Youngest on Top - Chapter 291

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Chapter 291

“Father…”
“Yes.”
“Father’s here.”
“Will you recognize Father?”

Answers came all at once.
The three men froze, then looked at each other.
The atmosphere was anything but ordinary.

“Are you planning to show your youngest such shameful behavior upon his return?”

The High Priest rebuked the three men solemnly.
Then he spoke to me.

“I shall do so.”
….

Excuse me.

“I’m your uncle!”

Serge Uncle interjected as if refusing to lose.
Then he tilted his head.

“Actually, you’d probably prefer Father to uncle. Protagonist, how about you start calling me Father—.”

Serge Uncle’s words never reached their end.
Because my fathers dragged him away.
Serge Uncle’s form was hidden between my fathers and barely visible.

‘Well, I should ignore this.’

I reached a refreshingly simple conclusion.
Just then, Demian spoke to me bluntly.

“I was worried.”

It was a simple phrase, yet it carried profound weight.
Mikhail playfully draped his arm across Demian’s shoulder.

“It’s not just worry. This boring hyung has been incredibly entertaining these past two days.”

Demian coldly shook off Mikhail’s arm.
Glancing at Barensya beside him, he shook his head with a haggard expression.

‘He’s pretending it wasn’t him, but it looks like Mikhail caused quite a commotion too.’

Our children, who had been hovering nearby, asked with worried faces.

“Honeybread, what on earth happened?”
“The angels said the heavens opened and returned to the Heavenly Realm.”
“When we went to where we sensed the youngest’s presence, there was an incredible miasma lingering.”
“Do you know how shocked we were?”
“Right. We were truly shocked. Even….”

The children, who had been chattering away, suddenly hesitated.
What was this about?

‘Could that bastard Misa have done something to our children?!’

But what came from the children’s mouths was entirely different from what I feared.

“…The Crown Prince was there.”
“…?”

The children’s expressions were strange.
Why would they speak of Shuri’s presence with such an unsettling look?

‘Could something have happened to Shuri….’

Naturally, the image of Shuri from when I last saw him surfaced in my mind.
That bastard Misa’s miasma assaulting Shuri as it shattered through my barrier!

“Sh— Your Highness the Crown Prince? What happened? Is something wrong?!”
“He wasn’t exactly unharmed.”
“…He was trapped inside a glass chamber… no, a barrier.”
“His clothes were torn.”
“It looked like some pervert had arranged him as a display piece….”

The children added their comments one by one.
With each word, doubt filled their eyes as they looked at me.

‘…Why are they looking at me like that?!’

“I-I was just trying to protect His Highness the Crown Prince from the Demon King!”
“Who said otherwise?”
“Why are you stammering?”
“Do you have a guilty conscience?”

I felt wronged.
But.

‘So Shuri is safe, or is he not.’

That was what bothered me more.
I gripped the bundle tightly.
It contained so many things to give to my family.
I had so much I wanted to say.

‘But first, I need to go faster—.’

I wanted to see Shuri.
I wanted to save him.

“I’m going out for a moment!”
“Youngest?”
“Honeybread!”
“Sae!”

Surprised voices called from behind me, but I didn’t look back.

* * *

Kaishurit’s palace.
Kaishurit’s subordinates hovered around their master with frustrated expressions.

“Are you still at this?”
“Just thinking about it won’t reveal a way for a person to ascend to the Heavenly Realm, will it?”

That was true.
Kaishurit had been awake for two days straight, researching methods to invade the Heavenly Realm.

“At least have a meal, sir.”
“Would you like to go monster hunting? Perhaps that might improve your mood a bit….”

That was when it happened.
Kaishurit’s head snapped up sharply.
At that piercing intensity, the men panicked and spoke hastily.

“N-no, hunting wasn’t it. Cancel that!”
“Cancel the meal too! I misspoke…!”
“P-please continue what you were doing! There’s definitely a way to invade— no, to reach the Heavenly Realm!”

But Kaishurit paid no attention to their reactions.
He removed his jacket and entered the bedroom.
Then he lay on the bed, running his fingers through his disheveled hair.

‘What? Why is he doing that?’

The men were bewildered.
But something even more bewildering happened.

Rip, pop-pop-pop—!
Suddenly, Kaishurit grabbed his shirt and tore the buttons clean off!

The ruined shirt exposed his firm chest without restraint.
Each time Kaishurit moved, his perfectly defined abdominal muscles rippled visibly through the opening.
An unexpected display of temptation!

‘Hmm…. Seeing that actually calms me down.’
‘Right, it’s not like we haven’t seen this before.’
‘The Sacred Maiden has seen him like this several times— wait.’

The moment that thought crossed my mind.
Something began to register on the men’s keen senses.
A clear, crystalline, sacred aura.

“This aura is… the Sacred Maiden?!”
“Has she returned to the mortal realm!”
“Master, the Sacred Maiden is—.”

The men fell silent.
A vase from across the room was floating gently toward the bedside.
In an instant, Kaishurit found himself lying in bed surrounded by flowers.

“….”
“….”
“…Let’s go.”
“…Yeah.”

The men shuffled out with heavy steps.
Because they knew Kaishurit so well, they could only feel deeper pain.

‘I thought I’d gotten used to it by now.’

I wanted to gouge out my eyes.
I would never get used to this.

“…But didn’t the master dislike Lika?”
“Right. Why does he keep trying to seduce the Sacred Maiden?”
“Could they possibly be the same person?”
“Puhahahaha! That can’t be! How could a troublemaker like Lika ever be like the Sacred Maiden… wait?”

The men paused.

“…Didn’t the Sacred Maiden also cause quite a bit of trouble?”
“Now that you mention it, there’s something oddly similar about the two of them….”
“….”

Realization dawned on the men’s faces as they stood in silence.

“The Master doesn’t just favor Lika alone….”
“He’s simultaneously fond of the Sacred Maiden too!”

So he was fine with anyone as long as they matched his taste!
The men lamented with shocked expressions.

“Our Master is a philanderer…!”

Completely disappointing!

* * *

“Sacred Maiden, stay strong!”
“You must never succumb to temptation!”
“Though I serve the Master, but— still, I’m on your side, Sacred Maiden!”
“…?”

What was that about?
Shuri’s Subordinates suddenly cheered me on with incomprehensible words.
But I didn’t have time to worry about that.

“Where is the Crown Prince?”
“…He’s in his chambers.”
“His chambers? Is he ill?”

The men gazed at me with expressions full of things left unsaid.
Then they turned away and let out sighs so deep the earth seemed to crack.

“…Sigh.”

It was a sigh laden with an enormous weight of emotion.

‘What’s this? Is he really that ill?’

I hurried past the men and rushed inward.
And.

“…!”

I caught my breath at the provocative sight.
Shuri was lying in bed.

Tousled black hair scattered across pristine white sheets.
Skin smooth and flawless.
A neck that traced the line of his firmly set jaw.
His solid chest was completely exposed beneath his collarbone.

“…Sacred Maiden?”

As he twisted his body, I glimpsed the ripple of his abdominal muscles through the gap in his shirt before they disappeared.

Gulp.
I swallowed involuntarily.

‘That angle from earlier was perfect. If only he’d twist his waist a bit more.’

I was lost in thought when—

“Sacred Maiden?”

His voice reached my ears.
Shuri’s face was suddenly before me.
Those mysterious golden eyes gazed directly at me.

“Ah, I, Your Highness.”

I responded reflexively.

‘What, what is this? I don’t remember walking here?!’

My last memory was opening the bedroom door.
I thought I was just watching him from the doorway, but…
Captivated by Shuri’s beauty, I’d drawn close without even realizing it.

‘D-dangerous!’

Shuri was truly a seductive and dangerous man.
But the more dangerous one was me.

‘If Shuri hadn’t called for me, I don’t know what I might have done.’

I needed to regain my composure.
Why had I come here in the first place?
To confirm Shuri was safe and to completely break the curse.
I came with pure intentions—I couldn’t commit such impropriety!

I steeled my resolve and asked Shuri.

“Are you feeling alright? Does anything hurt?”
“Well, my head aches a bit.”
“Your head?”

I reached my hand toward Shuri’s forehead.
In that instant.

Crash—!
The vase on the bedside table toppled over.

‘Did I touch the vase?’

I hadn’t felt it brush against me.
But if I hadn’t knocked it over, why would a perfectly fine vase suddenly fall?
It must have been my skirt that caught it.

‘Who in their right mind puts a vase there?!’

Flower petals spilled from the vase, scattering haphazardly across the bed.
Not just beside Shuri’s face, but across his chest as well.
And the water from the vase had soaked him completely.
His pristine white shirt became translucent, clinging to his firm, muscular frame.

‘…How convenient.’

Shuri’s lips parted slowly.

“Now that I think about it.”

Long fingers swept through wet hair.
A floral fragrance emanated from him.
Crimson and azure golden eyes gazed upon me.
Exactly as they had, so very long ago.

“Should I call you Lika instead of Sacred Maiden?”

Thump—.
My heart leaped.

In my past life, Shuri had known me by that name.
He had never called me by it once, and only after revealing my true name at the very end did he call me that way.
Could it be, perhaps.

‘Does Shuri also remember his past life—.’

as well?

“Ricardo.”
“…Ah.”

The hope that had swelled in my chest at the name from Shuri’s lips deflated instantly.

‘How foolish of me.’

What was I expecting?
Suddenly, I realized just how strong Shuri was.

‘To seal away my memories and choose to remember alone.’

I alone carry these memories, and yet it fills me with such loneliness.

“You’re not even denying it now.”
“…It’s the same as if Misa had exposed everything anyway.”
“If he hadn’t exposed it, would you have continued deceiving me?”
“That is….”

Shuri pushed himself up.
As he drew closer, I instinctively tried to pull away.
But he caught my waist.
The flowers crumpled with a soft crunch.

“You enjoy toying with me?”

A low whisper.
As I exhaled sharply, he took my hand.

“Then play with me more.”

Shuri brought my hand to his chest.

“I’m fine with whatever you do to me.”
“…Anything I do?”
“Yes.”

‘What kind of man is he.’

How far would he surrender himself to me.
In my past life and in this one, what has he endured because of me.

My hand traced up Shuri’s neck and grasped his cheek.

“Since you gave me permission, I’ll do as I please.”
“Gladly.”

Shuri smiled.
I couldn’t hold back and pressed my lips to his.

A brilliant flash erupted.
Pure, crystalline light burst forth.

I had no knowledge of formation methods, of how to construct arrays, of how to arrange divine power.
I simply felt Shuri.
The curse that bound him.
My own power woven within that curse.
And.

“I will definitely break your curse.”

Even Shuri’s soul, which had always sacrificed everything for me beyond the curse.

Crack!
The chains of the curse shattered with a sound of fracturing.

The moment the broken curse tried to seize me, I felt Shuri’s touch.

“Once more.”

As he spoke, our lips met.
Again and again.
Until every breath was stolen away.

“…Wait.”
“Just one more time.”
“…Mmph, w—.”

Looking at Shuri with my flushed face, he laughed.

“You said you’d break the curse.”
“What does that have to do with this….”
“You didn’t know?”

Our lips met again.

“Curses are originally broken by the Warrior’s kiss.”

With the overwhelming sensation, I could no longer think of anything else.
My mind felt like it was melting away.
I pulled Shuri’s neck close, then froze.

‘…Warrior?’

Just now, didn’t Shuri call me Warrior?
That was what people used to call me.
In Shuri’s past life.

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