Chapter 132 – Part 2 Nobles – The Betrothed, Returns

A week has passed since the burning of Count Pig.
Thanks to the slaughter of more than a dozen powerful nobles at once, the whole country was busy dealing with the aftermath.

It’s not that I’m taking care of it, but I’ve been busy myself.
The biggest thing was to move the base. Because it was revealed that the treason of the Red Star family was false, and I had to return the mansion where I lived to its original owner, Minerva. Originally, that mansion was the mansion of the Red Star family.

Suddenly, I was deprived of my house, and I was given Count Pig’s mansion instead. Like the greedy Pig Earl, the size and value of the Red Star Mansion are three times more expensive, so it can be said to be a reward of its own.
It’s just annoying to move house.

Anyway, I moved my base because of this and that. We moved out, but all three of the Red Star sisters ended up living in the same house, splitting our faction in half.

Minerva now inherits her family line as the Earl of Red Star, both in name and reality. Mylene is still old enough to attend the Royal School, and Melissa is left to take care of her younger sister who is still her older sister.

“Young master…!”
“Don’t be like that. You can come over anytime if you want to see it, right? I’ll come over too.”
“Yes…!”

He soothes Melissa, who pretends to be a tragic heroine, and shares a kiss with her.
Melissa offered to follow me, but I declined. Minerva and Milene were still young. It was because she thought she needed an adult to lean on in a state where she lost all her guardians. After all, Minerva is also pregnant.

“Millene. You can’t cheat on me just because I’m going back to school.”
“Hmph. I don’t want to hear from Yuzu.”

Mylene, who had been absent-mindedly on one side, was also brought and hugged.

“I’m not cheating. I’m just growing new love.”

He caught her tongue sticking out with her lips and sucked it into her mess.
After letting go of Milene, I approached Minerva.

Minerva wore a white suit, the countess’s livery.
Did she say that clothes are wings, or did she say that a seat makes a person? For some reason, Minerva now seemed like a completely different person.

Minerva was reading the letters that piled up like a mountain on her desk, and she was writing her reply one by one. She looked very attractive in her earnest work.

“…What?”
“No, just.”

Hmm. If I touch it while I’m writing, will I get scolded? Wouldn’t it be okay for a little bit though?
Considering what I’ve done to Minerva so far, you might think that touching is no big deal.
Judging by that, Minerva must have noticed me sneaking up from behind her, so she looked back and said,

“…I’ll play with you when it’s all over, so wait a little bit.”
“Ancient.”

Minerva says this far, so we have to wait, right? How is Minerva going to play with her?

“By the way, I get a lot of letters. I didn’t even get one.”

I pick up one of the letters piled up on my desk and read it.
Its contents were condolences to the deceased couple, congratulations on being cleared of false accusations and ascending to the throne, and I believed it! It was an appeal to do and ask for good things in the future. I read about 3 copies, but the only difference was the shape of the letters, but the contents were similar as if I had copied them after seeing them.

“Hmph. They didn’t even pretend to see it when they really needed help, but now that they’re fat enough, let’s get along well? Poor aristocrats. They say that a friend who helps you in times of need is a true friend. Isn’t that right, Minerva?”

At my words, Minerva smiled.

“That’s true, but you can’t ignore all of these people. Now we’re a little…”

Then, as if to cover up Minerva’s voice, the sound of hasty footsteps was heard.
What. Is it an intruder?

“I’m sorry, Count Red Star! Countess Rashat and her son…”
“Excuse me, Miss Minerva!”
“Uh?”

A soldier standing guard entered the room first, announcing the arrival of an uninvited guest, and then a gorgeously dressed middle-aged woman entered the room. And behind him, a young man whom he seemed to have seen many times followed with an expression as if he had bitten an insect. What? These are?

Having been interrupted from having a good time with my sisters after a long time, I made an impression. Melissa and Milene left the room after only greeting each other with their eyes, while Minerva naturally rose from her seat and greeted her guests.

“Welcome, Countess Rashat. And Emilio.”
“Hmm.”

Count Rashat? I think I heard it somewhere, but I can’t remember. But she could tell from what she was doing that this woman was a very unlucky person.
She glanced around her room and sat down on the couch.

“Congratulations on your return and victory, Countess Minerva Redstar.”
“Thank you. It’s thanks to the Rashat family for helping me physically and mentally.”
“Yes. Without the support of the Rashat family, the Red Star family would not have been able to survive until now, let alone revitalize. Even though we were in a difficult situation, we sacrificed ourselves to save you and your brother. Be mindful.”
“…I am grateful from the bottom of my heart.”
“So, as you may already have guessed, I came today to restore the engagement between Count Red Star and our Emilio.”
“Countess.”

Ah! Remembered! He must be Minerva’s ex-fiancé from a long time ago!
This bastard, because she can’t convince Minerva with her own abilities, now she’s bringing her mother!
But it might be a surprisingly good choice. Ajumma power transcends logic and sometimes concludes negotiations. I calmly watched from the back and decided to let go of the game in case something unfortunate was about to happen.

“Miss Minerva. I can understand your heartache. You must be resentful for not helping me when you were in trouble, knowing that you were in pain but pretending not to know. But the one who suffered the most because I couldn’t help was Emilio.”
“…”

What a rich year. What are you suffering from?

“Miss Minerva must have known the truth. It was not right to resent Emilio. Even if you resent me, I will be satisfied as long as Minerva can survive through the power of that resentment.’ Ah, how noble and pure this love is.”
“…Countess.”

Wow
Seeing the person involved in the story, she couldn’t bear to lift her face. No matter how I look at it, I don’t think I’m a great person to say such a thing. Did her mother make it up on her own?

“So, Miss Minerva. Don’t be stubborn and stop reconciling with Emilio. Miss Minerva is no longer just a young lady, but a noble who leads a family. There must be something that needs to be prioritized over personal feelings, right? In order to further revitalize the Red Star family in the future, Lars Miss Minerva knows that the Hart family’s support is indispensable.”
“Countess.”

At last Minerva stopped her wife’s nagging.

“I’m sorry, but I have no intention of getting engaged or married.”

Minerva properly refused, but was in awe of her deaf ears. She pretended not to hear the countess and she kept talking about herself.

“Yes. People’s feelings cannot be forgiven so easily. But what are you going to do without getting married? Are you going to continue living as a female countess without a husband? You might think that future generations should just accept adoption, but then the Red Star family’s It’s as if the blood is cut off there. Even for the sake of the deceased parents, the blood of nobles must be properly connected.”
“Don’t worry about the successor. I’m already pregnant.”

Minerva dropped a bomb at her wife, who refused to listen to her.
She rubs her belly lovingly with a maternal smile.
Then, the two suddenly made faces as if their souls had escaped.

“…? Pregnant? During?”
“Yes. A new life is already growing inside me. The legitimate heir to the blood of the Red Star family. Of course, I intend to pass it on to this child.”
“Pregnant…Pregnant?”
“Minerva!! What are you talking about! Pregnancy!”
“You mean you’re pregnant?”

I smiled meaningfully and put my hand on Minerva’s shoulder. Then she leaned slightly against me as well, Minerva.
Only then did the Countess and Minerva’s ex-fiancé seem to realize I existed.

“Now that it’s done, you don’t have to worry about my family anymore. I have a reliable back-end and an heir.”
“It’s dirty… It’s filthy… An unmarried virgin is pregnant…!”

The Countess jumped up from her seat, excited by herself, and left without greeting her as she had come.

“Minerva, you don’t have to lie like that.”

Emilio, Minerva’s former fiancée, muttered blankly, apparently quite shocked.

“I’m not lying. And please call me Countess Redstar, not Minerva. Next time, make an appointment to visit me. I don’t want to be misunderstood by the person I love with this.”

Whoops. You are a loved one
He hugs Minerva, who says her admiration, and kisses her hair. She didn’t hate Minerva, but she burrowed deeper into my arms.

“…Minerva.”

After gazing at our beloved for a moment, my ex-fiance walked out of her room, staggering like a zombie.
Is that the back of the stolen man? I’ll have to work harder to make sure it doesn’t happen like that.

“Are you okay? If the girl you like had another man’s child, she would be quite shocked.”
“It’s shocking, and it’s true. And they’re people who have nothing to do with each other in the future.”
“Minerva is cold.”

She hugged Minerva and kissed her on the lips. She said that Minerva was still slim and light, giving her no indication that she was pregnant.
She gently stroked her lower belly, but as expected, she could only feel the silky smooth skin. Is my baby really growing up here?

“3 months…”

As her lips fell, she muttered Minerva.

“Yes?”
“…They said it would take three more months to stabilize. Until then, it’s dangerous, so you shouldn’t do it. So… Until then, bear with it.”
“It’s not me who endures, isn’t it Minerva?”

To be honest, I have plenty of girls to deal with even if it’s not Minerva. She has no real feeling that she has to put up with it. It’s a rubbish statement, but it’s true.

But not Minerva. Literally, until then, you have to be patient. Even if I had a wonderful man in front of me, I couldn’t touch him even though I was holding him like this. Not even pitiful

“…Will you do it with your hands?”

Instead of answering my question out of pity, a punch landed in the side.
But I don’t think that was a punch in the sense of refusal. Was it punishment for ruining the atmosphere by speaking out?

On that day, Minerva was completely gone by my tongue. As expected, the sensitivity was 130% of the usual.

Hmm. When a woman is pregnant, she must come often and release her. I never thought that even Minerva would become so weak. Surprisingly, it may be easier to cheat when you are pregnant.
That’s how I personally learned the precautions one by one when a woman was pregnant.