The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 30

Chapter 30: Position and Situation

“Are you okay?”

I called out to Aria, who was trying to regain her composure in the prepared room. Aria nodded but sighed.

“Well, having a good relationship isn’t a bad thing, right?”

“Yeah, well… I won’t deny that.”

“Is there something else?”

“Well…”

Aria began hesitantly, her fingers twiddling, her eyes wandering.

“I… It seems I haven’t been disowned.”

“What?”

“Um, it seems that Victoria-sama left my status as a royal and my privileges intact…”

“…So, I’m going to be seen as a commoner who defiled a princess.”

A chill ran down my spine. I had not just spent one night, but had been intimate with Aria multiple times, a princess who could be considered the Empire’s treasure. Moreover, I wasn’t a noble anymore. If this got out, my portrait would be circulating not as a missing person, but as a wanted criminal…

“D-Don’t worry! I haven’t gotten pregnant or anything, and if we just keep quiet…”

“I don’t think we can keep it a secret. At least, I don’t have the confidence to hide it. I care for Aria as a woman, and I can’t pretend otherwise.”

“T-That’s… I feel the same way, but…”

We blushed, knowing that we were expressing our feelings in this way was complicated, but for now, let’s put that aside.

“Worst-case scenario, we could just be defiant. If it comes to it, you and I can escape.”

“Yeah, and whether we act or not depends on how our sisters react… By the way…”

“Hmm?”

“Why didn’t Victoria-sama punish Fulde right then and there?”

“…Maybe it’s because of his background and status?”

“Even so, it’s strange to put off dealing with someone who did something like that. At least with Victoria-sama, it wouldn’t have been strange for him to lose his head right there.”

Now that it was pointed out, it did seem strange. What that idiot had done would surely lead to severe punishment if he had done it in the Kingdom.

“…Maybe she wanted to see how I would react. I mean, I proved the Empire’s long-held hypothesis about rare drops today. Maybe she wanted to test something and used Fulde, who caused a commotion?”

If that’s the case, was I being measured at that moment? I tried to think about it, but too many things had happened in just one day, and it was hard to put it all together.

“Sigh, human society does have a lot of complexities,”

As we pondered, Ruskdite, who had changed back from her sword form to her monster form, muttered in exasperation.

“It’s just right for males and females to seek each other out. If you’re on the right path, you shouldn’t pay attention to what others say.”

“Unfortunately, humans have many ‘right paths.'”

Ruskdite looked at us with the expression of someone talking to a child.

“No, Berg, proving that your actions are not shameful is the right path, regardless of whether it’s right or wrong. The entanglements of others, whether they are right or wrong, are what they are. From my perspective, you all seem to be entangled in them.”

“…I won’t deny that, but still…”

“If you can clear the way, that’s what you’d prefer, right?”

Although we said that, Ruskdite’s words did have an impact. She seemed to lose interest and looked away.

“Well, never mind. Since there’s a bed, let’s indulge ourselves.”

“Th-There’s no way we can do that, right!?”

We both protested simultaneously, feeling that Ruskdite was suggesting something as casual as having a meal. I just hoped she would think a bit more about the situation…