BL: The Northern Grand Duke’s Hamster (Novel Translation)

"How about your right arm?"

"It's hard to move, but it's still much better than before. Apparently, that child—I think he played a little prank with my arm when I was a hamster."

"As expected..."

"Stop saying that you should have killed him. I think I've heard it about seventy times. Of course, I agree. If he tries such a trick next time, please kill him."

Kyle unbuttoned my shirt with a careful hand. The blue bruises that were visible at first glance through my whitish skin were still clear, but they were a little better than they had been about five or six hours ago. Even if I couldn't move around freely, if I tried, I could somehow clench and open my fists. It seemed that Knox had reaped some magical power.

I tried to put a lot of strength into my shoulders and look good somehow, but then the pain flared up, and I ended up making a pained sound.

"Don't overdo it."

"... Ahaha."

Kyle frowned and carefully placed his hand on my shoulder. Soon, a red aura rose from his fingertips and slowly seeped into my skin. When I had asked him why he suddenly went to see a mage, it seemed that he had learned how to use this magic.

"I'm not a sorcerer, so I can't get rid of the stigma, but if I do this, it can temporarily reduce the pain."

'Isn't it like pouring water on a poison that has already spread?'

However, it wasn't ineffective. When the pain that used to ache to the bone subsided, I felt much more comfortable. I nodded while straddling Kyle's lap, then spread my arms and put them on his shoulder. It was a charming gesture in its own way, but fortunately, Kyle noticed. He closed his eyes slightly and smiled.

"Did you learn this on purpose?"

Kyle answered my question firmly. "Because I don't want you to be sick."

"..."

"That's why..."

A large hand approached and gently stroked the back of my head. It was an infinitely affectionate touch. Originally, I didn't get nervous in his arms, but even so, it was warm and gentle enough to ease all my vigilance.

"I hope you don't get involved with him as much as possible."

"Of course."

I retorted a little nervously. If anyone heard me, they'd think I was intentionally seeking Knox out. Because I wasn't.

"I want to do that too, but that child is unilaterally invading. Honestly, if I give in, I'll die of trouble."

Instead of answering, Kyle focused on pouring magic into my arm. Almost never, even though it would be less efficient, he was doing it silently. I felt that kind of cute appearance, so I lowered my head slightly and thought to myself, he's so endearing.

"I think you really hate me being with Knox, Your Highness."

"In addition to harming you, he shows interest in you."

"Well, what do you think? I'm only interested in Your Highness."

"I know. I believe in it. That's why I put up with it. But..."

There was a short silence. Kyle saw that the chill in my arm had subsided, and he looked up at me. It was a somewhat eager gaze.

"... After all, is it too childish?"

I guess he was aware that he was jealous.

"Why do you keep doing that? Just like someone who has never been jealous in his life."

"..."

What the heck. Why is there no answer?

"... Is it really your first time?"

Kyle replied as if I were asking such a strange question. "You're the first person I've ever liked in my life, so of course it's the first time I've ever been jealous."

"..."

"..."

"... Really?"

When I thought about it, it was true. I stared at Kyle's face with a dazed expression. His cheeks, as well as his ears, were flushed reddish. He was serious and calm in everything, so he didn't get agitated much. Unless it concerned me, he wouldn't be so ashamed or embarrassed. Just seeing him like that warmed my heart, and I had a pitiful face. Because he was more affectionate than anyone else in this world.

"That's good."

I whispered very softly, pressing my head against his, and slowly stroked Kyle's cheek with my thumb. He made a soft sound as I pressed my lips together.

"It's my first time too."

Kyle replied in a slightly hoarse voice. "No way."

"Yes?"

His red eyes were burning calmly. "You're so beautiful, but no one has ever paid attention to you?"

"... Ugh, you're so cheesy."

His flattery was truly high-level. How he managed to make it sound fresh and not tiresome day by day, I didn't know. I said it as if it were a bother, but it wasn't that I hated him. On the contrary, it was the opposite. Perhaps because of my fluttering heart, it began to beat violently. The thumping sound was so loud, I thought it would be passed on to him.

"Even if there is, what does it matter?"

Kyle's gaze resembled flames. It was as if the heat had moved to me. Not only my cheeks, earlobes, and the high temperature descending down the nape of my neck, but also my heart was beating uncontrollably, warming up.

"The only one I like is Your Highness."

He laughed at the words I swore. Even if there was a person who had everything in the world, he couldn't be happier than he was now. Lips touched lightly. It was contact so soft that you could barely feel each other's breath. I was obedient, as if I had received an order from him that I could not disobey. I closed my eyes.

In the peaceful darkness, Kyle moved a little more boldly. With one hand, he caressed the nape of my neck, wrapped his cheeks, and lightly pressed his chin. His right arm wrapped around my waist and pressed our upper bodies together. His hands, full of calluses and scars, groped freely around, slowly climbing up along the hollow of my back.

I opened my mouth, and Kyle was willing to deepen the kiss. A deafening, dense kiss ensued. Before I knew it, I was squeezing the hem of his clothes and standing on my tiptoes. I was out of breath, and the light that had spread through my slightly open eyes leaked in. In my blurred vision, I felt as if he laughed a little.

He didn't want me to hold him with my injured arm, so he slowly removed the arm that was half-hanging from my shoulder and wrapped it around my back to support me so as not to lose my balance.

"... Oh."

Our eyes met again. Kyle was looking at me the whole time. It was as if he had been eagerly waiting for me to just open my eyes and look at him. I learned from him that I could convey affection with just my eyes. Not in words. No, rather, emotions that cannot be expressed in words were conveyed, and my whole soul felt hot, as if it was going to consume me.

I wanted to tell him. Even though I couldn't be that passionate, I still put my whole heart into it. I wanted to tell him.

I like you too. I also love you as much as you do, that. Willing to live this world for the sole reason that I love you...

"Your Highness, wait..."

At that moment, my body leaned back. I was half-buried in the soft bed, and my eyes went dark. It was because his whole body was covered by Kyle's shadow. When I turned around in a little embarrassment, he lowered his head slightly and rubbed his forehead, cheeks, and eyelids. He lowered his lips. It looked like a bird pecking with its beak.

"Isn't it okay?"

His face was disheveled, just like mine. In contrast, his voice was neat and low. However, he couldn't hide the strange plea that was doubled by the way he spoke. I looked up at him, swallowing my dry saliva. Noticing my strange hesitation, Kyle waited patiently. I wasn't a child, so I knew what this situation meant and what was about to happen. To be honest, I was a little scared.

"I don't do things you don't like. I promise."

However, the voice in my ear was so affectionate that it was too kind. Because it was soft and warm, as if it would melt my heart. So I couldn't bear to say I didn't like it. I didn't hate it. Afraid but willing, I had no choice but to grab his collar and pull him closer.

"... There is a lot of work to do, but I don't know if this is okay."

Then, Kyle burst into a small laugh. "I always think about it, but you think so many things with that little head."

"It can't be helped!"

Warm lips touched my cheeks. The kiss that seemed to tickle with feathers fell many times. Then, he immediately acted as if he was going to swallow my lips in one bite. Was it because of my mood? I felt like I had seen his bottomless longing at first glance.

"It's okay for a day."

That word came out through a very small gap. I felt his urgency and eagerness. Kyle didn't know, but he had a weak spot.

'Who can say no if you say it like this?'

Are you doing this knowing everything? No, I thought he was a bear, but he's a silver fox.

In fact, he was right. Hanging out for a day wouldn't change anything. I had told him to bring the data and looked at it when I was a hamster. If I could, I could go to the tower and find out. But apart from that, Kyle, who was quietly burning the atmosphere, couldn't help but be shallow.

I snuck my teeth up and bit his lower lip. Then he suppressed a sound of pain. It seemed to be more of a sensation than pain.

"I have to look at those materials tomorrow morning. So be moderate and sensible. You know?"

Kyle buried his head in the nape of my neck and laughed. It was an attitude that he was going to die because he was cute. As his unconscious heart thumped, his thin skin fluttering with him, hot breath lingered.

"Yes."

"Nice."

Of course, I didn't know that after ten minutes or so, I would want to cancel the word "nice." I didn't know.

I quickly waved my arms. The light from the magically lit bedside was noticeably turned off. As it set, darkness fell on the bedroom.