It Seems Like the Balcony of My Room Is Connected to a Princess’s Bedroom in Another World ~The Lewd and Yandere Princess Won’t Let Me Go~

Chapter 8: It Seems the Man I Chose Is Amazing

“This is not the time to have my breasts fondled!”

I couldn’t stay still, so I returned to my bedroom through the window.

I must quickly tell Father about the Koseki system.

Since Shun is not here now, I don’t need to call my breasts a chest, do I?

I don’t have to act like a princess when no one is around, right?

I never imagined Shun was thinking of such incredible things… As expected, he is the man I chose! ♡

“Koseki-seido?”

“Yes, Father, the Koseki system.”

I summarized what I heard from Shun in my bedroom and asked the guards to arrange a meeting with Father first thing in the morning.

Father is soft on me, so no matter how busy he is, he makes time when I say I want to meet.

However, he banned men from approaching me, so I feel frustrated…

I want to attend lots of parties like Seiran from the ducal family…

But now, I have Shun!

“Koseki-sei〇?”

“No, the Koseki system.”

Father, despite being the king, uses vulgar words…

Who does he take after?

“Can it really rebuild this country’s finances?”

“Yes, it will improve not only finances but also public safety.”

“Such a ridiculous story is hard to believe…”

“Does Father not trust what I say…?”

“N-no, that’s not it! Everything Anela says is right!!”

Yes, he fell for it.

Father is weak to my tears, so I have gotten my way many times with this.

But no matter how much I pretend to cry and say I want to meet men, he sighs, “I don’t want to think my daughter has become a slut…” and that’s the end of it.

But it’s fine, because now I have Shun!

“But if false information is reported…”

“No, that’s not a problem. When introducing the Koseki system in this country, even if someone reports false information during registration, it becomes the truth. Since there’s nothing to judge whether their words are true, we just treat the registered information as correct.”

That’s what Shun said, so it must be right!

When Shun told me, it felt like an arrow pierced my chest.

“Indeed… but the people are all busy… I doubt they’ll come to register while neglecting their work.”

“We should offer incentives.”

“Oh?”

“If those registered in the Koseki get a twenty percent tax reduction, people will come to declare, won’t they?”

“But wouldn’t that reduce tax revenue?”

“No, since this country never had a Koseki system, we don’t truly know the people’s income. After luring them with a twenty percent tax reduction to register, we investigate and record their income properly. Then, it becomes harder to falsify or underreport income, so tax revenue will actually increase.”

“A-Anela, did you really come up with all this…?”

“Yes, I even came up with the name Koseki system.”

I can’t talk about Shun yet.

If I told Father my bedroom balcony connects to a man from another world, he’d probably change my room.

I can’t bear not seeing Shun!

When I thought Shun’s way of fondling my breasts was so lewd and felt good, to think he’s also so wise—truly the man I chose.

“Then let’s put this Koseki system into action at once.”

“It’s not ‘this thing,’ it’s the Koseki system.”

“Ah, yes… sorry.”

“It’s fine if you understand.”

Really, Father is getting old, unable to remember what people say properly.

But since he apologized, I forgive him.

I hope this solves the chronic financial difficulties plaguing this country…

“Twenty percent tax reduction!! Twenty percent tax reduction!! Twenty percent tax reduction!!”

“What’s going on…?”

While sleeping in my bedroom, a loud noise woke me, so I rushed to the balcony.

The town below the castle was filled with people shouting, “Twenty percent tax reduction!! Twenty percent tax reduction!! Twenty percent tax reduction!!”

I planned to hold off meeting Shun and observe until people registered for the Koseki system after proposing it to Father, but on the third day, this scene…

The marching crowd chanting “Twenty percent tax reduction!! Twenty percent tax reduction!! Twenty percent tax reduction!!” feels a bit mad and terrifying…

This is Shun’s power…

Shun has the power to drive people to madness!

At this rate, the Koseki system will take off in no time.

I no longer need to stay up all night debating the Koseki system with Father.

Since we discuss the Koseki system, Father can’t refuse, but sometimes he asks, “Do you love me?” and I struggle to answer.

Now I can finally go see Shun at night again!

The man I chose is truly amazing.

This country is now changing with the cry of “Twenty percent tax reduction!! Twenty percent tax reduction!! Twenty percent tax reduction!!”

All thanks to Shun’s wisdom.

I won’t let him go!

With his gentle features that hit my taste perfectly, his kind personality despite everything, Shun can only be my fated man.

Above all, being with him is so much fun.

Shun, I will never let go of a wonderful man like you! ♡

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Chapter 9: It Seems There Are Agents

“I’m back!”

A girl with silver hair stepped lightly into my room through the window, saying this with a voice full of energy.

So, I said to her:

“This is trespassing, so can you leave?”

“I’ve been here before, so it’s not trespassing, is it?”

“Japan’s laws aren’t that lenient!!”

“Ouch! ♡”

As usual, Anela spouted selfish logic, challenging Japan’s laws, so I placed the math textbook I was studying on her head.

This was definitely not hitting her. No “pan” sound effect came to mind, and no lump big enough to see formed on her head, so it’s probably safe.

What’s not safe is my brain, which somehow heard a heart mark clinging to Anela’s scream.

I’m definitely being eroded by this secretly perverted, disappointing beauty.

“What’s written here?”

“Hm? This?”

Anela, despite being a princess from another world, had her eyes stolen by the weapon that hurt her head. Instead of a goblin, she seemed captured by a thirst for knowledge unimaginable from her disappointing nature.

“Sine, cosine, tangent.”

Having encountered the unknown not once but twice in this “worlds-boy-meets-another-worlds-girl” scenario, I think my courage to boldly show off my knowledge deserves praise.

My math grades are far from good, but I don’t mess up pronunciation.

Normally, one’s legs would freeze, and they’d spread an ammonia smell, but I had the composure to mentally change “world” to the possessive form, which deserves praise too.

My English grades aren’t great either…

“Agent?”

“Yes, out!!”

“W-what’s wrong!?”

“I didn’t want to know that high school boys secretly infiltrate other countries for information or eliminate mysterious invaders!!”

When I read the trigonometric functions on the textbook cover out loud because it was a hassle, I learned something I didn’t want to know.

Why did Anela mishear tangent as agent? The answer is simple.

Her world obviously has the concept of agents.

It’s definitely not because I mispronounced it. My pronunciation is supposed to be perfect.

Anela’s world looked like a medieval town on Earth, but humans have long equipped nations with various functions to maintain them.

Agents in the Middle Ages? Are there such things? I might have thought the same before hearing Anela’s words, but on reflection, while science has advanced, things related to nations haven’t changed much.

Every Japanese person has heard the term “public security agent” at least once, but if asked where to meet one, I’d be stumped.

Anela affirmed the existence of such a plausible thing!

“I didn’t say that much, you know?”

“For now, give me back my peace.”

Agents exist even in Anela’s medieval-like world. Doesn’t that mean there are agents in this highly advanced modern world too…?

Anela thrust the cruel truth at me that a battle might be unfolding somewhere I don’t know…

“Well, that’s fine, but…”

Before I noticed, Anela placed her bountiful fruits on the hand I extended.

Sure, they say breasts are a symbol of peace, but this is almost like…

“I don’t get it, but that long story was a fake to make me offer my chest, wasn’t it!”

“No!! Not every human is acting just to fondle your breasts!!”

“Eek! ♡”

Anela still doesn’t know that not all humans revolve around her breasts.

To think she misunderstands me as a breast-massaging machine—how disappointing.

There’s no way a high school boy studying until midnight Japan time is a breast-massaging machine.

While other boys are studying something else, I’m struggling with my weak subject, math.

By the way, I really didn’t want to know about agents’ existence.

Like ghosts, when someone mentions them, you start thinking they might actually exist, right?

For a peace-accustomed Japanese like me, ghosts and agents are equally scary.

“By the way…”

“I have a splendid middle name, H—”

“Stop!! I didn’t want to know about such an uncute exchange!!”

In manga, you often see, “You’re such a 〇〇〇〇※left to your imagination, aren’t you?” “I’m not! I have a name, Ayaka※unrelated to real people!”—cute exchanges like that. Why do things with Anela sound like dirty jokes…?

And why the middle name?

H? Does she want to be called H?

Does Anela want a codename too?

“Ahem.”

I cleared my throat and resumed my question.

The atmosphere so far was hardly suitable for a proper conversation.

“So, why did you suddenly disappear the other day?”

“That’s… a secret.”

Anela started to say something while averting her gaze, then suddenly looked at me.

Her blue eyes sparkled mischievously, and the lavender scent made me feel the return of the silver-haired princess from another world.

She must have remembered something and left that day. It must be something serious.

The proof is that she came back to my room like nothing happened.