Chapter 6

Judith was getting fed up with his continuous demands, which sounded like an out-of-order machine. Despite silently rejecting his demand that had been ongoing to the point she was fed up, she could not hide her embarrassment. She never really expected him to make her embarrassed with something like this.

"...It is not like that."

"It's not?"

He had a bland look on his face, as if he had deeply cooled off. The corners of his mouth, which had been slightly curled up, were awkward and unfamiliar. So far, the only expressions Judith had seen from him were always either expressionless or angry.

Judith took a couple steps back to get away from her husband, who approached her until he was very near to her nose without caring about anything at all. Once there was enough room to fit a person, she felt like she could breathe again. This much was the right distance to be seeing her husband face to face.

"Yes. It is not."

As soon as Judith completely cut off even his possible chances, he grinned and chuckled at her as if it was probably something that was very funny. Resolutely pretending she did not even notice his laughter, she held out the square piece of paper she was holding all along to him.

"I think you will have to visit the palace soon. His Majesty sent a letter."

The splendid letter that was sandwiched between the pile of gifts was from Kilton, the Emperor of the Tireur Empire. Since the old days, when Kilton was the Crown Prince and Derrick was the Heir Apparent of the Duke, the two maintained a close relationship and spent time together. Even after they became adults, they maintained their very close friendship as Derrick became the Head of Royalists who helped and assisted the Emperor with all emotional and material support.

The Emperor, Kilton, was more helpful than anyone else when Derrick was sick, sending court doctors, medical herbs and more, and was delighted to hear that he had come back to life. The content written down in the letter was sent as soon as the period of the political movement was over. It said that he would like to meet him as soon as possible.

'If it was like before, I would have let my husband go alone but...'

During their marriage, Judith did not often join the Emperor and her husband in their meetings. She didn't know what kind of personality Kilton had, but she didn't want to meet him very much if he could get along so well with Derrick. It could have even possibly been seen as a refusal to appear in front of the emperor, but knowing the fact that Derrick of the past was also unhappy in a place where he was with her, it was cleared up. Derrick had been a nearly perfect husband in dealing with these things that way.

"Let us go together."

"Are you going, too, wife?"

If Derrick's condition had been the same as before he died, Judith would have sent him alone without delay. However, she couldn't bear to let her husband, who had no memory of who he was, go alone. It was more a matter of Judith's situation with him being her husband than of worrying about Derrick himself. The present Derrick was like a walking explosive.

"Yes. I am worried so I absolutely... will not be able to let you go alone."

Judith didn't hide it and frankly confessed her worries. It was an act that came out from the goal that he would do for her when he understood her troubled mind by all means. Derrick carefreely read the letter, but perhaps not being interested in it, he put it down somewhere and took a step closer to Judith.

It was very futile; the distance that she had barely even opened up was closed again.

"Is it a place where I must go obedient?"

"Mm, yes. By all means."

The news that he had lost his memories had still not become known to the world, but that was something that could not be kept as a secret forever. Besides, when he would come to have an audience with the Emperor, he would end up being caught by him even if he didn't want to. Derrick and the Emperor knew each other and had spent so much time together, so couldn't he be aware of that?

If it was him, who had made her mind uneasy in the last several days, he would fully begin his work at the place of his audience with the Emperor, but he was still here. Judith hoped that he wouldn't ignite any kind of commotion.

"If I go there obediently, what'll you do for me?"

".......What should I do for you?"

"Shouldn't there be something that'll have to come and go?"

So he said that if she wanted him to be obedient, she would need to give him an appropriate reward. Judith had a dumbfounded expression, looking at him who was smiling as if he was a sly fox. Then she came back to her senses, startled, as he unexpectedly came a step closer to her.

"Well, what do you want?"

Judith, who blocked him who had his two hands raised and was approaching her, quickly added as she asked that question without realizing it.

"Sleeping together is not possible!"

Her urgent cry suddenly became a shriek which was heard throughout the office. Derrick wriggled his eyebrows with dissatisfaction, perhaps because of that point. Then not long after, he laughed mischievously as if he had come up with a brilliant idea, and pushed his face hard to the front of her nose. The proper distance that Judith had been trying hard to maintain had been destroyed in an instant.

"Then kiss."

"Sorry?"

"Kiss me."

The demand was obvious.

No, it wasn't just now. Ever since he opened his eyes in the coffin, there was never a moment when he wasn't lewd towards her. Even his eyes were also filled with lewdness that she couldn't explain what was happening, something at the very least.

Judith would feel very strange whenever she would look at her husband who had completely changed. The outside appearance was the same, but the one inside wasn't like him at all. Sometimes she would be astonished because even when he was a person whom she knew really well, he was also a stranger whom she didn't entirely know from the start.

"What are you so surprised about? If we are a married couple, wouldn't have we kissed at least once?"

At the words Derrick had recited calmly, Judith flinched. Because of this aspect of his, she felt like he was really a stranger with an appearance she was familiar with. She opened her mouth, stammering and avoiding his eyes that were on her face.

".......I have not kissed you."

"What?"

"I said it before, our relationship was not good."

She was going to pretend to be calm, but her mouth reluctantly opened up in a grumbling manner. It was because she wasn't happy to bring up their estranged relationship from her own lips. Her mind was aware of the fact that he didn't know anything because her husband before her had lost his memories, but it was hard for her heart to fully accept that aspect.

Derrick paused for a moment as if he didn't expect her reply and asked again.

"Until now, you haven't kissed me once?"

Judith nodded very faintly. She was anxiously waiting for what kind of response would come from him, but suddenly, she heard a sound that sounded like a simper.

"Really, the more I look at it, the more he's like a stupid bastard."

His muttering voice was pretty rough.

"Pardon?"

"Open your mouth."

"What do...... Mm!"

Judith, who was questioning him, opened her eyes wide, surprised to see what had just happened as Derrick suddenly kissed her. She was going to run away, but the next thing she knew, his strong forearms wrapped around her waist. Due to their height difference, Judith's head naturally tilted back.

Something soft swept her lower lip and then probed between her tightly closed lips, tickling her, as though it was digging inside. What he meant was for her to open her lips, but there was no way that Judith, who was so surprised and whose soul had completely gone out, would notice his signal.

Derrick didn't step back despite the response of hers, who was completely stiff, grabbed her slender chin, and then skillfully moved his tongue. Their lips clung together without a break.

"Uhh!"

Judith uttered a sharp groan from the strange feeling of her lower lip being bitten. The high voice that she heard with her ears was so strange that she couldn't think of it as her own. When her lips opened by itself due to her spitting out a groan, a damp mass of flesh penetrated inside it as if gliding.

"Nng, uh......!"

She put her hands on his chest to push him away, and her fingertips flinched, surprised from the muscular flesh that she felt on his clothes. It was just as if she touched a hard boulder, not a human body.

This wasn't the time to be currently surprised with his muscles. It was because his tongue, which penetrated like a snake, tickled the roof of her mouth and began to fool around inside her mouth.

Judith's eyelids trembled slightly from the shuddering sensation that she experienced for the first time in her life. When she stepped back, her hands groping around, he followed along tenaciously. In no time, Judith was caught between the wall and her husband.

In the meantime, the mouth occupied by Derrick's damp tongue was suffering from harassment here and there. His tongue spotted Judith's small tongue that was hiding in the corner and harshly entangled with it. Judith's body quickly stiffened from the electrifying sensation of their tongues rubbing each other. Her indifferent mouth completely became sensitive as if it had become an erogenous zone.

"Whew, wait.....!"

She hurriedly whispered, taking advantage of the gap that had briefly opened up on her lips. But Derrick ignored her desperate request and inserted his tongue deeper as if it intended to strongly stab her throat. Everytime he turned his head, their hot breaths were mixed with dampness. It had been a long time since their lips that were glued together were soaked with each other's saliva.

Judith lived a pure life throughout all her life. It was only her husband, Derrick Vaisil, a man who had crossed into her life, and since the cold wind blew violently between them, she had no contact, even with him, so it was truly impossible to have a sexual experience.

So, this meant that this was her first kiss.

".......Uum!"

Even when her breathing had become drastic, Derrick didn't stop kissing her. Even though she was out of breath and was twisting her head away, he followed her persistently and overlapped her lips with his.

All of a sudden, something unexpectedly burrowed in between Judith's legs and touched her private place. It was just his thick thigh.

He, who took out his tongue that had been roughly stirring inside, sucked Judith's scarlet lips as though he was eating an appetizing fruit. Judith just wanted to run away somewhere from the unfamiliar feeling that swept her whole body and his aggressive vigour.

After a good while, his lips parted from hers and moved forward again. Judith, who was relieved from him, stiffened her body again as if he would be doing it again sooner or later. It was because after his sensuous lips that she thought would immediately go away moved to the side as he rubbed her cheek, it went down towards the white nape of her neck.

"Haa, the smell is really......"

Ramming his nose onto her skin and inhaling her deeply, he muttered with a voice full of greed. Judith had goosebumps from the touch of his breath and his lips that were touching her nape.

Soon after, he started to lick her soft skin.

"Derrick, hold, hold on.....!"

Judith, whose mind had been jumbled up from the situation that was suddenly happening, hastily pushed him.

Only

Disheveled outfit, his thighs that were confined between her crotch, and the sensation that was somewhat unknowingly giving her the creeps. All of these had incited her sense of shame and agitation.

While Judith struggled, intending to break away from him, she lost her balance and fell to the floor. But the accident where she was greatly hurt didn't happen due to him tightly holding onto her waist.

Rather than moving away from her who had fallen down, he clung to her more vigorously and bit her neck hard. She felt a chilly feeling as if it was just like she was getting bitten with the teeth of the beast.

"I don't........ Stop!"

The feeling that she was buried in the massive man's physique evoked a fear that she had never felt in her whole life. Perhaps that was why, a strength that was not even comparable to something valuable manifested and she managed to barely push him away. Judith, whose chest was rising up and down with her breath that had become heavy, looked up at him and was suddenly startled.

"Your, your eyes are......."

This time she saw it clearly.

His eyes that were beautiful like jewels but were also bizarrely scarlet, as if they were filled with blood.