The Villainess, Cecilia Silvy, Doesn’t Want to Die, so She Decided to Crossdress

The night of the day when I came back from the cottage. Gilbert woke up asleep. If you wipe your forehead while lying down on your back, your hands will be moistened with sweat.

(--hot)

Heavy air containing humidity clings to the body. Even in the kingdom of Prospére, which is said to be relatively easy to spend in summer, hot days are hot. The heat permeates, especially on days like today when you return from the cool waterside.

(Let's drink with water)

Gilbert forcibly awakens his sleeping head and raises his body. Then, I slid my gaze sideways-I got stuck.

"why……"

It's not surprising that you spell it out. Next to him was Cecilia. She is sleeping comfortably, still in the same futon as Gilbert.

(No way, something-!!)

The most incredible when this happens is yourself. I rush to check her body to see if she has done something to her. Then, she worriedly turned over the futon on her and took a breath of relief.

(Was good……)

She was dressed properly. Gilbert covers his face.

surprised. I was really surprised.

Sweat moisturizes the skin for a different reason.

(Speaking of which, I just wanted to sleep together ...)

Gilbert gasps as he recalls Cecilia's behavior.

Last night, Cecilia came to Gilbert's room with her pillow. I was surprised at the thin summer night clothes and asked what happened. She says. Apparently he was scared by Lean's threat. Gilbert sent Cecilia to the room, saying, "I'll tell you to increase your security." At that time, I thought I was convinced, but ...

(No way, I didn't think I would come in while I was sleeping)

Apparently he wasn't convinced.

Gilbert reattaches Cecilia's futon. At that time, my eyes stopped at the white collarbone that I was looking into. The exposed decollete part is slightly upbeat because of the heat. A bundle of hair stuck to her sweaty skin, which seemed strangely glossy. A ball of sweat emerges on her breast lying down. It slips on the skin and slides down her valley.

Gilbert looked at the sliding ball of sweat and turned his face.

(No good)

Body temperature rises. She would only see her as a brother-in-law, but she sees her as a woman. Even if you say "older sister" in your mouth, you never really thought it was "older sister."

Killers can certainly be dangerous. But the most dangerous thing in this situation was myself.

"Nnn"

I guess it's hard to sleep. Cecilia rolled over, and this time came out of the edge of the futon. Gilbert hurriedly puts a futon on her leg, which came up to her thigh.

"Huh oh ..."

Only sighs spill out of my mouth. I just wanted to go drinking water, but what is this treatment?

In a situation like this, all you can do is go over your head.

Gilbert brushes the hair stuck on Cecilia's cheek. Then he touched his lips with his thumb.

When I squashed it, I felt dizzy with a soft touch.

"Sister. Do you want to break your engagement?

Ask them in a whispering voice. Engagement is, of course, the engagement between Oscar and Cecilia. Gilbert knew how to destroy it.

(If you think about it, it's a simple story ...)

What she needs as a queen is intelligence, dignity, and pedigree. And chastity. Stripping any of these would destroy her qualities as a queen. I mean--

(I'm here ...)

Gilbert once again pressed Cecilia's lips and slowly traced her lips.

"But you'll hate it."

Stealing is easy. But doing so will hurt her, and she will no longer be able to speak.

But if she can get it, wouldn't it be cheap if she stayed with me all the time? She is the one who says "I like it" and "I like it" almost every day. Maybe he will forgive me if time allows.

"Oh!

Gilbert lay down on the spot. The fact that I don't usually think about it is highlighted in a variety of ways, and I am disgusted with myself.

"I wouldn't think of such a move if I was your Highness ..."

From Gilbert's perspective, no man is more honest and innocent. He wouldn't come up with a hand that would hurt Cecilia, even if he was in the same position as Gilbert. Even if you come up with a good idea, it will be cut off if it is out of the question.

Looking up at the ceiling, Lean's voice heard a few days ago comes back to my mind.

"You're the quality you're willing to sacrifice for your sister-in-law's happiness? Somewhere in my heart, if Cecilia is happy, I'm even willing to give her to His Highness. I'm doing my best somewhere, but I'm doing somewhere to give up. ''

"I hate, Gilbert. The place where you have such a high calculation. I hate people who give up, but I don't like this in the world. '

"Well, sometimes you'll be bearish."

Gilbert mumbles weakly.

If you marry Oscar, Cecilia will surely be happy. He will protect and care for her whatever. It's something we all know, and it's close to final.

So only Gilbert is fighting. She is holding her hand desperately to be with her.

Gilbert touched her lip with the thumb that was holding her lip.

(I don't want anyone to give up. But ...)

He can hear a regular sleep at his ear. Turning to the side, Cecilia closed her eyes.

And again, Lean's voice shakes his head.

"I'm pushing you. It's like Huey to me. ...... In other words, the person you like "

"Is the man who liked your sister your Highness?"

Cecilia did not answer the word and rolled over again.