The Royal Fiancé -White Prince - Chapter 5

 

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Chapter 5
Maturation sur lie/Dux

No matter how bad the relationship between the two royal brothers was, both Shou and Shiori could not possibly avoid each other forever.

 

The both of them had met when they had to receive the details of the upcoming dinner banquet from a servant.

 

The wedding ceremony, the wedding banquet — even though such large scale events had just been held, this country continued to host extravagant and grand functions one after another.

 

I humbly request Shou-sama and Shiori-sama to attend this soiree. Please note that the guests are required to invite their partners.

 

It seemed that everyone was obligated to have a partner with them at this event.

 

That would mean that this event would have nothing to do with Shiori. Despite that, why was he still required to be present at the banquets briefing?

 

Shiori disliked such senselessly grandiose occasions – it was only due to his sense of duty as a member of the royal family that he attends such lavish events.

 

Especially during this time, Shioris presence at the dinner banquet was not something essential nor was it important.

 

Everyones focus would be on Shou, and naturally, his new wife. Kairi.

 

To be someone who was present to merely be a sideshow to the inseparable sappy couple was very painful for Shiori.

 

The details of the banquet are as such. After the servant had finished speaking, Shiori turned around, wanting to leave immediately.

 

As business matters had already been taken care of, Shiori did not have any further reason to be in the same room as Shou. Shiori could not wait to return to his workroom, but Shou quickly stopped him.

 

Brother.

 

What is the matter? Shiori looked back at Shou frustratedly.

 

It appears that you have been meeting Kurosaki-san rather frequently these days. Slightly narrowing his eyes, Shioris face remained expressionless.

 

Kurosaki-san is a very important customer and figure to our country. Thus, I hope that you will not carry out any disrespectful actions towards him, instructed Shou sternly. Shiori remained silent.

 

Nor did Shiori nod.

 

Just as he wanted to leave the room again, Shou continued, For this dinner banquet, I intend to invite Kurosaki-san.

 

Is that so? Suit yourself.

 

Besides, he did not even intend to show up at the banquet. Shiori was planning to use the perfect excuse of not having a partner in order to be absent from the event.

 

However, it seemed that Shou had seen through what he was thinking.

 

Regarding the previous dinner banquet which I had invited Kurosaki-san to attend, Kairi was very regretful about your rejection to his kind invitation. Having rejected the Royal Princess, are you now planning to reject even my invitation to the event?

 

Shioris footsteps came to a complete halt upon the mention of his previous rejection of Kairis invitation. Shou had addressed Kairi formally as the Royal Princess.

 

He had already rejected someone of such a high position once, and thus, Shiori was definitely not in any position to reject the request of another royalty, especially one of such a high standing as Shous.

 

Satisfied with Shioris speechless reaction that implied he was unable to do anything, Shou continued once again, Ah yes, could you invite Kurosaki-san to attend this dinner banquet as your partner?

 

Pardon?

 

I want you to pa.s.s this invitation letter to Kurosaki-san personally.

 

Paying no heed to Shioris reaction, Shou casually said, Since the both of you meet so frequently, it would be better for you to be the one who hand the invitation letter to Kurosaki-san, no?

 

Although Shou did not care about Shioris feelings nor concerns one bit, he was, in contrast, extremely courteous and thoughtful towards Kurosaki.

 

Shou clearly attached more importance to Kurosaki than Shiori, his own brother.

 

This soiree will also be a rare opportunity to see Uncle Keisukes partner with your very own eyes, you know.

 

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Its rare of you to find me on your own initiative, quipped Kurosaki mockingly. Just moments ago, Shiori had requested for Kurosaki to visit him in his room.

 

Take this.

 

Picking up the envelope that was laid on the desk neatly, Shiori handed it over to Kurosaki, who was lounging on the plush sofa that was placed in the center of the room, and returned to the place where he stood originally.

 

After the envelope was handed over to him rather roughly, Kurosaki opened it unhesitantly to read its contents.

 

The letter contained an official invitation to the soiree, bearing Shous signature and seal.

 

There will be a banquet organised by Shou this weekend.

 

Shiori was never interested in attending any banquet that was organised under Shous name.

 

However, he was in no position to refuse Shou. He could only obey Shous commands unwillingly.

 

This is a formal letter of invitation addressed to me. How considerate of the crown prince to have you deliver it to me personally, commented Kurosaki. He seemed very pleased with Shous arrangement.

 

However, the invitation card states that one is expected to have a partner in attendance with them? Kurosaki read the contents of the invitation letter aloud.

 

That is correct.

Suppressing the feelings of disgust in his heart, Shiori said to Kurosaki, For this banquet, I would like to formally invite you to attend as my partner.

 

Oh?

 

Kurosaki raised an eyelid in curiosity.

 

Even if this man did not actively search for a partner, there would definitely still be women who would request to be his partner automatically, no?

 

You dont have any suitable partners?

 

This is Shous order.

 

Shiori was taken aback at Kurosaki actually thinking that he was lacking in partner options for such events. At the same time, Shiori was also surprised that Kurosaki thought that such an invitation was extended to him by Shiori himself.

 

Looking at Shioris unwilling expression, Kurosaki snorted coldly.

 

You are absolutely not allowed to bring shame upon my country. I will not forgive you lightly should you behave poorly as you did during the Crown Princes wedding banquet. Shiori issued a stern warning to Kurosaki.

 

He could not allow the countrys prestige to be sullied by any vulgar actions of this lowly man.

 

It was clear that this man has not forgiven Shiori for humiliating him in front of a large number of guests during that wedding banquet. Thus, it was very likely that he would use the most effective way to hurt Shiori.

 

If this man were to behave poorly at such an important banquet, hence implicating the respect towards and authority of the royalty

 

n.o.body could guarantee that this man would not cause trouble during the soiree.

 

Disheveled clothes, a haughty expression and uncouth actions Flirting with women openly, and even licentiously subduing Shiori.

 

Who knows. I will just do whatever I want, and however I want, grinned Kurosaki, as if not taking Shioris anxiety into consideration.

 

Why was it absolutely necessary for himself to attend the soiree together with such a man?

Shiori could not help but detest Shous illogical order.

 

This mans attendance at the soiree could possibly ruin the atmosphere.

If that were to happen, the person who would be put in a tight spot would be Shou, and not Shiori.

 

Holding the invitation card loosely with one hand, Kurosaki wore a devil-may-care expression.

 

Seeing Kurosaki looking at him with eyes of amus.e.m.e.nt and having such a lackadaisical att.i.tude, Shiori could not help feeling angry.

 

Shiori glared at Kurosaki sharply, his heart thumping wildly in frustration and uncertainty.

 

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The soiree exuded a luxurious ambience.

 

Today is a day where both Shiori and his uncle – Keisuke, would have a partner in attendance with them, which is a very rare occurrence. In fact, it would be the very first time that Keisuke would bring his partner to an official function.

 

When Shou had informed Shiori that this would happen, Shiori could not hide his surprise.

 

The infamous playboy and hard-to-please Keisuke is someone who never had a stable partner. Needless to say, his handsome appearance was not something that most ladies would willingly miss out on. To make matters worse, Keisuke, who finds delight and joy in boisterous events, never minded being in the company of several women at a single time. However, for him to actually bring a partner to such a formal event was a separate matter entirely.

 

As he is the second son of the previous King, he was never forced to marry and was allowed to pursue love freely as he liked.

 

The ballroom was already filled with guests, making Shiori unable to spot Keisuke.

 

During this time, Shiori made his way to a spot that was close to the entrance, anxiously awaiting Kurosakis arrival.

 

Shiori had instructed his subordinates to bring Kurosaki to him immediately the moment they spot him. Should Kurosakis get-up be deemed as inappropriate, Shiori was prepared to deny him entry into the ballroom.

 

Even if he was merely a p.a.w.n, Shiori wanted to protect this place.

 

Kurosaki would definitely want to take his revenge against Shiori and humiliate him thoroughly.

 

Unlike Shou, Shiori was not trusting of Kurosaki at all.

The image of Kurosakis wild appearance surfaced on Shioris mind.

 

A loose outer jacket, an opened collar, and messy hair From the unfastened shirt, one could see his broad and well-muscled chest, and from the open cuffs, one could make out the shape of his well-built arms.

 

Nouveau riche.

 

A person of common birth.

 

A man with no proper manners whatsoever.

 

Just what underhanded means did this man employ that had allowed him to climb to such a high position? Could it be that he made use of a lady? Or did he use unscrupulous means to cheat others of their fortune?

 

In contrast, Shiori donned a formal wear of the finest quality. The elegance he exuded was enough to make everyone in attendance swoon.

 

Shiori naturally attracted loving gazes from the guests.

 

However, the person who was on the receiving end of such attention failed to notice any of this.

 

Shiori did not have the heart to pay attention to how the people around him felt about him.

 

He was only focused and filled with worry about that man, the man whom he had no choice but to invite.

 

(Has he not arrived? How dare he make me wait.)

 

Shiori narrowed his eyes slightly. His heart was beating rapidly due to the anxiety.

 

Suddenly, after a car came to a halt in front of the palaces entrance, there was a disturbance and murmuring amongst the guests at that area.

 

Shiori had a bad feeling about it.

 

The man that had commanded the attention of everyone strode a.s.suredly towards Shiori.

 

A tall, commanding stature and extremely well-mannered – at one glance, anyone could tell that he was no small fry.

 

He carried himself with a gracefulness and might that shook everyones hearts.

 

Flawless movements.

 

An att.i.tude that seemed to imply an air of importance hung around him.

 

In addition to those, he exuded an air of earnestness and gentleness as he smiled warmly at the people whom he pa.s.sed by as he made his way up towards the ballroom.

 

Simply by pa.s.sing by, the ladies would blush hotly at him.

 

(Just who is it…?)

 

Shiori gazed at this person from afar.

 

Was there anyone who could command such undivided attention in the invitation list?

Shiori could not remember seeing the name of anyone who could do so on the list.

 

Yet, that man gradually made his way towards Shiori.

 

Your Highness, it is such an honour to have been invited by you for tonights soiree, smiled that man. A beautiful smile appeared on that mans handsome face.

 

Shiori-sama, Your Highness. A deep and resonating voice rang through the silent ballroom.

 

Standing in front of Shiori was a flawless gentleman. Moreover, he was a gentleman who looked absolutely stunning

 

His suit and bow tie were of fine taste and quality. The manner in which he bowed was also appropriate.

 

Even amongst the royalty of Ecuratean, n.o.bodys actions seemed as perfect as this mans.

 

……Eh?

 

Shiori could only stare blankly, stumped.

 

He could not help but utter an exclamation of disbelief.

 

Shiori still did not know who was the man that was standing right in front of him.

No, even if he did know, his brain was unable to process it due to him being in shock.

 

That man wore a small smile and gazed down warmly at Shiori.

 

It was the very first time Shiori had seen such a gentle expression on this man.

 

So Kurosaki was actually able to make this sort of expression.

 

Astonished, Shiori was unable to look away from the man in front of him.

Shiori was still unable to believe his eyes.

 

The perfect gentleman that was standing right in front of him was actually Oki Kurosaki.

 

Although the appearance of that man told Shiori that this man was indeed Kurosaki, the feeling and expression that this man wore was extremely different from what Shiori was familiar with.

 

Having an air of gentleness and a cultured appearance, the impression that this man gave was so very different

 

Let us proceed to the ballroom.

 

Kurosaki smiled elegantly, gently reminding Shiori to enter the soirees location and not to remain rooted to where he was standing.

 

At a complete loss for words, Shiori could only follow Kurosakis flawless guiding.

 

The Kurosaki that had just appeared in front of him was a perfect gentleman that no one could have qualms about.

 

His hair was set extremely neatly and his outfit was not a thread loose. With a gentle smile and genteel actions, he exuded an air of royalty.

 

(This person is actually Kurosaki?)

 

Of which country is this royalty from…?

Who on earth is that man? I have never seen him before

Is that man Shiori-samas partner for tonight?

He seems very compatible and worthy of Shiori-sama…

 

Shiori could catch such conversations that were taking place amongst the restless crowd.

 

For someone to appear at such an event as Shioris partner, he or she would undoubtedly be subjected to some scrutiny. However, the very moment that Kurosaki had set foot in the ballroom, Shiori could feel that he was the center of everyones intense attention.

 

(Just who is he?)

 

Shiori could not bear with the stares of curiosity and amazement towards Kurosaki from the guests.

 

Fl.u.s.tered, Shiori tried to deny the feelings of awe that he had towards Kurosaki.

 

Amongst the crowd, there were people who were rather unhappy about the attention that Kurosaki was getting.

 

I have never seen him before. It must be due to the fact that he is merely a n.o.body.

 

Various disapproving grunts of discontentment were mixed with nods and exclamations of approval amongst the guests.

 

He is still pretending to be such a gentleman. Sooner or later, his poor facade will definitely be seen through. Murmurs of jealousy and various malicious remarks started to add into the mix of voices.

 

A man sauntered towards Kurosaki.

 

Excuse me, sir. After smiling and bowing respectfully to Shiori, the gentleman turned his attention towards Kurosaki.

 

Shiori saw that the gentleman was sizing up Kurosaki with rather disrespectful eyes.

 

He appeared slightly older than Kurosaki and was well-dressed.

 

Fancy a toast?

 

The soiree was about to begin and the hall was abuzz with guests heartily chatting and taking their seats.

 

After taking a sip from his wine gla.s.s, that man spoke, Just recently, I made a trip to The Loire in France. The scenery it offers are spectacular and the towering castle is truly a sight to behold. With a friendly att.i.tude, that man begun to chat with Kurosaki.

 

Kurosaki nodded courteously, and with a smile, fluently replied, I, too, often visit the region of Touraine to procure wines. Touraine boasts of historical castles, and if I am not mistaken, it has the most of such castles in the vast region of Loire.

 

Speaking of Touraine, it is an absolute necessity to bring up wines that use white grapes, and that would be…

 

Upon seeing this man seemingly unable to find the right words, Kurosaki replied, as if helping that man, The Chenin Blanc white wines are very easy to palate and I personally love it very much. And lets not forget the Alsace region where the beautiful Rhine River flows through.

 

Have you ever imported red wines from that region?

 

Shiori was a little surprised at the question. He had always thought that this region could only produce rose and white wines.

 

Unfortunately not. According to what I know, I understand that Alsace dedicates its vineyards mostly to the production of the finest grapes for white wines and ros.

 

Kurosaki did not criticise that man for his inadequate knowledge. Moreover, he answered in a manner that gave face to the other party.

 

Regarding wines that have Cabernet Franc as its main component, which region of manufacture do you enjoy such wines the most?

 

Shiori raised his eyebrows. He felt that from the very beginning, that man was purposefully using alternative names for already difficult-to-understand types of grapes to question Kurosaki.

 

That man continued to ask Kurosaki questions in a friendly manner. At times, he would ask questions he did not have answers to, and at other times, he would base his answers on totally wrong information.

 

Bourgueils climate is rather temperate and warm, and the grapes that are grown there are absolutely delicious. Although Saint-Nicolas-de-Bourgueil can be found everywhere on the market, I would still import more of it during the christmas season, spoke Kurosaki calmly.

 

Throughout the entire conversation, Kurosaki did not utter a single, extra unnecessary knowledge. He simply answered every question appropriately.

 

Looking at Kurosaki who had managed to answer every single one of his questions with such ease, that man narrowed his eyes slightly.

 

Suddenly, it dawned upon Shiori that he was actually testing Kurosaki.

 

The knowledge of grape wines was perhaps not necessary in other countries. However, Ecuratol is a country that prided itself in its wines and is indeed one of the top wine producing country in the world. If one was unable to answer questions pertaining to grape wines, or other wine-related questions for that matter, that person would be regarded as someone without a respectable upbringing, and their evaluation by others would drop drastically.

 

That man was clearly approaching Kurosaki with unkind intentions – He wanted to put Kurosaki in a tight spot and embarra.s.s him in front of the large crowd of distinguished guests.

 

Although Shiori did not have any intention to shield Kurosaki, he could not tolerate that mans undesirable att.i.tude one bit.

 

Kurosaki-san, let us proceed to that area. In order to help Kurosaki escape from that mans barrage of questions, Shiori decided to create an opportunity for Kurosaki to take his leave.

 

Up until now, Kurosaki had successfully answered each and every one of the questions. However, what would happen should he fail to answer any of that mans yet-to-be-asked questions?

 

Yet, Kurosaki stood rooted, unmoving.

 

Having no other choice, Shiori could only stand at Kurosakis side, and watch the development quietly.

 

Speaking of castles, I had been to Moselle recently. When I was there, I felt as if I was in heaven upon drinking their Riesling wines.

 

Are you referring to Zeltingen-Rachtig, Germany? My secretary once spoke about it – she mentioned that she did not want to visit that place due to the possibility of being terribly sunburnt.

 

The various Riesling vineyards in Zeltingen are very famous.

 

However, the questions that he had asked so far were restricted to general knowledge regarding grape wines from France or Germany.

 

Most women pay great attention to details and beautiful things. I would a.s.sume that your secretary pays careful attention to the scent of the wine that she is drinking, would she not? Have you given her red wine that has a scent of roses and made of red misket as a gift before?

 

Shioris face darkened. That type of wine is a product of Bulgaria. As Bulgaria is one of the countries situated along the scenic Danube River, does that man intend to shift the topic to countries other than Germany and France?

 

Although the grapes name does include the word red in it, it is, in actual fact, a type of white grape that is used in making high-grade white wines.

 

Having been grown in the Rose Valley region, and not forgetting that Bulgaria is one of the top exporters of roses, it would be a pity if I had not given any to my secretary. That type of wine has a rather captivating wheat-coloured tint, replied Kurosaki lightheartedly.

He did not correct that mans outright mistake of calling the Riesling wine a red wine, and instead, Kurosaki had opted to subtly correct his mistake, thus not embarra.s.sing that man.

 

I wonder what wine would be used in the preparation of the food in todays menu. When I visited France recently, the combination of black truffle oil and wine made by France Baimeiluo International Holdings was excellent.

 

Burgundy is indeed a famed truffle producing area. Was the wine that accompanied the truffle oil Paul Jaboulet Aine Hermitage La Chapelle from before 95?

 

No matter what questions were asked, Kurosaki was able to reply fluently.

 

Moreover, without batting an eye nor breaking a sweat.

 

Despite knowing that the other party was merely rudely probing and deliberately making things difficult for him, Kurosaki remained patient , and earnestly replied to every single question. To top it all off, Kurosaki did so with a rather awe-inspiring att.i.tude.

 

Flawless replies, and extensive, yet deep knowledge of various wines.

 

Shiori could not help but to be surprised at the effortless manner in which Kurosaki had handled the sudden situation.

 

(He really is…)

 

Amazing.

 

The guests around them could only remain speechless and slack-jawed at Kurosakis vast knowledge.

 

For most people, even if they had the same knowledge on wines as Kurosaki, they would most likely require a few seconds to compose their thoughts before replying to such abruptly-asked questions. However, Kurosaki was able to give composed replies without a second thought nor did he give a slightest hint of hesitation.

 

Upon seeing Kurosakis calm composure, the guests who were eyeing Kurosaki with great respect turned to the ill-mannered man who tried to put Kurosaki in a tight spot and gave him disapproving glares.

 

Not only that, those who were originally jealous of Kurosaki were greatly humbled.

 

That man even gave everyone the impression that his actions were rather childish and uncalled for.

 

Kurosaki, who had maintained a mature composure throughout the exchange, and that man who had harboured ill-intentions.

 

If the conversation were to continue, that man would most likely be too ashamed and have nowhere to show his face at the soiree.

 

That man who was now in a rather awkward position could only stalk off in anger frustratedly.

 

Kurosaki was not a single bit aggressive nor overbearing throughout the conversation, and always mindful to give that man some s.p.a.ce to step down whenever that man made a mistake.

 

That man is really flawless.

 

Not submitting to taunts, Kurosakis manner of coolly handling that man impressed all of the other guests greatly.

 

If Kurosaki had retorted and used the same harsh att.i.tude as that man during the exchange, would the ending still be the same?

 

The fact that he had not taken the bait and be able to sincerely reply to that uncouth man, was something that Kurosaki could be proud of.

 

That very moment, Kurosaki had gained something much more important and valuable than position, renown, and the judgements of other people towards him.

 

Would you like something to drink?

 

Yes, please.

 

After that man had left, Kurosaki turned to face Shiori.

 

Apart from the conceited people like that man who had openly challenged Kurosaki, most guests would not dare to go near nor approach Shiori, someone who is of royal blood.

 

Kurosaki was considerate in every way possible towards Shiori, taking the responsibility of being Shioris partner flawlessly.

 

Taking the wine gla.s.s that Kurosaki offered, Shiori asked, puzzled, From where did you attain such vast knowledge of wines?

 

This level of knowledge should be expected of someone who buys and sells wine.

 

His polite manner of speaking made Shiori feel uncomfortable.

 

Shiori, Your Highness, let us head over to that area.

 

Gently holding Shioris waist, Kurosaki calmly and steadily led Shiori away from the curious gazes of the guests.

 

He did not do anything that would embarra.s.s Shiori.

 

The guests watched the two of them from afar. It was only when they were not within earshot of the guests that Kurosaki resumed his usual rough manner of speaking.

 

Do you want to drink something else? Dont push yourself too hard. Worried about Shioris condition, Kurosaki brought Shiori swiftly away from the bustling crowd.

 

A flawless partner.

 

The differences in his att.i.tude made him seem as if he were an entirely different person.

 

What bewildered Shiori the most, however, was the tenderness that Kurosaki showed to him.

 

He knew that this tenderness was merely on the surface — although it was solely an act, such actions were enough for his heart to feel a dull ache.

 

If it was merely a pretense, he was able to be kind and gentle to Shiori.

 

Perhaps the way Kurosaki behaves when he was working was most likely similar to the manner in which he had handled that man with.

 

To other women, and to the person he treasures, he would surely be this gentle with them, no?

 

Are you tired? Would you like me to get someone to prepare a seat for you? Or would you prefer to return to your seat at the table?

 

His head bent down, Shiori shook his head lightly.

 

No one had ever treated Shiori as someone special, nor had anyone treated him with such gentleness.

 

 

Regardless of how much effort he had put in for the country, he would only be alienated from the ma.s.ses, and be used by others. In addition to that, he had to endure innumerable slander, and throngs of people criticising his att.i.tude for being far too arrogant.

 

Even Shou hates him.

 

Everyone knew about the ice-cold relationship between the royal brothers, Shou and Shiori, and Shou seemed to value Kurosaki, who had hurt Shiori countless of times, greatly.

 

What meaning would there be for him to continue staying in such a place?

 

And what was the thing that he tried so desperately to protect to the point where he allowed Kurosaki to violate him without hesitation?

 

Doing such a thing was not simply him being reluctant to lose to Shou.

 

It was not due to him wanting to make up for the losses he made at work, nor was it to protect his ego.

 

For this country, for the citizens who live in this country, even if it were something insignificant, Shiori simply wanted to put in his best effort and do a little something for the people

 

Shiori did not want to see his country harmed in any way because of him.

 

And yet, n.o.body understood his pure-hearted intentions.

 

No matter what he did, it had always seemed to backfire.

 

The impression that he gave others was that he was someone arrogant, someone with a huge ego, and someone who looked down on people who were of a lower status than him. Until today, he is unable to change such skewed perceptions. Everyone thought that he was a haughty man who would not bother to understand how others felt.

 

This hopeless situation made Shiori taste the bitterness of loneliness.

 

As Shiori and Kurosaki made their way away from the crowd of guests, the guests started conversations with their partners or with the people they had just met at the soiree.

 

Amidst the buzz of the guests, conversations about Shiori and Kurosaki were taking place.

 

His Highness is absolutely stunning. He has even become more beautiful as of late – its really difficult for anyone to move their eyes away from him.

 

His fair skin, flowing hair, long delicate eyelashes, and lips that look very soft Not a single aspect of Shiori-sama is imperfect.

 

Its truly a miracle for such a breathtakingly beautiful person to be of this world.

 

Everyone, up until today, would find various means to obtain an invitation card to the royal familys dance party or soiree at all costs. All these efforts were made in order to enable themselves to catch a glimpse of Shiori-sama in his formal attire.

 

Not forgetting the vineyard owners, wine merchants and companies who bought grapes from the vineyards and manufactured their own line of champagnes who does so too!

 

Due to everyones hopes of wanting Shiori to notice the wines that they produce, everyone worked harder.

 

This was the likely reason why this country is able to produce such fine grape wines.

 

However, such heartfelt words failed to reach the ears of Shiori who was gazing at the vast night sky, deep in thought. Kurosaki gently pulled Shiori closer to him.

 

The men that were nearby sighed disheartedly.

 

Just who is that gentleman?

 

Kurosaki smiled politely at the ladies who were glancing at him with approving looks.

 

Seeing his smile, the ladies that were more proactive and daring started to crowd around Kurosaki. Although they were wary of Shioris status, the fact that the person they wanted to approach was Kurosaki, they could care less about their dignity.

 

Nice to meet you. I was telling my acquaintances that I have always wanted to get to know you better.

 

Are you from j.a.pan?

 

Yes I am. My business oversees the import and export of grape wines. Just a few days ago, I purchased a vineyard and built a brewery in hopes of being able to produce a wine under my companys name, replied Kurosaki amicably, making the ladies even more excited.

 

Shiori had always thought that Kurosaki was ill-suited to appear at such formal occasions, however, his actions and etiquette were both extremely well-polished. Moreover, the way he treated the ladies was very gentle.

 

Kurosaki was clearly able to treat others so well, so warmly, and yet, he was only cold towards Shiori.

 

Could it be that the vineyard you just purchased is that famed vineyard?

 

As Kurosaki went into further details and the name of the vineyard, the ladies eyes lit up in interest and awe.

 

That vineyard is very famous in the country that it is located in for producing grapes that are used in the finest of wines.

 

Logically, to be able to purchase that very vineyard, one would require a rather large sum of money. That vineyard ever produced a bottle of wine that was worth $100,000, thus, the value of the vineyard would be hard to estimate.

 

Shioris chest felt as if it was being burned by flames.

 

What was this feeling? He had never felt such feelings toward Kurosaki before.

 

Kurosaki had always treated him cruelly.

 

Kurosaki was someone who was violent, unreasonable, and vulgar

 

It would be a pleasure if you ladies would pay a visit to the vineyard. I would also like to invite all of you to try the companys wine when you are there.

 

You are willing to host us? I look forward to it!

 

Me too!

 

That single sentence from Kurosaki made the ladies lean forward excitedly.

 

The crowd of ladies formed a impenetrable wall around Kurosaki, effectively blocking Shiori out.

 

The smile that Kurosaki gave so heartily to the ladies was a smile that Kurosaki had never given him before.

 

Seeing how happy Kurosaki looked as he chatted with the ladies made Shioris chest feel as if something was stuck inside it.

 

Frustration, hurt, and the pain that his entire body felt.

 

Various emotions that he had bottled up surged upwards, making Shiori unable to suppress them any longer.

 

It is such a great sight and match for a fine gentleman such as you to attend todays event, spoke one of the ladies in a rather proud manner. Seeing that lady linking her hands around Kurosakis arms, as if they had an intimate relationship, something snapped in Shioris mind.

 

Blood rushed to his head, making Shiori completely unable to stop the words that he was about to blurt out without thinking.

 

A fine gentleman? He is merely an upstart, someone who is absolutely ill-suited for tonights event!

 

The very moment Shioris words spilled from his mouth, everyone around them immediately fell silent.

 

Shiori recovered from his state of rashness, but it was already too late to regret what he had just said and done.

 

Shiori was in a difficult position himself.

 

Was it really himself who spoke such brash words?

 

He bit down on his lip forcefully.

 

Why?

 

He was someone who was very used to suppressing his feelings, so why would his emotions explode in front of so many guests?

 

Following Shioris sudden outburst, Kurosakis hand reached towards his own fringe and ruffled his once neat hair. His other hand roughly pulled at the knot of his tie. Having loosened his own tie and messed up his own hair, Kurosaki spoke in an uncaring and callous manner, Youre right, this appearance suits me much better.

 

The corners of Kurosakis mouth were curled up in a mocking smile.

 

After throwing out such words, Kurosaki left the banquet hall without turning back once.

 

Shiori could only remain stunned, and stood rooted to the ground in astonishment.

 

Afterwards, Shiori did not show up at the main banquet hall for the soirees programme, and instead, immediately made his way towards the courtyard right outside of the banquet hall.

 

Why did he speak in such a rash manner?

 

The him at that moment behaved so differently from his usual self, as if he was an entirely different person.

 

Seeing the lady coiled so closely around Kurosakis arm, Shiori was completely unable to think logically anymore.

 

His chest felt so tight…so painful.

 

Shiori leaned his body onto the balcony railing, allowing feelings of regret to torment himself.

 

The livelier the conversations at the banquet hall got, the lonelier Shiori felt.

 

Kurosaki had already left the banquet hall. Shiori, not having the face to meet the guests after what had just taken place, did not remain in the banquet hall either.

 

He recalled the perfect gentleman that Kurosaki had acted as.

 

Whether it was his manners, the way he carried out his duty as a partner, or the way he was considerate towards Shiori, n.o.body could point out anything lacking or unsatisfactory with Kurosaki actions.

 

Not only was he refined, he even exuded a n.o.ble aura.

 

Even when he was confronted by problematic people, he adopted a calm att.i.tude to handle the matter amicably, and at the same time, was considerate enough to not embarra.s.s the other party.

 

Everytime he remembered the scene, Shioris feelings of self-hatred would grow stronger and deeper, making him feel nauseous.

 

His head ached, and his footsteps, unsteady.

 

Shiori.

 

Hearing someone calling his name, Shiori turned his head around.

 

Kurosaki was standing directly behind him.

 

He did not use any honorifics to address Shiori, but instead, called Shioris name directly.

 

He would always do so, regardless of the situation — during normal times, or during the times when he had Shiori moaning under his embrace.

 

Shiori was still not used to Kurosaki saying his name directly.

 

Whenever Kurosaki called out his name, Shiori could feel that, just as his body had become Kurosakis, even his heart had become Kurosakis captive unknowingly.

 

Are you not attending the soiree? If youre not attending it, allow me to escort you back to your room.

 

Although he had humiliated Kurosaki in front of an audience, Kurosaki still went to find Shiori.

 

It appeared that Kurosaki intends to complete his duties as Shioris partner for tonights soiree.

 

I had already followed your orders and expectations to the tee. Despite that, it was you who ruined all of my hard work with your very own hands.

 

Kurosaki was back to his usual self.

 

His face that clearly screamed he could not take it anymore pierced cleanly through Shioris heart.

 

The reason why Kurosaki would attend the soiree was only because of Shioris order.

 

Kurosaki could choose to not show up and, in turn, deeply embarra.s.s Shiori. However, because of Shioris orders, he properly donned a neat well-pressed suit, and wore his tie well.

 

Even his shoes were shined beautifully.

 

Even when that man had put him in a tight spot, Kurosaki held back and did not flare up.

 

All these efforts were just for Shiori.

 

I forced myself to do so many things that I would never usually do just for you, and yet, you ruined everything. Thats why I will demand a worthy compensation of equal value from you.

 

Kurosaki hugged Shiori from behind.

 

Just as what Kurosaki had said.

 

Kurosaki was completely not at fault this time. Shiori knew that the fiasco that had taken place was entirely his own fault.

 

Shiori was only shocked — shocked at how Kurosaki behaved as if he was a completely different person, and shocked at the warmth that he had displayed to Shiori for the very first time.

 

It was so, so very different from the violent way he had held Shiori with every time.

 

Kurosaki was now touching and holding Shiori in a gentle manner, as if he was holding something extremely fragile and precious.

 

Shiori knew that he had no right to refuse nor reject Kurosakis advances, but when he was in Kurosakis arms, Shiori could feel that something was very wrong with his body.

 

The feeling that he was getting was completely different from usual.

 

Shiori had initially thought that it was due to his feelings of self-hatred being too intense that had made him feel out of sorts. However, his body was really burning up and he could not even stand properly.

 

Ordinarily, he would absolutely never behave so rashly.

 

His head seared with excruciating pain, his thoughts a little more than a pathetic broken mess.

 

Can you let me off for today? pleaded Shiori for the first time.

 

He really felt extremely uncomfortable.

 

If Kurosaki insists on embracing him today, he would surely collapse midway.

 

However, Shioris nonchalant expression failed to hint at any sign of the extreme discomfort that he was feeling, making Kurosaki not take Shioris desperate plea seriously.

 

Youve got to be kidding me.

 

Kurosaki believed that it was merely Shiori declining, simply not wanting to be f.u.c.ked by another man. Thus, he stubbornly and forcefully brought Shiori to Shioris own bedroom.

 

When they had arrived at the familiar bedroom and Kurosaki had Shiori in his arms, Shiori was already at his limit.

 

He pressed his trembling hand weakly against Kurosakis st.u.r.dy chest in a feeble attempt to push Kurosaki away.

 

Kurosaki

 

His sentence only spoken halfway, Shiori felt all of his strength leaving his own legs.

 

He no longer had any strength to utter a single word.

 

Something desperately hugged Shioris falling body tightly.

 

Youre burning up with a high fever!! d.a.m.n it!!!

 

What Shiori finally fell onto was not the cold bed, but onto someones warm, welcoming shoulders.

 

Half-conscious, Shiori could vaguely make out the faint sounds of someone muttering words of regret.

 

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It was already nighttime.

 

Something chilly touched his forehead lightly, waking Shiori up.

 

A soft light spilled across his room. He slowly opened his heavy eyes to confirm what was the cold thing that was resting on his forehead.

 

When he became fully conscious, he realised that a damp cloth and someones hand nested on his forehead.

 

Are you awake?

 

Ah…

 

Opening his eyes lazily, the first thing he saw was a deeply worried Kurosaki who was looking down at Shiori .

 

Kurosaki?

 

Pushing yourself so hard to the point where you would actually collapse – how very like you, reprimanded Kurosaki gently as his hand slid down from Shioris forehead to Shioris cheek softly.

 

As his large hand cupped Shioris face, his cool touch made Shiori feel comfortable. Seeing Shiori close his eyes in comfort, Kurosaki held his hand in that position for awhile.

 

His cool hand and the cloth that was laid on his forehead.

 

It seems that your fever has gone down.

 

Could it be that Kurosaki had stayed beside him the entire time, wordlessly taking care of him?

 

To put on such a brave front unnecessarily! Although Kurosaki was reprimanding him, his hand brushed against Shioris face ever so tenderly.

 

You really dont intend to rely on me, huh? continued Kurosaki who sounded rather upset and vexed. But upon seeing Shioris timid expression, Kurosaki immediately returned to his normal self.

 

What should I do with you… sighed Kurosaki loudly. Following that, he smiled warmly at an anxious Shiori, as if wanting to put Shiori at ease.

 

Although his face had an expression which seem to say I cant stand you, the eyes that he used to gaze at Shiori were warm and calm.

 

Kurosakis pampering actions pierced Shioris heart.

 

Kurosakis large hand touched Shiori lightly.

 

Unlike past experiences, there was not a slightest intention of wanting to hurt Shiori with his touch.

 

Not only that, Shiori could even feel that this was not an act, but genuine warmth.

 

Kurosakis warmth was now given to Shiori, and Shiori alone.

 

(……!)

 

What was the feeling that welled up within me?

 

The more Shiori wanted to confirm what feelings they were, the more confused he got.

 

Why would Kurosaki display such kindness and touch me so gently only now?

 

He would much rather Kurosaki treat him as he always did.

 

If he displayed such gentleness only now, such behaviour would only make Shiori more perplexed.

 

Shiori said to Kurosaki who was stroking his cheek lovingly, Are you not intending to to violate me tonight?

 

Even as Kurosaki was using such light touches to caress his face, Shiori did not know what could happen next. Shiori was afraid that he would become someone not like himself.

 

He absolutely did not want to owe Kurosaki a favour. In order to fulfill such a childish and stubborn thought, Shiori suggested something that even he would have never thought of offering Kurosaki.

 

Upon hearing Shioris question, Kurosaki replied rather angrily, Dont say such foolish words! Just make sure that you get well quickly!

 

Although his tone was tinged with slight anger, his gaze was overflowing with gentleness.

 

It was the first time that Shiori had seen such an expression on Kurosakis face. Moreover, this endearing expression was for Shiori alone.

 

It was also the first time he had heard such caring words.

 

But these affectionate actions only made Shioris heart ache dully.

 

Shiori did not want Kurosaki to see the warm thing that was slowly forming in the corner of his eyes.

 

It seems that your fever has cooled down.

 

The hand that was cupping Shioris face moved away slowly.

 

Perhaps it was due to his body being unwell that he felt so weak?

 

That action of Kurosaki made him feel so very lonely

 

The hand that made SHiori flinch with just one touch in the past.

The hand that stretched out towards him solely for the purpose of harming him.

 

If you would like a drink or if youre feeling unwell again, just give me a call. After saying such words, Kurosaki got up from the chair that he was on.

 

Upon thinking of the pair of hands that was leaving him, Shiori could not help but to pull weakly on Kurosakis cuff.

 

Shioris subconscious action of persuading Kurosaki to stay made Kurosaki very surprised.

 

Even Shiori himself was shocked.

 

It is already very late. Where do you intend to go at this hour?

 

The morning rays were still absent – it seemed that the sky was still dark.

 

A wave of unease enveloped Shiori.

 

Im going to the room next door. I have already obtained permission to stay over tonight. If I stay beside you, you wont be able to sleep well, will you? Just sleep well until the sun rises.

 

The room next door was a guest room that only had a sofa and a work desk. Without anywhere to lie down properly, it was simply not possible for anyone to get a good rest in that room.

 

Where do you intend to sleep on in that room?

 

Isnt there a sofa next door? Im already very used to sleeping on a sofa. As long as I have a place to sleep in that shelters me from the wind and rain, that is good enough, said Kurosaki unconcernedly.

 

To be satisfied with just a place that can shelter one from the wind and rain That kind of lifestyle

 

If that is the case, then sleep by my side, said Shiori automatically.

 

Kurosaki creased his eyebrow, as if he was troubled by that request.

 

Dont push yourself. Afterwards, he gave Shiori another warm smile.

 

Dont say that. I was just thinking that if you were to sleep on the sofa, your body would be sore tomorrow… explained Shiori hurriedly. Kurosaki sighed softly at Shiori who was still shyly holding onto his cuff, and climbed onto Shioris plush bed nimbly.

 

 

Understood. I wont do anything to you, so just bear with me for a bit.

 

Getting onto the bed only after getting Shioris permission – how unlike what Kurosaki would usually do.

 

After he laid beside Shiori, he brought Shiori into his embrace.

 

When someone feels unwell, he will naturally feel physically and emotionally weak, remarked Kurosaki, as if trying to convince Shiori. I know that the reason why youre behaving differently from your usual self is due to the fever. So just forget about what you said and did today when you wake up tomorrow.

 

Kurosakis hand brushed Shioris back softly, as if soothing him.

 

Shiori, who is a very prideful person, would actually go so far as to plead Kurosaki to stay by his side. When Shiori recovers, he would definitely be disgusted at himself for having done such things. Thus, Kurosaki, knowing Shiori, said such words on purpose – he wanted Shiori to forget such actions that would make Shiori feel frustrated at himself.

 

Is it not comfortable?

 

Shiori shook his head slightly.

 

In Kurosakis warm, strong arms, Shiori drifted off to sleep cozily.

 

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After that incident, Kurosaki would often visit Shiori for a period of time. During the visits, he would not do anything in particular, and instead, would look out for the condition of Shioris body.

 

Although Shiori knew that he had already recovered, whenever Kurosaki visited, Shiori could feel his body heat rise steadily.

 

His fever was already long gone, but the people around him thought otherwise.

 

Shiori was temporarily not allowed to attend any business matters. Whenever the bored Shiori wanted to take a walk outdoors, his servants would immediately stop him from doing so.

 

Did I not say that I have already fully recovered? Do not worry, I am merely taking a quick stroll.

 

Your Highness!

 

Once again, his servants wanted to prevent him from going out.

 

I will not stray too far away from the main palace grounds.

 

I will accompany you.

 

Kurosaki!

 

When did he appear? It seemed that Kurosaki had seen Shiori trying to persuade his subordinates.

 

After hearing Kurosakis offer, Shioris subordinates had no choice but to reluctantly allow Shiori to take a walk.

 

There is really no necessity for you to accompany me on my walk.

 

Although Shiori was stubbornly insisting that he was fine, Kurosaki however, did not allow Shiori to move around the palace on his own.

 

Having no way out, Shiori sighed and turned, starting to walk out of the main palace building.

 

If he were to keep complaining about this arrangement, he would most likely not be allowed to go outside again.

 

Dont venture too far.

 

I am not a patient with a serious ailment.

 

Although Kurosaki had agreed to accompany him, the limit of where he allowed Shiori to walk to was the vineyard that was located directly adjacent to the main palace. That vineyard had a cellar and brewery built nearby.

 

Kurosaki walked beside Shiori.

 

Shiori felt a sense of security, as if someone was protecting him.

 

Upon having such thoughts his body temperature started to rise again.

 

What on earth had happened to me? Havent I fully recovered from my fever?

 

It must be due to the fact that Kurosaki did not do anything to him and only hugged him gently to sleep that night that made Shiori feel a bit odd today.

 

Shiori turned to face the vineyard on purpose in a bid to hide his face that was flushed red. At that moment, a flock of small birds and various animals flitted across the lush valley in front of their eyes.

 

The animals have already returned to this vineyard, commented Kurosaki rather suddenly.

 

Did he notice?

Shioris heart skipped a beat.

 

Putting in ones utmost effort to not use any kind of pesticide, insecticide or fertiliser, and even if used, are used in the smallest amount possible, in order to make wines that respect the natural state of grapes? The vineyard that I own commits itself to such efforts too.

 

Shiori. Astonished, raised his head to look at Kurosaki.

 

In recent years, due to many dealers placing high prices on wines and the grapes, many producers use chemical fertilisers in a bid to produce grapes at an unnaturally fast rate. However, such actions would inevitably lead to the deterioration of the soils natural quality, resulting in only unhealthy grapes bring cultivated in such vineyards. Every time Shiori saw such ailing grapevines, he would always feel distressed about such unscrupulous and irresponsible farming methods.

 

That was why he had been pouring countless hours and efforts into researching ways that can cultivate grapes well without harming the vines health and the environment that they are growing in.

 

Kurosaki had actually realised the method that Shiori had painstakingly implemented in the cultivation of the grapes. Moreover, he even mentioned that the method of farming he employs in his vineyard was the same as Shioris.

 

Due to the absence of such chemical impurities, the animals would be able to return to the land.

 

Shiori had also taken a route that was full of steep challenges.

 

Ensuring the soil remains fertile and rich while putting his heart into growing the grapes.

 

Even if it was something insignificant, he wanted to do something for others. He had always held such pure intentions close to his heart as he worked tirelessly on his royal duties until today, and yet, n.o.body seemed to have noticed.

 

Ever since he was young, the people around him would misread his every action to be something that he did with the intention of gaining his own private benefit, ascending the throne, and gaining ultimate political authority.

 

As time pa.s.sed, Shiori unconsciously became unable to open his heart to anyone.

 

The prejudices that surrounded him endlessly disallowed Shiori to open his heart to anyone anymore.

 

Kurosaki continued, Some manufacturers might view wines to be merely a commodity to earn big bucks with. But I think otherwise.

 

Eh?

 

Shiori had always believed that Kurosaki only cared about his own interests and benefits. He had believed that Kurosaki only wanted to become famous, and would never care about the health of the grapevines. He had believed that Kurosaki did not see any wrong in hurting others in order to get what he wants.

 

If a business is merely a means to satisfy ones own selfish desires, then it is hard to say that its successes can be counted as true success.

 

Some people might think that drinking wine is merely something for the wealthy to enjoy – but such a practice was popularised by businessmen. Overtime, wines became a drink that only a few people had ready access to.

 

For a wine to be made, excruciating efforts would have to be put in the moment the grape seedling emerges from the soil. The grapevine must go through numerous stringent checks and countless research would have to be done to improve the quality of such vines. Afterwards, another set of large effort would be required when harvesters harvest each and every grape by hand.

 

The wine was originally meant to be a simple drink, smiled Kurosaki.

 

That was what Shiori felt too.

 

Since long ago, the wine was simply a drink that was made after fruits were fermented. People in the past used to drink wine in order to wash away the days exhaustion, and was also used as part of the festivities during important dates.

 

I did not expect to hear such words from you.

 

This man and himself was actually thinking of the same thing?

 

Their birthright and upbringing were worlds apart.

 

This man, who was entirely different from Shiori could actually value the same things as Shiori.

 

Initially, I had always thought that the wine was merely a tool used by the rich to drown themselves in pleasure, thus making me feel that the wine is something rather trifle, and that not one person who loves wine could possibly be a good person.

 

That is…

 

As Shiori tried to retort, Kurosaki interrupts him.

 

I know – to have such prejudice against wine despite not actually trying it before is absurd, and that I dont actually have any right to say such egoistic words.

 

It is something that can heal the hearts of people who were tired from a long days work.

It is something to adorn the wonderful days of celebration spent with your loved ones.

 

Sometimes, simply seeing the little air bubbles float upwards can make one experience feelings of excitement.

 

The crisp and clear clinking that is made when the wine gla.s.ses meet each other.

The precious moment when everyone could share the same happiness with everyone else.

 

The wine bottle contains the brewers heartfelt intentions and the vineyard caretakers efforts and precious time. Fine wines with rich and mellow flavour can only be made with the winemakers sincere diligence.

 

No matter the type of wine, wines are filled to the brim with the kind intentions of the winemaker.

 

At first glance, it might seem that knowledge on wines wont be of much use. However, to be able to enjoy an exciting life, such knowledge might just be very important and useful. The knowledge that, apart from work, would not likely be used when interacting with people outside of work, can actually be thought of as something key to experience a colourful life.

 

If everything that one does is only done for works sake, that sort of thinking would trample any chance for one to truly enjoy life, said Kurosaki.

 

The both of them stepped into the brewery. Rows of wine barrels that were fermenting various wines were lined up neatly.

 

A manual pressing process, and also, the most advanced type of stainless steel barrel is used in this cellar huh? Suh a brewing process that combines both traditional and modern wine-making techniques is your idea, am I right?

 

The manner in which Kurosaki spoke implied that he knew without the slightest doubt that it was Shiori who had thought of such an ingenious method.

 

Shiori was slightly taken aback.

 

Everyone thought that the things he invests in for the country were merely part of a conspiracy for his own personal gain. They, too, thought that Shiori was merely a pretty flower that is well-protected in a greenhouse – thus not competent enough to handle such tasks.

 

And yet, the man that had humiliated him before was able to recognise the effort that he had tirelessly put into his work.

 

Not only that, you treasure the grapevines very much.

 

Why would Kurosaki say such things? Kurosaki had never seen him at the vineyard.

 

Although Kurosaki does rely on the wine industry to make a living, Shiori had always a.s.sumed that he was merely specialised in the importing and exporting of wines, but he did not expect that

 

Even until today, I still feel that knowing which grapevine to trim and knowing the best time to extract the grapes colours is something extremely hard to grasp.

 

This man, as expected, was not someone who was shallow.

 

Not only is this man well-acquainted with the practices of importing wine, this mans knowledge extended even to the areas of winemaking and the cultivation of grapes.

 

Shiori and Kurosaki walked around the cellar leisurely. Kurosakis vast knowledge on wines made Shiori feel somewhat humbled.

 

That a.s.sured manner of his when talking about wines that night was not something that was rehea.r.s.ed for the soiree.

 

On top of knowing the current trends in the wine industry, Kurosaki was also proficient in chemistry, and even the knowledge for wine-making.

 

He is truly someone with an astounding capability.

 

Although Shioris first impression of Kurosaki could not be any worst than it actually was, Kurosaki, however, could possibly be someone extraordinary.

 

Furthermore, Kurosaki was someone who cared for the grapes growth and health, and did not pursue the wine industry merely with materialistic concerns.

 

j.a.pan is rather humid, thus is unable to cultivate vines using the same methods that are employed in Europe. Over there, the grapevines are hung on shorter fences and racks – that scenery has its own distinctive flavour too.

 

Is that so? If there is an opportunity in the near future, I would like to take a look.

 

This was perhaps the very first time that they were having such a tranquil conversation.

 

Having an endless array of topics that they had so much in common, Shiori was even hoping that they could continue chatting for awhile more.

 

It was probably due to the fact that Shiori had just recovered from such a high fever that Kurosaki was behaving so gently, unlike his normal self.

 

Its about time we head back, said Kurosaki caringly. Realising that the time to talk with Kurosaki was about to end, Shiori felt a little lonely.

 

The outstanding man that seemed to be protecting him made Shioris heart flutter.

 

That nights perfect mannerisms and regal manner.

 

— As long as I have a place that shelters me from the wind and rain to sleep in, then that is good enough.

 

Shiori had the impression that Kurosaki was born into a family with that was not very