Decorative Wife

"Mr. Ludwig, your meal is ready."

I'll be there when you're done. I'll go when I'm done.

 I'm not sure what to expect, but I'm sure I'll be able to find a good deal of information on the subject. I looked up from my desk and saw Daymond, the butler, staring at me as if he wanted to say something.

I looked up from my desk and saw Daymond, the butler, staring at me, saying, "What?

It's been ten days since the ... daughter arrived.

Ten days? And she's still here?

Yes, she seems to be spending some time alone with her maid.

 He put down the quill he was carrying and crossed his arms as he sat down on the chair.

He put down the quill he was carrying and crossed his arms as he sat down on a chair.

'No, sir, they are not behaving in that way.

'...'

 I glared at him with a mousy look on my face, but the old butler was used to it. He is used to it.

I'm sure the young lady can't leave, either. She is a person with a reputation, so there is no way she can expect a good marriage. As the Count of the Barsch frontier, I beg you to make up your mind.

... marriage?"

 I put my hand on my forehead and closed my eyes.

 I put my hand on my forehead and closed my eyes.

Now that I am a lord, I am respected, but children still run away and stay away from me when they see my face.

 He knows that the expression on his face, which never ceases to trouble him, is caused by a witch he met when he was a boy.

 When I was still a boy, I was called by a mysterious colored butterfly, which lured me to the shore of a lake. Curious and active, I chased after the butterfly with my escort and found a beautiful woman in a red dress standing by the lakeside.

I followed the butterflies and found a beautiful woman in a red dress standing on the shore of the lake.　You're the one who called me?"

'Yes. ... You're so beautiful, with dark hair and dark eyes. I like you. I will take good care of you, so come to my mansion and spend some time with me.

The beautiful woman whispered seductively with her bright red lips.But my instincts told me that this woman was dangerous, and I covered my ears. The stench of her beauty made me sick, and I found myself shouting.

I didn't know what it meant to be with a dirty old woman like you, but I did it anyway.

 I didn't even know what it meant to be a partner, but I didn't want anything to do with her. I didn't know what that meant, but I didn't want to have anything to do with it anyway. I spat out the curses I had learned from the soldiers of the Frontier Guards and stared back at her with strong eyes.

I'm not a good person to be around!　You're old!

 The woman suddenly became furious, and a black haze clung to my body as she began to spit out curse words.

I was so angry that a black haze clung to my body. You who called me an old woman deserve this curse. From now on, you will cause fear around you for your beauty, and lose it for your sexual desire. Haha, find me and beg for forgiveness, and I will break the curse.

 With a high laugh, the woman transforms into a large black bird and flaps her wings. The black haze gradually penetrated her body, and when she was unable to move, she was found by those who came looking for her.

 Since then, she has been feared even when she has a normal face, and children cry out to her. People used to say I had a beautiful face and stare at me enchantingly, but suddenly their attitude changed.

 In the frontier, strength is more sought after than beauty. At first I even thought this was not so bad, because every time I was called a beautiful boy I felt depressed.

 But when I looked into the woman, I found out that she is a witch with the nickname of "the short-eating witch. She is said to be a witch who has always targeted and attacked only beautiful boys.

 She is a witch who is so concerned about her age that a tradition has been handed down that she must not say anything that would indicate her age. Not being aware of such a thing, I shouted "I'm getting older," stepped on her landmine, and was cursed.

 Not only was her face scary, but there was one more, even more important phenomenon. But as a boy, I was unaware of it, and it turned out a while later when I was in the stage of receiving bedchamber education.

I was a boy and I didn't notice it, but it turned out that I was in the process of getting a sexual education.　No way!

No matter how many prostitutes sucked my cock in their mouths or how much I looked at them naked, my genitals did not respond at all.

 The whore, who had been so excited to get my first sexual experience, stared at the squishy, powerless thing.

'This isn't ... my fault.

Why?　How can you be so sure?

Because Master Ludwig has never masturbated before. Then you should see a doctor, not me."

'Doctor ..., is this a disease?'

'It may be.'

Even when her naked body is generously exposed, she does not twitch. There was no sexual desire itself, and the male organ would not erect.

 Later, he was struck by the sight of one of his soldiers calling out to him in secret and masturbating. He could not believe that the male organ that was so erect was the same as his own.

Later, he is shown a man and a woman masturbating in a brothel, but it is so disgusting that he cannot feel anything.

 Later, when his parents died in a carriage accident and he took over the baronetcy, he became dizzyingly busy.

 When he reached the right age, people around him started to clamor for him to get married. But he had trouble approaching women, let alone his fiancée. Eventually, he reopened the door to the idea that if he couldn't have children, he would just get adopted.

 It was more of a problem that people would not approach me because they were afraid to look at my face. Not many people knew of my former beauty, but those who met me after my encounter with the witch were all afraid of me and avoided me.

 As the leader of a knighthood as a frontier count, a frightening face can be useful. But as the ruler of a fiefdom, he is feared by his people and must refrain from appearing in public.

 With his well-trained body and frightening face, he is finally called the "cold-hearted frontier count," and only rumors precede him. He is also unable to find a wife.

 But when Daymond, who has taken care of me for a long time, urges me to get married, I finally give in and arrange marriages with several daughters. But I can't marry them because they run away as soon as they see my face.

"Daymond, she will run away at the sight of my face anyway, so tell her to go home.

I don't think that's a good idea!　This daughter of yours is going to be different from the others, so please spend your wedding night with her.

"Just the wedding night? ... do you even know what you're talking about?"

The next daughter is a charming woman who is rumored to be able to make any man fall in love with her. If you spend the night with her, I'm sure you'll be able to procreate!

I understand. If you understand, just stop that little boy."

 He looked at Daymond, his brow wrinkled, as if he might cut a vein in his excitement. I thought he would leave as soon as I gave him a house away from home, but he remained reluctant to leave. It would not be easy to turn him away.

 The only way to persuade this stubborn butler was to spend the night. If we spent a single moment in the bedroom with him, not just one night, the young lady would be frightened, and Daymond would give up.

I understand, tomorrow afternoon I will take the oath of office in the chapel of the castle and spend the first night together as you call it.

Oh," he said!　You are at last willing to do that!

But before we get married, you must look over these terms and make sure they are acceptable.

I'll let them know as soon as I can, and I'll make the arrangements."

 Daymond's face lit up, he took the contract I had prepared and walked out of the room with buoyant steps. The door slammed shut, leaving me alone in my office.

 I let out a long breath, then quietly opened the desk drawer and took out a peach-colored handkerchief.

 --I'm sure the young lady who gave me this is probably married by now. ...

 A year ago, I met this girl when I was looking for a short-eating witch in King's Landing. She was white in color and smiled with a pretty face. Since being cursed by the witch, no one has ever looked at her face and given her a sincere smile.

 And yet, she smiled at me without fear. She didn't even know that I was the Count of Baruch Frontier.

 I was instantly captivated.

 It is a strange thing that a woman like her makes me want to live with her. But I, who cannot embrace a woman, cannot give her a happy future to bear and raise children.

 I did not come forward, nor did I look up the name of the other daughter's family. If I found out the name of the other woman, I would have been tempted to touch her.

I had no choice but to give up. It's time for me to pay my dues."

 Daymond had called his daughter to make a baby, but this erectile dysfunction was not something that could be changed by a partner. So he has given up on the idea of sharing a bed from the beginning.

He said, "Well, if she likes to fish for men, she'll make a great decorative wife.

 I can't have a wife. If that's the case, then I can always get another man to do it for me. If I could get her to sire the seed of a male relative, I would have no hesitation in raising him as my successor.

 For this purpose, it would be easier to talk to an uninhibited daughter. Since the other party would have nowhere to marry, it would be mutually beneficial for both parties. The contract that he gave to Daymond laid out the terms of the agreement, so if he didn't like it, he wouldn't come to the wedding.

 He breathes a heavy sigh at the thought of having a wife, even if she is a decoration after all. I had to realize that the day had come for me to give up on my first love, the daughter of the peach-colored handkerchief.

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