a bitter smile.

This contract will be established on the premise that ‘Dain Hindley’ and ‘Rosé Mora’ do not break up one year from the contract date.

“Everything is your choice, Miss Rosé.”

Dain lowered his eyebrows as if he were respecting her choice, but in reality, it was just another part of his scheme.

The contract would automatically be established as long as they didn’t break up.

‘As long as I don’t break up with her, that’s all that matters. Poor Rosé.’

Dain hid his sinister intentions behind a kind smile as he looked at the naive Rosé who asking, “Really…?”

“Of course. Miss Rosé. If you don’t want to marry me a year from now, I’ll give up cleanly.”

Cleanly?

Dain held back a mocking laugh and forced a friendly smile.

‘If you say you want to break up then, you’ll be severing ties with the world, my foolish Rosé.’

In fact, he almost did that earlier. The moment she mentioned breaking up, Dain subconsciously thought of the opium and rope in the drawer.

He would drug her and kidnap her, then imprison her in his family’s home in Montipane.

His father, who had once imprisoned his mother, would understand and support his son’s abnormal obsession. The basement room where his mother was once confined seemed still usable.

Dain covered his twitching lips with his hand to hide his grin.

Meanwhile, Rosé was holding the unfair contract tightly and mouthing words.

‘The continent will be destroyed in a year anyway. It doesn’t matter, does it?’

A year from today, which would be three years since she possessed this body. In other words, whatever contract she made would be null and void. Rosé finally felt relieved and relaxed her grip.

“Alright, Dain.”

“Then, Miss Rosé…”

“I’ll sign it.”

Might as well sign and boost my stats.

A bright smile spread across Rosé’s face, showing no sign of any sense of crisis.

“There, done!”

Dain, overwhelmed with emotion, received the signed contract from Rosé and buried his face in the parchment.

Ah, the scent of Rosé’s touch.

Thinking about making excuses to enforce the contract’s effect in a year made Dain’s lower half twitch.

“I’ll do my best to win your heart over the next year. I swear on the Hindley name.”

“Ahaha…”

Rosé forced a smile at Dain, who held her hand tightly and showered it with kisses.

In a year, the tower would appear, and they would naturally part ways, but for now, it was better to go along with him.

“I’m really looking forward to it…”

“Me too, Rosé. I’ll make you the happiest wife in the empire.”

Dain Hindley (S-tier)
Relationship: Engaged

〈SYSTEM〉 As a result of the relationship change with ‘Dain Hindley (S-tier)’, the obtainable stats have increased.
Sensuality 14 → Sensuality 21
Intelligence 20 → Intelligence 30

‘I’m already happy.’

A year was nothing. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that she could max out her stats and ascend the tower in six months.

This isn’t the time for this. To conquer the tower, she needed the appropriate weapons.

Rosé slowly pushed away from Dain’s suffocatingly tight embrace and spoke.

“Ugh, Dain. Actually, I have a favor to ask. Do you have time now?”

“A favor from you to me?”

Dain, seemingly quite surprised, easily moved away with little force. Rosé nodded and took out a d*ldo with a durability of 2 from her bag.

“Rosé, you don’t mean…”

Dain’s eyes became slightly moist.

“Is this why you’ve been rejecting me…?”

Dain couldn’t hide his sadness at the sight of the imposing d*ldo, which could easily be mistaken for a club. Despite knowing better, he began comparing the d*ldo to his own member in his mind.

Length, roughly similar.

Girth, mine is thicker.

gl*ns, mine is better.

Base, mine is more monstrous.

Color, this is…

“Why is the d*ldo glowing, Rosé!”

He could beat everything else. But the color, that dazzling, mysterious glow! Damn it!

‘Was my ogre c*ck not enough!’

Dain was utterly defeated.

His ugly c*ck, with bulging veins branching out like twigs, couldn’t compare to the dazzlingly beautiful d*ldo.

With that, he understood why she had rejected him. No woman would choose a c*ck over that d*ldo.

“No… I must amend the contract…”

Dain hurriedly searched his lab coat pocket for a pen. He needed to add a new clause prohibiting the use of dildos in their marriage conditions…!

“Dain! Calm down! It’s not a d*ldo; it’s a weapon!”

“What? What do you mean…”

Dain, about to scribble with the pen, looked at Rosé with a face that said, ‘What kind of nonsense is that?’

Though she had used it as a d*ldo once, it was ultimately a weapon, so it wasn’t a lie.

Rosé fidgeted with her hands and then shouted, “This… this is a glass stone that grew in the shape of a d*ldo!”

Dain’s eyes grew even wider than when he first saw the d*ldo. Then he narrowed his eyes and asked in a serious voice,

“A glass stone… does that mean it’s a material for the Sword of Asker?”

The Sword of Asker…?

— Have you been to Blue Rock?

— Of course, I went there. But I couldn’t enter as long as the Sword of Asker is there.

Podrick’s words about the ‘Sword of Asker’ came to mind.

“Dain. Do you know about the Sword of Asker?”

“Of course. It’s the famous sword in Moir, used by your father.”

“A famous sword?”

“Ah, yes. It’s made in Moir, with much speculation and rumor about what it’s made of… Miss Rosé? Did you not know?”

Rosé’s heart sank at Dain’s matter-of-fact answer.

“Dain. By my father… you mean Lian Mora, right?”

“Yes. Lian Mora. The one who conquered the Tower of Chaos.”

Dain anxiously watched Rosé’s pale face, worried he might have misspoken.

He hadn’t considered that she might be Lian’s hidden child. Could he have hurt her feelings?

“It’s a famous sword, but it’s understandable if you didn’t know. People are reluctant to talk about him now…”

Oh no, another slip of the tongue. Dain hastily cleared his throat.