I just hope to live a leisurely life in the world of anime.

Can I still take pictures? I didn't insert a tablet or anything...

They're all genuine materials. Can't An Shu tell the difference in feel from them normally?

"Lam wants to take a picture too! Huh?" Just as Lam reached out her hand, she was suddenly hugged by Anshu.

The two rolled around and successfully landed on top of the little girl, with An Shu sandwiched between them.

"Whoa!" At this moment, the little girl understood An Shu's idea. Was he going to use her as a mattress?

After all, her head was resting on his chest...

On the contrary, Ram felt sorry for the little girl and used her hands to support half of her body so that she did not fall completely onto Anshu.

This is quite comfortable too!

An Shu put his hands behind his back, pinched the little girl's baby face, and rubbed against her comfortably. This is the kind of daily life we ​​should be living!

"Ugh, Ram-chan, bite him!"

"Mmm! Sister Weizhi!" Upon receiving the instruction, Ram responded, lowered her body, bit Anshu's face, and used the technique the little girl had taught her to gently rub her teeth against the flesh of his face, licking it with her tongue.

"Naughty?" An Shu pulled Ram into his arms, nuzzled her face, and slowly reached down to her waist, pinching her soft flesh.

"Ugh, Miori-nee-nee, Master is bullying me!"

"Poor Ram-chan! Sweetie!" The little girl, who was pinned down, raised her hand and patted the head of the head maid to comfort her.

“By the way, Ram-chan…” An Shu called out to her, who was trying to play the victim, “Why are your breasts so disappointing? Rem-chan’s are clearly much bigger…”

She's almost as big as Hitomi, but Hitomi is a little loli!

"Eh?" Rem blushed when she heard Anshu mention her name and hugged the little girl in her arms even tighter.

"Rem-chan, Rem-chan, I can't breathe!"

"Huh? I'm sorry, Sister An Tong!"

"It's okay, Rem-chan, aren't you happy to hear your brother praise you?"

"Hmm..." She nodded gently, her face turning even redder.

Meanwhile, Ram was also feeling wronged, "I don't want it to grow either, but why won't it grow?"

"Besides Hitomi, Ram is the youngest!"

Like a cat with its fur standing on end, she bit An Shu's face again, "Nonsense, nonsense, nonsense! Master, you're too nagging!"

"Hehe!" Seeing An Shu's discomfiture, the little girl was also very happy, and hugged the two of them tightly with a smile.

ding ding ding...

"Eh? We have guests?" An Tong looked up from Rem's arms and called out to the three people who were playing around.

"Is it that persistent knight pervert who keeps haunting Brother Anshu again?" The little girl was also a bit puzzled. Why would anyone come to the door on such a cold day?

An Shu's lips twitched again. Reinhard was a pervert! No matter how many times he said he was a man, he still came to find him tirelessly, looking like he didn't believe him.

An Shu was at a loss; she couldn't very well take off her pants and show him, could she?

He patted the head maid's shapely bottom, gesturing for her to stand up, "You all tidy yourselves up, this time it's someone visiting."

"Who?"

"Count Roswaal of the Borderlands".

###Chapter 86 Do You Want to Be Emperor?###

(' "Thanks!"

An Shu nodded to the blonde maid, took the teacup by the handle, and took a small sip.

He placed the teacup on the table, sighing inwardly, "Good maids always belong to other people!"

Luckily, I also have a Rem who works very hard!

As for Ram...

An Shu grew increasingly angry and gently tapped the girl sitting in her lap. "Learn from Miss Fadelonica! Look how lazy you are! You always dump the housework on Rem-chan. I'll hit you!"

"Hmph!" Ram was naturally unconvinced, but she couldn't compare to him, so she could only let out a soft snort and nestle in his arms, muttering softly, "Ram can warm your bed, but she can't! Although Rem can, and Rem's is bigger, um..."

The more she muttered to herself, the more aggrieved she felt... After all, Rem was just as cute as she was...

"Sister!" Rem blushed again and instinctively hugged the little girl tightly, almost suffocating her.

An Shu wasn't deaf, so naturally he couldn't not hear. He was speechless for a moment. Feeling the clown's ambiguous gaze, he could only cough twice to cover his embarrassment. However, his right hand slid to Ram's waist and gently scratched it.

Fadelina, holding the tray, covered her mouth and chuckled, concealing her sharp teeth, as she whispered to Rem, who was holding An Tong.

The young girl sat to the side, warming her hands with the still-hot teacup, looking every bit the mother of the household. She asked Roswaal at the guest table, "Count, may I ask what brings you here with Miss Fadelonica?"

She appeared dignified, but her feet were quite mischievous under the table! Her toes slid over and rubbed against An Shu's thigh, gently pinching a soft piece of flesh with her toes and carefully rubbing it.

He calmly took another sip of tea.

The space under the table was already small, and with the addition of a maid's seat, there was nowhere to hide.

An Shu glared at her fiercely, feeling the lovely person in her arms become burning hot all over.

Although she was often teased by them, An Shu was not immune to this feeling. Gradually, she also felt an impulse, but she could not lose her composure. So she could only hug Ram's back and hold her tighter, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

Ram buried herself in An Shu's arms. What was unseen from the outside was that her face, which was already red to the tips of her ears, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned. It was clear that she had conspired with the little girl all along, a divine assist!

Roswaal replied matter-of-factly, "Of course I'm here to visit An Shu-jun. As for Fadelanika, she was out shopping, so we just happened to come along."

I said, "An Shujun, why are you all sitting in bed while I'm the only one sitting on this cold bench?"

“Oh, this is our tradition of hospitality!” An Shu’s expression remained unchanged. He freed one hand, reached under the table, pinched the little girl’s toes, and tickled the soles of her feet to signal her not to be presumptuous.

"But why is my maid sitting with you?"

"Roswaal, as a nobleman, you shouldn't concern yourself with such details! Look at you, you're sitting higher than us, looking down on us, and you still have to act all innocent!"

"It's so cold, I'd rather sit inside!"

"No, no, no! Who knows if your feet smell? Okay, okay, stop it, what are you doing here?"

"How heartless! But I've brought you some good news!"

"Roswaal, if you keep talking like that, I'm kicking you out!"

"No, no, no!" Roswaal quickly smiled apologetically, then his eyes deepened, and he slowly said, "An Shujun, do you... want to be emperor?"

Become emperor? An Shu was taken aback, then realized what he meant. "That prophecy from last month? I sensed it long ago. Your broken stone is fake. What dragon god appointed someone? It's all a lie to fool the ignorant masses."

“An Shujun, the stone is obviously fake; I only realized that last month. But the badge is definitely real!”

"So, according to you, the people in the Academy of Wise Men were dissatisfied with the emperor, forced him to abdicate, then fabricated a false prophecy and made a few fake badges, and what followed was a power struggle among the nobles?"

"Yes! It's roughly the same. There are five badges in total, two of which you should know about, as they were reported a while ago."

As for the remaining three, since I am the kingdom's number one magician, I took one, and gave the other to the Arestia family, who have a sword saint!

The last one hasn't been chosen yet, but I think it will likely fall to Priscilla Bariel.

Roswaal took a jeweled badge out of his pocket and waved it in his hand.

"That jinx? So what?"

“An Shujun, you really have a sharp tongue! If that guy heard you call her that, he'd probably tear your house down.”

"But don't you really understand? Once I give you the badge, with your guild's strength and my support, your ascension to the throne is practically guaranteed!"

"It's boring, I'd rather stay home and play with the girl at home!"

"An Shujun, if you become the emperor, you'll have more beauties than you can ever want..."

Bang!

Before Roswaal could finish speaking, the little girl slammed her hand on the table, interrupting him angrily, "Count, watch your words!"

What kind of person is this?! Not only is he ugly, but he's also corrupting my beloved Anshu!

"Excuse me, Miss Miori!" He also realized that his words were somewhat inappropriate, and hurriedly bowed his head to apologize, then looked at Anshu again.

"No way! They're not as cute as the girls in my family!"

“An Shujun, you should know that the president of the Hexin Chamber of Commerce also received the badge. If she becomes the empress, then your chamber of commerce will have no chance in Lugnica!”

###Chapter 87 The Schemes of the Four Concubines###

"Tch, then give it to her. She can't outmaneuver me."

An Shu didn't care. She felt her clothes being bitten by the head maid, and the maid's breathing was getting heavier and heavier. She was being held tightly in her arms. She had to end the conversation quickly!

"..." Roswaal fell silent, unsure of what to say.

An Shu ignored him and continued, "Roswaal, to tell you the truth, for the past five years you've been using the excuse of learning magic to curry favor with me, just so you can get me to help you fight dragons, right?"

To be frank, I didn't really take that bug seriously, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Otherwise, I would have wiped out the Witch Cult long ago, and I wouldn't have needed to use the Chamber of Commerce's power to suppress it.

"why?"

"It's a kind of negative blessing, you wouldn't understand if I explained it too much."

"Really..." He was somewhat disappointed. Was this path not going to work? He felt a little unwilling to give up.

Didn't your little notebook give you any instructions?

"The little notebook?" He shook his head. He must have been referring to the Gospels. "No, there were no instructions."

"Really? Then wait two more days, it should be ready soon!"

"Soon?"

"You'll find out in a couple of days! For now, you just need to wait at home!"

Roswaal's face rarely showed bitterness. "I hope so!"

"rest assured!"

"Alright, then we'll leave now, An Shujun. Fadelonica, it's time for us to go!"

"Yes, Lord Roswaal!" the blonde maid replied, standing up gently to prevent the warmth from escaping from under the table.