It was discussed in our reception room. In the meantime, Dirk's ambitious gaos rang, so I talked to him from Dirk if he was trying to figure out how he cut it out over dinner, which was becoming lunch.

"Rosalind."

"What?"

"About this morning... no, I've been here lately, and I want to wait until Rosalind is properly sixteen. I've been forced to marry... and I'm sure it's a burden, and I don't think we should have kids yet."

"Okay. But I don't want to wait any longer. I know Dilk is thinking of my load. Dirk is right. I'm pretty sure this marriage wasn't my intention, but I was gonna marry Dirk. It wasn't just now."

"... yeah"

"I also eventually agreed to the marriage. I didn't hate getting married. I want to be Dirk's proper daughter-in-law."

"... Huh?

"I only made it for the weekend, not to attack it with pheromones or anything, right? Sure, it's gonna be tough, but I'm newlywed, so I want to be with you at night or so."

"... Rosalind..."

"Just once, I want me to be... all yours"

"............ I don't feel like I can win! What the fuck!? How can you be so healthy!?

"I don't think you're healthy. I'm just trying to get through Wagamama after understanding Dirk's intentions. Dirk, so am I. I've waited seven years, haven't I? The difference in years was hard. Don't be patient, make me yours?

"Ugh..."

"I want to be Dirk-Burton's, both physically and mentally, of my own free will. And I want you to make me a Rosalind-Burton in the true sense of Dirk's will"

"... I don't care what happens anymore, do I? I can't stop crying or hurting. Make you... mine alone"

"... yeah"

Ultimately, it was this' word 'that completely destroyed his reason.

No, yeah. It was awesome. I wanted to take a bath before I could be honest with you, and it was midday, but I don't care about those final things. I don't know how many times I've passed out. Is that it? Is that a pleasure blame? Do you have half a memory or not? It didn't hurt much. Because you expanded? About bled somewhat.

And the next morning, I couldn't move.

"I'm sorry I made you impossible."

"No, I wanted..."

Dirk, who cares so much for me who can't stand up. It's colourful. It is. Shit. I ask you not to insignificantly harass me. No... well, not silly... but I have a little trouble not being able to stand tomorrow. But, well, it's not my job to be in trouble, and I'm thinking about it.

"... well, can we do it again tonight?

"............ yeah. I was thinking about it, too. But I'd like to discuss the future... and give it a try tonight, okay? Darling."

"................................. you know, I don't even think Rosalind should be too cute"

"Then you'll be adorable for the rest of your life and take care of me. I don't want to miss you anymore..."

Maybe this is what I mean. Not only that one month, but I couldn't keep Dilk at my side with pheromones... and I've always missed him. I was embarrassed, happy, my chest was bitter... and I hugged Dilk all the time. The arms that gently wrap me are loving.

"........................ I don't feel like I can win at all! Damn cute!! I won't let you go if you hate me! Because I won't give you time to miss me!

But this was the only time Dilk teased Fever so far, and he was so kind considering my burden unless I stirred him up.

My body doesn't move, but I feel so full that I feel like I'm hanging out.

And as a result of the discussion, I'm going to live in my new home. I have a metastasis, and I still want to spend some time with you two. I'm busy at work, but it's going to be fun every day.