Constantine came to understand that this must be what they meant by the expression ‘full just from watching someone eat.’

Had she always liked fish this much, or was the taste of fish living near this island different?

Thinking back to meals at the castle, she hadn’t seemed to particularly prefer fish or seafood, so it was curious.

“Ah, that was good.”

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Yes. Today’s fish had a more, how should I say, chewy? That kind of taste compared to yesterday’s.”

“Did you like today’s better?”

“No. They were both delicious. Why is everything so tasty?”

Perhaps it was because of the new environment, or maybe the taste of cooking over direct fire was special.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying the food.”

Whatever the reason, it was good.

Thanks to this, he was able to stay much longer than expected in a space where he could have her completely to himself.

Though he had worried about the bed being hard compared to a proper bed despite the layers of fur, and the bathing conditions of heating water in a kettle over the bonfire being inferior to soaking in a bathtub, food had actually been his biggest concern.

But who would have thought she would eat the grilled fish so well without complaint.

Of course, she didn’t complain much about other things either and didn’t seem dissatisfied.

Satisfied that they could probably stay here just the two of them for several more days without any disturbances, Constantine smiled languidly.

“It really is delicious, um… should I help with anything?”

While she ate two grilled fish, he had already finished four and was cleaning up around them.

“In that state?”

“……”

Though there was a carpet he had laid out near the bonfire so it didn’t matter there, it was obvious the blanket would drag on the ground with even slight movement if she left that area.

“I’m joking. There’s nothing to do.”

He just needs to throw away a few fish bones and skewers over there. There wasn’t really anything to clean up.

“Should I wash up? Want me to heat some water?”

“It’s fine without heating. It’s not cold.”

Knowing it would be complicated to fetch water and wait for it to boil in a kettle over the bonfire, Saena said it was fine.

It really wasn’t very cold either.

However, going to the stream presented the same issue. In this state the blanket would drag, and without the blanket she would be n*ked.

She hesitated a bit, knowing that whenever she went to wash n*ked, Constantine would approach and things would always end urgently back at the cave.

Constantine seemed to see this train of thought somehow and chuckled as he asked Saena.

“Shall we explore the island a bit today?”

“Ah, really?”

“I actually have a place I really want to show you.”

“Great!”

Before bringing her here, he had moved their belongings to the cave and made a fresh round of the entire island.

Though he already knew most places well since he occasionally visited this island when he’s tired of his duties and when he wanted to avoid talking to anyone, he checked again for any potential dangers just in case.

And he discovered a place during that.

“I can wear clothes today then?”

Saena asked playfully.

Was she complaining to the very person who had kept stripping her whenever she tried to put anything on for four days straight?

“Of course. Today we’ll specially need to cover up your beautiful body. Ah…?”

Constantine was smiling and bantering back at her joke when something seemed to occur to him and he added,

“But I have a favor to ask.”

“Yes? What is it?”

“Will you grant it?”

“If… it’s something I can do?”

“Of course it’s something you can do.”

“Then I should do it, right?”

A long smile drew across his face at her agreement.

“It’s nothing much. I’d just like you to wear what I pick out today.”

“Well that’s… alright.”

“You promise?”

“…ye…es?”

Saena, who hadn’t thought much of it at first, felt slightly odd when he repeatedly emphasized the promise.

His expression seemed somewhat strange to her.

Like something between a mix of playfulness and anticipation? There was even a subtle hint of craftiness.

However, she began to doubt whether she had read his expression correctly. To her thinking, craftiness didn’t quite match the current situation.

What could be special about just wearing whatever clothes he picked out.

Saena, who ended up thinking this way, would become very flustered about her promise not long after.

* * *

Inside the cave…

Saena clutched the blanket wrapped around her body like a shield as she stared at something.

It was good that the clothes chest she had wondered how they managed to bring into the cave and when they would ever use it finally had a use.

More precisely, the contents of the clothes chest…

“You look pretty in anything to my eyes, so I picked something that seems comfortable to move in.”

The muslin dress is fine.

The muslin dress isn’t even the issue. Even Saena thought it was appropriately chosen.

The problem was…

“Wh-where did this come from?”

It was because of ‘something’ right next to the muslin dress. Saena’s pupils shook wildly as she stared at it.

“I discovered it when I ordered your luggage to be packed for vacation.”

She thought she had tucked it deep in a corner of the dressing room, so how did he find this?

“May I ask why you abandoned such a nice gift, my wife?”

Constantine had already approached and wrapped his arms around her shoulders as he asked softly.

“Th-that’s…”

“Wouldn’t Lady Ackroyd be disappointed if she knew?”

Yes. That ‘something’ was the l*ngerie Sister Kiki had given as a wedding gift. It was a problematic item that she had covered up as soon as she first saw it, thinking it too risqué, and never opened again.

“The card strongly insisted you show it to your husband, and shouldn’t we honor your friend’s affectionate gift as intended, my wife?”

“…Co-Constantine.”

Saena made a pleading expression with drooping eyebrows.

“I believe you just promised to wear what I picked out?”

“But…”

Constantine’s eyes sparkled while maintaining an especially blue hue today. Though she made her best pitiful face, she somehow doubted he would give in.

“Let’s get you changed and head out. If we leave now, we’ll have just the right time to see something beautiful.”

Ah… right. We were going out!

He didn’t say I had to wear it to show him!

When that thought occurred to her, Saena felt slightly relieved.

“Then, please… step out for a moment.”

“Can’t I stay?”

“No, absolutely not.”

“…But I wanted to watch.”

When Saena desperately pushed at his back, he sighed and said alright before going outside the cave.

Finally free from the blanket’s wrapping, Saena picked up the l*ngerie with trembling hands.

Unfortunately it was a one-piece design with many straps. It seems difficult to put on alone, but she couldn’t ask him for help.

After much struggling, she managed to get it on.

“This feels strange…”

Did I put it on correctly…?

She somehow got it on but it didn’t feel right at all. The straps seemed to dig into her body everywhere they touched and the lace tickled her skin.

“Saya, are you done?”

“Ju-just a moment!”

But there wasn’t time to figure out the exact way to wear it. She felt a sense of panic, knowing he could walk in and see her like this at any moment.

Saena hurriedly began putting on the muslin dress.

The muslin dress was something she often wore comfortably while studying or researching, so she was used to putting it on and taking it off alone. Being familiar with the design, she could put it on in an instant.

“Oh my, you’re already dressed.”

Constantine came back in just as she finished buttoning the last button of the dress.

“Yes yes, I’m done!”

“I came to see if you needed any helping hands…”

His eyes swept over the dress as he spoke playfully. Though he was probably looking for anywhere that needed help, Saena hastily shook her head, feeling like he could somehow see through the dress to what was underneath (though that was impossible).

“I don’t need any. Let’s hurry and go! You said we need to leave at the right time to see somewhere beautiful!”

Saena rushed unnecessarily, afraid he might ask to check if she had put on the undergarments properly.

Constantine smiled knowingly at her thoughts and obediently went outside.

Whoosh–.

As soon as they exited, he summoned Morev and extended his hand to her.

Though riding a Guardian Spirit had felt quite burdensome at first, she had become somewhat used to it now.

It might seem discriminatory, but Yolly was different from Saena’s perspective. Unless it was a dangerous or urgent situation, she couldn’t treat Yolly like a mount and summon him.

Because Yolly was Yuri.