Yuuram In Novel 4

Yuuram in Novel 4

You really have to read these quotes, they keep getting gayer and gayer XDD —————————————————————— Novel 4. ch.1 - Whatever happened during those four months -

“… Even though it’s already been four months… Ah! Now’s not the time to be worrying about that! I thought it was hard to breathe! He’s completely on top of me!”

Wolfram von Bielefelt, with the sleeping face of an angel and the sleeping habits of a devil, has got both his arms and legs wrapped around me, disturbing my peaceful sleep. He had on a frilly-laced, silk nightgown.

“This isn’t funny. If Günter saw this…”

“I’m already here!”

Lord von Christ is yelling as he bangs on the thick, heavy wooden door. His pretty face is probably distorted in unease and impatience, his hair in a disarray.

—————————————————————— Novel 4. ch.1 -Introducing Wolfram-

The third son has a build similar to mine, looks just like his mother with long eyelashes, blonde hair, emerald green eyes that remind me of the bottom of a lake, and is the very image of a perfect pretty boy from an orthodox school – like an angel that comes to you in a dream and makes you cry from his whispered gospel. But in reality he’s a spoiled brat and if he opens his mouth, what comes out isn’t any kind of heavenly gospel.

(…)

I’m simultaneously denying all three of their opinions. As the only outsider, Lord Weller is desperately trying not to laugh. Stop that Conrad. Your one and only baseball partner is being forced into a marriage fraud… Wait, rather than a marriage fraud, is it gender misrepresentation? Ah, if only Wolfram was a girl… but then he’d still be a spoiled brat… NOTE:  When Yuuri talks about ‘marriage fraud’, and 'gender misrepresentation’, he’s talking about the fact that same sex people can’t get married in Japan; so  two men getting married would in fact mean that the marriage is fraudulent. He even said: “wouldn’t it rather be gender misrepresentation?” which consist of pretending someone is of a different gender to get married. This is followed by an : Ah~ If only Wolfram were a girl…

—————————————————————— Novel 4. ch.1 -Mpreg jokes -

“Royal bastard?” What’s that? As I turned to Conrad to ask, Wolfram grabbed me by my collar.

“Yuuri, you jerk, where did you give birth!? Where and when, when did that happen!?”

“Wh-what? I didn’t give birth! I definitely did not give birth!”

Being assaulted by this angelic pretty boy, I feel like confessing to anything.

—————————————————————— Novel 4. ch.1-2 -Although not Yuuram, mental note- Yuuri tried alcohol in novel 4, ch1. The story about what happened with Anissina and Densham’s rooster is in chapter 2.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.2 -Boarding the ship-

Also standing there was the third son of the three brothers that look nothing alike.  If he kept his mouth shut, he was an unrivalled pretty boy, but in reality he was just a spoiled brat made all the more intimidating by the beauty he inherited from his mother.

“I’m your fiancé so it’s my duty to supervise you on your travels so you don’t get caught up in some sort of love affair!  Especially since you’re a flirt, a cheater and henachoko!”

(…)

“Anyway, since Schildkraut is two days away, let’s just pass the time in our cabin.  Especially since we have a child with a fever and an adult who is seasick like always.”

Speaking of which…  I turned around and there was Wolfram, vomiting with tears in his eyes…

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Novel 4. ch.3 -Free gayness-

“… The World’s Dongs!?”

“Not ‘dongs,’ dangerous.  It says ‘The World’s Dangerous Animals,’” said Conrad.

My reading ability is still lacking.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.3 -Baths and swimsuits-

“What are you doing, Yuuri?  That’s a bath for beauty.  What am I going to do if you get even more beautiful?”

Blathering on with his weird aesthetic sense, Wolfram quickly walks away.  

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.3 -Same as usual-

Because it would be a problem if the assassin and the target were paired together, Wolfram and I are in the same room.  It’s the same as usual.

There were sounds coming from the adjacent room for a while, but by the time my digital analog G-shock told me it was nine, it was completely quiet.  The last thing I heard as I was on my 50th sit-up after throwing my sheets aside was a door shutting and footsteps leading away.

“… Conrad went out!”

The third son, who had turned off the lamp and was slowly drinking some local wine in the moonlight, showed no interest.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.3 -more yuuram-

“So, what do you think?”

“About what?”

“About Conrad because he’s half human, what do you think?”

As his little brother, this question seems to trouble him.  He lets out a low grunt and falls silent.

“I don’t care about the past.  I’m talking about since I’ve come here.”

“… That’s…”

Moving away from the table by the window, I playfully kick the third son as he sits on the bed.  It was my way of telling him that I’d want a detailed answer sooner or later. “How long are you going to sit there drinking alcohol like an old man?  Well, I guess there’s no helping that since you’re 82.”

My overseer wasn’t around and my right ankle felt awesome and I felt 9 o’clock was too early to call it a day.

“Hey, let’s go have some hot spring town nightlife fun.  Like ring toss or target practice or smart ball[7].”

Wolfram immediately returned to his arrogant behavior and sniffed in derision.

“Nightlife fun?  I’ve gotten bored of that childish nonsense.”

“H-hey!  Don’t tell me you’re just going to go to sleep…”

Without even waiting for me to finish talking, he lays down for bed.

“… Well I guess it can’t be helped…. He is 82.”

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.4 -why is he feeling guilty tho-

Just in case, I wait until I can hear Wolfram’s signature ‘Gghgpihh-ghgpihh’ before I get dressed and leave the room.  I don’t really think I need it, but to alleviate some of my guilt, I bring along Windpipe No. 1.  Wearing round sunglasses at nighttime and a flashy pink knit hat and using a cane even though I can walk perfectly fine, I’m a very suspicious nightwalker.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.4 -Wolf’s dream connecting to Yuuri in RL-

“I’m against H (sex) without love!  Here, put this on!”

Trying to hide my embarrassment in vigorous movement, I rip off my down jacket.  It’s a lot heavier than a ‘Made in Modern Japan’ version, but the warmth is the same.

“… Thank you.”

(…)

Around that time, Wolfram was having a dream.

Yuuri screamed, “I’m against H (sex) without love!” and he replied with “If you’re talking about love, it’s right here,” but in his mind he was thinking, ‘what does he mean, by H?’’

His snore was ‘ghghpihh-ghghpihh’ as always.

Have a nice dream.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.6 -Reuniting with Wolfram and penis jokes-

“Oh, it’s your fiancé and Mr. Kakunoshi-“

“Yuuri, you jerk!”

Raising his manicured eyebrows, Wolfram grabs my collar and lifts me up.

“Running around playing in the red-light district when you have someone like me…  how frivolous can you be!?”

“Ugh, Wolf, I, I can’t, bre-breathe!”

“Do you have any idea how much Conrart lectured me because of this!?”

(…)

“Hey, the one who went out gallivanting with girls first was you, wasn’t it? (…)”

“I wasn’t going to hang out with girls.  I just had something to give to an acquaintance.  The child was sleeping soundly, and because I heard some suspicious breathing coming from the next room, I thought it would be impolite to stay and listen to the sounds of you making love so…”

“We weren’t making anything!”

That was me doing sit ups.  We’re not a couple from fifty years ago so why would we come to a hot spring for our honeymoon.  Anyway, please notice.  We’re both guys, alright!?

(…)

“Uh, Mr. Mitsuemon?  Mr. Kakunoshin?  Who are Yuuri and Conrart..?”

“Oh sorry, sorry.  That’s me.  I’m the crepe silk dealer from Echigo, Mitsuemon, with the pen name, Yuuri.” “Your pen(is) has a name?”

Pretty boy, I’m not sure if you’re out of sorts, you were trying to make a joke, or if you’re just an airhead.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.7 - Wolf healing Hube scene-

Half asleep with his eyes half open, Wolfram bites back an indiscreet yawn.

“Ya’anna heal Gegenhuber with healin’ magic, righ?”

“You’re not speaking properly.”

“Why ‘on’t you ask me?”

My powers of comprehension can’t keep up with this unexpected utterance

“Because Wolf… did you have that kind of skill?”

“I’m not as skilled as Gisela, but I do have some experience with raising people’s natural healing.  There’s no way I can’t perform a technique that even the likes of you can do.  Because you’re a-”

“Henachoko.”

The Pretty Boy gives a satisfied snort and repeats ‘are you asking me to heal him?’  I do so without a second’s hesitation.  I don’t care if he calls me a wimp.

“All right Yuuri, watch closely.  This is how you use the healing arts.  Hey Gegenhuber!”

Rather than hold his hand, he grabs his wrist, roughly shakes it around and yells at him.

“You listening, you injured guy!?   I don’t want to help you, but I am because Yuuri said ‘please!’  If you live any longer, thank him! (…).”

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.8 - Maou scene-

“This is strange,” Wolfram murmured with a skeptical expression.

“Dragons?  It’s strange; there’s no way his magic could be so refined.”

“Wolf, I think that’s a bit rude.”

“No, it’s clearly strange.  Ah, did he get a lover!?  And now he’s trying to show his good side…”

“… That’s so cool…”

(…)“So he’s trying to show his good side to his daughter.”

It seems he’s become aware of himself as a parent. ————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.9 - I’d go out with him-

Light reaches my optic nerves and even the underside of my eyelids turn white.  Bearing my pain and opening my eyes, I see that right above me are shining golden hair and lake’s bottom green blinking down at me.  If only he was a girl, I’d deal with his attitude and go out with him.

“… but anway… uwah!  Why did you put my head on your lap again!?”

Rolling across the grass three times, I distance myself from Wolfram’s lap.  My limbs are heavy and my throat is parched and there is an unbearable ache in the back of my head.

Propping myself up with my arms behind me, I look up at the sky and take a deep breath.

“My head hurts.  I feel like I’m going to vomit.”

“It’s a lack of sleep.”

Citing this working class condition, Wolfram throws a towel at me.

“Wipe your face; there’s still some drool on it.  After using that much magic, usually you would rest a long time, but today you haven’t even slept for half that.  Headaches and nausea are a given.”

(…)Wolfram lent me his shoulder.  I didn’t think it would be so tiring to not sit back down.  I feel like I’m being crushed by the heavy air and like gravity has doubled.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.9 - Family time-

Wondering when she learned how to speak so un-cutely, I stop in surprise.  But the one who spoke was Wolfram as he kicked at the ground in exasperation.

“How thick can the two of you be?  Seriously, like parent, like child.”

“Wolf, this isn’t about you-”

“The reason her mother sent her to Svelera and the reason you’re leaving her in the care of this ‘baldy’ is the same.”(…)

This ex-prince and third son who has a super beautiful mother and two manly older brothers does everything with pride and he had faith in the love that he was showered with.

“I’m doing this with your benefit in mind.”

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.9 - Goodbye-

When I had to part ways with Greta I was wailing in front of everyone, but no one laughed at me.  Anyway, Hyscliff promised that he’d make her visit after a month.  Now that I think about it, it’s been less than ten days since that child appeared before me.   When I turned to comment on the fact that it hasn’t really been long enough for me to properly develop the emotions of a parent, I found Wolfram fiercely crying.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.10 - Because bathing alone is awkward…  yeah, right. Keep chanting your mantra boi-

Because it’s awkward to bathe alone in that huge bath, at night I make Wolfram come with me for bath time.  I feel like if I spend time with him naked in the huge baths, we can form a friendship as men instead of he and his flirty fiancé.  The problem is that as we’re deepening our friendship, he’s getting discouraged.

Why, Wolfram von Bielefelt, are you so dissatisfied with friendship?

After I woke up paralyzed twice tonight, my eyes open and I can’t sleep anymore.

“Ah, it’s no use.  I can’t go to sleep without taking a bath.  Wolf, I’m going to take a bath.”

“Whadd’re ya sayin, you know whatime it is?  Stop bein’ so annoying.”

“This is kind of off topic, but your face looks like Kunie Tanaka.”

And you’re completely rude by just ignoring the fact that you’re living in my bed and saying whatever you want.

Reluctantly leaving my room by myself, I sneak down the late-night hallway.

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