A Maiden’s Unwanted Heroic Epic

as childlike as she looked.
Krische was spoiled by Bery, and Kreschenta by Krische.
The sight of Kreschenta, who seemed dissatisfied with Bery, was already familiar to Anne.

“Krische was having dinner so it was only normal.”

“Uuh…
Ah, Argan-sama, I'll take over for you.”

“Kreschenta has a flat chest, so Bery is fine.”

Krische was also Krische and acted like an adult with Kreschenta, and she maintained her status as her sister, creating a strange power relationship with her.
The royal family —-and the legitimate heir, Her Royal Highness The Princess, couldn't go against Krische.

“Selene”

“……what?”

Krische beckoned Selene to come closer to her face, grabbed her Selene by her cheek and pressed her lips against her.
It's a swift move.
Selene was frozen with her eyes wide open.
The candy was pushed into Selene.

“Ehehe, it's Bery's candy.
It seems that something sweet is good after working hard.”

Krische looks up to Selene, as if to wait for her reaction.
Selene sighed with a bitter face as if wondering what to say or whether to get angry.

“I-is that so…
umm, thank you.
I'm very happy…”

She pushed Krische too hard, said terrible words, and injured her cheek.
Selene could not scold Krische, and that was the only thing she could say to her.
It would be better to let Krische rest for a while so that she would not think about anything else.

For this reason, Selene was going to be as lenient as possible with Krische.
She held her words in the back of her throat and stroked Krische's head, holding back the urge to pinch her cheeks.
Bery saw this and giggled, and Selene glared at her.

“Y-you know…”

“Fufu, no.
I hope you understand my feelings a little.”

“E-even so, if you think that I won't complain to you, you're making a big mistake.
You have to teach her things like this little by little.”

“I've already given up, so I thought it would be better to make comrade.
It's easier to be embarrassed together with Ojou-sama rather than be embarrassed by myself.”

“Haahh…”

Bery said while petting Krische and asked if she was done with her work today.
It was still evening.
She came a little earlier than usual.

“Yes, well.
I've been told to take some time off too.”

“…
Thank you for your hard work.
Would you like to have a meal?”

“Hmm…
Let's do that.”

Selene nodded as she rolled the candy in her mouth.
Kreschenta, who was pulling on Bery to take Krische from her, was instead held and kissed by Krische, but Selene managed to hold back and ignore it.
She called out to Arne while being exasperated at Kreschenta, who blushed.

“Anne, can I have some soup and bread? For this child and me.”

“Y-yes…”

As usual, Arne, who was frozen by that scene, poured soup from a small pot prepared in the room onto a plate.
It was made by Arne instead of Bery, who was spending time by Krische's side.
Anne may be devastatingly flawed, but she could do a decent job of cooking normal dishes.

“Go ahead; it's mutton and vegetable soup.”

Today's vegetable soup with lamb stewed until it melted.
She proudly prepared it on the table, her chest puffing up with confidence.
Krische and Bery were not so strict about the food prepared by others.
She just pointed out that it would have been better without the potatoes, and she was also given a passing mark.

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“Thank you.
It looks delicious.”

“No, compared to what the two of you make, it's embarrassing…”

Selene, who smelled the scent, smiled gently, and Anne lowered her head while raising her fist inwardly.
Kreschenta furrowed her brows as she watched the potatoes that had melted too much crumble on the spoon.

“I wonder if it's overcooked.
Anne-sama, did you forget the fire again?”

Anne froze, while Kreschenta complained and put her mouth on the spoon.
Krische glanced at it, looking lost.
Bery smiled wryly and tried to call out to Anne—-but Kreschenta pulled up a chair faster than that.

“Here, Onee-sama, ahhhh.”

Krische looked puzzled, stroked Kreschenta's head as if she understood something, and ate the food that was presented to her.
Selene was exasperated, and Bery's shoulders shook while chuckling happily.

Four people lined up on the bed——it was already way too late to care about what Anne would think.
The day after she was put to bed, Krische began to earnestly get spoiled and pampered, and she was no longer in a state where she could be shown to others, and they had already given up.
Fortunately, Anne was clumsy but serious and could be trusted as a servant.
Bery gave up right from the beginning, followed by Selene.

Dagra tried to come to visit her, but they had him wait for a few days now.
Krische was better off in this state for a while.

Bery and Selene lied down so that Krische and the Kreschenta were sandwiched between them.
Krische's eyes were sleepy, and her long lashes were occasionally dropped.
Kreschenta was sleeping quietly in her arms.

Selene, also slightly dazed, stroked Krische's cheek and traced her soft lips with her thumb.
They're beautiful and soft.
Krische face was so pretty, it was like a work of art.
Her long hair casts a silvery sheen in the light that shines through the window.

The purple peeking out from her eyelashes is so captivating that no gem can match it.
The contours of her cheeks, the straight nose, and the soft, reserved lips.
Her slender shoulders made her petite figure look even more dainty, and her snowy skin was smooth.
That was why the bandages wrapped around her hands and shoulders were all the more painful to look at.

Krische gently raised her face.
Selene responded and kissed her.
Several times, repeatedly.
Until she felt safe.

The kiss was magic that made her infinitely more attractive.
A face that looks a little dumbfounded.
Her cheeks relaxed as if she had found something she was looking for in touch.
She raised the edge of her mouth just a little and squinted her eyes——a beautiful smile.
She never smiled exaggeratedly.
She always just let out a small smile.
But the smile that came out was so beautiful because it showed the emotion behind it.

What she felt was very slight, but what was conveyed was so much more.
She hoped it was the same for Krishe.
She guessed that was the reason why Krische never gets tired of kissing.
She wanted to convey something that could not be conveyed, so she repeated the only means she had.
Whether it is conveyed or not, she didn't know.
Still, she believed that one day everything would be conveyed.
She's not even aware that it's already being conveyed so much that it's overflowing.

——Ahhh, not good, Selene thought
'Did I have that inclination? I'm sure I didn't.'

She wouldn't have ended up like Bery, she thought.

She should have spoiled her as much as an apology——It's because she thought like that, that she ended up like this.
Maybe she's just filling her own loneliness.

Various feelings were mixed, but.

“…I like you, Krische.”

Whatever the case may be, she liked Krische.
She wanted to respond to her feelings; she wanted to tell her.
But Krische was stupid and dull.
There was only one way to tell her.

“Nmm…”

She pecked at her lips as if both lips were eating each other.
Keische was in a daze and just let Selene do what she wanted.
When Selene pulled her face away, Krische's gaze wondered, and she lowered my eyes shyly.

Selene quietly smiled wryly and raised her face as she felt her gaze.
Bery smiled mischievously as her shoulder shook.

“My, my.
…seems we won't even be able to leave Krische-sama to Ojou-sama.”

“Ughhh…”

“Though, the servant and the noblewoman vying for one woman might make for an interesting subject for the estate tale.”

“Y-you…”

Krische looked at Selene and Bery in a daze.
Bery whispered happily in her ear.

“Krische-sama, who do you prefer, me or Ojou-sama?”

“Eh? Uuh, which one…?”

“Geez, it's fine if you don't answer it.
Bery, please don't embarrass Krische.
This kid is an idiot, so she'll take it seriously.”

She pinched the troubled Krische on her cheek and turns around.

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giggle, giggle, Bery was having fun.

“Krische-sama is just so cute that I can't help but want to tease her.”

Krische was hugged behind her back and was confused, but she just nodded happily.
She didn't seem to understand.

“Do you want to tease someone because they're pretty…?”

“Yes.
Then, Krische, can you imitate a dog with a 'woof'.”

“Uh, a…W-woof.”

“Fufu, Krische-sama is good at it.”

Bery patted Krische's head.
Krische looked embarrassed but also happy.
Selene froze when she saw this.

“Sometimes I want to trouble Krische-sama, embarrass Krische-sama, and see various Krische-sama like this.
It's a part of physical contact.
Does Krische-sama not ike it?”

“K-Krische, might like it…ah, wo…woof.”

“My, what an obedient dog.
I need to pet it a lot.”

“W-woof.”

Krische, whose brain had melted, was addicted to being petted.
Selene felt an overwhelming sense of danger.

“B-Bery, don't teach her strange things.
What are you going to do if this kid becomes even sillier than this?”

“Isn't it cute? Look, Krische-sama, to Ojou-sama.”

“Woof”

'Dog Krische' leans in expectantly, her eyes shining.
However, all of Selene's moves, except for pampering her, were already sealed.
She sighed and hesitantly reaches out her hand to stroke her head.

“Uuu…geez…”

“Wafu.”

Krische presented her head happily.
Then rustle rustle, something between Krische and Selene begins to move.

“Hmm…
it's so noisy, I can't sleep…”

Kreschenta raised her face sleepily while rubbing her eyelids.

“Woof”

“…? Onee-sa,mu…!?”

Krische kissed her mouth, pointed her bandaged finger to the tip of her nose, and continued.

“U-umm…?”

“…Woof”

Krische furrowed her eyebrows and brings her face closer, and Kreschenta looked at Selene and Bery, not knowing what had happened.
Bery puts her face down, holding her laugh, and Selene looks exasperated.
Only Krische kept looking at her with a serious look.

“Umm? …? W…woof?”

Krische, satisfied, petted Kreschenta's head and hugged her.
Kreschenta was still not sure what was going on.