I said a hasty goodbye to Harem after reassuring her everything was fine. She still had a worried expression on her face. I was surprised to see the same expression on the other girl’s faces as well.
“I’m sorry, Deek, I thought you already knew,” Eliana said tearfully.
“It’s fine.” I patted her head reassuringly. “I can consider Alyssa a friend, like Harem. I should celebrate that she’s getting married, right?”
Although I said that to reassure the girls, deep inside I felt a strange and uncomfortable feeling inside. I wasn’t happy for Alyssa at all. I felt like I was somehow losing something. It wasn’t like I had any claim to her. We had only encountered each other twice months ago. However, I had thought there was something between us, and knew that something had been snuffed out before it began.
At the very least, I respected Alyssa greatly, and I wouldn’t do anything to upset the wedding. Finding this out didn’t change my plans at all. I came to relax at a celebration, and I intended to do that much.
“Brother!” A large beast of a woman cried out with her arms wide open.
Octavia Tibult ran up and grabbed Otto, lifting him into the air and hugging him. He made choking noises and she swung him around. His face was shoved into her chest… but there was nothing soft there, it was all hard pectorals.
“You cut things short. We’ve been keeping an eye out for you.” Octius came up, a gentle smile on his lipstick covered lips.
“Deek… you’ve bulked up! Good job!” As Octavia finally dropped the sputtering Otto, she gave me a thumbs up in appreciation over my body.
Somehow, being complemented by this girl didn’t cheer me up at all.
“So, you are the uprising noble the king and my children have spoken about.” A beautiful woman appeared.
She reached and pulled me in a hug before I could do anything, and then kissed me on the cheek. She was just tall enough to do it on her tiptoes. Seeing her looking up at me with her hand on my chest, caused some perverted feelings to shoot through me. Her beauty was exceptional, and even though she was older, she had a sensualness that rivaled Elaya. She didn’t have Elaya’s large chest, but somehow that only added to her beauty. I had a feeling of strength in her, and I felt like she might even be as strong if not stronger than the other woman.
She bit her lip and reached up and touched my cheek. She seemed to be very touchy. Her hands held me like a close lover. My mouth was open, and I could barely speak. Where had this beauty come from? Was this Lady Tibult? Wait, was the Lady Tibult supposed to be here?
“Dad, we talked about this!” Otto cried out.
“D-d-d-d-dad?”
“How can I truly measure a man without getting a feel for him, from his outside…” she spoke breathily as she stroked her slender perfect hands down my chest. “To the inside…”
No! Not a she…. It was… it was…
“Let me introduce you to my father. General Octin Tibult.” Otto said with an embarrassed look on his face.
“G-general Trap! Ahem… I mean Tibult…”
Actually, I was pretty sure I was right the first time!
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