Tros seemed to have lost even the strength to stand, and sat there blankly.
Elettra inwardly thought he was pathetic.
‘Honestly, what did he expect, picking a fight with Gilliam while drawing his sword?’
If Elettra hadn’t stopped him, Tros would probably have picked an even worse fight with Gilliam.
He might even have swung his sword and injured him.
Just imagining it makes me furious.
‘I’ve already made it clear over and over that I’m not interested.’
Tros had always resorted to aggressive behavior whenever Elettra was nearby.
Wasn’t this common even in the modern world?
Those tough-guy posers who acted tough in front of women by picking fights with other men around them.
The type to roll up their sleeves and threaten someone they accidentally bumped into, kick over a perfectly fine motorcycle for no reason, or tell someone using a public facility, We’re using this now, so get out. If you don’t like it, wanna fight?
Usually, people like that only change after they meet their match (=after picking a fight and getting their asses thoroughly kicked, humiliating themselves in front of a woman).
It was the same in any world, not just the modern one.
‘Right. Let’s use this as a chance to make Tros finally fix that strange habit of his.’
Elettra deliberately pressed herself even closer to Gilliam, making a show of it.
“Hnn♡”
Unless someone was utterly oblivious, it was obvious to anyone watching.
Elettra was practically dripping honey all over Gilliam.
“Could you move aside? We’re going back to my room now. Gilliam and I. To-geth-er.”
Tros’s brain shattered even further.
Elettra waved her hand around.
“Now get out of my sight. Next time, apologize to Gilliam properly.”
“…Yes, Your Highness.”
Tros trudged away.
It was a disaster he’d brought upon himself.
“Sigh….”
“Was that really okay? Maybe I should’ve gone a little easier on him.”
Elettra shook her head firmly.
“No, this is what’s best for everyone. Maybe this will help Tros awaken to a new level.”
Well, if Elettra put it that way, I guess it was okay.
‘It really is okay, right?’
What if this makes him undergo some kind of dark evolution?
I felt someone’s gaze on us and looked around. The academy cadets had stopped to watch.
‘Ah.’
We were right in front of the main gate, and Tros’s armor had made a loud racket.
Besides, it was Friday night.
A lot of cadets had gone out to have fun beyond the academy and were coming back now.
‘Wow….’
‘Did you see that…?’
‘Princess Elettra just openly called herself that delinquent’s woman….’
‘If that happened to me, I’d be so devastated I’d lose my mind… Thinking my girlfriend would fall into that delinquent’s clutches… U-ugh…?’
‘Honey? What on earth are you thinking? Honey?’
Sensing the strange mood, Elettra tugged at Gilliam.
“L-let’s hurry.”
Once we went inside, it was quiet again.
The path from the main gate to the dormitories was peaceful.
Strangely enough, as soon as we returned to the academy, it suddenly felt real.
The lecture halls, the student cafeterias scattered here and there, the library, the administrative offices, the faculty residence, the various practice grounds….
It was everyday life.
A place for everyday life.
And after passing through those everyday places, she would experience something extraordinary: losing her virginity.
“Elettra.”
“Yeah?”
“Do you wear perfume?”
“No? Why?”
“I’ve been thinking this for a while, but you smell really nice, kind of like cream puffs.”
This wasn’t something that had come up as a recommendation. It was something Gilliam had thought for a while.
‘If we’re flirting, isn’t it okay to say something like this?’
“…Really?”
“Yeah.”
【The target is delighted】
<Praise Points: +900(13300→14200)>
*×3 multiplier applied
‘Thank goodness. So this much is okay when we’re flirting.’
Someone with better instincts might be able to say something more intimate, but this is my limit.
‘Once I walk Elettra to her dorm, the date will be over….’
Before that, there was one thing I wanted to check.
“About our lips touching earlier… Did you mean for them to touch there?”
Our lips had touched.
But not straight on—just at the edges.
‘Sorry.’
I apologized silently.
This was a romance-fantasy world, so asking so bluntly would surely be an ignorant thing to do that ruined the mood.
‘She must’ve meant to playfully kiss my cheek, but I turned my head and we bumped lips by mistake, right?’
A kiss on the lips on the first day of flirting is too much, isn’t it?
Elettra smiled with a little giggle.
“Of course it was an accident.”
Right.
From Elettra’s perspective, it had been a huge mistake.
She’d meant to plant a proper kiss right in the middle of his lips.
She’d wanted their lips to meet, then their tongues to touch a little, and then to suck on each other’s lips.
But the timing had been off, and they’d only touched at the edges before it was over.
Gilliam and Elettra nodded, thinking they’d cleared up their misunderstanding.
“Ah, so it really was an accident.” (We’re still just flirting, so we haven’t rushed things too much.)
“Yeah. It was an accident.” (I wanted to give him a much better kiss, but I failed.)
In reality, their misunderstanding had only deepened.
There was a large park between the lecture halls and dormitories. The two walked side by side into the space filled with grass, flowers, and benches.
“Where’s your place, Elettra?”
“O-over there….”
Once we crossed through here…
‘I’m really….’
Thump.
Thump-thump.
But Gilliam suddenly stopped walking.
‘Huh? Why?’
Could it be…
‘Is he going to do it here?’
There were definitely secluded spots in the park where they could do it without anyone finding out.
‘For my first time….’
Ah.
‘Was this on purpose?’
Even though I’m your main wife, do you really have to go all the way to my place? I’ll just use you on the way back, then.
‘No.’
Elettra realized what was going on.
A woman she’d never seen before was sitting on a bench.
And Gilliam’s gaze was fixed on her.
Pink hair.
A large bosom encased in the tight-fitting white robes worn by the Holy Church’s Saintesses.
Elettra whispered.
“A Saintess…?”

Gilliam was taken aback.
‘Why is she here already?’
Had my actions changed her schedule a little, too? Instead of arriving Saturday afternoon, was she coming Friday night?
Whatever the reason, now that they’d run into each other…
“…Elettra.”
Elettra flashed him a grin.
She could tell just from his eyes.
“It’s okay. Go ahead.”
Jealousy?
No.
‘I’m the main wife.’
A main wife should confidently send her man off when he says he’s going to flirt with another woman.
I’m a woman who can send my man off to another woman with confidence.
Elettra even took pride in her own self-assured attitude.
“Don’t worry about me. Do what you want.”
“…Sorry. I’ll make it up to you later.”
“Hehe, you’re so sweet♡”
——————
After sending Gilliam off to meet another woman, Elettra went home.
“Hah…♡”
Then she sank right down in the entryway.
A shiver ran through her from deep inside.
Ever since a little while ago.
The shivering had only gotten worse since she’d sent Gilliam off to another woman.
“Hh, h-hehe♡”
Something felt strange inside her. A deep, fierce, violent desire throbbed within Elettra, rumbling like the beat of a heavy drum.
The princess’s fingers slid downward. Her slender, shapely white fingers touched the soaked fabric.
Gilliam.
Ah, Gilliam.
You awful man. You’ve made me like this.
“Hehehe…♡”
But it’s okay.
I still love you.
“Ah♡”
Even though you’ve turned me into a woman who gets excited by strange things, I can forgive you for everything.
No matter how much you covet other women and come back with their fluids on your body, I can wash you myself. Even if I make you wipe those fluids off on my body, I could even get excited by it.
“Haa♡”
Because I’m a good main wife.
I’ll be your most precious person, the perfect woman for a delinquent womanizer like you.
“Hh, ngh…♡”
But.
But, you know.
There’s just one thing.
One thing that must never happen.
And if it did happen, it would be absolutely unforgivable.
“Ugh, ngh, ah…♡”
If you were to abandon me completely.
Or if you gave another woman the one-and-only place as your main wife—the place that should belong to me.
“A-ah, ahhh♡ Gilliam…!♡ Gilliaaam…!!♡”
Then…
I, Elettra Xanthias, Second Princess of the Empire…
“Aaaah…!!♡ Ngh, u-ugh…!!!♡”
Might truly get angry.
I might bring out a side of myself that I hadn’t even realized was there until now.
【Warning】
〈Fate: The possibility of <Tyrant of Ruin> has increased by 17%〉
【73%→90%】
“Haa, haaah… Haaaah…♡”
Sticky.
Slippery.
‘I should wash before bed… But Gilliam is probably with that Saintess right now….’
With a woman who isn’t me.
The man I love most.
“Ngh♡”
They’re coveting each other’s bodies.
Rolling around together.
“Ugh, hh, hhh…♡ Gilliam… My Gilliam…♡”
【Warning】
〈Fate: The possibility of <Tyrant of Ruin> has increased by 6%〉
【90%→96%】