The Doll and The Prince - v3 Chapter 8 (Patreon)

Naruhito (45)
As I was dozing off in Mutsumine's arms, Hirosue came in.

"Dinner time."

He shook me gently.

"Later."

I answered with my eyes closed, feeling sleepy.

"No."

He said firmly.

"Professor, can you sit on the sofa like that?"
"Sure."

Still in Mutsumine's arms, I was propped up on the sofa, cradled horizontally.

"Look, open your eyes and take a look. It's the first soup I've made."

I tried hard to open my eyes and saw a beautiful yellow soup in front of me. Steam was rising from it.

"I heard you could drink consommé soup before, but you prefer sweet things, right? So I made corn soup. You like it thick, don’t you?"
"Yeah."

It smelled good. Hirosue scooped up some soup with a spoon and blew on it.
Otoha had said to blow on hot things before eating them.
The corn soup he put in my mouth was gently hot, thick, and had a soft sweetness with a slight salty taste.
In short, it was incredibly delicious. It went straight to the top of my delicious food ranking.
Hirosue, who had been watching my face, grinned broadly.

"You want to eat, right?"

Yeah. I nodded big.
The soup he blew on to cool and put in my mouth was really, really tasty. I got full and pleasantly sleepy.

"Alright, you ate it all."

Hirosue said happily, so I was happy too.

"You were of great help, Professor. I didn’t know what to do because I couldn’t hold him and feed him by myself."

Hirosue is a bit small. Although much bigger than me. Before I closed my eyes, I saw a ring hanging from Hirosue’s neck.

"A ring."

I said, half-asleep.

"Oh, yeah. It’s hard to work with it on, so I decided to wear it here."
"Yeah."

Hearing Mutsumine’s voice saying, "Congratulations on your marriage," I felt full of happiness.

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