Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are So Hot! [BL]-Chapter 287: Yor’s Resolve

He was incredibly brave. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Yor, you’re amazing. You’re so cool, I’m falling for you all over again."

In the end, Yor had lost control and wet himself, but he had still been truly cool.

Still a bit overwhelmed by emotions, Damien tried to convey his feelings by kissing Yor’s head repeatedly.

Yor squirmed, clearly ticklish, but it seemed to cheer him up.

...

"Master, I’ve finished cleaning the servants’ room."

"Oh, thank you."

Leonide who had come to help with the cleaning since Zima couldn’t keep up alone in the bedroom, come out from the servants’ room with Zima and Elyon.

To Damien’s surprise, even Elyon had helped with the cleaning, so Damien figured Elyon must have realized that he had overdone it and was now reflecting on his actions.

"...Thank you. I’m sorry."

Yor, while still held in Damien’s arms, bowed his head to the three people who had cleaned up after his mess.

"It’s okay, Yor. You didn’t do anything wrong."

He had simply lost control of his body due to fear, but far from being in the wrong, Yor had tried to protect Damien.

Damien could still vividly picture Yor’s cool back, and without thinking, he hugged him tightly.

"Yes, indeed. The one at fault is this wicked elf, not Yor. In fact, Yor is a fine servant who protected his master."

Leonide watching the scene, gazed at Yor with kind eyes as Damien held him tight.

Behind Leonide, Zima nodded his head gently, his face also showing a warm smile.

"Hm, my earlier antics went too far. You may forgive me."

To Damien’s surprise, even Elyon, who had been acting so wicked earlier, was now bowing his head apologetically.

Seeing such a small child endure the fear to the point of wetting himself, yet still trying to face him, must have made Elyon reflect on his actions.

Once Yor realized that no one was blaming him, he seemed to relax and began rubbing his face against Damien again.

"Mm, mm, it’s okay, you can indulge yourself as much as you want today."

Damien wanted to spoil him as much as he could as well.

"Well then, we’ll take our leave now, but before we go, I need to have a serious talk with Yor for just a moment."

Leonide who had been watching them with a smile, now tightened his expression and looked at Yor seriously.

"?"

"What’s going on? Should I step out? Is this one of those times?"

Leonide’s serious face made Damien wonder if he needed to leave.

However, Leonide didn’t seem to have a reproachful air, so it didn’t seem like he was going to scold Yor for wetting himself.

If Yor were going to be reprimanded, Damien would definitely have to step in and protect him, but it didn’t feel like that was the case.

Yor still in Damien’s arms, looked up at him with a puzzled expression.

If it was a serious conversation, maybe it would be better for Damien to step aside?

"No, no, it’s fine. You can stay, Master. And Yor can remain in your arms."

Despite the serious atmosphere from Leonide, Damien and Yor’s playful mood seemed to be just fine with him.

What could this be about?

It seemed like Zima and Elyon understood what was going on.

Behind Leonide, they stood there... what was it?

With half-kind eyes, half-amused smiles, their gazes felt like a warm, somewhat awkward mix as they watched Damien and Yor.

"First, Yor, do you like your master?"

...Ah, so this was the topic.

Things had gotten a bit chaotic because of Elyon, but they had to clear up the matter of spirit speech.

It couldn’t be left unresolved.

Since Leonide knew about it, that meant Elyon must have told him while they were cleaning the servants’ room.

At Leonide’s question, Yor blushed slightly and nodded shyly.

Damien couldn’t help but be surprised.

Even though they had just met, Yor’s response felt incredibly sincere.

"Since when have you liked him?"

"Since I met big brother, I’ve loved him."

"W-wait, why?"

Damien blurted out the question without thinking.

He had said "since I met him," but they first met at the slave merchant’s shop.

They had only exchanged a few words, so how could he have developed such strong feelings...?

"Because you came to help me, I fell in love at first sight."

"I see. So to Yor, Master must have looked like a prince on a white horse."

Leonide spoke in a very gentle voice.

Since Damien had only bought Yor at the slave merchant’s shop, he wasn’t sure if Leonide’s analogy was entirely correct, but he understood the point.

From Yor’s perspective, it must have seemed like Damien had saved him from a difficult life as a slave.

Ah, that makes sense.

It explains why Yor had been so affectionate from the start.

Honestly, Damien felt a bit guilty.

He had bought Yor out of pity, and now he was realizing how much affection the boy was giving him.

"...Yes, big brother is a prince."

O-oh.

Yor shyly covering his cheeks, he was throwing his feelings at Damien without holding back, and it almost felt painful.

Ah, so that was it.

No matter the reason, with so much affection coming from Yor and Damien also liking him, it seemed their "wavelengths" had aligned.

What should he do about this?

"I see. Well then, Yor, let’s get to the main point."

After giving Yorn a gentle smile, Leonide’s expression grew serious again, and his tone shifted to something more formal.

Since Yor had such a powerful ability as the spirit speech, they couldn’t avoid having a serious conversation.

"Yor, do you want to monopolize your beloved master... big brother?"

Huh?

Ah, Damien suddenly realized what Leonide meant.

If Yor used his spirit speech, he could possibly make Damien only like him, or even brainwash him?

Leonide had mentioned that the effect only worked during intimate moments, so Damien wasn’t sure how long it would last, but this seemed a lot more dangerous than he had imagined.