Dynamic Equilibrium

Chapter 16.1

Question: If Your wife snuck into Your bed wearing a cat-ear bikini, could you explain why such a situation occurred ?

Answer: Your mind must be completely gone.

No matter how you think about it, that’s the only possible answer.

There’s no way that Angie, who always maintains her dignified presence, would be in the bedroom dressed like this.

Angie is usually assertive, but she tends to be more passive during our marital relations. If I ask her to do something, she’ll often comply with my requests despite her complaints. Even if I hug her roughly, she forgives me when I apologize profusely afterward.

When teased until she begs, she trembles with embarrassment and begs for more. I find her so cute that I almost crush her with my hugs every time we have sex.

But She’s definitely not the type to wear something sexy like this.

My brain stops functioning due to the sheer shock of the situation. A heavy silence begins to fill the room.

What do I say in this situation? No matter what I say, I can only foresee a future where I dig my own grave.

"……"

"……"

"Umm gh..~"

"……"

"Please, say something…"

"We’ll call a doctor first thing in the morning. It seems the trauma from the battlefield left more damage to my brain than I thought."

"It’s not that bad of an outfit, right!?"

It's not bad at all; in fact, it’s right up my alley.

Even after having kids, her body hasn’t detroited, and the cat-ear headband suits her perfectly even.

The combination of cuteness and allure is incredibly perverse & obscene.

We do have beastmen in our territory, and a few even serve the Bartfault household.

There are people who have sexual desires towards elves and beastmen.

Since demi-humans generally don’t have children with humans, there’s no need for humans to dress up as elves or beastmen.

Many demi-humans are treated as slaves, so some nobles may even would feel humiliated by dressing up like this.

But when Ange dresses up like this, why does it suddenly become so erotic?

It’s very exciting.

As I stared at Angie, I felt the blood rush to my crotch and I began to feel hot.

It's a feeling that every man has experienced

But that doesn’t mean I’m insensitive enough to start embracing Angie in this situation.

Understanding the situation takes precedence over lust.

So, my foolish son, please behave yourself.

Taking a steady breath, I tightened my stomach and sat on the bed, leaning forward slightly so that Angie couldn't see my crotch.

"Why are you doing this?"

I asked Angie, trying to enquire about the situation.

With her eyes wandering and her head swaying from side to side, Ange is as adorable as a real cat.

When she twist her body, her navel changes shape, and when she moves her arms and legs, your upper arms and thighs change shape in a soft manner.

What’s more, her large chest sways back and forth, which is amazing. So Erotic!

When she got pregnant, her breasts grew remarkably. The sheer size and allure were mesmerizing, leaving me in awe. I could barely contain my excitement as I tried, and failed, to wrap my arms around them.

Even now, though they've shrunk a bit since the breastfeeding period ended, they remain captivatingly large, rippling enticingly before my eyes.

I can't wait for the next time she gets pregnant. I'll have her wear the same outfit again so I can compare and relish the changes .

 

It's no good , I can’t stop thinking erotic thoughts.

Unless I get her to put something on, I can’t make any progress.

I take off the bathrobe I was wearing, and Angie blushes.

My little guy is as excited as it ever been , No, I’m not going to embrace you. I really want to, but I won’t!

"Here, wear this."

I hand her the bathrobe.

She might still catch a chill, but that’s better than continuing in this situation.

With all my rationality, I managed to get Angie dressed.

This should be fine for now.

"Why are you dressed like that?"

I speak in a thoroughly exasperated tone, but I have to be blunt; otherwise, I can’t concentrate because of Angie’s charm.

"I wanted to cheer you up because you seemed down Leon."

Angie finally starts speaking, still wearing the cat-ear headband, which makes her look more cute than apologetic.

"I was quite worried when you returned, you seemed so exhausted. I didn’t expect you to collapse from overwork."

"Did I really look that worn out?"

Was it really a bad idea to join the army , I had sleepless nights after witnessing the conflict between the royal family and the duke’s family in the capital, which to say wasn’t good. I didn't want to know.

I couldn't know because I don't have enough self-love to look at my ugly face in the mirror.

I’m not vain enough to look in the mirror and see my ugly face, so I wouldn’t know.

"I just wanted to help heal your heart as your wife."

"I’m genuinely happy about that, but your method is a bit off."

The method is too much and bad for my self-control!

"I heard that men get excited and can’t help but embrace women after a battle."

"Some guys are like that, but that doesn’t mean this is okay."

The issue of soldiers' sexual frustration is a significant problem on the battlefield.

Since life is at stake, it stimulates the instinct to leave behind offspring.

That doesn't mean you can bring a woman into the army.

Many soldiers engage in looting and assault where their superiors can't see.

If left unchecked, it would harm the civilians, and an unappreciative superior might get shot from behind. On top of that, it could lead to a breakdown in military discipline due to problems like homosexuality.

[T/N- no trying to say homosexuality is bad if it done by some straight man just out of desparation then it could lead to bad things]

In the previous war, Some foolish nobles even brought their mistresses and concubines to the battlefield, not fighting themselves instead embracing them but ordering their soldiers to fight to the death.

Such people were executed for military discipline violations after the war.

War is costly, so savvy merchants sell alcohol, tobacco, sweets, and even sexual services.

Some corrupt merchants even sell women and children as slaves after losing their homes to war.

If you overregulate it, it affects morale and risks mutiny, making it a headache-inducing issue.

Thankfully, this war ended in a few months, so we didn’t have to worry too much about discipline.

"A lot of nobles get divorced after the war, so I wanted to prepare various things to take care of you, Leon."

"Where did you get that information?"

"From erotic books, magazines on sex triad, and the wives of local lords I know confided with me. It was quite interesting."

"They’re definitely teasing you."

They taught Ange the wrong information and made our relationship their plaything.

It got me extremely excited, so thank you very very much.

"And the result is this erotic costume?"

Angie nods awkwardly. My wife is cute but there's something dangerous about her.

"Surely, you're not walking around the house in that outfit, are you?"

"I would never do something so embarrassing!"

Angie gets angry, but normally, one wouldn't sneak into the bedroom wearing such an outfit. Glancing around, I notice a gown on the floor beside the bed.

"I visited the bedroom and sneaked into bed, but Leon wasn't there. Just when I thought about leaving, I ran into you coming out of the bathroom and panicked."

"If it's that embarrassing, you should stop."

I sigh and gaze at Angie. Despite being smart, my wife sometimes acts recklessly. Well, it just shows how much she cares about him.

"Sorry for making you worry. I'll be back to normal tomorrow, so get some sleep."

And with that, tonight's fuss is over. I try to wrap up the conversation, but Angie glares at me. This isn't the cute anger from our marital spats, but the controlled anger of a Viscountess. When she gets like this, I can't defy her. She points out my shortcomings as a noble and lord.

"That's a lie."

She narrows her eyes and looks at me. The pressure of a true noble raised to lead is palpable. Not even the cat ear headband she’s still wearing can offset it. If anything, it makes her seem like a predatory beast in disguise, ready to devour me. This absolute authority orders me, 'Don’t lie, answer the question.' When she says that, I can't resist. In the Bartfault family, Angie holds the top position. Despite being the Viscount and head of the family, I'm henpecked by my wife. Not that I mind being under Angie's thumb.

"Usually, you're so full of complaints that I have to soothe and please you. That's who Leon is."

"Don't make me sound like a troublesome child."

"Aren't you?"

"...Yes, I am."

Even when I complain, Angie never abandons me. She worries and takes action. Growing up as one of five siblings, I always felt a lack of parental love, so I tend to rely on Angie’s affection. I don’t act this way in front of our family or children. When it's just the two of us, I don’t intend to stop seeking comfort.

"Despite that, when you're really struggling, you try to solve it alone and make things worse. Usually, it's the opposite."

"You make me sound like a stubborn jerk."

"Usually, you'd be eager to embrace me if I were dressed like this. The fact that you want to go to bed right away is proof that you're now in your lowest."

I can't argue with that. Even if I show vulnerability on purpose to seek comfort, I don't want Angie to see me truly pathetic and be disappointed. Since becoming a lord and have children, I'm more conscious of how others see me. I know I'm pathetic, but I don't want my failures to burden others.

"A lot happened in the royal capital. It seems certain that I'll be promoted."

"It's just a matter of time. Considering your achievements, it's rather late."

"The royal family and the ducal family are trying to win me over and started competing at the party. What are they thinking?"

"They value you that much, be proud, Count Bartfault."

How premature it feels. Every time my reputation rises, a wave of displacement washes over me. If fate had followed its intended path, my brother would have inherited the Bartfault family, and I would have faded into the background, becoming a commoner. By some twist of fate, I survived the battlefield, stumbled upon military success, and, by sheer luck, married a duke’s daughter.

It wasn’t my accomplishments that brought prosperity to our territory; it was Angie’s remarkable skill and tireless efforts. As I experienced the splendor of the royal capital, our still-developing home feels like a dull, mundane countryside in comparison. 

As an added bonus, in the final battle of this recent war, a giant monster controlled by the Fanos Principality and a large ship, likely a lost item kept secret by the Holfault Kingdom, had a fierce battle. Seeing that up close, something clicked inside me. In this world, there are heroes and supernatural lost items that can change the very fate of this world. And then there's me—a small, insignificant being, like a bug crawling on the ground. No matter how much I struggle, I lack the power to resist national conflicts or the tides of change. I'm pathetic, barely able to protect my wife, children, and family. I feel so utterly useless and weak in the grand scheme of things.

Can someone like me truly make Angie happy?

No matter how you look at it Angie is exceptional, brilliant, & that she belongs to a world far beyond my reach. She is everything I am not—graceful, accomplished, radiant.

Am I holding her back, tethering her to this place because of Lionel and Ariel?

To me, and to the Bartfault domain, Angie is indispensable. 

But in Angie's eyes, am I nothing more than a burden?

Now, in the aftermath of this war, my spirit lies shattered and empty.

"Hey, Angie."

"What is it?"

"Are you happy being married to me?"

I unintentionally let out a weak complaint.

Angie's gaze on me is painful.

Even so, as her husband, I want to keep my dignity.

"Are you really happy living in this rural place? No dresses, no jewelry, no acquaintances. Your husband is an ugly upstart who doesn't match you. You were chased out of the capital like a punishment and married to someone like me. Are you truly satisfied with that?"

When I first met Angie, I was in a dire state.

I can never express enough gratitude to Angie for her desperate efforts in nursing me back to health and taking on the management of the domain.

Had I not married Angie, neither I nor the Bartofalt domain would exist as it does now.

I desire her happiness above all, yet whatever I can provide seems trivial compared to what Angie, raised in a ducal family, is accustomed to.

Gradually, however, the ill reputation surrounding Angie in the capital is abating.

Now that the Redgrave Ducal Family has riding the tides in power, many nobles undoubtedly seek to draw closer to her.

It is not inconceivable for her to remarry a noble of better standing than myself.

"Ouch?!"

Suddenly, pain shot through my right cheek, and I couldn't help but scream.

In front of me was Angie, trembling with anger, holding my left arm towards my face.

Ambushing me when my guard is down is one of Angie's specialties.

I can't win against Angie, neither mentally nor physically.

"I was wondering what was on your mind; to think you were just moping around over something so trivial."

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

Her clawing and twisting are making the pain unbearable.

Moreover, Angie's angry face intimidates me, quashing any will to flee.

If I try to run, she’ll just hurt me even more.

I’ve really stepped on a landmine, and it's too late to regret it now.

It's a certainty that I’ll be lectured until Angie’s mood improves.

I hope she spares me from being scolded until I cry.

"Leon Fou Bartfault!"

"Yes!"

"Who am I?!"

I don't understand the point of the question.

But if I stay silent, she'll get even more upset, so I answer for now.

"Angie."

"Official name!"

"Angelica Fou Bartfault."

"So, what does that mean?"

"It means you're my wife."

I state the obvious fact.

Satisfied with my answer, Angie finally lets go of me.

What if it leaves a bruise?

"That's right, I’m Leon’s wife."

"Yeah, and?"

"Don’t you get it? I’m neither a duke’s daughter nor a prince’s fiancée. I’m Leon’s wife."

Saying this, Angie gently caresses my cheek, unlike before.

"True, my arrival was driven by politics, yet it was my heart's own desire to become your wife. For the first time, I made a choice led by my will alone, breaking free from a life dictated by commands."

I couldn't help but what part of me she fell for , uncertainty of not knowing makes my brain hurt.

"Have I ever once said I wanted to return to the capital?"

"But now, with the bad reputation fading, there wouldn't be a problem if you went back to the ducal family."

"Do you want to part with me that much?"

"Of course not."

That’s the one thing I don’t want.

But wanting the woman you love to be happy is a man’s pride.

"I'm not much of a person, Angie. I’m just a man who can barely stand up when you kick me in the rear."

"I’m well aware of that."

My wife is quite harsh, but I’ll let it slide.

"I’m not suited to be a marquis or some bigwig in the central government. People think the domain is well managed because I’m taking credit for Angie’s accomplishments."

"And what’s wrong with that?"

"If the royal family and the ducal family overestimate me, it will spark a power struggle. No matter which side I take, I'll make an enemy of the other."

Compared to the declining royal family, the ducal family’s influence is increasing.

Even someone like me, who isn’t politically savvy, can see that it's only a matter of time before the Holfault Kingdom becomes practically the Redgrave Kingdom.

If that were all, I could simply align myself with the ducal family. However, in the recent war, the royal family unveiled a long-hidden, lost relic. With the power of this relic, surrender would be our only option.Should the duke defy the royal family and fall, every member of the Redgrave lineage would be condemned as criminals. That would include Angie and my children. Such a fate is unthinkable, yet I see no path to victory even if I stand with the ducal house.On the other hand, submitting to the royal family would mean forsaking my father-in-law and brother-in-law. Every course of action seems to lead inexorably to ruin.

"I don't care what happens to the royal family or the ducal family. But I want to avoid dragging you and the others into it."

"Is that what’s troubling you?"

"My empty brain can't come up with a good plan. No matter how I struggle, we’ll get caught up in it."

I speak earnestly to Angie.

I couldn't discuss this with anyone in the family, and as a lord, it's pathetic, but I don't have the wisdom or power to find a way out.

I don't want to just wait for ruin.

"You’re troubled by such trivial matters? That’s just like you, Leon."

Angie’s response is nonchalant.

"Trivial? This is about the royal family and the ducal family’s conflict!"

"Yes."

"The country might split in two!"

"That’s a high possibility."

"No matter which side we take, we’ll earn someone’s hatred!"

"And what does that have to do with the Bartfault domain?"

Despite hearing my concerns, Angie’s expression doesn’t change.

Does she not understand the words?

No, Angie is much smarter than I am; there's no way she can't grasp the facts from the fragments I've provided.

Angie pokes my forehead as if teaching a stubborn child.

"Leon has always said that he holds no loyalty to the royal family."

"Yeah."

"And also exasperated by being dragged into the Duke's troublesome matters."

"I feel sorry for my father-in-law, though."

"Then where is the need to obey? Let them fight among themselves."

"Is that really okay!?"

This woman is starting to say some outrageous things!

"What do you think is the minimum requirement to rule a country?"

"Political skill or charisma, maybe."

"No, it's to monopolize military power."

Angie-sensei explains to me in simple terms.

"If you have power, you can silence those who oppose you. Complaints and dissatisfaction will accumulate, though."

"Then we have no choice but to obey the royal family, right?"

I saw the large ship of the Lost Item in the war. If that large ship attacked the Bartfalt territory, we would have no choice but to surrender.

"Don't you think it's strange?"

"What is?"

"If the royal family had such a Lost Item hidden, why didn't they use it in the previous wars?"

"...That's true."

If they had that power, they could have ended the war much earlier and with fewer casualties. If things went well, the kingdom would have won by a landslide, and there wouldn't be a war this time.

"In other words, it makes sense to think that they couldn't activate it last time, or they were in the process of repairing it."

"So the royal family couldn't use it even if they wanted to."

"And what happened in this war?"

"They fought a super-large monster and got damaged."

Despite the kingdom's victory in this war, it emerged significantly scarred, enduring losses across numerous fronts. The royal family's grand vessel was no exception, suffering substantial damage from the colossal monster's assault.

"Unless the royal family has multiple such ships, it's unnatural to activat

e only one and not the others."

"That's true."

"Therefore, the likelihood of them attacking with Lost Items is low."

With Angie's logical explanation, I feel the fog covering my mind gradually clearing up.

"Moreover, the current kingdom is short on personnel. They would avoid the foolish act of inducing a civil war and reducing their vassals."

"What if a civil war breaks out?"

"We'll think about it then."

Is that really okay? Shouldn't we really be preparing some kind of countermeasures.

"I think you're being too optimistic."

"Then let me ask you this: do you think there was someone who knew in advance that the Alzer Republic would fall?"

When asked that, I can't argue. The Republic truly fell without any warning. The Six Great Nobles who ruled it might know the truth, but most of them lost their lives with the fall of the nation. Even now, the heads of various countries are still trying to uncover the truth.

"The fall of the Republic, intervention from surrounding countries, the re-engagement between the kingdom and the duchy, and the final decisive battle using the trump card. If there was anyone who could foresee all of this to the end, they would be either a god or someone with precognitive abilities."

"So my worries are meaningless?"

"They're not meaningless. It's natural for nobles to anticipate unexpected situations. But fearing an unforeseeable future is foolish."

Angie starts to pat my head. Her gentle touch, like a parent praising their child, is a bit embarrassing.

"We can only choose the best method we think of at the time. So don't be overly afraid. I'm here with you, Leon."

"What if we end up in a conflict with the Duke's house?"

"I have my own feelings for my father and brother. But right now, my top priority is Leon, Lionel, and Ariel. This priority won't change."

Angie kisses me on the forehead. The soft sensation transfers to me. At the same time, a part of my body heats up.

"I don't think I'm a good enough man for Angie to think so highly of me."

"You've been putting yourself down a lot since earlier. What happened in the royal capital?"

Why is my wife so perceptive? If I ever cheated, she'd probably find out in seconds.

"I was invited to the victory celebration in the royal capital. I entered the royal castle for the first time. The walls and floors were polished to a shine, and the furnishings were luxurious."

"Uh-huh."

"Seeing handsome men and beautiful women dressed up, eating delicious food, drinking fine wine, and having refined conversations made me feel shabby."

"I see."

"In the end, I met the prince. He was incredibly handsome. It's no wonder all the women in the country are crazy about him."

"His Highness may look splendid, but he has many shortcomings."

I sigh and look at Angie. She is a beauty that anyone would acknowledge.

Is it really okay for such a beautiful woman to be my wife?

"We don't have the wealth to let Angie live in luxury. At best, we have a hot spring. Only now have I realized how I've made my wife work hard while being married to someone like me. I'm sorry for being a lousy husband."

I lower my head and apologize to Angie. Seeing me like this, Angie starts laughing.

"Oh, I see. So that's what it is."

"What's so funny?" 

"Don't you realize it? Really?"

"I don't know, so I'm asking."

Angie continues to laugh while I'm confused. What's so funny?

"Leon is jealous of His Highness."

Angie has a huge misunderstanding.

"No, no, no, no. That's impossible. Why would I be jealous of the prince?"

"You kept comparing yourself to His Highness, mentioning how 'handsome' he is and being concerned about the splendor of the royal castle."

"I don't care about the stupid prince who broke off his engagement with Angie."

"That's the usual Leon. You would normally make snide remarks and not be overwhelmed by the royal family."

When she says that much, even I start to think there might be something to it. Feeling inferior about living in the countryside, thinking I have no choice but to obey the royal family. I guess I wasn't just tired but convinced myself I lost to the prince. Pathetic.

"Angie, you're amazing. You see through everything."

"Not really. I just noticed because it's Leon."

"I'm so easy to read."

"That's a good thing."

"No, it's not. I want to be a man my wife and children can rely on."

When I lie down on the bed like I'm sulking, Angie comes closer and places my head on her lap. The soft sensation of her thighs on the back of my head feels good.

"So many people died again."

"Yes, they did."

"I'm not a hero. I'm just an ordinary person who could die at any time."

"I know."

"If I die in battle, forget about me and remarry quickly. As long as everyone is happy, that's fine."

"I refuse. I'll wear mourning clothes and visit your grave every day."

"I can't afford to die carelessly, can I?"

"Prepare yourself, because I'll make you so happy that you'll want to live a 100 mor years."

With that, Angie kissed me.

I can't resist. Yes I'm going to be obsessed with her for the rest of my life.

Her tongue invaded my mouth.

Maybe because I've been bedridden lately, I can't resist. Usually, I'm the one who initiates, but today it's the other way around.

"Since I'm relieved, let's sleep now. I'll start working from tomorrow."

" ..... "

When I tried to stop her, she glared at me fiercely.

Wait, did I mess up?

When Angie started taking off her bathrobe, her body was exposed in front of me.

A beautiful face, voluptuous breasts and hips, and a slender waist.

Seeing an absolute beauty in such a provocative outfit made blood rush to my groin.

"Leon, don't you feel anything seeing me like this?"

How do I feel? I want to embrace you.

But, we were in a really heart-warming mood earlier, and if I make a move now, it would seem like I'm only after Angie's body, and that makes me hesitate.

"Did you think I dressed like this because I didn't want you to embrace me? Are you going to ignore my determination?"

Angie said as she leaned over me.

She wasn't particularly strong; I could push her off if I wanted to.

But I was too exhausted to resist.

"Refusing to have sex just because you're not in the mood is quite selfish."

"I'm not trying to make fun of you, Angie."

"On the night before you went into battle, you embraced me until I passed out. Not doing it now is nothing but an insult."

Once again, Angie's lips met mine.

This time, her tongue was more aggressive, mixing with my saliva.

The primal sensation of Angie's body, which I hadn't experienced in a while, stirred something inside me.

I could feel my penis throbbing even without looking.

Instinctively, my body moved, pressing against Angie's form.

Even without intending to, just feeling Angie's entire being after months made my rationality melt away.

Pre-cum seeped from the head of my erect penis, wetting my underwear.

I knew what to do, but like a virgin, all I could do was press my penis against her body.

There's no way Angie wouldn't notice this movement.

She placed her hand over my underwear.

"You're hard."

Hearing Angie, who normally wouldn't say such vulgar words, made my penis even harder.

Then, she slowly took off my underwear.

My penis stood straight up, exposed to the cold air.

"I'm glad that you're excited too, Leon."

Straddling me, Angie adjusted her panties, and her slit came into view.

The familiar vagina I've impregnated multiple times.

Seeing it made my penis even harder.

My mind was consumed with the thought of ejaculating into that soft, tight vagina.

As Angie lifted her body slowly, I rubbed my penis against her.

When she stopped at a certain height, she placed her hand on my penis.

My body wasn't moving, but my penis was twitching and throbbing in Angie's hand as if it belonged to someone else.

I was at my limit; I couldn't wait any longer.

When the head of my penis touched Angie's labia majora*, a wave of pleasure so intense washed over me that I felt I might ejaculate right then.

[T/N- Labia Majora is outer part of valva and valva is outer part of Vagina , yeah today I learned this word so I was like I gotta use it]

As Angie's body slowly descended, an overwhelming pleasure surged up from my penis.

It was hot, slick with her juices, and each fold of her vagina stimulated my penis as if it were licking and sucking it.

The moment Angie's body straddled mine and she settled into the cowgirl position,

"Aaah!"

My penis, succumbing to the familiar sensation of her vagina, released semen, and I nearly lost consciousness in the ecstasy of ejaculation.

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Authors Note

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Since Ange is wearing cat ears as a maid in the original work, there shouldn't be any problem with her approaching in a "Dangerous Beast" style. (Blatant assertion)

In the original work, Leon being adorable when he clings to Angie is cute, so it's time for some flirtation...

Reincarnated Leon knows the flaws of the princes, but to the people of that world, the capture targets would appear to be supreme beings. I wanted to write about Leon struggling with his inferiority complex and being swayed by the surroundings as a mob character.

Also, I wanted to write about Leon being on the receiving end when Angie takes the lead.

P.S.: Thanks to the requester, I had the illustration drawn by Jitsushizu-sama. Thank you.

Jitsushizu-sama

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Translator Note

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seriously way too long next chapter looking long 

too , ah but but but my friends next chapter is a total r-19 chapter. (Ah people who are there too many r-19 chapter don't worry there are not many adult chapter after 2-3 more).