Chapter 53: A Wedding To Remember (3) – 52

A/N: Just realized I didn't post the second chap yesterday, so I'll just post two right now, so that I don't forget again.

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Yet, when I looked around the venue, I saw that the Second Princess was currently sitting on the other side of the inner room, daintily sipping the tea that her butler served to her.

She was actually the only other person allowed to bring their servants with them, with the second exception being me with Char and Gwen.

Anyways, so, if it wasn't that crouching rapist with hidden masochist tendencies, then, who was it that was currently licking my neck?

Waiting until the second that her slimy tongue removed itself from my skin, under her hot breath, my shoulder swung around as I faced her.

'I-I-Impossible...'

The person that slinked seductively in front of me had purple hair and looked almost like me when I was in my girl form.

I mean, the purple hair was already a big giveaway, but that uncanny resemblance...

It was obvious who she was.

'My sister... so, does that mean that I have both another brother and another sister?'

"Your beauty is mine!"

Proclaiming this crazily, she jumped into my lap, grabbed the back of my head with her left hand, and pulled my head into hers.

Biting my lower lip, she pulled her head back to forcibly open my mouth, relishing in the pained expression that I made, before taking the initiative to release her grip on my lower lip and forcing her tongue into my mouth.

Now, with that, there were only a few places in my body that she hadn't violated yet.

Sloppily swishing her tongue around, she powerfully tore through each and every one of my defenses, as we engaged in a one sided deep kiss that, with the introduction of some teeth from her part, introduced blood into the mix.

We stayed like that for a while, my blood dripping down both of our chins, as I finally launched my counterattack, not wanting to lose in a kissing battle.

After all, the person currently raping my mouth was obviously younger than me, and with the fact that I did have a lot of experience in my past life in this aspect of human sin once I had been "retired", my pride wouldn't let this stand.

So, after a little bit, I started forcing my tongue into her mouth, as our slimy tentacles encircled and battled with each other, vying for supremacy.

Continuing this heated exchange for a few more minutes, finally, somebody forcibly pulled the perverted purple headed girl away from me.

"I'm sorry!" Shouted that person.

Hearing this, my eyes, that had been closed during the entirety of the embrace, shot open, as this was definitely something that I hadn't been expecting.

After all, again, I was a fallen noble. None here even needed to look at me, much less, apologize to me.

Anyways, I looked to see a young teenage boy standing in front of me, also with purple hair, bowing at a perfect 90 degree angle, as he held the purple pervert back behind him.

"I'm sorry for my sister's behavior! Please excuse us!"

Obviously embarrassed by the actions of his sister, easily conjectured from the way his ears were burning, bright red, the boy looked up from the bow with eyes that said, 'Please kill me!' out of embarrassment, of course.

Seeing this, I just sighed, as it was obvious that he was basically his sister's caretaker before motioning for the butler that had somehow appeared behind them to inform this "Young Master" about my identity.

"Third Young Master, you must take back your apology immediately! You're a disgrace for not noticing that this "man" is a fallen noble!"

Hearing the berating of his butler, the teenage boy's eyes widened, but, interestingly, he didn't take the apology back, as he only looked at me with that still embarrassed expression on his face.

As for me, I was wondering why I was still considered in the number of Young Masters, as this kid had been called "Third Young Master" instead of "Second Young Master", unless my "dad" had yet another child...

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Anyways, the above reaction left me wondering, 'Did "dad" not teach his other children about the power structure of nobility?'

Or, was it this new wife's fault for the state of the younger two-thirds of the Endendyk House?

I mean, with the appearance of these two, and with the fact of the wedding, I could already guess what the current situation of the Endendyk family was.

Probably, a little while before I had been kicked out of the house, "dad" had probably vented his struggles elsewhere, other than my mom.

After a while, this "affair" had become known, and now, my dad had to marry this woman.

And, judging by the age of the kids, this marriage was just a little bit late in my opinion.

I mean, the two in front of me were only, visibly, a year or two younger than me.

But now, all of this begged one question.

'What happened to "mom"?'

After all, these kids, and this new wife, had presumably been raised in the Endendyk Estate to hide them for as long as possible, so it was impossible for my "mom" to not know about this.

And, if I remembered correctly, she hid it well, but she always hated it when my dad, released his stress in another woman.

So, how was she somehow fine with this?

Making another note in the back of my mind, as another pawn that I could potentially use had appeared, I turned my attention back to the current situation, as I hadn't replied after 5 seconds by now, and that was considered rude in noble society.

"Sorry for the wait, I was too deep in thought for a second there."

"IMPUDENT!"

The butler, standing beside the Third Young Master of the Endendyk House, erupted in anger, as he saw how nonchalant I was, and how I was not apologizing for both making them wait and for not stopping the other's apology.

So, rearing his fist back, he exploded towards me.

It really was an unfortunate incident, as, of this moment, I was now completely in the right here.

There was no place in House Endendyk for a butler who couldn't even hold his anger back at the wedding of his Master.

So, Char promptly disposed of him, his body disappearing into nothingness.

"R-Raynard?"

Presumably calling out the name of the now dead butler, the Third Young Master burst into tears.

'Hmm... So he's a fucking weakling.' (A/N: In this case, MC doesn't mean somebody that's weak physically, but weak mentally, cause this guy obviously relies a lot on others and is a righteous bastard.)

But then, anger seeped into his aura, as he shouted with a large voice,

"GUARDS! SEIZE THIS WOMAN!"

"..."

But, nothing happened, as only a heavy silence descended on the venue of the banquet.

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