Chapter 9

Moreover, although he was angry, he did not punish her with cruelty, such as kicking her out of the castle right away or having her eyes gouged out. Emilia assumed that the Archduke was just embarrassed by his vulgar behavior. And, strictly speaking, she was the one who had entered the restricted area. ‘Yes, taste is not a sin.’ As she thought about it, her green eyes twisted in pity.

Calix, who had lost his spirit due to having been labeled as having different tastes from others, felt rather sad. 

“I, I understand everything. It could be.” 

“It’s personal preference. do you understand I don’t know what you’re thinking, ha ha…. not only. This is it. I wasn’t born this way on purpose.” 

For some reason, Calix felt that there was something wrong with his words. However, he thought it was because of the shock of being exposed, or because his accident circuit was broken somewhere. It has to be.

He thought that the maid in front of him was talking to the inverted nipples on his chest. And this, too, was true, but half false. What Emilia, the maid, saw was his nipple. To be more precise, it was a pair of tongs dangling from the top. Even the tongs swayed the same way whenever the Archduke moved, drawing more and more attention to him. Being bitten between tightly closed pincers, it seems that you do not even perceive the pain, the blood rushes that it appears swollen like a bruised strawberry. 

Emilia wondered who could have dared to force the Grand Duke to do such an ugly thing. There was only one culprit capable of such a thing. Her master, Grand Duke Calix Winter. There was no one else in this place except him. If it’s not on purpose, it’s just that the tongs used for washing came flying by chance and got stuck like that. At Calix’s absurd excuse, Emilia, who had pity for him, then her heart went cold again. But what about her? If my master says so, I should know that. To refute the Grand Duke’s words, Emilia was only a maid. A misunderstanding between the two ensued. 

“Oh, yes, I understand. Yes. The tastes of noble and high-ranking people are originally…… well, it can be a little more special.”

 “What is it like? With such disrespectful eyes, be honest, Emilia.”

In the end, she had no choice but to give up pretending not to see his golden eyes as he pressured her. Moreover, as he moved closer step by step, the tongs that were still attached to him with their nipples biting were showing off their presence and stealing Emilia’s gaze. 

“But even if you say so, Go to that breast, no, to the breast, to the teat…, tongs…!”

 ‘It’s over now.’

 In the end, she threw herself away, closing her eyes tightly and cutting herself off from the world.

It was only then that Calix remembered what he had been doing up until now. The tongs were still dangling under him. He was not aware of it because it had become numb before he knew it, beyond the threshold of pain–personal preference–understanding. He seemed to understand now what the maid had said, and what a misunderstanding it was. There was no time to think about what could be worse: he was seen as a pervert who enjoys pain and shame.

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