Deadline Is Raining in the Status Window - Chapter 106

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“Gerth’s desire to mate with me is Gerth’s freedom. My choice not to build a household with Gerth is my freedom.”
“But, Your Majesty is so fond of him!”
“Gerth’s circumstances are truly none of my concern.”
“Then what about all the time he’s let you stay with him, fed you, and given you money to spend!”
“I’m grateful for that.”
“What kind of trash talks like this!”
Magania lunged at me, but Spider Woman Lakne and Hubert desperately held him back. Tiger was howling something, but from my perspective, I had quite a bit to say.
“Gerth didn’t offer me kindness expecting repayment. Your notion that because he gave me money and shelter I must become his consort is deeply insulting to both Gerth and me.”
“But still, Your Majesty the Serpent King’s Consort has no other man you’re interested in anyway!”
“One cannot make rash promises about the future.”
“So our Majesty is just insurance? You really are trash!”
“If that’s what you want to call it, then trash I shall be!”
“How dare you be so brazen about it, you trash!”
Tiger wailed while Hubert and Lakne held him back with all their strength, Wenri with his round horns turned pale-faced, and Bicure was already fast asleep.
In the midst of this absolute chaos, Leri gently embraced me and spoke in a trembling voice.
“Darling, I’m truly at a loss for words.”
“Mm.”
“But still… you do have some affection for His Majesty, don’t you?”
“Gerth is handsome and well-built, so if my body could keep up, I’d be interested in mating with him.”
“Darling, do you know that’s commonly called using someone?”
“There’s such an expression for it, then.”
“Siiiiigh…”
Leri took a deep breath. Leri lifted my body up. Leri tried to throw me out the window.
“Leri! Compose yourself, Leri! Mother isn’t even that young anymore!”
“R-right, Leri! The Serpent King’s Consort is young and doesn’t understand these things, so she probably doesn’t even know what that means!”
“Doesn’t it mean to use someone and discard them?”
“Mother, please keep your mouth shut!”
Hubert scolded me, so I decided to hold my tongue.
Leri went back and forth about throwing me out the window, but after Hubert convinced him that I wouldn’t die anyway and would just climb back up, he set me down on the floor. Now that his anger was spent, it was time to address the matter at hand.
“I gathered everyone here today because Gerth’s bodily functions have developed a problem.”
“Evan, did you really have to bring that up now? Especially when the Serpent King’s Consort situation is already so complicated…”
“Gerth said he wouldn’t mind even if I stripped naked in front of him.”
“…”
“…”
“…”
Those who had been venting their complaints fell silent in shock at what I’d said.
“So His Majesty the Serpent King… you mean to say…?”
“If you want to engage in conjugal relations, wouldn’t that create problems?”
“Your Majesty the Serpent Queen, if you’re refusing because of this issue…!”
Magania’s logical leap caused Hubert’s lips to tremble as he grasped my hand desperately.
“Mother, please reconsider. I swear I will restore Father’s sexual function!”
“Why didn’t you say that from the start! I seriously thought our Serpent Queen was trying to starve the Serpent King to death!”
“The responsibility lies with me. I’m troubled by the fact that when I obtained Setham, I abandoned the seven emotions and five desires to gain it.”
Everyone nodded at my assessment, making a sound of understanding.
“Yesterday too, I selected only the plumpest oysters and fed them to Gerth, but this alone won’t be effective.”
“Ah, so that’s why you personally fed the Serpent King the petrified stone you split yesterday?”
“What! Mother fed Father with her own hands?!”
“If something like that happened, you should have called me right away, Wenri!”
“No, I was told not to say anything because my mouth runs away with me.”
The alcohol-addicted aquatic being who’d been mixing brandy into black tea since early morning seemed to be known throughout this Tower as someone lacking in tact.
“You did well, dear! That’s how you start—feeding each other! Isn’t the Serpent King adorable when he eagerly accepts the food?”
“A person who eats well is pleasant to watch.”
“That’s settled then! You succeeded! You did great!”
After nearly throwing me earlier, Leri now embraced me enthusiastically and played a game of tossing and catching. This friend’s emotional swings were so extreme I couldn’t quite keep up.
“I already have something in mind…, wait!”
It came! Inspiration struck! I urgently searched for paper and pen, and Lakne quickly brought them. I began sketching staff lines and writing out the musical phrases.
“What is the Serpent Queen doing?”
“Mother is involved in Band activities at the Academy! She plays guitar and composes, and apparently the Dragon King even wept hearing her music?”
“Impressive, quite talented.”
“Ah, so the Dragon Tribe members haven’t been attacking lately because of Evan?”
As Hubert puffed his chest out proudly, Magania clicked his tongue in admiration. And Wenri, the aquatic being, proved perceptive in this regard, clearly deducing the cause and effect.
“Ahem! The Dragon King is busy these days waiting for the album from the Band that Mother belongs to!”
“Dear, what kind of song are you writing this time? A ballad? If it’s a band piece, something like country rock?”
“Nothing’s confirmed yet. It’s just a melody that came to me. I tried to capture the spirit of moving forward without giving up, even in a situation where one cannot stand again.”
“Ah, could this be about the Serpent King’s erectile—”
Magania said something that would fail content review, so Wenri and Lakne covered his mouth and forcibly seated him.
“Piano! Is there a pianist here!”
I searched for a performer to verify if the melody I envisioned was correct, and Chirpy’s Father, who had been silent without a speaker, raised his hand eagerly. If it’s a machine, it would be optimized for playing exactly as written. I might have just found the perfect composition program.
“The Instrument Room is on the floor below. I’ll guide you, Mother!”
“I am not your mother.”
I stated firmly and descended to the Instrument Room, layering my guitar over Chirpy’s Father’s piano playing. Testing it myself confirmed it—with orchestral accompaniment and collaboration, this would be killer. An Academy Band should have at least one piece like this. The genre for this composition would be progressive rock.

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