Thank You For Being Trash

Lepis hurriedly took his steps to his quarters in the Imperial Palace.

He sat down on the bed and took his pants off, looking at his flesh which had swelled tightly over his pants. It was an impulsive act. It was something he had never done before.

He slowly touched his pillar.

Exhaling harsh breaths through his mouth, he called out Arne's name. Her body was slender and white, and her lips were squirming as she took the soup he gave her. Even her depths that were moist and narrow when he held her before.

Already ferociously swollen, his pillar expanded even more every time his thoughts deepened.

"Haa…”

He gently stroked it before quickly grabbing it up and down. Lepis let out a harsh moan at the intense stimulation. He wanted to go into her room where she was sleeping, and took off her clothes, kissed her lips, put it inside her…

“…Kugh.”

Lepis looked at the semen coming out of the tip of his genitals. He wiped his genitals with a towel, constantly spitting out pure white s*men. He reached a climax just by imagining that he was going to put in, and he struggled with the rushing sense of shame.

“…Crazy.”

It was Arne…

She would have put someone else's stuff inside her body and cried, too. She must have been in a high position, but she wasn't noble.

It bothered him like mad.

* * *

He deliberately avoided her, evoking bizarre feelings for her.

That day, he masturbated three times just thinking about Arne.

Lepis, who was deliberately avoiding Arne, heard the story about her. He heard that she wanted to meet Rewan. He instantly felt his heart plunge to the floor.

He knew that Arne had special feelings for Rewan, but why was his chest getting so weird…? It felt like he ate something wrong. He didn't know what this feeling he had for Arne was. It made it even more painful.

Lepis was disgusted with Arne's every action, every moment, everything.

Originally, he would have criticized her for spending the night with Distria and meeting Rewan. She was a king, though she was hung up on a man and forgot her shame. However, he was so annoyed that he couldn't concentrate on his work. Even though he had work to be finished by tomorrow, he wondered if the story was true and went away.

He mocked her for her words and told her to spread her legs… Even though she pushed and rejected him, he wasn't offended.

He felt rather good.

At the same time, he laughed at himself as he reacted to every little action. Did Arne know that he was like this…?

Now, why was he in a bad mood? It didn't matter why he got bothered by her. It was good to see her. He couldn't stand the way she was angry or the way she refused her because every moment was so pretty. He wanted to hold her madly.

Still, Lepis didn't want to do the behavior she hated.

The next day, Lepis learned that Arne would assume the position of the temporary commander of the 22nd Knights. While sorting the documents processed by Distria, his hands trembled when he found a document with the contents written on it.

He couldn't understand the situation. Unpleasant and serious emotions filled Lepis.

Throwing away the papers he was organizing, he ran to Arne's place. As he opened the door wide, forgetting to knock, Lepis looked at the white paper on the table.

“Don’t do it.”

“The 22nd Knights are garbage…?”

Was it because he didn't knock, broke the etiquette, and ran all the way here to tell him not to do it? Lepis shut his mouth. It was confusing.

“What about you who suggested that if she spread her legs, she can meet Rewan?”

“Don’t do it.”

Even though Lepis didn't want Arne to take over as the commander, he didn't know why he had these feelings. It was strange.

He went silent.

If she assumed the position of commander of the 22nd Knights, she would most likely spread her legs to the 22nd Knights. Lepis noticed that he didn't like it.

“Then, just open it up to me.”

Lepis unbuttoned his button with trembling hands. He didn't even know why he was shaking.

Taking off his coat, he approached Arne and gazed at her. Her delicate arms stopped Lepis. She looked at him with disgust. It was the look he used to see often. Lepis was strangely saddened by the look in her eyes.

"Don't do it."

“Isn’t it better alone than by the knights?”

After that, Lepis lost himself. He despised himself for losing his control and running rampant.

"Me, too…”

Red marks were engraved on Arne’s arms that were holding him. He turned his gaze to look at his and her arms.

…Her arm was warm. Her lips were warm.

He wanted to cry in confusion. He felt broken.

“I don’t know why you care.”

Lepis wanted to cry.

* * *

Acacia and Lepis were originally people who had no contact with each other. While Acacia was the Emperor's knight and he was the emperor's brains, the two seldom met.

Lepis applied herbs to the wounded Acacia's back.

“…She was worried.”

Acacia knew at once who was worried about him, even though Lepis had omitted the subject. He didn't know what he was thinking—the reason Lepis helped him and the reason why Lepis cared about her.

He was worried that Lepis would bother Arne.

"Is that so? I have sinned again.”

Acacia sighed bitterly.

Lepis was annoyed by Acacia’s intimate look. He didn't even know why his own emotions got so mixed up.

“Why do you care so much?”

Without realizing it, a sharp word came out. Acacia thought that he was scolding him on Distria’s behalf. Was Lepis helping because he was the talent Distria needed, Acacia pondered. He went silent, not knowing how Lepis felt.

The room was surrounded by silence. Eventually, Lepis got up and left Acacia's room.

“I hope you don’t have to worry about anything.”

Acacia didn't know whom he was telling not to worry about, so he didn't answer.

It didn't take long for Acacia to recognize Lepis' feelings for Arne. It was the day she fell sick. As he glanced over her, Lepis' eyes overflowed with tenderness. It was so strange that Lepis himself didn't even know it when he looked like that.

Acacia remembered him helping Arne.

“Do you love her?”

“…Love?"

Lepis didn't seem to understand her own heart.

Acacia bit his lip, thinking that he had done something wrong. He reprimanded himself inside but soon changed his mind. Then, he thought of getting Lepis, who loved Arne, and helping her escape.

“…Yes."

"What kind of feeling…is that?”

Lepis muttered blankly. He acted like someone who didn't know love.

Acacia replied calmly.

“You want to do something without receiving anything. You keep thinking about it… You’re worried…such emotions. It’s not always exciting, and sometimes you get angry when they’re with other people.”

“…Love."

“….”

“…Is it love?”

Listening to Acacia, gathering and organizing the confused emotions he had felt so far, Lepis muttered the word love as if possessed. It felt like his confused head was cleared.

Lepis gazed at Arne. His heart was pounding.

“I think it’s love. My heart is beating like this.”

He muttered softly.

A few days later, as Acacia visited his residence, Lepis welcomed his visit since he also had something he wanted to ask. Silence lingered between the two as they lifted the teacups.

Acacia slowly opened his mouth.

“I have a request for you.”

Lepis felt nervous. He did not know what Acacia’s feelings for Arne were. He was curious about that. Still, he hid his feelings and asked Acacia bluntly.

"What is it?"

“I don’t want him to find Rewan. Can you cooperate?”

Lepis sighed in relief. If Acacia loved her, he could not do such a favor.

“…That seems impossible.”

“Didn’t you say you loved her?”

Acacia thought Lepis would grant his request. So, he spoke of his purpose without adding or subtracting anything. However, he got a refusal instead. He did not expect Lepis's rejection in mind.

“How do you feel about Arne making such a request?”

When he asked, Acacia was silent. While Lepis said he loved Arne, it was personal feelings. Not knowing how to see himself as loyal to Arne, he sighed.

“…I serve her.”

Since he had already spilled this far, he thought that if it went wrong, he would have to kill Lepis. Nevertheless, at those words, Lepis' expression brightened noticeably as if he didn't want Acacia to love Arne.

"Is that so? Such a request cannot be granted. I just won't disturb you, and I won't even tell the Emperor."

“…Why?”

“I want Rewan to die.”

It was a voice full of possessiveness. Acacia stared blankly at Lepis.

“I would rather her not love anyone.”

Seeing Lepis’ eyes gleamed with madness, Acacia swallowed a gulp. He couldn't tell if what he had awakened in his would be good or bad. He was silent about Lepis’ love, which he did not understand.

“….”

Acacia bowed his head and walked out of Lepis's room.

Verica did not dispel the feelings of love from Lepis. She thought that Lepis couldn't love anyone. And contrary to Verica's expectations, Lepis is now in love.

Jealousy and obsession that accompany love were emotions that could not be eliminated because they were not suppressed. Lepis valued those feelings, it was like telling him that he was not a monster.

Recognizing love, his heart pounded with a throbbing sound.

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