A Little Emperor's Fixing 6 - or 'When in doubt, use the Gulag to flush the Trouble' (Akame Ga Kill, Emperor!SI)
Esdeath's stroll through the castle was akin to a cat prancing over a most wonderful meal.
While she was definitely missing the days where she could murder people left and right, weaklings that had no place within the realm of existence, she was happy to limit her hunger as she was directed to specific targets and limited on how to gain victory.
It was frustrating, but also incredibly exciting since she was put on edge in each fight. It made her blood burn as she craved the destruction of her opponents, but was tied back from going all out against those.
Nonetheless, the General was pleased to hear that the Military 'Trials' would take a while to unfold. With the new government in charge, efforts to suppress the 'worst' of the Imperial Police had been taken.
Esdeath didn't feel much when she heard the infamous Ogre the Demon got executed with his little protege. The girl reminded her slightly of her, but Esdeath could recognize that this one was also foolish in trying to play coy with others.
The brat Seryu was... so pathetic.
The Emperor too seemed to think that as he didn't seem to show any emotion as she had her executed by hanging after being found guilty of some of the more despicable acts committed by the Police. Esdeath could understand the military, but the police was a surprise since she thought those were corrupt officers and nothing more.
Then again, Honest was a true monster that wanted to see many people like him in control.
Esdeath was not spared by such listing, but she was currently spared from trouble as she kept doing her job and plot of a way to have the Emperor keep her around. Militarily-speaking, that wasn't feasible.
The Civil War was slowly moving toward a diplomatic end, the Emperor was curbing the worst of the civilian corps by taking care of nobles and law enforcers alike, and soon it would be time for the military. She didn't have a purpose soon enough in that aspect of things.
But that didn't mean she was only good at war.
The idea of becoming someone 'intimate' to the Emperor was something she never thought of going for. Not after that strange reaction at the threatening promise she was bestowed with. No, Esdeath had thought it was weird and wrong... and then she couldn't help but check what kind of individual she would end up with.
His personality was intriguing, but she couldn't just focus on a mere brat. She would have to be pleased somehow and thus she decided to check about it herself.
The Imperial Baths had many paths one could check for. Some were for emergency escapes, other for mere businesses of sending messengers around without those being noticed. It didn't take Esdeath long to get the right spot and situation to see what kind of boy she was even contemplating of being close with and...
That was not a little boy. And it wasn't even erect.
While Esdeath had yet to lose her purity to someone, she had the pleasure and displeasure of seeing men's dicks as she humiliated and tortured some prisoners. Always so 'little' and always so puny. Well, not always as some cases stood out, but the 'boy' she was ogling at, the one that had her once again rub her legs in pursuit of relief, was actually a bit bigger than the average.
And he had yet to go through puberty.
After that experience, Esdeath was quite convinced this was the most viable option. She had to find a way to seduce him, and it should have been easy for her to accomplish if not for one thing that she found most irritable: his guard. His little drug-loving pet bitch guard.
As much as Esdeath knew she had no grasp on those assigned to the guarding duty to the Emperor, that didn't stop her from finding a way around this issue. After all, the bitch was getting closer to her only ticket of survival after that stupid date they went to.
Oh no, Esdeath was not getting outpaced by a small-breasted and dumb brat that had been given the job out of sympathy. Yet, this bitch gave Esdeath a way in into the graces of the Emperor through something that she never thought herself possible.
It took a while to get the proper forged documentation ready, but as she 'strutted', many could see that something was wrong with her. Especially when she had a string connected to her left wrist that was being hold tightly by one of her subordinates and she would try to childishly pause to stare at a few paintings along the path to the Emperor's throne room. The lack of her military uniform was also quite eerie due to how frequently-seen she was in it.
No, the woman that was Esdeath was currently improvising one of the most masterful trick she ever accomplished through a mixture of experience and pure fear of dying.
"She what?!"
Liver looked nervous as he picked his next words carefully. Usually he would be able to hold his cool just right, but Esdeath knew the pressure was different from previous instances. A mistake could see him branded as a traitor and accessory for 'falsifying medical documentation' before the Emperor.
"She was struck by a rock while clashing with a commanding officer of the Revolutionary Army. The head trauma was reported to be severe and, as far as the medical experts from the Army, she lost her memory in a permanent manner."
"...And?"
"And, my Emperor, as requested by the Imperial Constitution, War Heroes are expected to be taken care of by the Imperial House within their specific instructions. In case of being rendered unable to properly survive on her own, Esdeath had requested for the Empire to take care of her safety and survival."
The boy frowned, harshly so, then glanced at his advisor, a new old man that acted as a 'Royal Constitutionalist' of sort to keep track of laws and the elder looked nervous as he nodded in agreement.
"It's... It's a law passed by your predecessor, my emperor," The old fart blurted out, the scowl on the boy's face not lessening. "Still, it is your prerogative to respect it or- or, well, have her set up in a small section of the palace to be monitored properly."
It wasn't ideal, but Esdeath hoped in her acted bout of 'childish regression' that she had done it.
"Why should I keep her in the palace?"
"Sire, as much as I understand your concerns, General Esdeath is still deemed a source of discontent to many. If she was let out of the palace in such condition as the news is spread all over, it could cause some unsavory rumors on your view of the current military."
Which would then make the silent plotting for a Military Purge ever so difficult to attain without someone moving fast to avoid their trial and cause a civil war.
Holding back a devilish grin, Esdeath could tell the Emperor was actually put in a silly corner but... she was quite angry when she was given a room with a 'caretaker' that babied her and even had some people cut her food for her.
She knew that vengeance was to be expected, she didn't know the brat was going to play rough from the get-go.
Yet, that just made Esdeath even more interested in making him know how a real woman felt like once she had him in bed with her!
AN
If only she knew that she is getting 'Domination Loss'd' by our Shota Emperor in a few chapters from now. Next time... Peace with Najenda
