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How a Villainous Sub-Bottom Survives 25

Arleigh couldn’t finish his words. His body flew back just like that and hit the wall.

But despite escaping from the crisis, Rozentella couldn’t feel at ease.

“Haahng…!”

As Arleigh’s hand suddenly pulled out, an unwanted moan burst forth. It was a voice soaked in lust enough to surprise even himself.

‘What should I do? What should I do? Will Elder Brother Eldon be disappointed? He might truly misunderstand that I’m debauched.’

Rozentella trembled in fear, and Eldon approached and picked him up. Then he walked silently.

‘It’s been so long, how was your life at the academy? You must be tired from the long journey, shall I prepare a meal, thank you for saving me….’

Rozentella had so much he wanted to say. But he couldn’t. Because Eldon looked very angry.

Eldon took Rozentella to his room and laid him down on the pure white bed. Then he sat beside him. Flustered by the gaze that looked directly at him without a word, Rozentella quickly opened his mouth.

“I’m sorry.”

“What are you sorry for?”

“…I showed you such an ugly sight as soon as you returned.”

“……”

Eldon kept his mouth firmly shut. Though he’d begged for forgiveness, there was no sign of his anger subsiding. Rozentella sat up as if to escape.

“I’ll go prepare a meal… Eek!”

Eldon grabbed Rozentella’s wrist and laid him back down on the bed. His black eyes took on a frighteningly bleak light.

‘Why is he looking at me like that? Has even Elder Brother Eldon come to hate me?’

Rozentella trembled and avoided his gaze, and Eldon pressed down on his shoulders.

“Did things like today happen often?”

“N-no. It’s the first time. It’s truly the first time!”

Rozentella appealed his grievance with tears flowing. But Eldon’s cold gaze didn’t soften.

How could he make his brother believe him? As Rozentella worried, his pants were suddenly pulled off.

“To be this wet. Did you actually like that bastard Arleigh?”

“N-no! Absolutely not!”

Rozentella shook his head violently. But the coldness in Eldon’s eyes didn’t disappear.

Eldon spread his legs and inserted his finger into his anus.

“Agh! B-Brother!”

“How far did that bastard Arleigh put it in? This much? Or this much?”

His finger thrust into the inner walls at a frightening speed, one knuckle, two knuckles.

“B-Brother… Don’t do this. Brother. Ahng, ngh, Brother!”

“I’ll go deeper than that bastard. You’re mine. I can’t stand some other bastard knowing what I don’t know.”

“Agh, it, it hurts. Brother, it hurts.”

As his intimate interior was roughly dug into, Rozentella’s mind became hotly consumed. It hurt, but it was different from having his buttocks hit by Arleigh. Some unknown sensation began to heat up Rozentella’s entire body.

“Haa, ahng, ngh…”

“It doesn’t matter who it is, you like it as long as they touch you.”

“N-no…”

Rozentella couldn’t even finish his words and shook his head. That was all he could do. The strong alpha pheromones that Eldon emitted consumed Rozentella’s body with arousal and stole his reason.

“Then tell me. Between me and Arleigh, who would you choose?”

“B-Brother.”

Rozentella said in a voice wetly soaked. He liked Elder Brother Eldon better than Arleigh, who picked on him and beat him at every turn. He waited and waited every single day for Eldon to come.

Rozentella looked at Eldon with sincerity.

“Rozentella…”

The pheromones Eldon had been coldly emitting gradually decreased. A warm light circled in Eldon’s gray eyes. It was the face of the kind eldest brother that Rozentella had been waiting for so much. As Eldon stroked Rozentella’s cheek colored with lust, the door burst open.

“That’s a lie!”

Seha, a servant of the House of Duke Chendewden, shouted in a shrill voice.

“Young Master Eldon! You mustn’t be fooled! Rozentella has mixed bodies with the Second Young Master!”

Rozentella was flustered. This was truly an absurd false accusation. But Seha, who admired Eldon, shouted even more strongly.

“Every day they roll around in the same bed doing shameless things. Touching buttocks and vulgarly mixing their bodies. Young Master Eldon, don’t believe the words of that wicked ash-covered one!”

“Rozentella, is this true?”

Eldon looked down at Rozentella with eyes that had turned cold again.

“N-n-no.”

Rozentella shook his head while avoiding Eldon’s eyes. It was difficult to endure the cold gaze of his beloved brother.

“See! He has a guilty conscience, so he can’t even look at you. Every night the Second Young Master’s room is covered with moaning sounds, so the servants don’t dare approach because it’s so shameful.”

Seha made up lies fluently without even wetting his lips. As he chattered without rest, Eldon suddenly shouted.

“Be quiet!”

“Yes, Young Master…”

Seha bowed his head in surprise. Did he believe my words? Rozentella looked at Eldon with hope. But the finger that had been inside his inner walls pulled out mercilessly, and Eldon abruptly stood up.

He left the room without looking back.

Tears like chicken droppings rolled down from Rozentella’s blue eyes. Seha sneered at Rozentella, then followed after Eldon.

The eldest brother he’d yearned for even in his dreams had returned, but Rozentella’s day began the same as always. No, it was rather filled with despair.

Now that even Elder Brother Eldon had come to hate him, how should he live from now on? As he could only let out deep sighs, Raki came running.

“Young Master! Young Master!”

Raki was a servant who had grown up with Rozentella since childhood, and he was the only person who called the ash-covered Rozentella ‘Young Master.’

“Raki, what is it?”

“Please take this.”

Raki stuck close to Rozentella’s side, then held his breath and whispered quietly as he handed over a white envelope. Rozentella also lowered his voice and asked.

“What is this?”

“It’s a party invitation.”

Until now, countless invitations, love letters, and marriage proposals addressed to Rozentella had arrived, but Arleigh had destroyed them all. But Arleigh, who had been attacked by Eldon, still hadn’t regained consciousness, and Raki had checked the mailbox first and was able to find the invitation.

“A party?”

Rozentella opened the envelope. And he was very surprised. This was an invitation to a ball to select a partner for Hereis, the Crown Prince of the Demon Realm.

“Gasp! The Demon Realm!”

Raki, who had thought it was just a simple party invitation, screamed briefly as soon as he saw the invitation.

“I-I’m sorry, Young Master. I never dreamed it was an invitation from the Demon Realm. I’ll go throw it away immediately.”

Raki tried to take the invitation back, but Rozentella shook his head.

“No. I want to go.”

“What?”

“I’ll go.”

“Young Master, this is the Demon Realm! If you happen to be chosen, you’ll become the partner of the Demon Realm’s Crown Prince!”

“I know.”

Rozentella had endured all kinds of mistreatment and humiliation, only hoping for Eldon to graduate from the academy. But now that he’d been abandoned by Eldon, his last hope, there was no longer any reason to stay in this house.

For an omega to leave the ducal estate, they had to get married. But it was an impossible dream for someone who hadn’t received even a single marriage proposal.

Of course, as a precious omega, Rozentella was an object of envy in the empire, but because Eldon and Arleigh strictly controlled everything, he had no idea of this fact.

Abandoned by Eldon and fallen into despair, Rozentella wanted to escape from the ducal estate, even if it meant going to the Demon Realm.

“But I want to leave this place.”

“…I understand. If that is your wish, Young Master, I will follow. But please take me with you too.”

“Raki, thank you.”

Transparent tears welled up in Rozentella’s jewel-like blue eyes.

“Not at all. I’m the one who’s sorry for not protecting you properly.”

Raki and Rozentella hugged each other and shed tears profusely. But they couldn’t keep crying forever.

There was much to prepare to attend the ball. Especially splendid party clothes and dignified shoes were essential. They also needed a special carriage to take them to the Demon Realm.

Rozentella fell into worry. Stepmother Martin mistreated Rozentella, took everything he had, and didn’t even provide him with a single piece of clothing.

“What should I do? I can’t attend the ball like this.”

“Young Master, they say there’s a kind wolf fairy in the eastern forest who grants wishes. How about asking them?”

“A wolf fairy?”

Around twilight, Rozentella headed to the eastern forest carrying a basket. To meet the wolf fairy.

Rozentella was very, very afraid of wolves, but since today was the day of the ball, he couldn’t postpone it any longer.

“Wolf Fairy, Wolf Fairy, please grant my wish.”

Rozentella went to the tree Raki had told him about, knelt down, and prayed. At that moment, he heard a youthful voice.

“What’s your wish?”

Lush blue hair, big ears, sparkling wings. He was unmistakably a wolf fairy. Unlike Rozentella’s worries, he was very cute.

“I want to attend a ball.”

“A ball? Then you’ll need nice clothes, shoes, and a carriage.”

“Yes. But all I have are shabby clothes covered in ash…”

“Don’t worry. I’ll prepare them for you.”

“Is that really true, Wolf Fairy?”

Rozentella smiled brightly. But the wolf fairy raised his big ears as if displeased.

“My name is Fortis. Call me Forti.”

“Yes, Forti. I’ll do that. Oh, I’m Rozentella.”

“Rozentella… That’s a very pretty name.”

“Thank you.”

“But Rozentella. If I grant your wish, what will you do for me?”

Rozentella smiled pleasantly and handed over the basket he’d prepared in advance.

“What’s this?”

“It’s bread.”

It was the meal Rozentella had saved by starving all day. But Forti was indifferent.

“I’m a wolf. I only eat meat.”

“I-I’m sorry. But meat is too precious, I couldn’t get any.”

The wicked stepmother and stepbrothers always ate meat, but all Rozentella had was hard bread.

When Rozentella made a tearful face, Forti grinned.

“Then let me lick you.”

“What?”

“You have a very sweet scent coming from you, Rozentella. I want to lick you.”

How a Villainous Sub-Bottom Survives

How a Villainous Sub-Bottom Survives

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After being murdered by my lover, I transmigrated into a BL novel character. And not just any character, but Crown Princess Rosenthal, a 'villainous sub-bottom' who bullies the main bottom of the harem and gets his neck cleanly severed by the Crown Prince main top. Just like I was killed in South Korea by my two-timing lover, this time my fate is to be murdered by a husband whose eyes have wandered to a concubine. Damn, what terrible luck. But I can't die like this. I'll survive somehow, no matter what. I don't care if I have to destroy the original plot or whatever. But is the author punishing me? The more I try to escape, the more I feel like I'm sinking deeper into the mire?

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