The Abandoned Prince Heals an Enemy Soldier on the Frontlines, Only to Discover She’s the Seventh Imperial Princess - Chapter 75: The Abandoned Prince Gets Down to Business and Learns Some History

Chapter 75: The Abandoned Prince Gets Down to Business and Learns Some History

I had won the duel—

And with it, the right to monopolize Mitama for seven whole days and nights.

So, naturally, I headed straight to her chambers…

…Only for things to not get sexy at all.

Instead—

“That healing power of yours… was it granted by the gods?”

Huh?

No seductive mood? No sultry tone?

She was just grilling me about Perfect Regeneration.

…Am I even allowed to answer this?

“Uh, yeah. ‘Perfect Regeneration’ is a cheat ability I got from the Goddess.”

“…I knew it. So you truly are a messenger of the gods. I have wronged you.”

“Whoa, no, no—nothing that grand.”

“No!!”

Her voice boomed across the chamber.

“In truth, I should have offered my body to you first.”

“…Wait. Huh? What?”

“Seven days and nights? Forget that—stay until you tire of me. And if that is not enough, you may take Kinko, Ginko… even my people, as you please.”

Uhh—WHA!?

What kind of plot twist is this!?

Mitama’s words came so far out of left field that my brain completely short-circuited.

“Umm… could you explain what you mean by that?”

“We beastkin were originally created by a messenger of the gods.”

“Wait—messenger of the gods? You mean a reincarnator? Hold on… are you telling me beastkin are basically artificial humans?!”

“I do not know what a ‘reincarnator’ or an ‘artificial human’ is, but… you seem to have some idea?”

…Whoa. That’s one hell of a plot twist.

“To us, a messenger of the gods is someone we were meant to revere. Well… at least, that’s how it used to be. These days, most beastkin have forgotten.”

“They just… forgot?”

“Indeed. Even if they themselves were born from a messenger of the gods, the truth—that they were the creations of humans—was too bitter for many to accept.”

Huh… yeah, I guess finding out you were made by someone else could mess with your sense of identity.

“But then—how come you know all this, Mitama?”

“Ah, that is no mystery. My clan—the Youko fox tribe—is the most loyal and devout toward the messengers of the gods out of all beastkin.”

“Loyal? Devout?”

“Mm. To me, they are more godlike than the god who created this world. Does that make sense?”

“E-Eh… wow, seriously?”

…Wait.

Does that mean one of my senior reincarnators actually made the Youko tribe specifically to be loyal to them?

What kind of cheat skill is that!?

It’s one thing to create an entire race—

But programming their personality traits, too? That’s next-level OP.

“The Youko fox tribe has, for generations, passed down our loyalty, our faith, and the scrolls that record it all.”

“That scroll sounds super interesting!!”

“Kufufu… you may read them as much as you like—later. For now, let us set that aside.”

“?”

And then—completely out of nowhere—Mitama’s expression turned deadly serious…

And she dropped an absolute bomb.

“My lower half is already tingling. To have someone before me who is the same as our Creator… my very womb is aching.”

“Eh!? W-Wait a sec! Sure, maybe I am one of those so-called messengers of the gods, but I’ve got nothing to do with the one who made the beastkin! I was just randomly chosen by the Goddess!”

“Kufufu…”

She gave me a sultry, foxlike smile.

“Coincidence is simply another name for destiny. My womb has already accepted you as its master—so give in, and accept it yourself♡”

“Wha—?! But I still have things I wanna ask—”

“We can talk later ♡ I can’t hold back anymore ♡”

“Wa—hold on—!?”

And just like that, Mitama pushed me down.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, a single thought floated by—

Maybe my senior really was obsessed with kemomimi girls.

Especially foxgirls.

I mean, how else do you explain the Youko tribe being the only beastkin known for such fierce loyalty and devotion?

And then there’s Kinko and Ginko—who both radiate enough sex appeal to melt steel.

Yeah. No doubt about it.

My senior absolutely made beastkin just so they could do lewd things.

…Truly, a person worthy of my deepest respect.

“Haa ♡ Haa ♡ Master ♡ Please… let me pledge my loyalty to you ♡ Do whatever you like with me ♡”

Yeah… like I was ever gonna say no to that.

So I went all in—

Held Mitama for seven days and seven nights, just like she asked.

And when Kinko and Ginko came to drop off food…

Well, things got real steamy with them too.

…Truly a feast for all the senses.






After doing everything there was to do—

“Wow… Ashuhara’s history is amazing.”

“Kufufu. To hear my master say that fills me with joy. It makes all the years the Youko clan spent preserving these records worth it.”

During our break (yes, we actually took one), I ended up flipping through the historical scrolls Mitama had kept.

And man, they were packed with fascinating stuff—though seriously long.

From what I could tell, my senior lived thousands of years ago… and they were ridiculously impressive.

Apparently, they were from the same Japan I came from.

And get this—because they missed the cherry blossoms from back home, they just used their cheat ability to make one.

That giant sakura tree in the center of the island—the very symbol of Ashuhara?

Yeah. Totally their creation.

A tree that never withers, never breaks, never rots, never falls… and just keeps blooming forever.

“Judging by these records, their cheat must’ve been something like a creation-focused ability.”

They didn’t just make the beastkin and that immortal sakura—

They made the special paper used for the scrolls, and a ton of other stuff too.

It was all so damn interesting, I just couldn’t stop reading.

“Still… Ashuhara’s history is way too long…”

“Even so, Reyshel-dono… the number of records we’ve lost actually far exceeds what you see here.”

“So many more!?”

Kinko gave a tired smile as she brought over another stack of scrolls, while Ginko hummed cheerfully beside her.

Apparently, the original collection was massive—but thanks to centuries of civil wars, most of it got wiped out.

If this mountain of scrolls was just the leftovers, I didn’t even want to imagine how much there used to be.

…Note to self: next time Nayuta’s free, maybe I should ask her to use that “Wisdom” skill of hers to deep-dive into Ashuhara’s history.

“Hm? What’s this one…?”

From the pile, I pulled out a scroll that looked way older than the others.

And once I opened it up, I could tell right away—it wasn’t like the rest.

This wasn’t a dry historical record.

It felt more like… a legend. A story passed down through generations.

“That one’s not part of the regular archives. It’s more of a myth—actually the oldest scroll the Youko clan still possesses.”

“…The text’s all faded. I think I can… nope. Totally unreadable. Is the language just that ancient? What’s it say?”

“It’s called The White God of the Beginning and the Black Dragon of the End.”

“Ooh. Now that’s a title. And look—there’s even illustrations! This thing’s practically a light novel. Wait, you can actually read this, Kinko?”

“A shrine maiden must memorize every sacred record. This one was passed down to me from the previous maiden.”

“It is!!”

While absentmindedly fluffing Ginko’s ultra-fluffy fox ears and tail, I listened as Kinko gently began to recite the myth from memory.

“It’s a love story between the god who created the world… and the dragon destined to destroy it.”

“Ohhh, so basically a romance novel.”

I glanced at the illustration—

The woman drawn there gave off this oddly familiar vibe.

Wait a sec… could that be the same big-boob goddess I met when I reincarnated?

She’s literally the only “god” I’ve met so far, so…

The only problem is—

Back then, I was way too distracted by her chest to properly memorize her face.

And that was, what, twenty years ago in my memories?

So yeah. Oops.

“Hm? And this black dragon… why does it look familiar—oh.”

Right.

It kinda looked a lot like Salion in full-on dragon mode.

Those black scales were a little too spot-on…

“…Nah. Probably just a coincidence. Right? Right?”

“Master, is something troubling you?”

“N-No! All good here, Mitama!”

I quickly shook my head and buried my face back in the scroll.


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[Afterword]

A Random Tidbit

Author: “That senior reincarnator? Definitely a madman trying to do human transmutation. I bet his cheat skill was something like The Gate of Truth.”

R: “Uhh… yeah. Sure. Let’s go with that…”

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