The solid body that was entering through an open door stopped.
"......I was wondering where you were."
The faint, dejected voice made my ears a little sore.
Upon returning to the mansion, I could fully know who Jungkook was looking for first by hearing that.
Jungkook took off his overcoat and came towards me, while unbuttoned his cuffs.
I was sitting on the desk in the Oval Office, not on the reception couch.
I opened my mouth thinking that Jungkook's wrist, which was revealed by the unbuttoned cuffs, was seductive.
"What have you been doing?"
I didn't mean to do that, but it just sort of whined.
Jungkook, who had come to the point, stopped moving for a moment and quickly lowered me.
"Did you wait?"
".....just wondering what you did outside."
"Lalksa."
A big hand wrapped around my forehead and swept it lightly.
The bangs that tickled the eyes followed smoothly.
"What's the matter?"
He's really like a ghost.
Well, this may be because I don't hide it on my face, but I spoke frankly.
"The Count came today as well."
"Really?"
Jungkook swept my hair back a few more times.
The calm touch made me feel good.
"I think I've given him enough slack...."
"...No, that's not exactly because of that why I'm doing this."
Once I saved the Count's life, I continued my words.
"The count said that I don't have to come back to the kingdom completely, but to just meet the queen instead."
"......."
"He said just once is fine."
"What do you want to do?"
I raised my eyes.
I met the golden pupil staring straight to me, gentle but straight.
I hesitated for a moment and then opened my mouth.
"......I don't know."
I don't know.
This was sincere.
"He said that the queen is sick."
"......."
"He said she has a chronic disease. He said her heart is not in good shape. She's hiding it outside and still doing her duty on the day but no one knows what she will become the next day."
I don't think he said anything about the day and the next day, but that's what he meant anyway.
"That's why she wants to see me before she dies. Anyway, I'm her biological child."
"Is that all that Count Kim said?"
"......yes."
Jungkook fidgeted with my hair more in the middle, and soon put his hand down.
Unknowingly, when I felt regret, I picked up some documents that Jungkook had put down on his desk.
I noticed that was what Jungkook had brought in as he entered the Oval Office.
"What's this?"
"The count's background check."
Jungkook casually announced the illegal results.
"Want to see?"
No, well......there's nothing I can do even if I see it but still.
I accepted a bundle of paper.
The multi-page document contained quite a few letters.
I flipped through the papers one by one to look at the contents through quick reading.
First of all, the count's status was true.
He is indeed a close aide of the queen.
Besides, according to this document, it was true that there was a twin legend of the royal family of the Kingdom Viroz, and that there was a rebel over the throne.
'It's true that the Queen of the Kingdom has been living in a castle more than ever lately.....'
It was so detailed that I wondered how Jungkook found out about it in just a few days.
Wait, will this increase the credibility of Count Kim's remarks?
I hesitated when I passed the last page thinking so.
Guild Olkir, a murder contractor in the Viroz Kingdom.
".....murder contractor?"
"The guild itself is gone. The more."
Jungkook took the documents back from my hand and added an additional explanation.
"It's the guild that the men who were after you in the North Forest we were in."
Jungkook put the documents he had taken back on the desk.
There was a clump of paper falling down.
"I was going to wipe the guild off anyway, but... they're already been taken off by another party."
"Another party.........."
"Well, I haven't figured that out here either."
Jungkook glanced at me gently.
His lips were sweet.
"I don't think the rebel forces are going to have to deal with things this loud."
"........"
I see what he's talking about.
Rebellion is an organization that is universally reserved for action, regardless of its size.
Why?
Because it's over when they get caught.
They had every justification to be wiped out by the nation's armed forces the moment they were caught.
So moving unnoticed and secretly handling things was the basis of the basics for them.
In such a situation, it was only a foolish and inefficient waste to destroy a guild even if they had the power to do so.
If it's really the rebel forces that erased the guild.
"What do you want to do?"
Jungkook asked again.
I stopped thinking and looked into Jungkook's glassy, transparent eyes.
The answer was easier said than done.
"......I want to see her."
"You want to see her?"
"I'm curious."
When the possibility arose that Count Kim's desperate claims might all be lies, another resolution came into my mind.
I wonder about the queen.
I want to see what kind of person she is.
What kind of face does a person have when she fails to kill her own child 20 years ago and goes so far as to reverse her failure?
"I want to go and meet the queen in person."
I said so and then quickly added.
Just in case if he thinks I'm trying to crawl in front of someone who wants to kill me without any countermeasures.
"So I'm going to do this......"
Although it just came to mind, I explained my opinion that I thought was not bad.
When Jungkook heard it all, he seemed to be silent for a moment, then whispered in my ear.
"......do it like that."
"Huh? It doesn't matter to me, but then you...."
"I don't care."
Then I feel much better and reassured.
I nodded.
This is how it was decided.
It was a clear and quick decision.
I felt a little empty because the time I had been worrying about it alone since the morning was so fast that it made me laugh, and I suddenly felt a soft touch on my forehead.
When I looked up in surprise, Jungkook smiled naturally.
"Why?"
"Just on your forehead..."
"There's something on it?"
Look at him, trying to be pretentious and flirting.
I lost my words and stared hard at him, and Jungkook burst into a giggle.
Then he admitted.
"Because I can see your forehead."
What?
That's why it's ridiculous.
No, that's just no reason.
I rubbed my forehead as if it had been burned by a slight touch of body temperature, and suddenly I reached out my hand, thinking somewhere.
If he did it because he can see it, then me too.
"......what are you doing?"
"Just because."
I rolled up Jungkook's right-hand shirt sleeves on a desk and fiddled with the exposed wrist bone.
I answer as naturally as possible to the question
"Because I can see your wrist bone."
It wasn't exactly now, but just a little while ago, when Jungkook unbuttoned his sleeve, I saw it at first glance, and from then on, I was thinking about it and wanted to touch it.
It might be said that popping out like peach bones stimulated people's desire to touch (?).
How much was I satisfying my impure desire while groping Jungkook's wrist?
Suddenly my forehead felt itchy.
Huh?
It tickles?
Why.......
"Lalisa."
"......"
"Are you seducing me now?"
Jungkook's voice sounded husky.
I knew what it was that tickled my forehead like a feather.
It was Jungkook's hair.
Oh, no, wait a minute.
I can't talk to him this close......and seduction?
"What, what seduction?"
"Because your hands are so soft and touch me so intimacy. I feel like I'm being seduced."
"What so intimacy!"
Ugh, I've never touched him so intimacy!
Well......maybe!
I hesitated to protest actively.
If I moved here more, I could touch his lips.
Jungkook whispered, keeping me locked between his arms.
"I was tempted anyway, so I want you to take responsibility."
"....."
I mean, why would I seduce.....
If so, wouldn't you be the beginning of temptation, since you secretly exposed your wrist bones to me?
I hesitated for a moment to say this and then quit.
To be honest, I don't think it's an important issue who seduced first in this situation.
More than that I suddenly wanted to correct something else.
"Seduction...."
I raised one hand and swept Jungkook's shoulder slightly down.
Then I took the other hand to the front of Jungkook's shirt and put my index finger up and slipped it against his hard chest.
Slow and slow, touching buttons one by one.
Slowly.
"......it's like this."
Well, hang on.
It was nice to have spontaneously followed it because I remembered what I had seen in the past, but the problem is that after I did it, the awareness that I was too frustrated started to come in.
What should I do?
And Jungkook didn't give me time to think long.
He lifted me up right away and moved me on a soft sofa, not on the desk in the Oval Office.
"Lalisa."
I blinked, looking up at Jungkook, lying halfway down.
Somehow the turtleneck moved loudly.
"It's not my fault today, even if the kiss gets longer."
"......"
"Make it clear."
Dear God,
'The first step was good.'
Soon after, my thoughts were eaten by Jungkook with breathing.
I couldn't get out of Jungkook's office much later than I expected this day, but there was no complaint at all, as a matter of course.