I Was Confessed to by the Golden Sun

65 – A Wretched Day

“…That was fast.”

“Yes, incredibly fast.”

Dylan and I, along with the Crown Prince, watched Lucia sprinting with a blank expression.

It was a truly ferocious speed, reminiscent of a wild cheetah.

I briefly thought, “Is the power of a wish really that good?” Considering how conservative I had been about the castle so far, it wasn’t unreasonable for Lucia to fixate on the keyword “naughty things.”

Right now, Lucia’s appearance was, well, reminiscent of a cat dashing madly towards a piece of cheese.

“You seem to like her a lot. Treat her well.”

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“Yes.”

The Crown Prince chuckled and said this, which meant he must have made quite an impression.

Theo didn’t stop there; he unexpectedly looked me over and said, as if surprised.

“No, but thinking about it again, it feels like you’re being caught, isn’t it?”

“Honestly, I can’t say that feeling is completely absent.”

Just looking at the situation a moment ago, it was a situation where I was trying to calm down the irritated Lucia.

Hmm… would this be perceived by others as a husband caught by his wife?

As I briefly woke myself up and prepared for work, I thought about Lucia, who would rather play games with me than nag at me.

‘Given that the concept of economy itself has been shattered, there’s no recognition of the importance of a job.’

Considering she could live comfortably with the support of her parents, the Marquis and Marchioness, for a lifetime.

Lucia would probably receive a decent inheritance and spend the whole day playing and eating with me.

‘From the perspective of others, it might seem like a welcoming condition…’

A beautiful and well-proportioned wife with plenty of money suggesting, “Let’s play together instead of going to work?”

Roughly thinking about it, it’s a scene that closely resembles the romance fantasies of most men.

‘Looking at it this way, I’m incredibly fortunate.’

Even a quick glance shows that the person with an impressive resume is in a pure love affair with me alone.

Knowing how significant that was in itself, I casually smiled at the thought of patting Lucia on the head when she comes.

Oh, and since I’ve given her a wish ticket, I also thought I would fulfill most of what she wants.

“But what if she really insists on playing a game?”

Already made a firm commitment to fulfill even a request with a naughty undertone.

Just looking at Lucia, who jumps around so much that her breath reaches the tip of her chin, if I say something like “This is not allowed, that is not allowed,” she might get upset again.

‘…Why not just go ahead and do it?’

As a robust man at the age when desires boil, it’s not like I don’t have s*xual urges.

Honestly, seeing such defenseless Lucia, I think I’ve endured it well until now.

To be honest, looking at her actively approaching, she fits perfectly into my ideal type, and I’ve been holding back.

‘If Lucia and I were having a relationship similar to dating since middle academy…’

Maybe we wouldn’t have avoided getting into trouble already, even if we didn’t know it.

The affection we had for each other was special, and there was always the possibility of moving forward.

And that was still true in the present.

‘Even if it’s not that, I must win this.’

I continue to lose to Lucia on most occasions.

When she teases me with suggestive words whenever she’s bored and sticks to me, as someone with limited experience with women, it’s only natural that I feel flustered.

Fortunately, these days, I’ve developed a bit of resistance, able to parry or deflect.

Still, I found myself constantly being pushed by Lucía, freely navigating through R-rated conversations that I couldn’t quite win.

“The only way to defeat that pervert Kim Taeyang is this.”

So, my plan was not to be unilaterally dominated in bed, at least.

Since it’s Lucía’s first time and mine too, if I play my cards right, I might even come out on top.

“hehehe.”

Thinking about Lucía feeling embarrassed after a complete defeat in bed, a laughter involuntarily escaped my lips.

The impact of a confident person being embarrassed is greater than others.

While reaffirming this obvious truth once again today, I was determined to defeat Lucía.

Suddenly, Dylan became curious about my letter.

“By the way, could you tell me what was in that letter? Oh, if it’s something you can’t share, it’s okay…”

“Oh, no, it’s fine. You can listen.”

After all, the information needed to break the seventh episode is in there, so there’s nothing I can’t say.

I reluctantly agreed and began to ponder how to phrase it.

Actually, the content of the task I separately assigned to Grayson is quite simple.

But why did I ask Grayson to do it? Because someone had to do it while we were away.

“Well, whether he believes the letter I gave him or not is up to him.”

From his perspective, I’m almost like a benefactor who saved him from the market of hired workers.

Unless it’s an unreasonable request, Grayson will likely help me.

“Well, it may seem like a bit of a difficult request on the surface.”

The task I assigned was quite concise but belonged to a relatively difficult category.

If you look at the task I gave him by arranging the numbers in order:

1. Find Francis Watson and show him the letter in the student council room.

2. Bury Francis with the school director in the cold ground together.

Roughly, that’s the message in dozens of lines of the letter.

Yeah, I know. There’s a somewhat uncomfortable feeling that there’s a lot of omission in the process between 1 and 2.

But apart from 1 and 2, there was nothing in the letter but simple greetings or a little recounting of what we had experienced, and there were no words to express it.

The content I had to convey in the letter was quite awkward.

“In fact, the request itself doesn’t seem like an easy one.”

The head of the Camble Academy, who could easily rise to the top of the Empire’s military rankings.

The headmaster is a prominent figure, no less important than the countless students and professors, and even the academy’s first lady.

It was best not to even think about killing him half-heartedly, for the sake of one’s own well-being.

To be precise, it would have been preferable.

“To kill him, the First Princess, Olivia, is quite a venomous character.”

The Princess, quite literally, used all sorts of vile and dirty tricks to drive him to his death.

Using methods that could be called poison and assassination, she made the headmaster the executioner in a martial arts world, a master of death.

“And then, she freely modified his body to resemble a robotic entity.”

Using living humans to create artificial beings, that is the truth of the Homunculus Project that Olivia is carrying out.

Naturally, in order to embed the desired technological capabilities in them, their physical durability had to far exceed the average.

Hence, so far, only five specimens have been completed as Homunculi.

“But, in addition, due to the limitations of the technology, they couldn’t keep up with their true potential.”

Olivia used the original status of the Homunculi’s bodies to exploit them as information agents.

In reality, they were too valuable to leave unused, so she found ways to use them.

“And that operation worked very well indeed.”

Homunculi have no possibility of disobedience or betrayal.

Given their high standing in society, their information was of extremely high quality.

For example, the headmaster secretly infiltrated as Noah to extract information about pirates.

“So, what you’re saying is that even the headmaster of this academy is impossible for that mechanical entity?”

“Of course, he used to be a person, but he died once and was realized through technology, so now he’s just a machine.”

“Ha, it’s an unbelievable story. I knew my sister was up to something, but…”

While the crown prince was deep in thought, he continued to pull his hair.

When he had been holding a large bag for a long time, he grabbed Noah’s hair from the overly large bag and placed his entire body on the table.

At the same time, the visible Homunculus, the machine circuits behind Noah’s torn skin, and the wires that extended like veins.

The crown prince, Theo, looked at it and gradually changed his puzzled expression to a confident one, taking a light breath.

“Exactly how far my sister has fallen, not only ruining my life but the whole couNT*Ry…”

Theo mumbled for a moment and then, glancing at me and Dylan, he grinned and put his hand on Noah’s chest.

“Okay, it seems certain that my sister is up to something, so I’ll join you. However, I have one condition.”

“A condition, you say?”

“I want to personally finish off Olivia…”

-Ding!

When Theo was speaking seriously like that, an urgent notification sound came from the magic device in my pocket, as if a message had arrived.

I checked it briefly, and the source of the notification sound was a message from the magic device that Raul and Heidi had.

The content of the message was written hastily, so it was disorganized, but to summarize, it said:

“Nihil left the island after confirming that someone he was looking for is missing.”

…Seriously, I solve one person’s problem and now another person is causing trouble.

I sighed deeply in despair, realizing that nothing goes as I had thought.

It was truly an awful day.