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🕑 Added 2025-03-29 05:38:31 +0000 UTCEP.10 [Eugene's Male Charm Making Jeanne Struggle]2
"Ah fuck my waist..."
Stretching...!
Jeanne d'Arc de Sel Orléans let out a groan,
Arching her back in a cat-like pose while complaining about her waist pain.
Sleeping in her underwear along with her colorful cursing
Could be considered another occupational hazard that had stuck to Jeanne since starting her mercenary work.
Because mercenaries are generally foul-mouthed,
She too had mastered curses like "fuck," "damn," and "shit" to some degree.
While Jeanne had certainly been outspoken among the noble young ladies,
If one were to list the curses she used in the past,
They would amount to merely "idiot," "fool," and "stupid guy."
"That crazy bastard handled my waist so mercilessly... I only bullied him moderately when he was young. Ugh..."
Massage...! Massage...! Massage...!
Jeanne made an adorably scrunched face
And massaged her ant-like waist while maintaining the cat pose,
The muscle pain aftereffects of Eugene Schneider's bear hug from last night still lingering.
Just as she was enthusiastically badmouthing her younger brother,
—Whoosh! Swish! Whoosh!
Beyond the window where the warm noon sunlight was streaming in after breakfast time,
The sound of something heavy cutting through the air with a sharp edge could be clearly heard.
'Huh? What's that sound?'
With her ears perking up at the sound, Jeanne
Stopped massaging her aching waist
And approached the window to look outside.
—Swish!! Whoosh!!
'It's Eugene.'
The protagonist of the wind-cutting sound was none other than
Her younger brother Eugene Schneider, whom she had been eagerly badmouthing.
Having received blessings and encouragement from his adoptive mother Grand Duchess Marianne, as well as
A gift that could be called a symbol of her heart,
Eugene Schneider's motivation to live up to those expectations exploded,
So he couldn't just lie around like a good-for-nothing.
After quickly inhaling the breakfast prepared by the head maid, Eugene immediately began training.
'Hmm...'
Unlike when she was badmouthing him,
Jeanne gazed at Eugene's training with quite a serious expression.
'As expected of someone with such a rigid personality, he's focusing on the basics. That's right, just because you've started using mana doesn't mean you should neglect regular physical training.'
Although Jeanne's emotional state toward Eugene Schneider was not great due to her lingering waist pain,
Since her heart regarding mercenary life was certainly sincere,
She was already evaluating Eugene's training from the perspective of a mercenary leader.
Eugene Schneider was conducting greatsword downswing training
At the place where their duel had taken place last night.
He had attached a thin metal wire to the upper three-quarters of the greatsword to increase its weight, then took a proper stance and swung downward.
This could be defined as a training method that maximizes the use of the lower body and focuses on strengthening it.
'In the end, the basic foundation of the physical body needs to keep improving. That's how the ceiling for breakthrough gets higher too.'
Nod, nod, nod...
Looking at Eugene's stably fixed lower body stance,
Jeanne slowly nodded her head.
The body and mana must go together.
This is the core of the Orléans family's mana training method.
Of course, the awakening ability vision of other prestigious noble families also follows such a mechanism.
But interpreting this from a different angle,
It also means that it hasn't been widely popularized outside of noble circles.
That's why most commoner awakeners after awakening
Focus on training that relies on mana utilization and its special properties,
Or on building practical experience.
Usually, such approaches tend to yield more tangible and immediate effects, making them easy to get absorbed in.
However, as time passes, since the vessel to explode mana becomes insufficient,
It becomes a negative factor in the so-called breakthrough to the next awakening stage.
'My sister's and mother's bodies aren't amazing for nothing. They're like pouches of divine power.'
Charlotte de Sel Orléans stands at 176 CM,
While Marianne de Sel Orléans is 179 CM tall.
Additionally, both of them possess incredibly voluptuous bodies.
Anyone who sees those two would say, half-jokingly,
That with such bodies, it's no wonder they emit such an enormous amount of divine power.
And that's somewhat true.
That's why Jeanne too had been diligently training her physique,
Enough to surprise Eugene Schneider when he saw her backside last night.
'Despite having such a monstrous body... treating my waist like a bundle of straw without mercy... crazy bastard... brute...!!!'
As Jeanne became fully immersed in watching Eugene Schneider train,
An inevitable side effect began to creep up.
Eugene is currently swinging his greatsword with his upper body bare.
As a result, his muscles are fully pumped,
And his beast-like body, glistening with sweat, is exposed in all its rawness.
Looking at that mass of muscle,
In Jeanne's small, reddish head,
The memory of Eugene's fierce gaze as he executed the bear hug last night,
And the pressure of his powerful arms squeezing her waist, came back like wildfire.
'Fuck, that small and delicate Eugene Schneider is gone. He used to be taciturn but obedient to me. Now he's become an insolent barbarian who grabs and squeezes his sister's waist.'
Massage...! Massage...! Massage...!
Feeling the waist muscle pain again,
Jeanne made a miserable face and massaged her waist with her right hand.
Jeanne's childhood was ordinary.
Her sister Charlotte was already concerned about the empire's peace and the welfare of its people,
While her younger sister Elizabeth lived immersed in ancient documents and magic books.
In contrast, Jeanne enjoyed playing house
And, like a child, wished to belong somewhere and receive attention.
She wanted to act cute and spoiled with her sister and parents,
And as an older sister, she wanted to take care of her younger sibling for life.
But unfortunately, her sister and parents were too dignified, so despite her desires, she didn't dare actually act spoiled.
Moreover, her younger sister was annoyingly genius-like and precocious, so she wasn't in a position to be taken care of.
However, Eugene Schneider before his awakening
Was a being who completely fulfilled Jeanne's ordinary wishes.
Now that her attachment doll had disappeared, Jeanne d'Arc de Sel Orléans felt disappointed and displeased.
But still
'Well, isn't it better that he's changed into such a manly figure rather than an ambiguous one?'
At the age of 22,
Jeanne is of marriageable age by Pedon continent standards.
For such a Jeanne, if she were to consider it separately from the disappearance of her attachment doll,
Eugene Schneider with his strong masculine scent and manly appearance
Is honestly not a sight she could say she dislikes.
That was another aspect of Jeanne's heart that was subtly drawn to him.
'Ah shit...!'
The next day afternoon,
Jeanne d'Arc de Sel Orléans, a virgin of marriageable age, found herself in a very awkward situation.
[I'm sorry, my beloved sister Jeanne... The epidemic is spreading more than expected, so I have to go on a dispatch. As you know, the bazaar to be held tomorrow is really important for mother's work. So I know you're uncomfortable attending, but I earnestly ask just this once. The dress has already been ordered from the master craftsman, so it will arrive tonight. Sorry, little sister... When I return, I'll grant all your wishes...]
She was faced with the situation of having to fill in for Charlotte de Sel Orléans, the eldest daughter of the Orléans family.
Since deciding to walk the path of a mercenary,
What Jeanne dreaded most was noble social gatherings.
Especially since turning 20, she avoided them even more because marriage-related conversations were inevitable.
Taking this into account, Charlotte, who had become a priestess,
Would attend on behalf of her mother, Grand Duchess Marianne, when she was unavailable.
From a certain period, priestesses could also marry,
But publicly discussing marriage proposals or flirting with a priestess was a taboo-level unwritten rule.
However, Bishop Nun Charlotte, who had returned to the Holy See urgently two days ago due to an emergency,
Ended up being dispatched just before the important bazaar.
'Sigh... my current appearance...'
Honestly, since she had only burdened her sister until now, Jeanne felt quite guilty toward Charlotte.
So despite her reluctance, it wouldn't be difficult to participate with her eyes shut tight.
But Jeanne currently had a short haircut due to her year and a half of mercenary life,
And her skin was somewhat tanned.
Beyond being attractive or beautiful, she was far from the classic noble elegance.
Moreover, this bazaar was directly linked to the massive charity sponsorship of her mother, Grand Duchess Marianne.
In a noble world where image is everything, there was a possibility she might bring shame,
Making Jeanne d'Arc de Sel Orléans look more frantic than when she was stuck on a difficult mercenary quest.
'What do people usually do in this situation? Let me think, I can't not go, and there must be a way to reduce the risk.'
Fidgeting, fidgeting, fidgeting...
Jeanne, with her simple personality, isn't the type to scheme.
But people are ultimately influenced by their environment,
So Jeanne began to rack her brain while pacing around her large room.
"Ah...!!"
At that moment, a ray of light shone like a lifeline in Jeanne's mind.
"You want me to go with you??"
It was none other than Eugene Schneider.
After diligently training with the greatsword today, following yesterday's practice,
Eugene had taken a deep nap and woken up.
As a result, he was still somewhat in a half-asleep state,
But when he heard Jeanne's request to attend tomorrow evening's bazaar together,
His eyes immediately opened wide in surprise.
"Except for when I was very young, that is, when I met you and Sister Charlotte, I've never attended a social gathering?"
For Eugene, it wasn't just a matter of reluctance but an unfamiliar setting.
Eugene had never attended a social gathering since joining the Orléans family.
It was a measure taken by the Grand Duchess to consider him, who was still suffering from trauma.
So from that point on, the Orléans family chose to have only representatives attend social gatherings rather than the entire family.
"There's nothing complicated. I'll take care of all the formal elements. You just need to be by my side with that big body of yours."
Being the type who can't hide her true feelings, Jeanne explained with a pleading face.
The answer was to push forward using the keyword of "numbers" if going alone wasn't an option.
Especially if Eugene Schneider, who had become a manly figure, stood by her side as a screen, she thought the effect would be greater.
Additionally, she could easily brush off other noble men who might act too familiar.
"Hmm..."
Eugene closed his eyes and seriously contemplated Jeanne's desperate plea for help.
"Okay, I got it. After all, it's about helping the Grand Duchess, who is my mother. If just being there is helpful, then I'll do it. But what about formal attire? I only have what fits my pre-growth body."
Wasn't it Grand Duchess Marianne who had sent him a gift box with her handmade embroidery as a welcome-back present?
For her sake too, Eugene Schneider decided to accept Jeanne's request.
"Don't worry. Men's formal attire can be made quickly."
With Eugene Schneider's acceptance being more straightforward than expected,
Jeanne showed great confidence as if saying to leave the rest to her.
"Come out when you're dressed."
"Ah, I'll come right out."
The next day,
Eugene Schneider's hastily ordered formal attire was delivered around noon on the day of the bazaar.
After putting it on, Eugene walked out of the changing room at the request of Jeanne, who was already wearing her dress.
'Huh...??'
Jeanne, who had a slightly anxious face because the bazaar was imminent,
Looked at Eugene Schneider in his tuxedo with mysterious feelings as her eyes widened.
