“You asked to clean the house while I was away...
I think something went wrong.”
“Then what?
You can’t ask them to return the furniture tonight.”
Dale looked at me with a troubled face.
He seemed to think for a long time and then opened his mouth.
“It may be uncomfortable because it's my bed, but if it's okay with you, Enya, I recommend using this bed.”
"That's fine.
But if you give it to me, where will Dale sleep?"
“Any sofa in the living room will do.”
However, the sofa in the living room of this house was very small.
At most, he can stretch his legs?
One person has to sleep on the floor.
Or we should both sleep in bed together.
The weather was now very cold, so the floor was cold.
It was impossible for anyone to sleep on the floor.
She looked at Dale, who remained silent with a slightly angry look on his face.
“Dale.”
"Yes."
“Are we going to sleep together?”
At that moment, Dale opened his mouth.
“The bed is also wide.
Even if we lay down together, we won’t touch each other.”
“It is not possible.”
Dale flatly refused.
“But isn’t that realistically better than sleeping in the cold with a sore back?”
The more she talked, the darker Dale's expression became.
He looked at me with a nervous face.
He backed away from me.
“Are you afraid I might hurt Dale?”
Is that really why?
Surely it was more plausible for me to have suspicious feelings for him than for Dale to put his hands on me.
When I looked at Dale's embarrassed face, I felt like I hit the nail on the head.
“Oh, that's not true.
Not at all.”
Now I understand.
Dale must have been worried that I might touch him while he was sleeping.
"I won't touch you even a little.
You can tie me up!"
“…...”
"Or should we put a pillow in the middle?
Wouldn't Dale feel safer like that?"
“….”
“Dale?”
There was confusion on Dale's face.
I took out a necklace from my magic bag.
"There's also a clause here.
We will never engage in non-consensual physical relations, and I will never touch Dale.
I promise."
The penalty for breach of contract was enormous.
“I do not cross borders carelessly.”
“….”.
Dale was my precious contractor husband.
It's hard to find someone like this.
“I have to protect Dale.”
Dale looked at me intently.
“If you loved me, would you agree to this?”
He looked at me with slightly red eyes.
For some reason, he looked very puzzled.
It was a question I didn't quite understand, Dale mumbled under his breath.
Maybe it was because he was so nice, but he was making assumptions about different situations.
Dale's face became increasingly red as he looked at me.
Then I heard a sigh.
“It's a joke.”
“Oh, I was surprised.”
Dale can tell a joke.
I was impressed by his acting skills.
“I thought your words were really true.”
"… … Is this correct?"
“Dale is a really good actor.”
“…”
“Hmm, I'm sleepy, I think I'm more tired today because I have a lot going on.”
I was particularly tired today, probably because I used a magic scroll to get from Grunwald to here in an instant.
"Why don't you sleep?
The bed is really soft here."
He stood there with a red face.
Dale's eyes shook mercilessly.
“Enya, as I expected.”
“Don't even think about sleeping on the floor.”
I patted the seat next to me.
“Quickly.
Turn off the light and lie down here to sleep.”
Dale looked at me with a hesitant face and carefully leaned down on the edge.
He seemed to be very wary of me.
'It doesn't matter.'
Dale, who was barely lying down, looked at me.
“...Good night, Enya.”
“And Dale too.”
I turned off the light.
As my eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, Dale's beauty became a little blurry.
It was usually so impressive, but now it was perfect.
“…...”
“…...”
“If you have something to tell me...”
Dale spoke in a low voice.
“What are you doing tomorrow, Dale?”
“I think I should go out for a while in the morning.”
“Are you busy tomorrow too?”
I felt Dale's gaze.
He looked at me with narrowed eyes.
“Ah.
This?”
There was a small scar on my wrist.
It wasn't noticeable, but it was a fairly obvious wound.
“It happened when I was little.”
I couldn't remember the process at all.
"I don't remember how it happened.
Maybe I got scratched by a fall or something?"
"Are you afraid it hurts?
It doesn't hurt at all.
Don't worry."
As expected, he seems to have a friendly personality.
She smiled brightly at Dale.
"I really don't remember.
Would it hurt more if I remembered?
If you have a scar, it means you were seriously injured, so I'm glad I forgot about it."
At this time, Dale's expression changed slightly.
He lowered his head and looked at me.
“Sometimes forgetting is the greatest blessing.”
"correct."
She looked at the scar and smiled.
“Good evening, Dale.”
* * *
Dale lay down looking straight at the ceiling and sighed.
He doesn't know how they ended up sleeping together, but he knows for sure that this is not the man-woman relationship he knows.
Enya probably thought of him as a bit of a long pillow.
A pillow or inanimate object with edges.
“…”
Enya slept, but he couldn't sleep at all.
Instead of sleep, his eyes were bloodshot as he lay next to Enya.
He was suffering from insomnia, but this was more torture than insomnia.
While his mind was still alive, his heart was burning.
“Mmm...”
Dale sighed secretly when he heard Enya's breathing next to him.
If his assistants saw him, he would make them laugh.
It was definitely the work of an assistant who enjoyed doing difficult things.
“Leave it to Getty!
I know a surefire way to bring the Princess and Your Majesty closer together.”
He didn't know that meant getting physically close.
This wasn't very good.
He felt anxious just having her next to him, but watching her sleep made him suffer both physically and mentally.
Dale couldn't hide his dismay when he saw Enya in a deep sleep.
When he was next to her, his mind became clearer.
But Enya slept well whether he was by her side or not.
Dale looked at the scar on Enya's left wrist.
'It would be better if you forget about it forever.'
Dale patted her wrist gently and stood up.
He's been feeling really cold lately.
He had to make Enya Empress as soon as possible, but he still became more greedy.
When he lightly placed his finger on her cheek, a hot emotion swirled around him.
Remember Enya's confident words: “I will not cross the limits.”
“Why?”
Dale rubbed Enya's wrist.
Dale, who had been watching Enya sleep, looked annoyed.
Dale opened another button of the nightgown he had left open for Enya.
“What should I do with you?”
Dale mumbled quietly.
“Will you notice?”