7. Those who laugh at my single status are just jealous
With the addition of Queen Louise IV, the two “all-expenses-paid” travel vouchers I had with Kephiel might just turn into “public funds for feasting.” Not only was our accommodation a luxurious hotel on the top floor with skylights, offering a view of most of Glamorgan Castle’s nightscape, but also, because the queen was staying with us, we were completely protected by the Great Empire’s patrol team, so we didn’t have to worry about safety at all.
The only regret was that, since the surrounding rooms were all occupied by patrol team members, the large, round bed in my room, which looked perfect for various poses, would probably not have the chance to experience the “vibrating and rotating function” with Kephiel. I… I didn’t want to think about it! You have to understand that I only accepted the queen’s rather suspicious travel invitation to find an opportunity to ask her about the fairy clues in the script! Yet, this troublesome queen kept tormenting me with her words about “super sensual swimwear”…
Moreover, this kind of daydreaming had reached an unbearable level, especially after a sleepless night…
The next day, the queen, ready for “Day One of the Trip,” led our group straight to the main event—the seaside.
At this moment, it was noon, at the most famous amusement spot within Glamorgan Castle—the beach and shore of the inner sea. The climate in Glamorgan Castle was indeed perfect for a “vacation,” and while everyone in Rosia was still on winter break, here it was already sunny enough to play in the water. As the saying goes: swimsuits and scarves flutter together, and maidens play in the water in unison. The beach, the sand, beautiful maidens, swimsuits, bare feet, big and white—indeed, a place like this should be the eternal “benefit” of the script.
The queen and Kephiel were changing clothes, and as a male, I could just throw on a pair of shorts, but… my silly standing there exuded a “single dog” aura that quickly attracted the ridicule of passersby on the beach. After all, most of the people enjoying the beach were couples, and in this sweet atmosphere, the sudden appearance of a “single dog” was bound to draw attention.
“Hey, look over there, that person looks like a dog~”
[O’Keefe is mocked by couples.]
I immediately felt a wave of teasing gazes, with a few voices even loud enough to reach my ears.
“Isn’t it? A kid like him, lacking any manly charm, is definitely not going to find a girlfriend, and now he’s just hoping to strike it lucky here. How pathetic. Should we go have some fun with that kid and make him look foolish?”
If it weren’t for the need to maintain my image, I would really like to learn from those old brothers of the Rosian Empire and give a middle finger along with a “suka bilet” as a retort.
Hmph! Whether or not one has masculinity isn’t determined by mere words. And to make me look foolish? You’ll soon find out who the real fool is!
I glanced at the script, then turned around to look at the few figures in the distance that had already begun to attract attention.
[Kephiel appears in her swimsuit.]
Ha! Stinky little brother, comparing wives with me!? I, Oujili, may not excel at anything, but when it comes to wives, I’m definitely number one! Tell me, is there anything in this world more beautiful and captivating than the “protagonist” in the script!?
As my gaze fell upon her, the moment Kephiel’s bare feet touched the sand, the surrounding men’s eyes betrayed their mouths, honestly fixating on her.
With her silver hair tied up, revealing her fair neck; Kephiel still retained that youthful shyness, which led her to avoid styles that would expose too much. The icy blue lace around her chest and waist reassured her, and I breathed a sigh of relief as well—after all, I’m a man, and men are all honest creatures who tend to get jealous. But even with this somewhat “girlish” style, the attention Kephiel drew was certainly not comparable to those who mocked me for being single.
The appearance of such a “beautiful girl” who could capture everyone’s attention naturally attracted the attention of the typical beachside villains—the notorious pickup artist group. However, before those frivolous playboys could approach Kephiel, they were scared off by the two Schwarzenegger-like figures in sunglasses following her.
Trying to hit on a “young lady” who obviously has bodyguards is just asking for trouble; it seems there’s always been such a saying among the pickup artist group. They even brought along some human-sized Gundam patrol members to chase away the flies—clearly, the queen was quite serious about this.
As for that couple who had just openly mocked me, they were no longer laughing. The man’s honest gaze towards Kephiel directly drew the couple’s dissatisfaction, and now he was getting a beating! Then…
When Kephiel came directly to my side, it seemed even more people were left dumbfounded.
Kephiel blinked her eyes, curiously and joyfully sizing me up from head to toe.
“Divine priest, why do you look like you’re about to ascend to heaven?”
That’s because my face and dignity as a man, Oujili, had just experienced an absolute elevation at that moment.
“N-no, it’s nothing, don’t pay too much attention.”
My gaze instinctively fell on Kephiel, and the moment our eyes met, she seemed to realize something and quickly lowered her head, tensing her body, clearly waiting for something.
I knew what to say in such moments without even looking at the script, but when it came time to speak, I found my own innocent tongue starting to tie itself in knots.
“Very… very perfect, I’m a bit worried.”
Kephiel’s little face immediately turned bright red, and even the two Schwarzenegger team members began to blush and scratch their chins. What are you two rough men blushing for? Haven’t you seen others in love!?
“With the patrol team here, you basically don’t have to worry about trouble. So… is it okay?”
Gathering her courage, Kephiel lifted her head, and as I took in her youthful face and body, I felt my head and mouth becoming a bit irrational.
I am immensely grateful to the queen for giving Kephiel and me vacation vouchers, allowing me to witness this rare and irresistible shy demeanor of hers at this moment. Even by the seaside, she still nervously hugged her arms due to the revealing swimsuit. Ah… praise the sun.
“Very good… very…”
After holding it in for a long time, I finally managed to think of a word that was barely sufficient.
“Very… se…”
Although I hadn’t even finished saying “very sensual,” this pure moment between Kephiel and me was ruthlessly interrupted by a certain dangerous yet equally alluring girl!
“Sensual? Honestly, a man who can’t even give compliments is going to lose points, Mr. Divine Priest~”
Another figure, shining like a star, had quietly appeared beside us while Kephiel and I were lost in our gaze.
And she conveniently threw me a life-threatening question.
“By the way, who do you think is more charming between us two? Who suits your taste better?”