I Am No King's

Chapter 109 – Morning After

Ahh, body. How many times have we done it? I don't know. My memory is completely blurred.

　

On the right and left, in the blanket with me, lay Inanna and the Emir. They don't wear anything. Their pajama tops and panties were lying on the floor. A wide smile from the tip of the cheeks stuck to their faces. Not seeming the slightest bit of tensed muscles, their faces were completely loose. They seem to be very happy with this progress.

　

I tried to get out of the bed with the smoothest movements possible, trying not to wake them up. Slowly, I pulled myself into the blanket. While pulling the body from under the blanket, I was treated to a view of the bodies of my two future wives.

　

Finally, I managed to get out from under the covers without waking Emir and Inanna. I also took a change of clothes from the closet. Now it's time to go to the bathroom and clean up. My body felt a little sticky from sweating all night.

　

There hasn't been a week since I changed sheets and blankets, but, given everything we did last night, of course I have to change the sheets today as well.

　

Besides, I also have to negotiate with mom. If it's like this, inevitably, I have to speed up the date of the marriage with the Emir. If they suddenly go wild again the next day, the chances of them getting pregnant will be even higher.

　

It would be more practical if the marriage of the two of them took place on the same day, but I was a bit suspicious about this. This marriage is something they look forward to, a memory that should be the most beautiful and will always be remembered throughout their lives.

　

I don't want them to share that moment with anyone else. If you think about this, the most appropriate decision, of course, makes their wedding date different.

　

The trouble is, convince mom. Until now, I was more inclined if I was monogamous. In other words, I simply marry Inanna and return the Emir to his family. But I don't want to do that.

　

If I had not made the Emir my wife, she would have no place to go, given that her status as princess had been revoked. Besides, these few months, I've only taught her to be a good housewife. In other words, homework, shopping, self-care, managing finances, and so on.

　

But unfortunately, I didn't teach him to make money. Although the Emir said there were still a lot of savings, but I'm not sure the money can last for a long time. I'm afraid he's trying businesses that seem lucrative but are prone to failure, such as buying and selling foreign currency or stocks. Without a deep understanding, I can imagine all Emir's savings in less than a week.

　

However, I guess, all of that was just an excuse for me to justify my affection. Because, in the end, it was all as simple as I loved her.

　

I took a shower thinking about all of that. Now, I had finished taking a shower and walked back to the room, with only a towel covering my waist to my knees. Since I used the bathroom on the second floor, I don't have to worry about anyone else seeing me.

　

"GIIINNNN????"

　

Just before I entered the room, a shout, or perhaps a call, sounded from inside the room.

　

I answered while opening the door, "Yes, Emir, what's wrong?"

　

"To, please, I can't stand."

　

In the room, I saw the Emir lying on the floor, beside the bed. On the other hand, Inanna was still on the bed. He tried to lift the body by using the elbow as a focus. However, he could not stand up either.

　

While Inanna's naked body was still covered by a blanket, Emir's body was exposed on the floor.

　

"Well...."

　

I approached the Emir and carried him. Slowly, I put it back on the bed.

　

"Maybe it'll take some time for you to walk. If it's not noon, it'll be late."

　

"Eh?"

　

Emir and Inanna respond simultaneously. The sight of the two of them continued to cling to me, looking incredulous.

　

"How many times do you think we did it last night? I can't even really remember. If you do it too intensely. The effect is yes so as it is now, you are difficult to stand up because of your waist and***********you are too tired."

　

While picking up and wearing clothes from the closet, I gave an explanation.

　

Last night was your first experience. It's only natural that you don't know. You guys are too excited. Or if I told you, too wild. And, of course, I won't say it blatantly.

　

"Next time, not suddenly again. At least let me make preparations. It would be troublesome if we were attacked when you guys couldn't move like now. Yes, if only once or twice, short sessions, no problem. But, if the session is long, please think carefully first."

　

"Hehe, but, Gin, if we say first, you will definitely try to avoid, right? You will definitely make an appointment and 1001 excuses."

　

Yes, the Emir's guess is not wrong. If they say it first, I will definitely try to dodge it all out. So, in other words, my words are just a joke.

　

"Gin, sorry, but, thank you. You've already granted our request."

　

On the other hand Inanna just apologized thank you. This time, he was passive.

　

I slightly looked back, seeing a blushing Inanna cover half her face under the blanket. Ah, her face is really sweet when she blushes. If the effects of the medicine they gave me last night were still there, I would have climbed into bed again by now.

　

"By the way, Gin, last night wasn't the first time you did it, was it? You seem to know what to do."

　

"...I'll prepare breakfast. You guys just wait here."

　

I'm trying to avoid Inanna's question. I could lie with a poker face, but I don't want to. As much as possible, I don't want to lie to my two future wives.

　

"Gin?"

　

　

"I'll go to the kitchen first. If there's anything scream. And, Emir, please get into the blanket. If you stay out of the blanket, you will get sick. It would be better if you put on your pajamas."

　

"Gin!"

　

I ignored the Emir's call and walked out of the room, heading to the kitchen. Once I got to the bottom, I was already greeted by a red and brown haired woman who was mixed, alternating. Umma turned his gaze from his smartphone towards me.

　

When I saw me enter the kitchen, Umma immediately put the phone on the sofa and approached me.

　

"So, how? They satisfied?"

　

"Right now, they can't stand. You reckon?"

　

"Hihihi, they are really excited huh. You too, your stamina is great it can also serve two people at a time."

　

We chatted lightly as I prepared breakfast. The breakfast I prepared was not too heavy, just rice with omelets and tea. Of course, I prepared the honey prepared in a separate cup for the Emir. For Inanna, she prefers to mix tea with creamer.

　

"I'm sorry, Umma. All of a sudden I called and asked you to stand guard. And, it must be awkward as well because you can hear everything."

　

"Hahaha, it's okay. I don't mind."

　

Last night, before doing it with Emir and Inanna, I called Umma to keep him on guard. Overnight, the Emir and Inanna's thoughts were too focused on connecting***, I doubt they would have sensed or realized that someone else, or rather an enemy, was coming.

　

On the other hand, the stimulant drugs they gave made me unable to exert energy anywhere else.

　

"Would you like some coffee or some tea?"

　

"Coffee only. Black is it."

　

"OK,"

　

Normally, Agade members would refuse if I wanted to make something for them. They'll say "let me make you, you sit down Gin.". Only Mulisu would take my treatment for granted.

　

Fortunately, though, they are not as stubborn personally.

　

"Actually, last night, I almost called Ninmar. However, I managed to remember in the last moment."

　

"Well, thankfully. Although it had been two more years, Ninmar still had not recovered from his trauma. In fact, there's been no development." Umma continued to explain. "Different to me being only forced to serve the mafia leader, only one person, he was forced to serve everyone in the organization, no matter men or women. I can't imagine the pressure he's been under, being forced to serve so many people at one time."

　

"What a pity his fate..."

　

"I hope Ibla starts her movement soon. If left like this, I'm afraid Ninmar won't open his heart to anyone."

　

"Huh? Ibla?"

　

"Yes, Ibla. You don't know yet?"

　

I've only met you guys for a few months, since a long hiatus. What do you expect? And again, I was too busy with other things. I was forced to ignore the internal interpersonal relationships of Agade. Ibla and Ninmar.

　

"Umma, I want to hear all about Ibla and Ninmar."

　

Seriate

　

　

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