The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 1015

Chapter 1015: The Look

They were taking too long.

It was an unfortunate situation, but it was exactly what led a certain adjutant and his boss to start moving on their own.

In the first place, they shouldn’t have allowed those two to go off by themselves.

But because the Imperial Crown Prince’s true identity hadn’t been made public yet, the general consensus remained the same.

Kyle Nox, as the son of the Minister, was the most politically entangled member of DG.

So the moment the guests were given the chance to mingle, everyone with even a bit of sense in them beelined straight for the poor adjutant, all eager to establish connections with DG.

And it was precisely at that moment that the twin tornadoes decided to happily expedite their way into giving someone else a heart attack.

They had said they wouldn’t take long.

But for those who felt more at ease when they could keep their partners within sight, there was no way the Imperial Crown Prince and his adjutant would remain calm with this much silence.

So even before Sid could finish saying, "Master—" in concern, Xavier and Kyle were already walking in the direction they had last seen the two disappear.

Well, sure enough, the trek to the restroom shouldn’t have taken long.

However, for those two, it was not only because they knew the Imperial Palace like the back of their hands, but because they walked faster than normal out of clear urgency.

Only when they got close enough to sense other presences did it become clear that the sworn brothers weren’t alone.

If not for his past experience of being caught in the most awkward situations as the main participant, Xavier might have reacted the same way Kyle did.

Because the adjutant found himself hesitating.

Should they announce their presence?

Or should they just wait it out?

While it would have been proper to make themselves known, it also seemed more polite not to interrupt. One of the noble ladies was clearly in the middle of sharing something deeply personal.

And not just anything, but the story of a romantic relationship that failed to work out.

Interrupting that would be rude.

Worse, it might unsettle her to know someone else had overheard.

Even though they were usually detached from high-society socialization, they had both been raised to understand the importance of giving face, especially in moments like this.

See, it was painfully obvious that whatever was being discussed had everything to do with the very people they had been looking for.

With how they trembled like blades of grass while listening with rapt attention and an odd dosage of anxiety, it was impossible not to link everything together.

Kyle just needed context.

He simply needed to understand why his little star and the newest terror of the Empire looked like that.

So he listened.

And soon enough, he got his answer.

"If before, the problem was restraining yourselves from overindulging in being overly intimate, then when a relationship starts to fizzle out..."

"There would be far less spontaneous affection," the lady continued. "Fewer kisses, and almost no more... nighttime adventures."

"!"

Ah.

That explained it.

Kyle slowly turned his head to glance at his boss.

Because, quite frankly, it would be impossible for Xavier’s affection for Luca to fizzle out.

And while it sounded like he was praising him as the romantic of the century, that wasn’t actually the case. Kyle was simply taking into account his friend’s personality.

The Prince was the most consistent person he knew.

He didn’t just have built-in blinders when it came to Luca. While their guild leader saw his husband as gentle, extremely understanding, and respectful of boundaries, Xavier was actually the type who latched on and never let go.

Once he committed, that was it.

There was no backing out.

No wavering.

It was the very reason why he only ever dedicated himself to a few things at a time.

He certainly multitasked and would don multiple hats at once when needed, but if asked about his level of investment in such matters, the Prince would simply chalk it up to a necessary task.

But not for things he was really neck deep in. For in the case of such things, once he had decided to take it on, quitting just wouldn’t be an option.

So what more, something that had already begun to mean more than his own life?

Honestly, it would be far more believable for someone to claim he had been cursed or possessed than for Xavier to suddenly say he had lost interest in his little wife.

Kyle had all these thoughts.

And for a moment, he believed this situation had nothing to do with him.

Until—

"Excuse me... I have this friend..."

Ollie’s extremely familiar voice cut in.

But unlike his usual jovial tone, he spoke hesitantly with the kind of softness that had his brows furrowing.

And from that alone, Kyle should have known.

He really should have known.

But in his moment of shock, the alarm bells only started ringing after the next words came out.

"Is there a problem when nothing has ever followed kissing...?"

"...!"

Yes.

There it was.

Sure enough, this had Kyle’s soul and dignity smeared all over it.

To think that his mop was only just getting started.

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The ladies tried their absolute best to control their expressions.

They truly did.

But their hands still flew to their mouths, eyes widening as they struggled to hold back their reactions until they understood the full context.

"...Is there something wrong?" Ollie asked hesitantly, clearly catching on to their response.

"Ah—no!" one of them said quickly, shaking her head. "There’s nothing wrong at all."

"Yes, nothing," another added, nodding as she tried to steady herself. "But... could you tell us a bit more? Just so we can understand what you mean, my lord?"

"There’s definitely no problem with just kissing. In fact, in most relationships, that alone is already a big step."

The others nodded in agreement.

"So it’s not unusual," one reassured him, choosing her words carefully. "Your... friend is perfectly normal."

Ollie blinked.

"...Really?"

"Yes, really," they echoed softly.

They exchanged glances again.

Huh?

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