Hello readers,
Finally, I'm back with Chapter 11. Sorry for the late update as I'm away from my laptop for a weeks.
Well, please enjoy this chapter and don't forget the review button. Thank you.
Princess Wolfram?
Chapter 11 – The Crabby 'Old' Trainer
Two weeks after Yuuri returned from Elmoldova…
… Shin Makoku, in the king's office …
"You're looking for me?"
"Yes," answered Yuuri, looked up from his papers with a faint smile before tilted down his head again to continue signing them.
Wolfram was taken by surprise when the king greeted him in return. The wimp looked horrible! Not only his hair tousled, there were dark circles around his baggy eyes and the blond too noticed some hair on his face! *Oh Shinou, the wimp looked as if he hadn't bathed and shaved for days! He sure changes a lot in only two weeks!*
"Give me a minute, Wolf. I'm finishing this very soon. There are only a few more to sign, then we'll talk. Have a seat first."
"Talk?" Seeing Yuuri busy completing his job, Wolfram chose not to ask any further. After shutting the door behind him, the blond leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest, a leg over his other leg, waiting patiently. He turned to look at the couch and saw untouched cakes and tea on the table. *Is he really working since lunch without any break? Well, I'm impressed.*
"Ooohhh, finally I've finished." Wolfram was startled a little when the king suddenly sighed in exhaustion. Yuuri put down the quill with a content smile and wiped away the sweat on his forehead. He piled the papers and placed them at the corner of his desk before slouching on the chair. "Whew, I'm so tired..."
Wolfram approached the king whose eyes were closed. "What do you want to talk about, Heika?"
The king wagged his finger 'no' before slowly opened his eyes. "It's Yuuri. Call my name. I don't like honorifics."
"Fine, what is it, Yuuri?"
The king smiled. For a second, Wolfram thought he saw a 'black haired panda' in front of his very own eyes! He almost burst into laughter but Yuuri who was as oblivious as always did not realize his blond friend tried to resist the temptation to laugh. "From now onwards, I demand you not to call me Heika ever again. You're my friend. Okay? Please don't make me remind you like Conrad…"
Wolfram let out a few cough before nodded his head. "Fine, I promise. We're friends, right?" The king showed his infamous goofy smile again and Wolfram had to clench his fists hard, resisting not to laugh. "So, what is it?"
Yuuri ruffled his tousled hair. "Well, before I'm going to the talk, I want to know something. Are you really that busy? I've been asking for your presence numerous times but Gwendal said you're not in the castle. Where were you?"
*Trying to avoid your other self, of course!*Wolfram sulked. "I'm bringing my troop to somewhere in Shin Makoku for training. Sometimes, I help to run a little errand for Brother Gwendal and Conrad. So I stayed overnight these days at the tavern."
"I see. Initially, I thought you're upset because I've not seen you since that day." There was a brief silence before the king smiled foolishly. "It was silly of me thinking you'll be upset for that!"
Wolfram looked away. "Why should I? I'm the one who request you to take my name out from the candidate list after all. Besides, I'm not a weakling!" Yuuri tilted down his head, blushed. "I still got something else to do. What is the talk about?"
"I guess you've already known that I failed the tests, right?"
"Sure, your news spreads very fast." Wolfram cupped his chin. "You failed to summon a water dragon and you did not get good result in the history test. You flew your Morgif away during the spar with a recruit and it almost ended up hitting Brother Gwendal's head!" The blond sniggered. "I can't believe you failed to pass either one of the tests! You're indeed a wimp!"
"I'm not a wimp!" retorted Yuuri. "I'm not ready and I was just panicked on that time! You know, it's kind of creepy to see Gwendal's scary face."
"Whatever! So, this is what you want to talk to me about?"
"Yes… No, of course not. You see, since I failed the tests, Gwendal insisted me to do all these mountains of paperwork alone! You know, I've been spending for days, sorting out tax reports, permission letters to build bridges, houses, stables and I just finished signing them."
"I don't see any problem with it. A good and responsible king should actually do the paperwork all by himself. Besides, you deserve it. You're supposed to train with that lilac haired guy when you're in Francia! Not playing with King Antoine and Queen Laila's new born son."
"Hey, I can't help it. Andrew is cute, okay? I bet anyone who sees him will love to spend time playing with him too."
Wolfram rolled his eyes, chose not to argue. "Yuuri, where is this going? I got something else to do. Besides, the sun is setting. I don't have much time. If you wish to complain about the paperwork, please talk to Brother Gwendal. I'm leaving." The blond turned on his heels when suddenly the king yelled.
"Wait, stop!" Yuuri quickly ran to the door, spreading his arms to block the exit. "Okay, the reason I'm asking you here is to…" He bit his lips for a moment, recalling the conversation he overheard between the blond and Conrad. *Well, it's kind of creepy to ask a guy who loves you to train you for the tests! But, I've no choice! He's good or maybe too good and I need him to pass the damn tests!*
"Yuuri?"
Yuuri stared at the beautiful pair of emerald eyes… *I really have no other choice!* He gulped. "I want you to be my trainer."
"What!"
"I want you to be my personal trainer!"
"I heard that, wimp but what! Why?"
"Wolf, you know I can't perfectly read Shin Makoku's language till today. I can't handle that 'Merugibu'…
"It's Morgif!" interrupted Wolfram.
"Okay and I failed to control my maryoku. Those are the reasons I failed the tests," explained Yuuri.
"I'm well aware of your weaknesses, wimp! But what is that anything to do with me?"
"Gwendal said he'll give me another chance. He will test me again when I'm fully ready. If I pass, he'll come back and help me with those!" explained Yuuri, pointing at another six piles of paperwork on the floor. "Conrad promised to train me harder in swordsmanship. About the history lessons and maryoku, I choose you over Gunter because I know you're good!"
"You got to be kidding! There's no way I will accept it!" Wolfram walked away from the king, crossing his arms, huffed furiously. *I've been keeping myself busy, trying to avoid your other self and now you asked me to be your personal trainer? What a joke! Besides, I'm leaving here soon.*
"Please, Wolf." Yuuri grabbed the blond's both arms, "You got to help me! Please!" and started shaking him. "Do you know I've been working like hell in this room, spending days to complete those paperwork alone! I need to pass the tests!"
"It's none of my business. Let me go!" Despite he successfully freed himself from the king's firm grip, he felt his sleeves being pulled. "Hey, stop pulling them! You wimp!"
"Wolf, help me! You got to help me, please!" begged Yuuri, pulling the sleeves.
Wolfram struggled again to free himself. "Hey, stop it! It's tearing! I don't have much uniform left here! You're the king, wimp! Don't behave like a little child!"
"I don't care. I'm only a teenager after all. I'm only eighteen years old. Why do I have to suffer like this? I never asked or wanted to become the king. I'm not happy! I'm going crazy." The king started to wail. "Please help me, Wolf. You're my friend! I can't find anyone else to help me!"
"YUURI!" Yuuri was shocked when the blond screamed his name. Wolfram looked at the king's teary eyes, breathing heavily. "I can't help you! I'll be leaving here soon!" Yuuri's jaw dropped in astonishment. "I've talked to Brother Gwendal and Conrad about my intention to leave that day. Uncle too already knew about this and he welcomes for my return."
*What? Gwendal and Conrad hid this from me? But… you don't like staying with your uncle!* Yuuri looked at his blond friend. "Wolf, you don't have to force yourself going back. You can stay here as long as you like."
Wolfram shook his head. "Yuuri, I'm here for the candidates' thing. Since my name has been taken out from the list, there's no reason for me to stay here anymore!"
"If that's the case, it's not a major problem. I can talk to Gwendal to arrange you working here. Besides, your family is all here and Cheri-sama misses you so much…"
"No, Yuuri. Thank you. It's alright."
*You're lying! You told us the first day we met, that you don't like staying with your uncle! You told me that you miss your family so much. If I knew earlier, I won't take your name out from the list! Why am I so stupid? I'm losing a good friend.* Yuuri turned away, frowned in anger and hurt until he realized something. *You chose to leave because of me! You… you love me. And Maou Heika loves you!*
"Yuuri?" Wolfram had been calling the king for a few times. Still receiving no reply, he apologized. "I'm sorry. If you didn't have anything else, I excuse myself then." He bowed a little before walking to the door.
"Will you change your mind if I ask you to stay?"
The blond paused, stunned. He was already touching the doorknob when he heard the familiar deep, husky voice. He slowly turned behind and surprised to see the wimp's short hair slowly growing until it reached his shoulders. *Maou Heika?*
"You really intend to leave?" Wolfram saw the innocent, round, black pair of eyes turned into slit when the Maou approached him. "Am I really that annoying to you?" The blond bit his lips, not daring to reply. There was complete silence until he spoke again. "Very well. Why don't we make a deal?"
"Deal?" asked Wolfram in confusion.
"I want you to prepare my other self for the tests until he passes. Then, I'll personally grant you the permission to leave Blood Pledge Castle." Wolfram hesitated for a moment. "You're not willing?" The blond still kept silent. "And I swear I won't bother you ever again."
*There's no way I could disobey the powerful Maou.* Wolfram sighed in defeat. "Fine. I'll accept it, Maou Heika."
The powerful king smiled. "Good. So, see you tomorrow at the training field." The blond nodded, watching the king returned to the desk. Wolfram noticed the Maou sending him another smile, however this time was a miserable one before closing his eyes, returned to his normal self. He suddenly felt a deep sense of guilt and shame.
"I'll be your trainer!"
"Huh?" Yuuri gave him a confused look. *Did I fall into unconscious again?*
Ignoring the king's confused look, the blond continued. "I'm going to check on your skill before we start the training." Wolfram opened the door. "My training won't be as easy as Conrad's. I'll toast you if you make even a minor mistake!" Yuuri gulped in fear, feeling a little regret for asking the blond's help. "See you tomorrow and don't forget to shave!" Before the king could take back his word, the blond already walked out of the room.
Three months later…
… Shinou's Temple, at a nearby lake …
Yuuri was swimming in the lake. The king, who had been enjoying the cool water for Shinou knows how long, began to feel tired and slowly he swam to shore. He walked to the tree where his bag was placed and took out a towel, drying up his hair and body. Looking at the beautiful rainforest sunsets against the lake while listening to the pure sounds of nature, the king smiled, thanking to his fiery, hot-tempered blond friend who brought him to this amazing place.
After changing into dry clothes, the king lay onto the ground. He was looking at the orange blue sky when he recalled the first day of his training with the blond…
Flashback
"Water flows by instinct and it seems to have a mind of its own. A mazoku who possesses water maryoku is often influenced by emotions in decision making. Similarly to a wimp like you, who always judge people based on instincts and emotions!"
"I'm not a wimp! Brat!"
"SILENCE!" yelled Wolfram, a fireball on his palm.
"No, no fireballs! I promise I won't interrupt you. I'll be good." Wolfram glared at the king before dissipated his fireball. The king sighed in relief. *I didn't wish to be toasted on the first day of training.*
"Feeling regret choosing me to be your personal trainer?" Yuuri shook his head. "I'm explaining the personality trait to you so you can understand better about your maryoku and able to control it!" The king nodded. "Water mazokus are very intellectual by nature and that's why I bring you here!" Wolfram walked to a tree and dropped the bag. "Wimp, leave your bag and we'll start the training!"
"I'm not a wimp!" Yuuri quickly covered his mouth when the blond snapped his fingers, creating a spark.
End of Flashback
Yuuri chuckled. Since that day, Wolfram had started calling him 'wimp' countless times, like his new pet name! *Wimp, huh?* Yuuri chuckled again to himself. He got up, looking around. Seeing no one, the king walked towards the lake. He pointed the water with his index finger and soon a water dragon slowly emerged in a second. *I'm finally able to control and summon majutsu. Despite I'm not as powerful as Maou Heika, able to summon nine gigantic water dragons at the same time or create monsters from the mud, I'm glad I can summon my majutsu anytime I wish.* He waved his hand and the dragon vanished into the lake. He smiled in content. *Wolf, you're indeed good* He returned to the tree, taking out a bottle from his bag. He was drinking some water when he heard someone screamed his name all of a sudden and almost got himself choked.
"Wolfram!" Yuuri was so shocked that he felt his chest going to burst anytime. "When did you arrive?"
"Why do you care?" Yuuri gulped in fear when the blond stared at him in suspicious. "Why are you trembling? Did you hide anything from me?" Yuuri shook his head. Wolfram looked at the bottle in his hand. "You should be training, not resting and drinking!"
"I'm just taking a short break!" Yuuri lied.
"A short break, huh? I doubt that!" Wolfram ransacked the king's bag and took out his wet clothes. "You're swimming in the lake again!"
"Wolf, I'm tired! I'm hot and the water is so inviting!" Yuuri pointed at the lake. "You can't blame me! After all, you're the one who brought me to this beautiful place!"
"I brought you here for training! Not on holiday, you wimp! I've been training you for months and you failed to summon even a tiny worm with your maryoku! How dare you to take a rest and blame everything on me?"
Yuuri saw a fireball emerging on the blond's palm and he began to run. "No, no more fireballs! This week, it will be the eleventh time being chased by your fireball, Wolf!" screamed the king.
"This is a punishment for you to remember never blame your trainer! Take this!" shouted Wolfram, throwing his fireball at the king. Yuuri ran into the lake. He did not even bother about his clothes, soaking in wet again. He quickly bent down, scooped a large amount of water with his hands and splashed it onto the blond behind him.
"AAARRRRGGHHH!" Wolfram yelled. "Look what you've done, wimp! I'm all wet!"
"Rescuing myself, of course!" Looking at the blond's wet face, the king laughed. "Ow, come on. The water won't hurt you! Who's the wimp now, huh?" He continued to splash the cold water onto the blond until his whole body was wet. "Have fun!" Wolfram glared at the king. "Hey, don't think to summon any fireballs here. You'll make the water boils!" warned Yuuri, started to feel panic.
"Getting pretty scared, huh? I was only away for a few hours and you're swimming? Take this!" shouted Wolfram who too joined him in the lake, splashed the water on the king's face. Yuuri laughed and the two were splashing about at each other in the lake until they were both tired.
Wolfram was muttering while drying up his hair. "I'm a Bielefeld. I can't believe that I need more than three months to train that wimp! People will start questioning my capability and I'll lose my pride. Aaarrghh…" The blond took out his dry clothes and threw the wet towel into the bag. "Uncle kept asking for my return. I can't tell him that the king is still unable to control his maryoku after months of training? Uncle will definitely despise on him!"
Yuuri who heard the blond, suddenly sensed a strong feeling of guilt. "Wolf, I'm sorry. I just found out that I'm able to control my maryoku a week ago but I don't understand why I didn't wish to tell you!* Watching the blond's back, Yuuri took off his wet clothes. "Why didn't I wish to take the maryoku test yet?* He was putting on his black school uniform when suddenly he heard a voice…
"You didn't want him to leave like me."
"What?" Wolfram turned to the king in surprise and Yuuri looked at the blond in return. "Wolf, did you hear anything just now?"
"No." He then noticed the king was changing, blushed and quickly turned away. *He's changing behind my back?*
"But I heard a voice… are you sure you didn't hear anything?" asked Yuuri, buttoning up his shirt. Not receiving any reply from the blond, Yuuri called his name again.
"I say no."
"It's weird. I've been hearing it lately."
"Then you must be crazy!" Wolfram walked to a tree with his dry clothes. "Don't peek!"
"Ow, come on. You've nothing special to see despite you look like a girl!" shouted Yuuri. He screamed, jumping up when a fireball nearly hit his foot. "Hey! Watch out!"
"I dare you to say it again!" The king smiled apologetically. Wolfram hid behind the tree, started to get changed.
*A crabby 'old' fellow. Grumpy, hot-tempered and always easily get annoyed. Fire suits you well!* Yuuri picked up his bag and walked to his Ao. He was tying the bag to his beautiful black steed when he heard a horse came galloping towards them. "Martin!"
"Heika!" greeted the soldier. "Where is Captain?" Yuuri was pointing at the tree and the blue haired soldier saw Wolfram walking out, adjusting his jabot. "Captain!" Wolfram saw his personal assistant waving at him. Noticing his captain's hair still wet, he asked, "You're swimming in the lake?"
"Do you think I'm really that free? The wimp splashed water on me!" said Wolfram, sending glares at the king.
"I'm just defending myself. Your captain chased me with fireballs!" said Yuuri, already mounted on the steed.
Martin smiled, hiding his jealousy. "Lord von Voltaire said there's a letter from Caloria. It says Lady Flurin is organizing a competition and she's inviting Heika for the event!"
"Really? We're returning to the castle now." Yuuri looked at his blond friend, mounting on the white steed. "Wolf, want to have a race?"
"Are you sure a wimp like you can ride faster than me? I don't wish you to get injured before going to Caloria."
"I believe in Ao. He won't drop me." Yuuri said proudly before sticking out his tongue to the blond. "You can't catch me! Brat!" and reined his steed away.
"What! Wait till I catch you!" shouted Wolfram, chasing after the wimpy king, followed by his personal assistant.
… Shin Makoku, in the king's office …
Yuuri read the letter. "Great, an archery competition!"
"Yuuri, will you take me along with you? I'm missing my family and Lady Flurin," said Lady Lienette.
"Certainly," said Yuuri with a smile. The blue haired princess was very happy that she hugged the king whose face turned into scarlet. "Lienette, they're watching." The princess quickly let go of the king and stood aside.
Conrad smiled. Wolfram looked away. Gunter pouted in jealousy. Gwendal let out a few coughs before he spoke, "The letter also stated that Lady Flurin wishes us to send two competitors for the competition as well. So I'll suggest you to choose Conrad so he can be your bodyguard and the other competitor is... erm…" The grey haired mazoku looked at his youngest brother, then the lilac haired mazoku.
"I choose Wolf," said Yuuri.
"What? Why?" asked the blond.
"No particular reason. I just want to bring you along because you're my personal trainer. You can train me during the trip. Besides, archery is just a basic skill and all soldiers of Shin Makoku are already well trained before they are allowed to serve the country. Since you're a captain, you must know that skill very well."
"But, no way! I'm not going there because…" Wolfram tried to decline. "Because… because…" He looked at his brothers, hoping they could help him with an excuse.
"You're not good?" asked Yuuri.
"What? Are you kidding? Of course I'm good."
"If you're good, why don't you go? Don't tell me you still hate human countries, do you?"
Gunter raised up his hand. "Heika, if the brat is not going, allow me to take his place."
"Shut up! Don't call me brat!" Wolfram retorted. "Are you looking for a fight now?" The blond looked at his brothers, hinted strongly that he didn't wish to join the trip. *Brother Gwendal, Conrad, say something!*
Yuuri held the quill, started to write something on a piece of paper. He then folded the paper and sealed it with a string. "Gwendal, I've replied the letter saying I'll be there with Conrad and Wolf, joining the competition. Murata, Greta and Lienette will be going too. That's final! Please send this letter right now. Oh yes, get someone to inform Murata about this!" The king got up from his desk. "We'll be leaving tomorrow morning. Lienette, let's go and inform Greta. After that, we need to start packing!"
The king ignored the shouts from the blond, walking out of the room with the blue haired princess. Wolfram slammed on the grey haired mazoku's desk. "Brother Gwendal, you know I can't go there!"
"It's the king's command. You've to obey." Gwendal tied the small note onto a pigeon's leg. He walked to the window and let the bird flew away. "By the way, may I ask? How did you train the king to be so good in making final decision? I sense he has a very strong confident and authority personality in him." He tapped softly on his youngest brother's shoulder. "Great job!"
The next morning…
… Shin Makoku, in the royal garden …
"So you've already packed?"
"Yes," said Lady Lienette, walking hand in hand with the king in the royal garden. "Thanks, Yuuri. Thank you for bringing me along to this trip. I'm very happy to return to my hometown for a few days at least."
"You should thank Lady Flurin for organizing such a meaningful event and invites us there." The king blushed. "Where is Greta? Is she still sleeping?"
The blue haired princess shook. "She's not in her room. I tried to find her everywhere in the castle but failed until I found you walking here alone."
Yuuri stopped. "Isn't she always following you around?" Lady Lienette shrugged. "Frankly speaking, Lienette. Is there anything happened between you and Greta? I realize she prefers spending time with Wolf since I've returned. I understand she likes Wolf for he is her idol but isn't it weird when she follows Wolf in the castle most of the time?"
"Who told you that?"
"Wolf. He too told me that Greta even sneaked into his room."
"You sure Greta didn't fall for Lord von Bielefeld?"
Yuuri burst into laughter. "You must be joking, come on." But the blue haired princess did not feel funny. The king suddenly felt uneasy and something stung in his chest. "No, it can't be. Greta won't have that kind of feeling towards Wolf."
"What about you? What do you feel about Lord von Bielefeld?" asked Lady Lienette. "Do you like him?"
"Of course I like him." Lady Lienette gaped. "He's my friend. A very close one too!"
Lady Lienette sighed in exasperation. "That's not what I meant! I mean, do you love him in a romantic way?"
Yuuri was surprised. "What the… what are you talking about, Lienette? Of course not, we're guys!"
"Would that mean you'll love him if he's a girl?" Yuuri was stunned. There was a brief pause before the princess added, "Yuuri, I can see how intimate you two when you were studying in the library. And I heard you two were splashing water at each other in the lake yesterday." Lady Lienette pouted. "He's really important to you, huh?"
"Lienette, wait. Listen. He's only my friend. Okay? You know I love you, right?"
"Prove it." Yuuri caressed her cheek and slowly closed the distance when Darkoscos appeared.
"Heika, I found Princess Greta." The bald soldier quickly looked away, blushed. "Sorry for the interruption."
"Where is she?"
"She wants to wake Lord von Bielefeld to get prepared for the trip to Caloria. I bet she's on the way to his room now."
"Oh, she's there." Yuuri was relieved when he felt something amiss. "WHAT! SHE'S GOING TO WAKE WOLF UP?" The king dashed into the castle towards the blond's room in order to rescue his precious adopted daughter.
… Shin Makoku, Wolfram's chamber …
The blond muttered angrily under his silky, soft blanket when he felt someone tapping him. Everyone knew he hated being disturbed especially in his sleep and no one even dared to approach him. But this stubborn person still tapped him despite several deadly warnings had been given and Wolfram groaned in annoyance. He cursed and squirmed and still the taps continued until… he got up all of a sudden, screaming at the person with a fireball on his palm.
"Gahhh!"
A very high pitch of a cute, little voice screamed in the room. "Greta?" Wolfram was surprised to see it was the little princess and he quickly dissipated his fireball. Looking at the little princess still shivering in fear, the blond apologized. "I'm sorry. I thought it was one of the maids!"
Greta gulped. "You terrified me, Wolfram. You look really scary with the fireball of yours. It's so dangerous." She was breathing heavily when she realized something amiss. She let out another scream and quickly turned away.
"What is it this time?" shouted Wolfram, his emerald eyes glared at the princess. In a second, someone barged into his room.
"GRETA!" shouted Yuuri, running towards the princess and hugged her protectively. "Are you alright?" The king glared at the blond. "Did you hurt her? Why did you hurt her? She just wishes to wake you up!"
"Daddy Yuuri! I'm fine!"
"Really, then why were you shouting?"
"W… Wolfram's naked!" said Greta in embarrassment.
Wolfram who was covering himself with the blanket, replied furiously, "So what if I'm naked! I didn't remember giving you permission to enter my room! And I didn't force you to see me like this! So, if you would excuse me, I need some privacy."
Yuuri apologized. He grabbed Greta's hand and pulled her along towards the door before he noticed a few big bags at a corner. "Whoa, Wolf. You sure bring a lot of things!"
"The two big ones belong to you! The two green bags are mine and the contents inside, they're none of your business!"
"Fine. May I ask those big bags which belong to me, what did you put? They look heavy."
"It's for the training. Don't think you're on holiday, wimp! You need to train your muscles. Morgif is a very heavy sword."
"Will you train Daddy Yuuri until he has huge biceps like Yosak?" asked Greta in concern.
"I don't know, but maybe… because he's weak after all. That's why I call him wimp!" Wolfram smirked.
"I'm not a wimp and I don't wish to have huge biceps like Yosak!"
"In my opinion, someone who can't handle a demon sword is a wimp! Someone who can't read Shin Makoku's language well is a wimp! Someone who can't summon maryoku is a wimp! You match the descriptions perfectly and you still can't do these after three months of trainings which makes you wimpier!"
Suddenly a female voice was heard. "I don't think it's very nice to call our beloved king that kind of name. Don't you agree, Lord von Bielefeld? Even though Yuuri allowed you to be his personal trainer, that doesn't give you the right to call him like that?" Everyone turned to the blue haired princess, entering the room. "I'm sorry. I was actually following Yuuri from behind when he's looking for Greta. I didn't mean to overhear your conversation but the door is left ajar…"
Before the blond retorted, Greta spoke, "They are only bickering over small issues. Something like a love couple will usually do. Don't tell me you're jealous, Lady Lienette." All the occupants in the room were gaped in surprise.
Yuuri whispered to his daughter, "Greta, what are you talking about? We're not lovers, okay?"
"But Daddy Yuuri, I saw you coming out from Wolfram's room before dawn! It was the day before you left for Elmoldova!"
"WHAT!" Yuuri's face went pale. *Why didn't I have any memory of this* He turned to look at the blond whose face already deep red in embarrassment. *Maou Heika and Wolf? What were they doing?*
"That day, I can't sleep because you're leaving. So I walked out of the room and saw you…" Greta smiled. "Daddy Yuuri, are we leaving now? If that's so, Wolfram needs to change. Let's go out and wait for him. Bye, Wolfram. See you at the main entrance." The little princess dragged the stunned Yuuri out of the room, ignoring the blue haired princess behind.
Once the door closed, Wolfram got down from the bed. *Greta saw it too? Damn!* After getting changed, he combed his hair. He opened the drawer to take out the blue ribbon and saw the velvet box. *Maou Heika's button?*
Flashback
The Maou cupped the blond's chin. "Since we both feel the same, then there's no problem!" and before Wolfram could utter a word, the powerful demon king claimed his lips in a long, searing kiss.
*Yuuri is kissing me!* Wolfram was initially enjoying the kiss with pleasure when suddenly something awakened him. *No, you're not Yuuri!* The blond pushed the king away. "Don't! Stop it!"
"Why? You've fallen for my other self which means you love me as well."
"That's ridiculous! I don't love you… and I don't love Yuuri."
"Call it whatever you wish. You're mine after all." The king claimed his lips once again and Wolfram who was struggling, starting to relax in the powerful king's arms.
*He's a good kisser!* He opened his mouth to allow the Maou's tongue exploring inside his mouth. He then felt the king started caressing his back in an intimate, perverted way. He was a little frightened. The king seemed so hungry for this and he pushed the king away again. "Stop! I'm not Rachel, Heika. I'm not your fiancé!"
The king slowly shook his head in miserable. He cupped his beloved's chin and gently caressed his soft cheek. "No, you're still her. You still have her emerald eyes, blond hair and fiery temper! My love, you're mine only and my heart belongs only to you." The king then pulled out a button from his shirt and gave it to him. "This is my gift of confession."
Wolfram tried to return the gift but the king pushed it back to him. "I won't take back my words. I'll come and see you as often as I can." He gave a peck on the cheek before walking out of his room.
End of Flashback
Wolfram slammed the drawer shut. Since that night, the 'perverted' Maou visited him frequently until he's too afraid to stay in the castle. He had no choice but to stay overnight at a dirty tavern just to avoid him before it's time he left for Bielefeld! *Damn you, wimp! You're giving me nothing but trouble since we've met! Your other self is worse!* He then went to pick up his two green bags, cursing again the wimpy king for bringing him along for the trip while checking the contents inside. The bags were full of different kinds of herbs given by Lady Gissela to prevent his weakness! Looking at the bottles and packets, Wolfram thought. *If I'm still feeling nausea during the trip, I'll kill you with my own bare hands!*
… At the port …
"ALL ABOARD!" shouted the captain. Yuuri and the others were already on the deck, looking at the blue ocean, enjoying the beautiful day and breeze blowing onto their faces. Everyone was excited for the trip except one; the youngest son of the previous Maou, Wolfram von Bielefeld who was nowhere to be found.
Greta managed to get a seat, looking around for her idol. "Has anyone seen Wolfram?" Yuuri too looked around and asked his godfather.
"He said he's still very tired. He needs some rest. I believe he has fallen asleep. Let him be, Yuuri." The brunette soldier lied.
Yuuri shrugged. "He's a little difficult sometimes. I wonder why he did last night." The king watched at the clouds. "It's a beautiful day. What a waste he doesn't come out and see." Conrad chuckled.
In the meantime, Wolfram who was already half asleep after taking some herbs given by the green haired healer, suddenly sneezed three times in a row. "What the hell…" he grumbled sourly and felt a feeling of nausea suddenly came over him. "Oh Shinou, please help me."