To Rosalyn, who was in desperate need of reliable assistance, the appearance of Ron and Lifa was an opportunity no less significant than the manifestation of an origin crystal in the world.
Just as Ron protected himself by nurturing Lifa’s growth, Rosalyn, after multiple interactions, believed that the two would achieve immeasurable success in the future.
Consequently, what she desired was no longer a mere trade, but the establishment of a much closer relationship with Ron.
“When facing Mr. Ron…”
“Rosalyn feels that being a bit more honest will make it easier to be believed and accepted~”
Like a soft pillow in his arms, Rosalyn’s slender body leaned completely against him after she straddled Ron’s lap.
“Mmhmm~”
With her small head resting on Ron’s shoulder and tilted upward, Rosalyn seemed quite satisfied with their current position, letting out a pleasant hum.
“Actually, there is no need for you to do this…”
Ron took a deep breath. The feeling of such intimate contact with a beautiful girl certainly wasn’t bad; he even felt a bit of enjoyment and stirrings of desire.
But it was only a bit.
Ron knew very well that Rosalyn’s motives were far from pure.
Even if this girl wasn’t entirely a political creature, her current attempts at closeness were nothing more than a means to seek a relationship that transcended a simple transaction.
“It is necessary, after all…”
Rosalyn’s eyelids lowered, her pink bangs swaying gently with the movement of her body.
“After all, Mr. Ron, you have already rejected me once before.”
The girl looked pitiful, as if her sincere feelings had been betrayed and trampled upon by a heartless man.
“If you are referring to the matter of becoming your teacher, I still need to enroll in the Falosa Royal Academy myself. I can’t think of anything I could possibly teach you.”
Switching back to a more formal way of addressing her, Ron felt a genuine sense of admiration for the girl before him.
‘She’s actually pulling at my sleeve and crying for real… Rosalyn, you’re already so skilled at this, what else could you possibly need to be taught…’
“Even without my help, there are other ways for you and Miss Lifa to obtain a recommendation letter for the Royal Academy.”
“As for financial sponsorship, I believe that given Mr. Ron’s knowledge, it is equally within your reach.”
Rosalyn shook her head, her restless legs rubbing against Ron as if she were feeling incredibly anxious and afraid.
“You are being a bit too overconfident and optimistic about us…”
Ron felt like he was about to lose his composure. He looked back on his actions—aside from his efficient problem-solving experience and rich store of knowledge, he hadn’t shown Rosalyn anything else.
“It’s intuition~”
Rosalyn reached out and took off the mask that covered the upper half of Ron’s face, providing her answer.
“From the moment I first met you, until our conversation in the garden today.”
“I have never been able to see through your thoughts, while Mr. Ron seems to have anticipated everything long ago.”
“Intuition tells Rosalyn that you are worth betting even more important chips on!”
It was an unexpected reply.
“Intuition?” Ron asked back, his voice tinged with absurdity.
“Intuition.”
Rosalyn acknowledged it again. Naturally, she took hold of Ron’s wrist, lifted it, and placed his hand on her thigh.
Through the thin gauze of her dress, the girl’s softness and body heat were exceptionally clear.
“Since you feel that the bond of teacher and student should belong solely to Miss Lifa, then Rosalyn can only beg you for another, closer connection…”
Like a delicate flower waiting to be plucked, Rosalyn’s voice grew softer and closer.
Her lips pressed against the skin of Ron’s neck, giving him a light kiss. After a rustling sound, she left a bright red strawberry mark behind.
Ron’s right hand, resting on Rosalyn’s thigh, clenched into a half-fist. What lingered was not just the tingling sensation of her skin against his, but also the residual warmth from the girl’s soft tongue.
A closer relationship…
Ron lowered his head somewhat stiffly. At some point, one of the straps of the girl’s dress had already slipped down to her arm.
“Mmhmm~”
‘If I still don’t understand her hints, I might as well smash my head against my thirty-terabyte galgame hard drive and die.’
‘Who could possibly withstand such a test—’
But—
“Enough!”
Ron bit his lip, having made a decision.
“Rosalyn, let’s talk about the origin crystal first.”
He picked up the startled Rosalyn and placed her on the sofa beside him.
With the enemy not yet defeated, how could he afford to settle down?
With a yandere still looming, how could he dare to slack off?
Ron glanced at Rosalyn, who had yet to react, and took a sip of the black tea on the table.
In his current state, he didn’t have the chance to restart through save-loading.
If the previous Bad End was caused by his own wishful thinking and Isis’s misunderstanding of his relationship with Lifa, then this time, it was also possible he could fall into ruin for some inexplicable reason because he couldn’t control his lower half.
“Mr. Ron…” Rosalyn’s voice called from the side.
“Yes?”
“My body has not been touched by any other man. Please rest assured.”
When Rosalyn said this, Ron could hear a deep sense of resentment in her voice.
“It’s not because of that…” He didn’t know why the topic had shifted in this direction.
“Then is there something wrong with you?” Rosalyn followed up immediately.
“Definitely not!”
“Tsk, I understand.”
The girl stared at Ron for a long time with a complex expression before letting out another “tsk.” It was as if nothing had happened just now as she pulled up the strap of her dress and put on a polite smile.
“Naturally, the adventurer’s guild came to me because they also have their eyes on this origin crystal.”
Seeing Ron frown at this, Rosalyn’s smile became a bit more proud and smug.
“However, that old fellow Falga also knows very well that in Enid, it is unrealistic for him to try to hide this matter or bypass me.”
“Coming to me openly like this allows him to get my help. Otherwise, with just a single martial law order on the magic beast forest, they wouldn’t even be able to conduct their preliminary reconnaissance work easily.”
Ron listened patiently, having no objections to this.
Rosalyn had even managed to get his registered adventurer information almost immediately after he signed up; she clearly had a level of infiltration and control over the Enid adventurer’s guild.
“So, what did you agree on?”
Remembering the significant amount of time the two had spent meeting, Ron asked with certainty about the final result.
“Heh~ Whoever can get it will depend on their own ability.”
Ron’s pointed question was met with Rosalyn’s laughter. After the earlier interlude, the personality the girl displayed in front of Ron was becoming increasingly close to her true self.
“Doesn’t Mr. Ron have the intention of forming an adventurer party?”
“I don’t know where that old fellow gets his confidence. Originally, the agreement was for both sides to provide two people to form a temporary small adventurer party.”
“But in the end, he said the adventurer’s guild only needs to send one person.”
Rosalyn didn’t mention any other details, but she gave Ron a knowing look when she reached this part.
If necessary, Ron and Lifa could bribe—or even directly kill—the representative of the adventurer’s guild.
The Enid family would provide them with backing and handle the aftermath.
“I understand.”
An event like this naturally required more preparation and thought, but Ron wanted to meet the representative from the adventurer’s guild first before making specific arrangements.
Next, his conversation with Rosalyn was similar to their usual ones.
They mainly discussed the political affairs and internal and external problems of Enid, interspersed with intelligence regarding the Royal Capital of Falosha and other current heirs of the merchant guild.
It wasn’t until the deep of the night, in the early hours of the morning, that Rosalyn finally led Ron to his quarters in the Earl’s Mansion.
“I have benefited greatly from our discussion tonight~”
With impeccable parting etiquette, Ron found it a bit difficult to reconcile the dignified and virtuous young lady with the Rosalyn from earlier who had a hint of a “maniacal girl” about her.
Still pondering the matters regarding the origin crystal, Ron pushed open the door to his quarters. After closing the door, he froze in place.
In the darkness, a pair of emerald-green eyes was staring intently at him.
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