My Destiny To Be Loved By The Villains[part 1 Complete ]

Chapter 104: Speedrun (1)

༺ Speedrun (1) ༻

[...Say that again.]

"...I asked for you to send me some materials related to sexual techniques."

[...]

On the other end of the call, Beatrix wrapped her hand around her chin and fell into deep thought.

She opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, before closing her mouth again.

It seemed she didn't even know where to start.

In the end, seemingly to have given up on everything, she grabbed her head and spoke with a resigned tone.

[What kind of bullshit did that fucker do this time?]

"..."

Even though Dowd was blatantly getting sworn at, Eleanor couldn't find it in herself to defend him this time.

And when thinking about the words that would follow, this feeling weighed onto her even more heavily.

"Dowd...s-said...c-c-chi-ch—""

Eleanor stammered out the sentence with a face flushed bright red.

It was understandable. The sentence she wanted to say was something that could embarrass even herself; A woman who had never shown any emotion on her face.

[...Ch? What? Did you malfunction? Are you broken?]

"He...said...we...should...have...a...child."

[...]

"A-And, I thought it wouldn't be too bad to have at least one before conducting the ceremony."

With a soulless expression, Beatrice, who had been silent for a brief moment, began to speak with great difficulty.

[Why did that topic suddenly come up?]

"...He announced his intention to accept a concubine for childcare, so he...uh...said we should...p-push ahead w-with such plans...soon."

[Eleanor.]

Beatrix took a deep breath. The tone that came out of her mouth was lower than usual.

It was her attempt to stay calm and talk nicely without exploding.

Or at least, she tried to. It was a nice try, though.

[Are you insane—?!]

"..."

Eleanor instantly shut her mouth at the expected reaction.

After all, even if the culture of encouraging both legitimate wives and concubines was prevalent among high nobility, that didn't mean the parties involved would be happy about it.

Moreover, Beatrix was someone who knew very well that Eleanor had consistently given Dowd her pure love.

No matter how the words were structured and constructed, there was no chance she would take it graciously.

[You, you...How can you talk about such a thing so easily...! A concubine?! A bastard who just received a mere Viscounty dares to demand such a thing first from the Young Lady of a Duchy? How does that make any sense—!]

"..."

Unbecoming of her usual self, Eleanor continued to get scolded as she bowed her head and pursed her lips.

Except for her father, she had never experienced such a treatment from another person in her entire life. However, if the person involved in her discussions with Beatrix was Dowd, this wasn't an unusual thing.