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Vivian Platonis.

For , she was nothing less than a benefactor.

During the dark tis when I was branded as the Hero Killer, she was the one who kindly accepted , despite the harsh treatnt I was destined to receive wherever I went.

There existed a fear that could not be covered even by the affection born from such gratitude.

Perhaps fearing that I, too, might end up like those who died by her hand, I hesitated to approach her rashly.

“Why are you standing like that? Uh, maybe the sll hasn’t completely gone away…?”

“No, it’s not that. But still, to continue being in such attire is, perhaps, problematic…”

Being engulfed in the instincts of a man in such a situation might make it difficult to maintain the necessary distance in our relationship.

Therefore, I must resist.

Even though I haven’t completely shaken off my feelings for her.

“Do you dislike this?”

Did she find my attempt to distance ourselves displeasing?

Vivian, clutching the towel tightly, began to speak with an anxious voice towards .

“…Huh?”

“Well, that’s because I-I’ve been staying in my room all the ti. I’ve put on a lot of weight…”

Vivian, with her arms directed under her chest.

Her ample chest visibly swayed, and a deep cleavage ford, capturing my gaze.

In the deep darkness that seed endless to the naked eye… the mont you let go even slightly, all focus would concentrate there, possibly leading to the loss of reason.

“…Do you really dislike it? This chubby body of mine.”

“No, not at all. I don’t think that way!”

At the end of her unbelievable statent, I quickly gathered my wits and vehently protested.

It wasn’t a lie.

Objectively, it wasn’t that she had put on weight, but that she had developed where it counted.

If only she took care of herself not to look tired and hunched from staying up all night, she could easily be considered a beauty, just like Airi or rilyn.

“I-it’s good. In fact, I prefer it if it’s on the larger side…”

Above all, she was kind and gentle to .

Considering she appreciated everything I did for her and dedicated herself to her research, she was exactly my type based on those aspects alone.

“Do you like it…?”

“…Yes, I like it.”

After revealing my feelings a bit too honestly, I belatedly realized what I had said and felt as though I was choking.

To say I like it in front of a naked woman. Isn’t that essentially harassnt?

“…H-hehe.”

But unlike , who realized I had crossed a line, Vivian showed no sign of feeling burdened by my words.

The smile on her lips and the flush on her cheeks indicated she had taken my words positively.

“So, that’s how it is. n really do like this kind of thing…”

“…Um, excuse , Mr. Housekeeper.”

“Have you ever thought about that while staying with ?”

“Wh-what?”

What kind of thought?

What is she talking about?

“Well… I read it in this book here.”

While I was still puzzled, Vivian swiftly approached a corner of the disordered archive.

Then, she brought forward a book whose cover faintly depicted a man and a woman in an intimate scene.

“n and won… if they like each other, they get physically close, I read…”

The voice she used, while standing in front of that book, was filled with shyness and curiosity.

It was as if the innocence of just becoming aware of sexuality made the moisture that should be hydrating her throat draw into her skin instead.

“No, wait. What are you saying…?”

“With you, Mr. Housekeeper, to touch each other… and then, after that… huhu, hehehe♡”

Swiftly, Vivian moved her hand toward the gap barely concealed by the towel.

Then, her eyes, bearing a peculiar sly smile, began to shift toward .

A gaze filled with blatant anticipation.

“So, you, Mr. Housekeeper… you think so too, right?”

“What… that ans… what exactly…?”

“You said you you like my body. So, that ans… you want to… with , right?”

Step, step.

Vivian approached with trembling steps.

The tremble in her lifted lips indicated that even her inherently passive temperant was being spurred by an impulsive urge.

“Um, Vivian.”

And the target of such an impulse was none other than .

She, who cared not for the strength or authority of others and deed everyone before her as worthless…

…had co to regard as a special individual, unable to forget due to the abilities I possessed.

“I an, I… with you, Mr. Housekeeper, I want to continue being together from now on…”

By the ti I realized this, she had already approached right in front of .

The mont our weary eyes t, I felt my heart tremble violently.

“After all, I’ve been thinking about it all along. More than research, I want to keep being with you, Mr. Housekeeper.”

What should I do in this situation?

Should I suppress this sudden flow rationally and calm her impulses?

Or should I maintain the attitude that I must not go against her mood, leaving everything up to her?

“You, Mr. Housekeeper, you feel the sa, right? Knowing that, you want to keep being with …”

“I’m sorry!!”

A shout uttered before a response could be given.

And then, a body stepping back.

By the ti I realized it and tried to halt my body, it was already too late.

“…Why?”

I had rejected her.

In a situation sufficient for her to realize that fact, Vivian stopped approaching and started to stare at blankly.

“Why are you suddenly apologizing?”

She wasn’t doing anything harmful to .

She was just standing there, asking . So, it might be possible to correct the situation now, but still, I couldn’t bring myself to reach out to her.

“…I’m sorry. I understand your feelings, Vivian, but progressing to that kind of relationship is too much for .”

The reason was simple.

Even though I might be in a position where I had no choice but to follow her wishes.

Even though I held affection for her that couldn’t be erased by such fear, I knew there were things within that must take precedence.

“Why…?”

“…Because I have a lover and a family.”

After coming to this world, I found soone precious to .

Before understanding Vivian’s heart, I had already ford a bond with these people, and I was determined not to let anything break my desire to be with them in the future.

“A lover…?”

“…Yes, they are the most precious people to right now.”

Even after becoming a hero, I felt the thirst because, deep down, I was anxious that it was not enough to fully take responsibility for those people.

Despite feeling overwheld by such a reality, and even though I had made many resolutions to move forward.

How could I recklessly accept the heart of soone who was trembling, unable to handle even ?

“Uh, yeah. Precious people…”

So, even if it endangered my life, I must not cloak those feelings in lies.

As I realized that this was the result of being true to my heart, Vivian stared at with wide-open eyes and spoke quietly.

“Is it so strange that I, a traitor, have business with the Imperial Palace?”

He was the most wanted criminal with the highest bounty in the current empire.

Because he was the leader of ‘Nihil’, an anti-imperialist group.

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