A Flat-Chest Believer Reincarnated in a World Where Women with Small Breasts Aren't Treated as Women ~ I Ended Up with a Flat-Chested Harem. - Chapter 40

After taking Rita as my lover, life carried on peacefully. I continued to make “Holy Water,” handle paperwork, train in magic combat, and occasionally, enjoy some affectionate moments with Rita at night.

There was one notable change: Mariel, who was already married, became pregnant. Her husband had joined her in Gustique as part of Risty’s medical support team. It seemed Mariel had been aiming to become the nursemaid for Risty’s child and had managed to find some time amidst her busy schedule to make it happen.

And so, summer arrived—the season to head to the royal capital.

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The carriage rattled as it moved along. It was early summer. The trees were a deep green, and the sunlight was strong.

Inside the carriage, it was just Risty and me, with Rita acting as our coachwoman.

Mariel had stayed behind at the Gustique estate in Remilba. She was dealing with severe morning sickness. Though Risty’s symptoms had been relatively mild, the degree of discomfort varies greatly from person to person.

“We’ll be at the royal capital soon.”

“Yeah. It’s not like it’s been that long, but since this is my first time being away from the capital for so long, it feels a bit nostalgic.”

We were heading to the royal capital for social events and various other matters. With my parents, sisters, and a large amount of luggage in tow, our procession consisted of twelve carriages—quite the large group.

“Risty, are you feeling alright?”

“Yes, the morning sickness has passed, so I’m fine. Don’t worry, if I feel unwell, I’ll tell you.”

Risty smiled as she reassured me.

She was wearing a light blue, loose-fitting dress. Our baby, growing inside her, seemed to be doing well—or so I hoped. I couldn’t see it, of course, so I was a bit worried, but there were no troubling signs.

“Lord Folca, Lady Risty. The castle gates are coming into view,”

Rita called out to us. We had almost arrived.

The cavalrymen ahead of us had already announced our arrival, so the Gustique procession passed through the castle gates without stopping.

Even though all we had to do was sit in the carriage, traveling like this was still quite tiring. Today, we’d head to the Gustique estate in the royal capital, and tomorrow, we’d visit the palace. Just a bit longer, and I could relax.

“Lord Folca, Lady Risty, there’s a horse approaching. From its appearance, it seems to be Marsphy.”

Rita’s voice sounded somewhat troubled. I opened the window and stuck my head out to see a magnificent white horse galloping full speed toward us.

“Sisterrrr!”

A beautiful voice rang out—loud and clear, almost like an opera climax.

“Oh no, not again…”

Risty pressed her temples. Riding the white horse was none other than her younger sister, Felicie. She was dressed in navy trousers and a white blouse.

Princess Felicie galloped up to our carriage, prompting me to open the window further.

And to my surprise, she gracefully slid inside the carriage through the window. Her athleticism was impressive.

“Felicie! You can’t just barge in like that!”

“Ooooh, Sister!”

Ignoring Risty’s scolding, Felicie spread her arms wide in preparation to hug her. But, with Risty being pregnant, I hoped she’d be careful. A bear hug would not be good.

“Your Highness, please be gentle,”

“I know, I know.”

Princess Felicie gently wrapped her arms around her sister’s shoulders. Then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, she buried her face in Risty’s hair and began taking deep breaths.

“Felicie! Stop sniffing me!”

“I’m just taking in my ‘Sister doses’! Mmm, you smell so nice.”

I turned to check on the horse while Felicie continued her odd behavior. Her horse, Marsphy, was calmly walking alongside the carriage. What a clever horse.

“Princess Felicie, it’s been a while.”

“It has. Brother-in-law Folca, congratulations to both of you on the pregnancy.”

“Thank you.”

“How are you feeling, Sister?”

“The doctor says things are going well.”

Even as the conversation continued, Princess Felicie didn’t stop sniffing Risty’s hair.

“Felicie! Don’t talk to people while you’ve got your face in their hair!”

At Risty’s words, Princess Felicie finally pulled her face back a little. However, she kept holding a lock of Risty’s hair close to her nose, continuing to sniff it.

“Are you heading to the Gustique estate after this?”

“Yes, we’re going there today. Tomorrow, we’ll visit the palace, so you should head back for now.”

“Oh no! You should come to the castle after you drop off your things at the estate. If not, I’ll just follow you to the Gustique estate.”

“I’ll call Deborah to come pick you up. And seriously, stop sniffing me!”

Risty grabbed Princess Felicie by the shoulders and forcibly peeled her off.

“Hmph, I haven’t sniffed enough yet.”

Princess Felicie pouted, puffing out her cheeks. Truly, they were an amusing pair of sisters.

“Felicie, how are things in the royal capital? Anything new or interesting?”

“Hmm, well, a few noblewomen looking like dead fish after hearing about Brother-in-law Folca’s sudden marriage. Oh, and the successful suppression of Green Fever in Count Rendolf’s territory is a big topic. People are praising Gustique for it.”

“So overall, things are peaceful.”

It seemed there weren’t any updates beyond what Princess Isabelle had already shared.

“Yes. Oh, and one small thing—a restaurant selling something called a ‘teriyaki burger’ has become incredibly popular. Apparently, ever since people heard that Brother-in-law Folca took Sister there, everyone’s been trying it, and now it’s become a huge hit. You have to line up early in the morning if you want to eat one.”

Oh, the teriyaki sauce is making a breakthrough! That makes me a bit happy.

“Are you planning to sell the teriyaki sauce in larger quantities?”

“We haven’t started mass production yet. We’re already busy with iron and cotton production, and we don’t have enough people to expand further.”

As we chatted, the carriage finally arrived at the Gustique estate in the royal capital.

“Well, Felicie, you should head back to the palace now. We’ll see you again tomorrow.”

“Ugh, fine. I guess I’ll go. But tomorrow, I’m going to sniff you a lot more!”

With that, Princess Felicie mounted Marsphy and rode off.

She’s certainly quite the character.