Chapter 163 – Taming Arya

Arya’s eyes were filled with victorious spirit as she tried to deal with me, knowing all too well the divine power she was using.

“You know it has divine power. This is delicious, so take some with you when you go.”

“You… Did you listen to me?”

Arya, who was able to use enormous divine power that I couldn’t use, got a means to defeat me, but I wasn’t interested.

I knew how great Aria’s divine power was without feeling it, and I was interested in the cookies in the break room.

“Uh, I asked if I knew the divine power, and I said I knew.”

“How do you know about divine power?”

“Healing wounds.”

“I’ve been wrong for a while.”

Arya’s voice became arrogant when she answered roughly because she was only thinking of taking cookies that her older sister Freya and her younger sister Illina would like.

When I got the rare wrong answer, Arya came closer to me, generating divine power in her hand.

“Huh? What are you doing…! Don’t hold hands…!”

“Wow… Is this divine power?”

She pulled Arya’s hand closer, confirming her shimmering divine power, and Arya’s voice trembled at her sudden body contact.

Aria, who was pushed away from her power, couldn’t release her hand from me, and I touched her hand, carefully checking her divine power.

“Are you… The first time seeing the divine power…?”

“Yeah, it’s amazing.”

[Aria’s affinity increases by 1.]

Arya’s liking rose, feeling good that I was seeing her divine power for the first time. Arya didn’t care if I touched her hand and explained the power of the divine power.

“It’s crazy when you strengthen your body functions to relieve your addiction.”

“It’s a much better ability than the magic you use.”

As she explained the effects of her divine powers, the excited Arya raised her voice as she sat down next to me and pressed her body closer.

“Hey, I get that, but it’s too close.”

“I sat close enough to see the divine power…! Stop watching if you don’t like it.”

While sitting side by side on the sofa with Aria and talking about divine power, I picked up a fork and tapped the back of my hand.

“You… This… What are you doing…?”

“Heal me. I’m curious.”

“Haa… You… Are out of control…”

Arya’s divine power covered the back of her bloody hand, and I became the first person Arya used her divine power.

After her return, my goal was to take the beginning of the heroines as much as possible, and her aria’s divine power was included in that range.

“It’s a great ability.”

“You who hurt yourself because you were curious about divine power are more amazing.”

“Hmm… Then you’re saying I’m more powerful than divine power?”

“Hey…! Is this the same as that…? Don’t be ridiculous!”

The flow of conversation came over to me with one self-injury, and Aria felt unfair after losing the flow of conversation with one slip of the tongue.

Arya’s sharp eyes drooped, her eyes filled with resentment, and she swayed her little hands to relieve her anger.

“Aria, why are you so anxious to eat me?”

“You say I was impatient because I couldn’t beat you…? Don’t get me wrong because I’m in a bad mood…!”

Arya, who tried to build up her self-esteem by calling me up whenever she learned something new, seemed to have forgotten her past.

“It’s been like that since the first time we met… I hope you’ll remember it.”

“You… Keep teasing me about things I don’t even remember, but it doesn’t work anymore…!”

The teasing of three-year-old Arya, who was eagerly reading the Imperial Tactics Act, was something she, sadly, only remembered.

Aria, who has no memory of her at the time, she didn’t believe a word I said and she blushed when the story came out and she kicked me out of her room.

She said, “There were times when I used to be like my older brother… And followed him around…”

“Don’t lie! I can’t call you my brother!”

“Of course it’s a lie.”

“Cheese…! Get out of here. I don’t even want to see you…!”

It was Arya who was angry with her blushing face contrary to her blue hair, but her likeability did not go down and she was summoned to the imperial palace from the morning.

“I feel sad when Aria does that because you called me in the morning.”

“You… Get away from me…!”

From sitting next to me, Aria was a failure, and I laid her Aria under me and grabbed her wrists and placed them next to her Aria’s head.

“Because you call me so much, the newspapers publish insignificant stories.”

“I’m not going to be with you… That’s why… You don’t have to worry about things like that…!”

Because she visited the imperial family whenever Aria sang for six years, a newspaper came out celebrating the close relationship between the imperial family and the grand duchess.

“I thought I wouldn’t mind either…But I couldn’t…”

“You… Get rid of your face…! Go away…!”

[Aria’s affinity increases by 1.]

Arya’s face blushed in a different way from my words, and she even closed her eyes as her strength drained from her struggling body.

Due to the problems with her early education, my action was to lightly slap the deluded Aria on the forehead and free her Aria.

“Oh no…! Why are you hitting me…!”

Even though she hit her lightly, Arya’s forehead turned red because her body was weak. Arya put out her lips and rubbed her reddened forehead with both of her hands, and I told her why I slapped her on the forehead.

“How hard I suffered for comforting Mary, who was misunderstood by the newspaper.”

“Sister Mary…?”

Mary, who had been in love with me for several years, was in a state of low pressure after seeing the news about Aria and me in the newspaper.

Even if I said no, Mary’s misunderstanding deepened in the newspapers that were printed every day, and it was only after I stayed with her for days and days to refute the contents of the newspaper that Mary returned to normal.

“I’m not the only one who suffered because of you.”

“If you don’t like that… It’s fine if you don’t come… Don’t blame me for coming here…”

Her pride was so strong that Arya would rather not apologize to me. Although she felt apologetic, she grumbled and refused to apologize.

———————–
[Name: Arya Arkan]
– Age: 9
– Role: Princess of the Arkan Empire
– Height: 132cm Weight: 29kg

– Likeability: 35 Excitement: 0

– Preferred play:
– Special settings:
– My heart: You came every time I called… Did I do too much…

– Target development figures
Doesn’t exist

– Subject’s special erogenous zone
Doesn’t exist
———————–

Arya came to the imperial palace in the morning, and she felt guilty for treating me the way she had for six years.

“Aria is calling, but why doesn’t she come?”

“What…? You… Say it again…”

Even though she had been arguing for six years, I, who had grown up with her, had become an important person to Aria.

Arya waited for me to come to the imperial palace because there was no friend who could handle Arya’s shitty personality other than me.

“How can I not come when you call me?”

“If you don’t come, you won’t come… Is there anything different about me…?”

[Aria’s affinity increases by 3.]

When I said I was coming to the imperial palace, Aria, who had a faint smile on her cold face, wanted to be confirmed that she was also an important person to me.

Arya, who crossed her arms and turned her head, pricked up her ears and expected my answer, but she said there was a limit to what I could endure.

“The princess is calling, so of course you should come. Aren’t you coming?”

“You…! I really hate talking…!”

[Arya’s affinity decreases by 2.]

There was a limit to Aria’s liking for her, and now I wanted to get the reaction I wanted from Aria.

Arya turned her head away from her as I stood in front of Arya’s face with her arms folded and her head turned completely away from me.

“Are you sad?”

“Sss…! Why are you stroking the chin! I said I hate this…!”

“I don’t know if Arya likes anything.”

“You moan because you lost to me…!”

Aria, who turned her head to the left and right because she hated facing me, her head fuzzy, came over to my judo newspaper.

Arya, who said she never tried to defeat me, denied her words to herself, and her sharp eyes widened.

“It’s a bit difficult to lose to Arya…”

“You… Knew that…!”

“There’s nothing I can’t do.”

“Uh…?”

Opening the subspace, what I took out was a simple card, and I showed Aria a card game that could only be played at a gambling house.

Blackjack, a match between the dealer and the participant, where the sum of cards is close to 21 or the person who achieves 21 wins, and it is a game that requires skill and luck in counting cards.

Among the 52 cards, J.Q.K that is 10 or more counts as 10, and A can be set by the participant as 1 or 11.

If the sum of the cards drawn by the participant exceeds 21, the participant loses, and the dealer must draw a card if the sum of the cards is 16 or less, and cannot draw a card if the sum is 17 or more.

“I understand?”

“Do you… Go to a gambling house?”

“I’m not going.”

“By the way…How do you know about this card game…”

Arya, who was scolding me, glared at the cards as I started shuffling them. Although it was a game for her, it was Arya’s desire to have a clear win or lose.

“One more… 20… I’ll stop.”

Aria, who received a total of three cards, reached 20, and I lost to Aria from the first round with a 17.

Aria, who took the win lightly, won three games in a row and desperately held back the corners of her mouth trying to rise.

“Haa… Not funny.”

“I don’t like seeing people say it’s not fun because they lose.”

Arya urged her to shuffle her cards again, and since she was 9 years old, she waited for the right time, watching Arya fall into an easy trap.

“We’re both 10.”

“Don’t interrupt the flow while talking.”

I spoke to her before flipping her second card, and Arya glared at me with her piercing eyes.

“And I’m 20, not 10.”

Arya, her eyes widening, crossed her arms and crossed her legs as her cards totaled 20. I don’t know where she learned that pose when she was 9 years old, but since she’s an aria, she fits pretty well.

“I’m… Blackjack.”

“Uh…?”

Aria, who crossed her arms and crossed her legs as well, untwisted her arms and legs as her second hand came out as her ace and she landed a blackjack.

`Whew… Here… Blackjack is playing…’

I calmly declared blackjack, but since I was playing purely on luck, I didn’t know that blackjack would pop.

“Since I saw blackjack, I’ll stop here.”

“You… Do one more game!”

Regardless of luck or skill, the moment I beat Arya at least once was the moment I had been waiting for, and I sorted out my cards.

“Don’t put the card away…!”

Even if I won dozens of games, the last person who won the game took everything, and Aria grabbed my wrist as I was sorting out the cards.

“Aria’s bad, so she’s not having fun.”

“You kept losing to me and you won once…!”

Winning at least once was the point, and she removed Arya’s hand to arrange her cards.

“It doesn’t matter that we won anyway.”

“Chi…! Let’s do it again…!”

Arya, unable to accept losing, sighed and tried to grab her card. I quickly put her card on the table and pulled Arya’s outstretched hand.

“Do you want to play the game again?”

“It’s obvious that you’re going to make fun of me with this…!”

She told Arya, who hated neither losing nor being teased by me, how she could play her blackjack again.

Arya listened attentively to how she could play her blackjack again, but her expression turned cold and a look of contempt at my method.

‘Oooh… I rather like it…’

She thought that it would be nice to raise Aria, who has been contemptuous since she was young, into a lover who despises what I ask her to do but is faithful.

“If you win at blackjack, I’ll do whatever Aria asks for.”

“If that statement is a lie, be prepared…”

“If you ask me to write a contract, I will.”

“I don’t need a contract. If you lose to me, do whatever I ask you to do.”

If Arya wins at blackjack, she promises to pay anything, and Arya has to do something to get the blackjack game back on track.

Arya hesitated, fidgeting with her hand, took the card on her table just in case, and did as I told her.