When she pulled her lips away from his neck, she saw Emmett had turned into a radish. She rolled her eyes to check his pants.

‘Is it going to burst through?’

The front flap hung heavily downward like a pocket full of stones. She had felt it before, but he really was big down there. His front flap bulged so thickly, like an old man with a goiter.

‘Was my groin red that time… perhaps because of his balls?’

The morning after being violated, her groin was a mess of reddish marks. Her butt, which she had checked in the mirror, was the same. If it was all because of those balls, she finally understood.

If she looked once more, the memory might come back. Just as Rosé moistened her lips—

“Mi-Miss Mora, no, Dame Rosé.”

Emmett called her with a somewhat strained voice. His expression looked just like a man facing enemy lines. With his face flushed on top of that, what a strange combination it was.

“May I hear that answer now, the one from back then?”

His large hand carefully brushed her hair back. When her neck, which had been hidden by her hair, was revealed, he slowly caressed the distance from below her ear to between her collarbones.

A pleasant shiver ran through her. Thinking that he had done such insidious things with these hands made her toes curl.

“Sir Emmett, I……”

Sometimes she would tear up when feeling too much, and now was exactly that time. Rosé’s eyes grew moist as she looked up at Emmett.

She appeared momentarily overcome with emotion, but the truth was different.

Her lower region tingled. She was already prepared to be violated by him.

“I like you.”

Trembling eyelashes. A single tear streaming down one cheek. Slightly parted lips. Anyone would see the face of a woman who had just confessed her true feelings.

Of course, no one would know it was because she was anticipating sleep s*x.

“I like you, Sir Emmett. What should I do?”

Especially being violated while those balls slap against me, I like that.

Rosé bit her lip slightly, pretending to be troubled by her feelings. Silly actions like wondering whether to touch his cheek or fall into his arms.

Then Emmett grabbed her wrist that was hovering in the air. His eyes were desperate, seeming to tell her not to run away.

“I like you too. I have been liking you. Rosé.”

“Ah……”

“I want to be your lover.”

Let’s see. The lover position…… Oh, there’s one spot open in Monchen.

Although she was engaged to three men in Bistiman, she had a clean slate in Monchen.

A spot for an S-tier was always open. But first, there was something she needed to confirm.

“But… aren’t you engaged to the Second Princess, Your Highness?”

Rosé squeezed her gradually drying eyes once more, shedding one more tear.

She wasn’t one to talk, having already straddled three legs, but if the other party was a princess, that changed things. If she got marked as a mistress, her palace life would become difficult.

“I settled things with Her Highness the Princess a month ago. And she and I…”

Emmett paused and wiped Rosé’s tear-stained eyes. Though it was just a few drops, to him, it must have seemed like a great wound.

“……We never shared affection. That is, we never did things that lovers do.”

Emmett, who had been biting his lips nervously several times, suddenly lowered his head. Smooch. Soft lips brushed past Rosé’s mouth. He had originally intended to kiss her lips, but due to nervousness, he failed his aim.

“Things like this. We never did them.”

Then, embarrassed, he turned his head away sharply. His reddened left earlobe looked like it had been slapped.

Ah, in short, it had been a political engagement. Rosé burst into laughter inside. She found it amusing how desperately he tried to explain his relationship with the Second Princess.

Perhaps she should reward him with a kiss. Rosé raised her head slightly and kissed his cheek, saying,

“Then let’s date.”

Emmett’s Adam’s apple bobbed again after the surprise kiss. She knew exactly what he was thinking without looking.

‘He’ll come to visit tonight, right?’

If so, she was willing to sleep without panties tonight.

“From today, I am your woman, Sir Emmett.”

Rosé whispered into Emmett’s ear, even adding a breath.

Even he, who had been pretending to be innocent, couldn’t withstand such an attack, and he suddenly kissed her. But he couldn’t insert his tongue, showing the lack of confidence typical of a novice.

She secretly hoped he would strip off his pants and pounce on her, but what could she do about his preference for sleep s*x?

‘Tonight, mmm, take me from behind, Sir Emmett.’

Hoping her inner thoughts would reach him, Rosé sucked on his lower lip for quite some time. With slightly open eyes, she checked the system window floating in the air.

Emmett Bovir (S-tier)

Relationship: Lover

〈SYSTEM〉 Due to the relationship change with ‘Emmett Bovir (S-tier)’, your obtainable ability stats have increased.

Strength 6 → Strength 12

Faith 11 → Faith 22

* * *

— The Commander is currently absent. I believe he went to the training ground, but is it urgent?

Raiden’s steps toward the training ground grew faster. The sound of grinding teeth could be heard from his clenched jaw.

— The Black Cloak, you say? Come to think of it, I think I saw her at the training ground.

When unsettling thoughts settled in, veins bulged on Raiden’s forehead.

Emmett had surely gone to that damned woman again. Would he be touching her body under the pretext of correcting her posture?

Few training grounds had lights on until late at night. From one side of the corridor, light leaked from the Second Division training ground. The moment he opened the gap with his toes to check inside, his face hardened.

“Sir Emmett… mmm, yes, like that. Your tongue……”

“Haah…… Like this, you mean?”

In the middle of the training ground, Emmett and Rosé were kissing while touching each other’s arms and shoulders.

He bit his molars so hard that the sound of teeth clashing and grinding could be heard.

Raiden couldn’t hold back his curses when he saw their tongues intertwining between their joined lips. Finally, he turned his head away, fleeing.

“Damn it!”

He felt an impulse to tear the two apart and a murderous intent to kill them with his own hands. It was a surprisingly vivid emotion.

Suddenly lowering his gaze, he saw his enlarged lower region. Despite his mind being chaotic with anger, lust surged when he imagined the woman moaning beneath Emmett.

The moment he admitted he was aroused by such a wh*re-like woman, his breath caught.

Raiden left the place with quick steps. The smile Rosé had given Emmett wouldn’t leave his mind.

* * *

“They kissed in the training ground, you say.”

“Yes, and Sir Raiden witnessed the scene and returned with an angry face.”

Hmm. Ariel stroked his hair, humming with interest. Reflected in the mirror, he looked perfect except for the dark circles under his eyes.

“Already wagging your tail, Rosé.”

Otrion’s shoulders stiffened at Ariel’s chilling low voice. Though he had only done as instructed, he somehow felt guilty.

“The drug?”

“Ah… I put it in the water as you ordered.”

Otrion, unable to bear it any longer, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

An hour ago, he had secretly entered Rosé’s bedroom and put an unidentified powder in her water bottle.

He wanted to ask what it was, but feeling it would be better not to know, he had silently done as told.

Ariel smiled, pleased about something. It sounded clear like glass marbles rolling on a silver tray, but when Otrion glanced up at his expression, his knees weakened from the coldness.

“A-Are you going out again tonight?”

Otrion, stuffing the sweat-soaked handkerchief into his pocket, asked in a trembling voice.

The Crown Prince often secretly left the palace and headed somewhere. It was usually at night, and perhaps because of this, his handsome face had been growing haggard recently.

Dark circles under his eyes that didn’t suit his fair skin, and cheeks always strangely flushed.

Otrion didn’t know that the maids found this decadent appearance of his attractive.

“Yes. I must punish her for getting marked with another male’s piss.”

Otrion didn’t ask further. He felt he shouldn’t know more.

“By the way, did you send the letters properly?”

“Yes. I received the roster from the instructor in charge and delivered them without missing anyone.”

Otrion swallowed dryly, thinking about what happened during the day. All of Ariel’s eccentric behaviors were things he couldn’t understand. To send such threatening letters to mere third-year students……

The declaration that anyone who defeats the Black Cloak would permanently lose their official knight qualification was like an unexpected bolt of lightning to them.

Otrion couldn’t shake off a terrible thought. Could it be that the Crown Prince was……

‘Planning to kill her.’

Considering the surveillance he had ordered and the command to put drug in her drink, it seemed entirely possible. Sending threatening letters to the students might be a strategy to isolate her.

“I’m leaving now, make sure no one follows me.”

Otrion followed Ariel into the corridor and dismissed each guard one by one.

Finally, watching Ariel mount his horse after leaving the Crown Prince’s Palace, Otrion let out a small sigh.

Please not tonight. Otrion, who secretly admired the heroic tales of the Black Cloak, prayed repeatedly for her safety.

〈End of Volume 5〉