Thank You For Being Trash - Chapter 40

Chapter 40 – Laria Lepis (3)

After that, Lepis became the youngest administrator of the Imperial Palace. He had since been promoted to the position of the youngest assistant and the youngest chief of staff.

At the age of twenty, Distria ascended the throne. When he became Emperor, he cut off all his aides who were not working by my standards. Even though the blank space was considerable, there was nothing missing or lacking.

He looked at Lepis with curious eyes.

“Isn’t it difficult?”

“…It’s better to be alone than to work with idiots like that.”

Hearing Lepis’ words, he laughed out loud. Distria gave him the right to appoint an assistant. However, the vacancy was not easily filled.

“Why hasn’t it been filled yet?”

“No one is of any use.”

Lepis handed the quarterly report to him. Despite a large amount of the report, it was neatly organized and was very pleasing to Distria. He was a great person, except for being picky about things.

“…Why don’t you teach them like you?”

“A high-level workforce like me training…? It’s a waste of time.”

Distria shook his head in defeat. After that, Lepis recruited and trained some aides. Shortly after, they resigned after not being able to withstand his intensive education, so Distria never spoke of the vacant position again.

Lepis was competent, so he was as dangerous as he was capable.

If he didn’t work, the Imperial Palace wouldn’t revolve. Even though Lepis with no desire for material and power, the Emperor always had to be prepared for the worst. It was his mistake to hand over the personnel rights in the first place. The Emperor appointed two separate teams of aides to manage him.

“I want you to work a little more leisurely.”

Distria’s intentions were clearly understood by Lepis, and he gladly accepted the vacation he had given him. However, he did not go down to his estate. He spent time reading books in the Imperial Library.

Then, he met Arne.

It was a strange feeling. Every time her blonde hair twinkled in the sunlight, his heart was beating with strange sounds. There was not a single thing that was not beautiful, the corners of her lips rising in an arc, the gestures of turning the pages.

He stared blankly at Arne.

He knew that she had come here because of Distria’s threat… And yet, she sat in an upright posture without being disturbed. He let out a disturbing sound as his heart was pounding. It was the kind of intensity he had never felt in his life.

He heard that Distria and Arne had slept together.

Lepis felt bad. It was a bad feeling that he did not know the origins. He stared at the paperwork, unfocused. Although he had to write down what the Kingdom of Sorano did to the Carwen Empire… He only stared blankly at the papers and ruffled his hair.

Closing his eyes and opening it again, he quickly moved his hand again and filled out the paperwork.

It was pure coincidence that he found out about Raphael and Arne having sex. He was on his way to Distria’s office with a document that stated the reason for the invasion of the Kingdom of Sorano, which he made up roughly.

Since the Emperor’s office and bedroom were close, he met Raphael, who was carrying Arne.

Arne in his arms was a mess.

“The Imperial Palace is a brothel.”

Lepis impulsively spoke to him. While Raphael was more than angry, he didn’t say anything. Rather, he seemed to be in a good mood.

“…You’re making rude remarks.”

Raphael laughed at him. He opened the door to Distria’s bedroom.

No matter how capable he was, it was a right that was not granted to him. It was an obvious provocation. Lepis was more concerned about the woman in his arms than the provocation Raphael was making against him.

“I made… a mistake.”

It was she who had a face messed up with tear marks, yet she looked beautiful even at that. His heart beat again with an ominous sound. It was the feeling he had never felt. His heart was on Arne so much that he didn’t know how he was passing his time.

“I’m going crazy.”

When Distria entrusted Arne’s management to him, he was not displeased. He wasn’t offended, even though he knew it was a ploy to reduce his power, which got overgrown. That didn’t make him devastated.

…Rather… rather, it felt good. Even though he wasn’t educated enough to endure the hard times to do this, even so, his steps to see Arne were light.

Arne was tied up in the room. There were no unscathed parts of her neck, wrists, or legs.

Seeing that, his heart sank down. It was neither pity nor sympathy but other emotions. Lepis let out a sigh unknowingly and unchained the chains by the key handed from Distria.

“…Huht.”

She let out a moan of pain. At the same time, his front swelled. Lepis felt embarrassed to see his manhood grow its size. He shook his head in an absurd situation.

Grabbing her leash, he tucked her into the bathtub. Blood rushed to his bottom again as Arne was in pure white. As he poured cold water on her, Lepis had the absurd thought that he wanted to drink the cold water instead.

“Anyway, I’m busy with festival preparations now, and I have a lot of work to do. What? What kind of aide does this? Do you understand what I mean…?”

He muttered as he wiped Arne’s body with a dry cloth.

Even with the act of wiping off the water, his thing, which became hardened, grew in size like an animal. Lepis tried to ignore it. He removed her handcuffs, treated her bruised wounds, grabbed Arne’s leash, and threw her onto the bed.

He felt like Arne was a temptress. It was the first time he had such a hard erection.

Taking a deep breath, he spread Arne’s legs apart. The medicine was applied to the swollen inner wall. Whenever he rubbed her inner wall with his hand, water came out. Somehow, he felt uncomfortable. He felt a sense of disappointment.

“Do not spill water.”

He thought that Arne had had an unwanted relationship with Raphael. However, it seemed that he had not thought of Arne dripping water even under his hand like this. Lepis felt his heart pounding intensely.

It was a feeling he knew… It was anger, and it was utter disgust.

Lepis sighed in anger. He didn’t even know why he was so angry.

“Don’t do this.”

It was a leg that opened to anyone, so maybe it was okay to get drunk on it.

“…It’s something you don’t have to worry about.”

He was impelled by Arne’s murmur. If he didn’t worry, would she spread her legs out to others?

His heart was beating faster than before. Was it a heartbeat from anger or some other emotion he doesn’t know about…?

“If I do it once, will it stop?”

Lepis untied his tie and took off his white shirt. It was a garment he had never taken off except in his own quarters in the Imperial Palace. It was a strange feeling… The thing that had raised its size up a while ago was getting smaller.

Lepis put the medicine on his genitals and stood up. Was it really that easy to stand up like this? He had no experience with this, so he didn’t know.

He grabbed Arne’s legs, spread them apart, and pushed himself in at once.

It was dense and stiff. The damp inside came to him. Lepis groaned at the pleasure he felt for the first time in his life. Arne’s inside, who was pulling on him, was so ecstatic. He put himself inside her as if possessed by something.

“Ahk…”

Every time a moan erupted from Arne’s teeth, his ecstasy was thrown somewhere on the floor, and his mood worsened. Lepis felt submerged in the abyss. Was she disgusting? Even though he was confused, he shook his head…

…That wasn’t it.

It felt good and bad as if his reason had been paralyzed by a pleasure he had never felt before. He had an idea of ​​wanting to mess with her. Then, he remembered her swelling and did not move violently.

Although his mood was strangely bad, his body was honest.

Lepis, who had come inside her, let out a long sigh. It was an impulsive act. As he wore the loosely wrinkled clothes, he was confused as to what the hell he was doing.

Lepis saw Arne gazing out the window with sad eyes. She was out of breath for a moment. There seemed to be tears in her wet eyes. He stared blankly at Arne at the pain that gripped his chest.

Belatedly aware of his visit, she hastily slammed the curtains.

Their eyes met.

The curtains fluttered in the wind, and she turned her head. The eyes that had been frozen with emotion were transformed into expressionless again. He didn’t like it. Lepis had a funny thought that he wanted to make her eyes emotional. He came close to Arne.

…He wanted her to panic. He wanted her to look at him.

He had a strange thought that he did not know where it came from. As she turned her head to look at him, he felt his heart pounding.

“It is still cold.”

“…You don’t have to worry about it.”

He liked those cold words. It was good that she answered him.

“It bothers me when you catch a cold.”

He spat out words he didn’t like, wrapping the thick robe he had brought around her. When he took her hand and sat her in the chair, Lepis felt the warmth of her hand touching him. He had a vague memory of how he had prepared Arne’s meals after that.

The act of bowing down, which he despised… was displaying his emotions. The sound of breathing doused with excitement. Everything seemed unlike himself.

Lepis, who had run away from the room for less poignant reasons, looked at his flesh that was standing firmly.

“…Crazy.”

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