Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
Chapter 337: Attempted
Fabienne, her face bright red, waited for my response. If there’s a man who could refuse her here, I think he’d deserve a slap on both cheeks.
“Alright then, shall we take a bath together? Is the bath available?”
“I’ll check right away!”
With that, Nero shot out of the room like a bullet. It almost looked like he was fleeing. No, he was fleeing. How could he abandon his master and run off like that?
It wouldn’t do to leave Fabienne waiting outside the room. I invited her in. Following closely behind her, of course, was her personal attendant.
Well, you could call that a deterrent. Not that I’d do anything inappropriate. She’s only ten years old, after all.
“Um, sorry for deciding that on my own earlier. In my mind, I had already settled on the idea of living with you forever, Fabienne. I guess I got ahead of myself.”
“Hyah! Th-that’s not a problem at all. I’ve also always wanted to stay with you!”
Whoa, Fabienne just made quite the sound there. As a gentleman of the Spencer Kingdom, I decided to pretend I hadn’t heard it. Even so, I felt relieved knowing she wanted to stay with me too.
“When the snow melts, let’s go greet Baron Amber’s family. I’m sure you’d like to see your family too, right, Fabienne?”
“Yes, indeed. I think they’ll be surprised to hear I’ll be staying with the Marquis of Heine from spring.”
“Do you think they’ll disapprove?”
“I don’t think so, but they might feel lonely.”
Fabienne’s tone dropped slightly. Of course, they would. If their only daughter were to spend so much time in another household, they’d naturally feel lonely. It would have been nice if Baron Amber had another child, but that’s unlikely given the current circumstances.
Baron Amber probably wants me to become the next baron. It would undoubtedly be advantageous for their household. If a firstborn son were to come along as a rival, it could lead to internal conflict.
I feel bad for the Baron and his wife. Maybe I should’ve thought this through more.
“Julius-sama, is something the matter?”
Fabienne tilted her head slightly, her brows furrowed in concern as she peered up at me. I couldn’t just say “it’s nothing.” That would only darken her expression further. It would be better to be honest, though it’s a bit hard to say.
“…I was just thinking that I might have wronged your parents.”
“That’s not true at all. Both Father and Mother are delighted that I’m with you, Julius-sama.”
As she said this, she firmly clasped my hand. You’re going to make me fall for you all over again!—Wait, I’m already smitten, aren’t I? I hope she genuinely feels that way. But there’s no use agonizing over this forever. I’ll need to draw the line in my heart somewhere.
I will become the Baron of Amber, then rise to Viscount, and aim even higher. That’s how I’ll repay their kindness. If I do that, they’ll think they made the right choice by choosing me. I can do this.
“Fabienne…”
“Julius-sama…”
The chime of the doorbell interrupted us. It seemed Nero had returned at just the right moment. While keeping a watchful eye on us, the servant moved toward the door.
I wonder how far is considered acceptable. A kiss should be fine, right? Well, it ended as an attempt, but still. Damn it.
“Julius-sama, the bath is ready for you.”
“Got it. Fabienne, shall we head to the bath?”
“Y-yes…”
Nero tilted his head and furrowed his brows. It’s fine, Nero. Don’t worry about Fabienne’s red face. I might be blushing too, though.
I glanced at the mirror. Yep, I’m blushing as well.
Upon arriving at the bathroom, I firmly instructed them to put up a “Occupied” sign. Additionally, I made sure no one else would enter, just in case. The main concern here was Rosalia. She might decide to come in with Mira.
The others should be able to read the room. Probably.
“I’ll stand guard here and make sure everything’s secure.”
“Oh, uh, thanks. I’m counting on you.”
“Leave it to me. I won’t let anyone disturb you two.”
Nero took on the role of a guard. It gave me some relief. I didn’t want even Nero to see anything. Could this be jealousy? It seems I might have stronger possessive tendencies than I thought.
With only women around me now, I felt slightly awkward. I quickly undressed and entered the bathroom. Naturally, I had told Fabienne, “Make sure to wrap yourself in a towel before coming in.”
With that precaution, the “sealed artifact” within me would remain untouched. I’m counting on this.
“It’s fine. We’re both only ten years old. Stay calm. I can handle this.”
I muttered to myself while washing my body under the shower. A hurried servant came in to wash my hair and body.
Old habits die hard—I found myself instinctively washing my own body before entering the bath, just like I used to do back in Japan.
Being a noble is truly exhausting. You have to let others wash your body and dress you. If you don’t, the servants would lose their jobs and end up being dismissed.
As I passively allowed myself to be washed, Fabienne entered the bathroom.
Hmm, hmm, she’s wrapped her body securely in a towel. Good.
But wait a second… Could it be that Fabienne’s figure looks slimmer in clothes? Mainly her chest. With just a towel, it’s apparent that her chest is far larger than I expected. We’re the same age, right?
The people of this world are really well-developed. My “sealed Cerberus” feels like it’s about to break free. Please, I beg of you—no accidental slips, no clichéd lucky pervert moments!