【Gillay】Beauty and the Beast

When Reinhardt entered, he found that the lights in the room were on.

He was really tired. Generally speaking, dealing with government affairs would not make him so tired, but he also attended the meetings of two military departments, which made his workload much higher than the average.

This made him realize that the light was on after stepping into one foot, which was different from the concentrating white of the conference room. The light laid out in the room was a warm orange-red color, slightly brighter than the afterglow of the setting sun. This relieved the tired Emperor a little.

As the king of a country in the empire, Reinhardt has not turned on the lights himself for a long time. Most of the places he touches are bright, and now, even room configurations with light switches are rare.

But he knew that this lamp was waiting for him.

It's a strange feeling.It makes Reinhardt feel like he's back to "life."A long time ago, he didn't feel that he was on a certain track, and he never acted around anything. Now that his empire has been perfected day by day, this young man who will surely leave a great reputation in history seems to be given to him. He built a star by himself, and then circled around him.

The "sense of life" brought about by a regular job made Reinhard feel strange. After landing on the ground from the battlefield in the air, he seemed not used to walking smoothly and normally.

He heard the door being opened, followed by a gentle greeting.

"You are back, Master Reinhardt."

"Ah."

The half-taken coat was taken over, and Reinhardt's eyes moved with the other's hand patting and straightening the coat, and he heard a soft laughing voice in his ear.

"You look tired."

Reinhard didn't comment, but started another topic.

"Gilfies."

"Yes?"

"Compared to computers, human beings are more suitable for repetitive and inefficient tasks."

"Huh? Why do you come to such a conclusion?"

"Because computers don't seek to degenerate, neglect, useless repetition, and programs that should have been discarded long ago, ha—

The blond-haired man let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had finally let it out, and his ice-blue eyes softened a little under the warm light.

"Only a mediocre person would try to maintain the sun of yesterday, those idiots, do they want to stick to the road of the army?!"

It seems that today's meeting is not very satisfactory to him.

The tall, red-haired man laughed helplessly. He looked at the emperor who seemed to be about to "hum" sharply in the next second.

"Gilfies, maybe one day computers will really replace humans to rule society."

"Do you think so?"

"what."

The emperor answered casually, then sneered.

"Aren't there few human beings ruled by money, power, and status? In contrast, programs may be rulers who can make much more correct instructions."

"Maybe that's the case, but Master Reinhardt, I think that as long as there are people like you who have the ability to think and judge among human beings, then creatures like us will not fall like this."

"Gilfies."

Reinhard walked towards the man who hung up his coat, leaned over and hugged him.

"If only everyone could be like you, even if it's one percent."

"250 billion me, the universe will definitely become boring."

"is it?"

Reinhardt's face was right on top of Gilfies' chest, he chuckled, and his breathing tickled the red-haired Grand Duke.

"It's good to have only one Gilfies."

"It's an honor that you think so."

Generally speaking, this hug took a little too long, so the grand duke of the empire asked again: "You look a little tired."

In fact, after Reinhardt vented his dissatisfaction with the reform of the military department and talked with his red-haired cohabitant, his fatigue at work had been halved, but when he hugged each other, there was a different kind of feeling. The sense of fatigue surged up like a tide.This made him just want to just snuggle up to this warm body.

Gilfies had already showered and changed into home clothes.

The reason why the other party was able to come back so much earlier than him was because Gilfies had only one item on his itinerary this afternoon—the physical examination.

Reinhardt is usually the second one to get the report card, and the first one is of course the doctor in charge himself.

When the breath of Gilfies after bathing surrounded Reinhardt, the heart, lungs, brain, limbs and blood data began to circle in his brain.He felt a hand on his waist.

It made Reinhardt feel—felt everything was so soft.

"I'm back, Gilfies."

"Welcome back, Lord Reinhardt."

Reinhard felt that the other party lowered his head and kissed the top of his head, so he also raised his head and kissed his chin.

"Going to take a bath?"

"I'll just do it myself."

Answering the other party in this way, Caesar did not let go of the other party's hand.Instead, he began to curl his red hair one by one.

"What did you do when you came back in the afternoon?"

"Well... After listening to the music, I read some miscellaneous books, some of which are quite interesting."

Reinhardt smiled again: "No one bothers you, is it good once in a while?"

"good."

"That's very good."

After saying this, both of them laughed.Reinhardt could feel the body he was clinging to was trembling slightly because of the chuckle, and he knew that the heart of the other party was also beating in such a healthy way.

Reinhardt almost memorized the opponent's heart rate watch.

"It's just a little bad."

"What is it, Gilfies?"

"It's too late for cake."

Reinhardt blinked his ice blue eyes.

"That's a pity."

"But a little whiskey before going to bed is also good. I don't know how you like it, Your Majesty?"

"So good...?"

Reinhardt tilted his head, his hair, which was more dazzling than the sun, fell to one side, and his hands covered the other's face, and then slowly opened the distance between the two.

What Gilfies is wearing now is loungewear in a broad sense, and it's not too far from Reinhardt's own style, which means a loose fit design.

The neck of the red-haired man has a healthy, flowing line.

Reinhard's hand slid down, gently stroking the side of his neck.

He knew he couldn't hold on for long, and moved away before his hands trembled.

For a long time, when he did this action, he would feel the touch of viscous liquid from his fingertips.

This touch still wakes him from his sleep to this day.

"Lord Reinhardt."

Those called cupped each other's faces, and the Emperor of the Empire gave his grand duke a real kiss.

Worry guy.

Reinhardt laughed, and he pressed the corner of the opponent's mouth lightly at the end, before taking a step back.

"I'm going to take a shower."

He got a smile.

End