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Happiness and suffering of Usamegane.
Rabisha’s Point of View
I was completely exhausted from the shame play caused by the novel I wrote, that I had to go to see if Hilda had made it… the smell made me realize that the operation had been a success.
I was glad to see my brother looking happy. Hilda's grandfather might disagree, but with my brother's earnestness and patience, he would be fine.
More than that, the problem at hand was "The Ice Prince and the White Rabbit!” story. My mate is so cool that I have a lot of stories to tell. But now that the novel’s existence is known… I am seriously thinking about what to do.

“Usamegane sensei, what’s troubling you?”

When I was in a daze at the Rosenberg residence, Rinka-chan spoke to me.

“Actually…”

When I told her what was bothering me, she looked like she was about to cry.

“It would be the world's loss if I couldn't read your works! I'm going to go talk to Alphage-sama directly!”

“You don't have to!"

If it was Rinka-chan, Alphage-sama would probably end up teasing her. I stopped Rinka-chan in a hurry.

“I, personally, really like the story… of The Ice Prince and the White Rabbit. How do I say this… it’s overflowing with love, and reading it makes me feel happy. So please don’t stop for the sake of your fans!”

I was happy. To hear someone say that my writing made them happy. I was surprised yesterday when many women told me they were my fans.

“... Yeah. I will write.”

I have a lot to write about.

“I will be awaiting your new work!”

Thus, with renewed determination, "The Ice Prince and the White Rabbit" was to continue. However, I would later learn that I had consulted the wrong person this time.

“Rabisha, what are you writing?”

“Pyui!?”

“... Ahh, sorry. I won’t bother you.”

Huh? Normally, he would say things like… “Are you writing a story about me again? Let me see.” or “This is making me jealous… why don’t you care for the real thing instead of a story?”... Although feeling a little unsatisfied, I planned to continue writing, but…

“Ah, am I bothering you?”

“... I will come back later.”

“How long do you think it will take you to finish?"

Weird.

Alphage-sama stopped messing around with me while I was writing. Since when? I thought about checking, but he hasn't been avoiding me. He was flirting with me as usual. The only time he didn’t bother me was when I was writing. Well, he hasn't teased me about my novel since then. However, the only person I can think of who could make Alphage-sama change his behavior is Ojousama.

“Alphage-sama, you have stopped teasing me while I'm writing lately, haven't you?”

“... Would you like to be teased?”

“......... If it’s only a little.”

I told him honestly, embarrassed, and he sighed.

“You are so cute, geez.”

“Pyui.”

“Cute, cute, cute.”

“Pyuiiii, not the eeeears.”

I struggled but was held and my weak point, my ears, were chomped on, which made me lose strength, and the close contact made me pheromone intoxicated. However, I asked Alphage-sama once again while I was out of breath. This time, he had no choice but to tell me.

“Well, your work really is loved so much… Miss Rinka brought your fans and raided my office.”

“......... What?”

My head spun… no, I heard what he said, I just refused to understand it.

“She threatened me to surprise me next time by teaming up by the madams of great nobles if I interfere with your writing.”

“Ehhhhh!?”

“As far as I know, many of your fans are in the anti-monarchy faction… if we are not careful, it could lead to a coup d'état or something, so I had to… hold back."

“Alphage-sama…”

“I'm going back to my study abroad place soon, and I wanted to be with you as much as possible before I leave again... I never thought I was such a coward.”

Moe. I couldn’t have enough of the wryly smiling Alphage-sama.
If I tell him quietly… that should be fine, right? I whispered in his ear.

“... I love you, Alphage.”

“!?”

Alphage-sama held his ear and turned red. That's so rare. Even though I was pheromone-drunk, I recovered by seeing his bashful face.

“Rabisha!!”

It was very exciting.
And, at the Rosenberg residence. Ojousama was standing in a daunting pose with Rinka-chan kneeling before her.
This is what happened when I reported to Ojousama. Rinka-chan looked like a sinner.

“I have no regrets in my rotten girl life! Even if I die, freedom of BL will never die!"

I could tell that she had no regrets.

“Rinka… if you handled this poorly, you might have been all executed for disrespect."

“... Eh?”

“Because of your involvement, there was a possibility that people could have died. Do you still have no regrets?"

As if teaching a child, Ojousama explained the unreasonable reality of the aristocratic system and status difference. Rinka-chan seemed to understand, and this time she was disheartened.

“And so, how did it all start?”

“You see…”

I told her that I had been shamed for a novel I had written based on Alphage-sama's model. Miss, your face is cramping, isn’t it?

“I am so sorry!”

Then she got down on her knees. It was Ojousama who exposed the novel. She said that he couldn't easily believe that I liked Alphage-sama, so she made him read it. In other words, Alphage-sama knew about the novel since… that time?

“Ojousama you fooool!!”

I sulked for a while. I settled for a fruit tart, pudding with cream, and a month's supply of baked goods (made by Ojousama, of course).
If it weren't for Ojousama, my father and brother would have been executed, and I would have been an orphan, but the Ojousama never takes advantage of us.
I'm not really angry, Ojousama. I was just happy that you take such a good care of me.
This much is acceptable, isn't it?

Next chapter: Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen - Chapter 386

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