"It's cold and feels very good. Thank you, Lady Richeli, for doing this for me."

"Just call me Richeli."

"Richeli... Then call me Luna."

A knock echoed, followed by the door opening. Zinon, expressionless, looked straight at me.

"Zinon."

"I called the healer. Let's go."

"Ah, Prince Zinon!"

Ignoring the towel sliding from her forehead, Luna Maria sat up from the bed and cried out softly.

"Um, um... I'm sorry. I've been causing you trouble since the first day of school... Thank you so much for being so kind to me."

Glancing at Luna Maria, who was squeezing out those words with a red face despite her high fever, Zinon quickly looked away.

Zinon, silent for a while, pulled me up by my arm.

"Zinon..."

I gave Zinon a discerning look. What about saying something? She's apologising and thanking you.

Zinon sighed lightly and opened his mouth.

"I told her to move to another room later. A room for students here just became available."

Luna Maria and I looked at Zinon in surprise.

Urged to leave again, I left Luna Maria's room.

Leaving behind Luna Maria, who was confused but flushed with fever, her expression softened like a blooming flower as she gazed at Zinon.

In the carriage on the way home.

While staring at the city of the capital lit by streetlights outside the window.

I remembered the room where Luna Maria had been until a moment ago.

Maybe she was given a different private room because of money?

I wonder if she's been feeling uncomfortable...

Zinon, as aloof as ever, noticed Luna Maria's treatment and immediately took care of it.

Luna Maria looked happy. I'm sure she was worried that Zinon hated her because of what happened on the first day.

This could be an opportunity for the two of them to thaw and get closer gradually.

If Luna Maria becomes involved with one of the target characters, such a lovely girl wouldn't have to struggle with anxiety to revive her baronial house.

What if Luna Maria chose Zinon...?

Suddenly,

Zinon, sitting next to me, hugged me tightly from behind with his warm body.

Pulling my chin close, Zinon pressed his hot lips to mine, and I looked up at him.

"Hey?"

"Hmm...?"

In between kisses, those clear blue eyes peeked through the gaps of his blonde bangs, looking down at me.

"Hey, if you fall in love with someone, tell me right away."

"...Eh...?"

"While I'm still your fiancée, don't do this with anyone else... If you fall in love with someone, Zinon, tell me right away."

"...Huh?"

***

Smooch... smooch... smooch...

"...Mm...ah...haa..."

The carriage arrived at the Duke's mansion.

Zinon took my hand and pulled me into my room in no time.

He sat heavily on the sofa, pulling me close.

I positioned on Zinon's lap, facing him, the back of the head supported so I could look down at him.

His hot tongue slipped into my mouth as if prying open my lips.

"...Ah...mm...ah..."

When he strokes my upper jaw with the tip of his tongue, it tickles and my heart races, causing me to utter a strange voice.

"Ticklish?"

"Mm..."

His fingers slid through my hair, pressing my body hard against his chest, causing my br3@sts to bounce against his body.

Watching my embarrassed movements, Zinon's deep blue eyes were heated and very masculine.

A hard object, hot and erect between my straddled legs, was th4ust against me through the fabric, making my heart pound.

Loosely, the parts touching each other in the vibrations of the kiss rub together.

Zinon's thing hits me. It's unbearable that it's touching and rubbing against mine. It's getting so hot and throbbing down there.

Zinon's fingertips, combing through my platinum blonde hair, descended and gently stroked my nape.

"Ah...!"

A pleasant tingling runs from the spot he touched, causing me to writhe uncontrollably.

A strange voice escapes me.

Despite that, Zinon's soft lips continue to press against my neck, changing places and angles, one after another.

Every time my heart races, a strong pleasure runs through me, resonating hotly even in my honey pot, making my throat arch back.

"Don't...! Stop...!"

"Stop? But you seem to be enjoying it."

"No, don't... do that..."

"Do what? What are you talking about...?"

With a sigh, Zinon doesn't stop toying with my neck with his lips, up and down.

The silky golden hair also tickles the surface of my skin, pushing me to the edge with Zinon's primal instincts.

While desperately hiding the shivering sensation running from my back to between my legs, I plead breathlessly.

I have to tell him no. I have to tell him to stop. My body's getting hotter and hotter.

"Don't... do... such... naughty things..."

Then, Zinon chuckled seductively.

"Naughty? Naughty things like... this?"

As he spoke, he licked up my collarbone with a wet tongue and slid his hips to let me feel the full length of the hot, hard thing between my legs.

The presence of his large, thick, and long member is forcibly made known, and my body trembles with embarrassment as my cheeks burn hotly.

The presence of his large, thick, and long member is forcibly made known, causing my cheeks to burn with embarrassment and my body to tremble.

"Ah...! ...Mm...!"

The pleasure resonates deep within my chest, causing my body to flutter.

"Do you feel it...?"

A sweet, low voice I had never heard before whispers in my ear, mixed with his breath.

"Ah...!"

No.

No, it feels too good; I'm getting weird.

Smooch... smooch... smooch...

Zinon repeatedly plants soft kisses on my chest, neck, and ear.

Each time, my body shivers with a tingling pleasure.

"Do you like it...?"

"Mm..."

I can't stand it anymore and nod vigorously.

"I feel good too. It feels really good just being like this with you."

Every time he whispers sweetly, my heart flutters, and my honey pot becomes unbearable.

The hot throbbing, the warm honey oozing from within me, I can feel it all.

"No... I'm going crazy."

"It's okay. It feels good, I'm going crazy too."

Despite my ragged breathing, I shake my head at Zinon, meeting his gaze in protest.

"Zinon, this is for magic power replenishment, right...? Yet, you're doing such... naughty things..."

"Why? I want to. I want to do more, lots more... naughty things with you."

He whispers these heart-pounding words against my skin, tracing my lips with his, licking me with his wet tongue.

After all these first-time experiences, my heart is going crazy.