17. Rosa Wants to Experience Love (2)
Once Bel-tan gets angry, not even the seme can resist him, he’s the strongest uke in the world…
Rosa shivered as she remembered her brother’s rage, reminiscent of a final boss in the moonlit night.
Perhaps because she had been poisoned, or because she was a woman, but Bernardo didn’t blame Rosa for carelessly reinforcing the engagement flag, and even showed concern for her health.
If I make any more mistakes, I’d be the next one to be thrown into the fireplace after the firewood. I’m sure of it!
Rosa thought, and steeled herself.
Honestly, I’m reluctant to leave the queen after I’ve finally been acknowledged as rotten, but there’s always next time. This time, I need to be quiet and make sure I’m late for the fiancée race.
Due to being kidnapped to the downtown area, she didn’t have a chance to discuss with Anton at length. But from what she heard, Anton told the queen, who was eager to betroth Rosa with her son, that ‘the one who solved the case should be the one who gets the attention.’
In other words, if she spent her day idly and another lady or aristocrat did well in the meantime, Rosa’s position in the race would definitely fall behind.
Huh? Wait. So, if Bel-tan finds out who the mastermind behind the Rot Incident is, could he suddenly become Prince Leon’s fiancée…?
That thought suddenly occurred to Rosa, but she quickly dismissed it.
Lately, it seemed like everything she did end up backfiring.
Hence, in the aftermath of the incident at the royal castle, it would be best for her to lay low and quietly enjoy the life at the orphanage.
Rosa told herself that and nodded.
“I’m back. Huh…? Big Bro Bel is here already!?”
Just then, along with the sound of multiple footsteps, the door slammed open.
Apparently, some of the children from the orphanage had returned from work. They all seemed to be younger than Bernardo. With a whoosh of joy, they ran towards Bernardo one after another.
“Big Bro Bel! It’s been a while!”
“Wow! You look like a prince! Where are your pumpkin pants!?”
“Allowance, please!”
Seemingly used to it, Bernardo greeted the children accordingly with ‘yes,’ ‘there’s no such thing,’ and gave the last one—a boy with red hair and freckles—a forehead flick as an extra.
“You idiot,” he said with a grin.
Hngggggg—!
As she watched, Rosa erupted with an unintelligible scream and collapsed with a thud.
B-Bel-tan is such an adorable and cool big brother! Who likes the cute and cool older brother type? It’s me!
How majestic was the sight of a group of children with sparkling eyes gathering around their favorite idol, who was sporting a mischievous, boyish smile.
Could this be a re-enactment of the game between the Supreme God Berg and the Twelve Angels as depicted in the Bible?
—No, this is even more of a feast for the eyes!
Above all, it was nice to see Bernardo, who usually spoke in a childish manner, spoke like an older brother to them in such a masculine manner.
Amazing.
Perhaps concerned about the shift in tone, Bernardo shot Rosa a quick glance as if to gauge her reaction. In response, she nodded ever so slightly, as if to say, ‘How does it get any better than this?’
Honestly, she was dying to nod vigorously and give him a thumbs up, but if she moved her head carelessly, she might get a nosebleed.
Inwardly, Rosa was already raising her hands to the sky, doing a backflip in joy. Back in real world, she tightened her expression.
“Hehe, everyone seems excited. Can I say hello too?”
Actually, she was the most excited person there—and she knew that.
To avoid nosebleed as much as possible, Rosa carefully stood up and bowed slowly.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Bernardo—Bel’s older sister, Rosa. I’ll be staying here for a while. You can call me Big Sis Rosa.”
Rosa smiled but was taken aback when she saw the boys gaping at her in silence.
Crap, I got carried away!
Unlike Bernardo and others, who were in the spotlight, Rosa was merely a tree planted in the background.
Therefore, it was presumptuous of her to ask to receive the same treatment as Bernardo.
“Ah… well, I guess you could call me ‘hey, you,’ or something…”
When she corrected myself with a trembling voice, the boys went quieter, then meekly said.
“Well, then… how about Lady Rosa…?”
A boy politely but aloofly suggested calling her that, and Rosa dejectedly accepted it.
Stay calm… Stay calm, Rosa.
From now on, no matter how many shots of Bel-tan’s everyday life in the downtown area you can see, you can’t barge in there.
I’m just a pebble on the side of the road—no, a speck of dust in the air. I’ll just watch over them quietly…
Though she felt somewhat sad, she once again engraved her duty in her heart.
Although the open-minded Bernardo accepted my BL tastes, but that doesn’t necessarily mean the general public will do the same.
I’ll try to suppress my BL excitement as much as possible and play the safe older sister role so as not to put Bernardo in a bad position.
Fortunately, this is a downtown area far removed from refinement or elegance.
Compared to the royal castle, where the finest talents gathered, shining like stars, there weren’t many opportunities to get so excited here to the point of writhing in agony—
“Oh, Big Bro Fei is here! Hei, Big Bro Fei, Big Bro Bel and Lady Rosa are here!”
Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh—!?
But just then, the door slammed open and a new face emerged, throwing Rosa into chaos when she recognized his identity.
Long black hair tied behind his neck. Sleek, single eyelids, and a pair of black eyes.
Despite being of mixed heritage, he had a tall nose that was somewhat typical of Berg people, and a slightly yellowish skin tone rarely seen around here.
That silence and keenness, reminiscent of a polished blade, he was undoubtedly—
—Bel-tan’s childhood friend!
The Oriental handsome man she’d seen at the opera house.
“Fei.”
Noticing this, Bernardo lightly waved, and the cool-looking boy—Fei, it seemed—shot him a quick glance.
“How fast. Is it my turn to cook today?”
“…”
“This is the older sister I mentioned before. We’ll be staying here for a while, so please take care of us.”
“…”
Bernardo spoke to him in a much more casual tone than usual, but Fei didn’t reply.
However, as he passed Bernardo and the others, heading for the stairs leading to the attic, all she could hear was a small ‘hm’ that sounded like an agreement, or perhaps a disapproval.
“Forgive me, Older Sister. Fei is quiet and sociable, but he isn’t a bad person. If he’s on cooking duty, then you can look forward to dinner tonight. It’ll probably be soup.”
Bernardo shrugged, but Rosa ignored him and gently covered the lower half of her face.
—Thank goodness, it’s not dripping.
She was so excited that she couldn’t help but check to see if she was bleeding from the nose.
What? What is this? What is this perfect combination…!?
Even their color palettes matched each other! In terms of hair color, Bernardo was light, whereas Fei was darkness. In terms of eye color, Bernardo was dawn, whereas Fei was dusk.
The contrast between Bernardo, who was an eternally innocent angel, and Fei, who boasted a supple and fearless look because he was in the middle of climbing the ladder of youth, was astonishing.
Moreover, even with only slight eye movements and curt words, the two were able to communicate in a way that only the other could understand, which was simply irresistible.
The two were just too great together.
Hey, are they a couple? Are they a couple?
The scene just now reminded her of a tired husband, quiet from work exhaustion, and a caring wife who smiled wryly at him but harbored deep affection for him.
In addition, there were innocent-looking children all around them.
…A family centered around Husband Fei and Wife Bernardo.
The place, called an orphanage, was nothing but a love nest.
It turns out that Bel-tan is already married. Hey, what about the prince you left at the royal castle? Were you just playing around? …Aah, should I just produce a BL harem from now on!?
She had a confession to make.
In truth, Rosa had been thinking that Leon, the egoistical seme, was the top husband candidate in Bel-tan’s harem.
However, after seeing the match made in Heaven, she had to urgently reconsider her lineup.
Rosa felt dizzy at the shocking turn of events and the gravity of her mission.
“Sister? You look pale… Are you okay?”
“I’m fine… No, maybe I’m not. I wonder if my heart can hold up…”
Just when she’d resolved not to get excited, the most recent event made her anxious about what was to come.
Anyway, the relationship between Fei and Bel is something to keep an eye on. But it’s as dangerous as looking at the sun. I have to be careful not to burn my eyes…
Rosa admonished herself again, not realizing the concerned look Bernardo sent her way.
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