Wrong Genre! - Chapter 9.2
Unable to hide his confusion, Rueg opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Felix came closer and grabbed Rueg’s arm. Then, all at once, Felix lifted Rueg and set him down on a soft sofa.
‘He’s being kind to me for the last time before I die.’
As the terror of death washed over him, Rueg couldn’t help but tremble.
His emotions stirred so much that, before he knew it, he was about to cry. Kneeling on the sofa, Rueg started desperately pleading.
“Y-Your Highness. I swear, I never meant to deceive you by coming here… My sister disappeared suddenly, and I was worried Your Highness would be troubled if your aide stopped coming to work without warning…”
“Troubled?”
“Aaah! N-No! I was wrong, I’m sorry! That’s not true! It’s because I was afraid the Verdic family would be ruined if I got fired from the imperial aide position with my sister gone!”
Eyes squeezed shut, Rueg ended up blurting out everything, from how he’d come to be here, all the way to the Verdic family’s financial situation.
“So in the end… what you mean is you just don’t want to get fired from your post as aide?”
“…Yes…”
“For someone who says that, you’re doing a pretty poor job.”
At Felix’s words, Rueg’s eyes welled with tears. Ever since he’d ended up in this body, he’d truly worked harder than ever before.
But hearing, firsthand, that all that effort was useless. It was like his heart was being shredded apart.
‘What should I do?’
Felix, stroking his chin as he looked at Rueg, let out a little “Ah,” as if realizing something, and continued.
“There’s one thing you can do. No, it’s something only you can do.”
“A… A job…?”
“Yes. Want to hear it?”
At Felix’s raised eyebrow, Rueg swallowed nervously. Just what kind of dangerous task was he about to be given, now that his secret had been exposed?
“Of course, if you refuse, I’ll have to decide what to do about House Verdic in the future.”
“I’ll listen! No, please let me hear it!”
Rueg replied, all nerves and desperation, and Felix’s smile grew deeper.
“I can’t fall asleep properly if there’s no one beside me.”
“…Excuse me?”
“To be exact, it’s hard for me to sleep unless I feel a person’s warmth. Maybe it’s because of something that happened in my childhood.”
His childhood…?
Did something happen in Felix’s childhood? At least, nothing about Felix’s past was written in the novel his childhood friend had penned.
Looking tired, Felix pressed his fingers to his eyes, then sighed and continued.
“That said, I can’t trust just anyone to bring into my bed. But with a Verdic, it’s different.”
“Y-You mean… you want me to stay by your side until you fall asleep?”
“No, I mean you have to sleep with me.”
“…With you?!”
“What’s the problem? I’m a man, and you’re a man.”
At Felix’s words, Rueg blinked slowly.
In truth, nothing Felix had said was wrong.
If it had been Versha receiving this offer, it would have caused all sorts of problems.
Versha might have fallen for Felix, started bullying Yuri, or gotten fired for falling in love rather than doing her job…
In any case, there was a high chance that a dozen different issues tied to the original story would arise.
But if he were the one to accept this offer…
Stealing a glance at Felix, Rueg looked up.
Jet-black hair like the night sky, eyes like the world’s most beautiful jewels.
A build twice his own size, and the occasional wild air he exuded… So attractive, it could make anyone’s heart pound.
‘Maybe Versha isn’t the only problem here…’
Would Rueg really be able to keep himself from falling for this man?
Rueg believed gender was no barrier to falling in love. But since this was a straight romance fantasy genre, the moment Rueg fell for Felix, it was obvious it would become a heart-wrenching one-sided love.
“I…”
Honestly, he didn’t have the confidence.
Felix was the most wonderful man in the world, and those moments of gentle kindness were the real deal.
“I have no intention of asking for this for free.”
“……?”
“I’ll pay off all the debts Versha Verdic racked up in the Countdom’s name. How about it? Is that enough?”
The moment Rueg heard that, every thought in his head went flying.
It’s clear.
Our Crown Prince is really the best.
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