CH 35

The second day of His Highness Gresis’s holiday.

After finishing lunch in my room, while I was relaxing on the sofa with His Highness Gresis while drinking the tea that Mai had brewed, I heard a knock on the room.

“Her Highness Princess Lilith has a visitor…”

Perhaps sensing something from Ager’s words, Prince Gresis left the room.

Who is it? I feel that there is some noise outside.

After a while, His Highness Gresis returned to the room.

“Knights came to visit you with flowers. I refused the meeting.”

Mai, who was instructed by His Highness Gresis to leave the room once, came back to the room with a vase with a large amount of flowers in it.

Then she placed the vase on the side table near the bed.

They must have picked it from the forest.

“Even though they came all the way here, is it okay to refuse?”

“Each of them came with one bouquet, so much that we couldn’t even fit in the room. It’s totally insane. I don’t want to give them the time I have with Lilith.”

He sat next to me with a bang, laid down, and put his head on my lap.

Of course I will not refuse.

When I gently touch the animal ears, he will rub his face against my knees.

Are you acting spoiled? I can’t believe there’s such a cute place. . .

I can’t help but stare at it.

Is something wrong?

The hand that was touching the animal ear was grasped with both hands, and he rubbed his face against my arm.

“Ah, Your Highness, it tickles.”

As if surprised, His Highness Gresis stood up and grabbed my shoulders.

“There seems to be a flower in there that makes beastmen intoxicated. The room is filled with the scent. The window-”

“I’ll open the window right now.”

I tried to stand up. But I can’t move because I’m grabbed by the shoulder.

“Your hand. . .”

When I tried to remove it, I was pushed down on the sofa with a jerk.

“Eh?”

Starting from the area around the neck to the chest, His Highness Gresis rubbed his face on every part of my body.

“Hyaah, it’s tickling, no, wait a minute, it tickles, ahhh!”

It tickled me and I was embarrassed.

“Someone!”

“this is. . .”

Agar sensed the situation and immediately opened the window.

“Well then, please excuse me.”

He left the room quickly.

Maybe Ager was embarrassed too.

Perhaps the scent of the flowers had weakened, and Prince Gresis, who had finally regained his senses, noticed me breathing heavily on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. Are you okay?”

“I, I, I’m fine.”

I think we both felt embarrassed to death.

According to His Highness Gresis, there seems to be a plant growing wild in the forest, which is called “drunken flower” by the beastmen, and which has a strong effect like silver vine.

Because it is highly effective in a small amount, it is used as a drink for beastmen, and because the flowers are beautiful and it is fun to get drunk, it is also useful as a gift.

It just doesn’t work for humans.

If it’s outside or in a well-ventilated room, the effect will weaken and there’s no problem, but if it’s in a closed room, the beastman will get drunk in a few minutes, and it’s said that he’ll want to nuzzle.

“It is said that it is effective in relieving stress and that it is good to use it regularly. But not now.”

He’s disgusted with himself while pinching his eyebrows with his fingers.

This is like an accident, and Prince Gresis is not at fault.

Besides, I thought it was cute at first.

“Maybe so, but it was good to see a side of His Highness that I didn’t know.”

“. . . I didn’t want to be known like that.”

It would be troublesome for both of us to start nuzzling again, so we decided to put the vase out on the balcony that we could see from the window.