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Nox, too, had an extremely firm and wide chest from his daily sword training as a knight. But Luinel, a magic user like the Tower Master, had equally firm muscles.

Unlike Nox with his pure lily-like qualities, the Crown Prince exuded unmistakable masculine wildness with his sharp, horizontally wide eyes and sturdy build. Perhaps because of this, the firm body she could feel through the Crown Prince’s clothing began to inspire increasingly inappropriate thoughts.

Luinel firmly readjusted his hold on the squirming Evelyn as he entered the Crown Prince’s palace.

“Welcome back, Your High… I see you’ve brought a cat today.”

The head servant, who had been waiting at the entrance for Luinel’s return, murmured with a distant look in his eyes.

“Bring bandages and medicine. And tell the royal physician to examine this cat when he returns to duty tomorrow.”

“The royal physician exists to treat Your Highness, not animals… Very well.”

The head servant, who had served the Crown Prince for many years, wore an expression of complete surrender. Thus, Evelyn, cradled in the arms of the animal-loving Luinel, successfully gained entry into the Crown Prince’s office within the palace.

[Congratulations! You have successfully completed the sub-quest “Infiltrate the Crown Prince’s Palace.”]

[As a reward, you have received the meeting event with the Crown Prince and the fourth main quest “Treat the Crown Prince’s Chronic Illness.”]

The Crown Prince, born with the most powerful magical power in royal history, suffers from periodic magical seizures as a chronic illness. Heal the Crown Prince’s magical seizures by joining bodies with him. However, if your [Relationship] skill proficiency is low, you will need to join bodies regularly to delay the symptoms of the seizures. If you succeed in treating the Crown Prince, you will gain increased affection from the Crown Prince and receive an accessory with special functions as a reward. If you fail, conquering the Crown Prince will be impossible.

So basically, she needed to join bodies with the Crown Prince one way or another to treat this so-called magical seizure illness. In the original game, even when the Crown Prince’s life was in danger from magical seizures, he fiercely rejected Evelyn’s attempts to treat him.

It wasn’t for nothing that users complained, “It’s clearly an 18+ game, but you can’t do anything with the male leads.” In fact, besides Nox, users who successfully had experiences with other male leads were few enough to count on one hand. Especially the Crown Prince before her, who was inherently suspicious of all humans.

‘Surely he doesn’t have some kind of human allergy.’

Such a ridiculous thought crossed her mind because the Crown Prince disliked even conversing with anyone except the very few people he cared about. So how could joining bodies be possible?

While she had somehow managed with Nox as a physical healer, recklessly offering her body to the Crown Prince might get her beheaded. Therefore, her only option was to diligently observe Luinel in cat form and gather information.

Although there was a 24-hour time constraint, she planned to extract as much information as possible about the Crown Prince before returning to the Grand Temple.

‘I’ll be moving to the palace soon anyway.’

Gathering various information might allow her to naturally start with a heart-to-heart conversation with the Crown Prince. So today, she would diligently follow the Crown Prince around.

…That was her determined plan as she clutched her injured front paw, but contrary to her resolution, Luinel spent his time in a surprisingly static manner. It had been three hours since he sat in perfect posture at his office desk, handling official duties.

Due to Luinel’s unwavering posture as he processed documents, Evelyn was getting cramps throughout her body.

‘Wow. I’m dying of boredom.’

This was the first time she felt such boredom since being trapped in the game after accidentally opening that email. At the Grand Temple, she’d had no time to be bored, constantly joining bodies with Nox at all hours. Sitting on Luinel’s lap, feeling like she was being forced into a vow of silence, she was getting antsy.

As drowsiness kept washing over her and Evelyn shook her head repeatedly, a low chuckle accompanied a tickling touch on the crown of her head. That touch made her spine quiver unexpectedly. It was because her body, appropriately sensitive as the female protagonist of an adult reverse harem game, was responding to his touch.

“Sleep if you’re tired. No one will say anything.”

“Meow.”

“You seem very bored. Shall we go for a short walk? There’s a garden near the Crown Prince’s palace. Don’t worry, there are no flowers harmful to cats.”

“Meow!”

Luinel put down the document he was reading with a smirk as the cat Evelyn sprang up eagerly upon hearing those words. His arms, filled with muscles that looked ready to burst, securely lifted her as she swished her tail.

And a moment later, Evelyn was momentarily entranced by the splendid garden scene before her. The garden, accessible only to the imperial family, was filled with roses of various colors right from the entrance. Noticing that Evelyn couldn’t take her eyes off the roses lining the garden, Luinel added a quiet explanation.

“This is the garden my late mother cherished. Originally, she managed this place, but now I take care of it.”

A dusty longing passed over Luinel’s face as the sunset light fell across it. Evelyn, who had been quietly looking up at his distant eyes that seemed to be gazing at far-off memories rather than the scene before him, stretched out her two front paws.

Tap. Her snow-white cotton-like front paw touched his cheek, which had been sinking into old memories.

His purple eyes, which had been losing focus, trembled at her touch.

“Meooow.” (It’s really pretty here.)

“You really are a strange cat, the more I look at you. It seems like you understand everything I say. Is this why cats are called spiritual beings?”

“Meow, meooow?”

Inwardly startled, Evelyn tilted her head repeatedly, pretending to be an innocent cat who knew nothing. It would be troublesome if Luinel somehow discovered her true identity. The hint of suspicion that had been about to bloom in Luinel’s eyes quickly faded at the sight of her clear eyes looking up at him innocently.

“Well. That’s a ridiculous thought.”

Smirking as if his own idea was absurd, Luinel gently scratched under her chin. Evelyn’s spine quivered once more. If she had been in her human body, her womanhood might have already been soaking wet.

“It looks like it’s going to rain soon, so let’s head back.”

Did he have some kind of weather sensor installed somewhere in his body? The warm orange light that had filled the garden until just now had completely disappeared. Dark clouds gathered overhead as they both looked up at the sky.

‘It would be troublesome if it actually rains.’

The maid outfit she had carefully hidden in a corner of the alley would get completely soaked. She should try to escape from the Crown Prince’s palace before that happened, but the problem was that Luinel seemed to have no intention of letting her go.

This time, Luinel brought her not to his office but to his bedroom, taking her to a table set with an appetizing meal. It seemed excessively simple for a meal fit for the Crown Prince of a nation, but Luinel didn’t seem to mind.

Moreover, next to the table was a small bowl containing boiled egg yolk and unseasoned cooked chicken.

‘Surely that’s not my dinner.’

Be careful what you wish for. Luinel set her down in front of the small bowl and personally tore the chicken into bite-sized pieces for her.

“Eat plenty. I’d like to call you by name, but I have no way of knowing what it is, so I’m not sure what to call you.”

“Meow, meow.”

After meowing firmly as if to say she didn’t care what he called her, Evelyn, conscious of Luinel’s gaze watching her, buried her face in the food bowl. Then a large, rough hand patted the crown of her head as if to say “good job.” Seeing Evelyn shrink at the pleasure shooting through her spine, Luinel, misunderstanding that she was frightened, softened his voice even more.

“Tomorrow, I’ll have healthier food prepared, so be satisfied with this for today.”

“Meow.”

“And while you’re staying here, your name will be Charles.”

“Meooow.”

Evelyn, who didn’t care about names either way, meowed as she chewed the completely unseasoned chicken.