DLBF Chapter 24

Chapter 24 – Be My Lover

Chapter 2, Part 3.1

Novel Title: ルーデンドルフ公と森の獣 (Duke Ludendorff and the Beast of the Forest)

Author：かわい有美子 (Kawai Yumiko)

Illustrator: 周防佑未 (Suoh Yuumi)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 藤森賢士 (Kenji Fujimori -MC), ユリアン ルーデンドルフ (Julian Ludendorff -ML)

*Please read at Novels Space.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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“Good morning, did you sleep well?”

The next morning, as Fujimori entered the dining room, Julian greeted him in Japanese. He was already seated.

Considering that he had spent the previous evening masturbating himself with thoughts of this man, being greeted by such a gorgeous face in the morning light made him realise that he hadn’t come to terms with anything yet.

“…Good morning,” Fujimori replied, unsure of what expression to make.

Seeing Fujimori’s troubled face, Julian furrowed his eyebrows and stood up, coming over to Fujimori.

“You seem down…” 

Julian approached Fujimori with a concerned look as if seeing the discomfort on his face.

“Yesterday, I touched you in various ways without getting your consent, did that surprise you?”

Julian extended his hand, taking Fujimori’s hand as if asking for forgiveness.

Frau Gessner was behind them. But it seemed like Julian didn’t care at all.

Although Frau Gessner glanced over at them, she remained surprisingly calm.

“Well… yeah, a little…”

Fujimori was already surprised that his hand was being taken in broad daylight without regard for others. He was about to respond with the typically ambiguous answer that Japanese people often give. But then he reconsidered, thinking he should be clear about it. Especially with Germans, they like to have everything in black and white. They expect a straightforward “Ja” or “Nein” when answering questions.

However, the guilt from his self-indulgence the night before made him hesitant to respond too harshly right away.

Trying to explain these emotional nuances would only make things more complicated. He didn’t want to stir up trouble.

As Fujimori hesitated, Julian gently urged him forward, pulling out Fujimori’s chair and helping him sit down with care.

This kind of gesture—Westerners really know how to be smooth… But the thought crossed his mind: is Julian already treating him like a partner?

Either way, there was no doubt that he was being treated specially now. It was quite different from how things were yesterday.

Julian didn’t sit across from him as usual, where breakfast was prepared. Instead, he pulled out the chair next to Fujimori and sat down quickly.

He turned his entire body towards Fujimori, and once again, took his hand.

When their eyes met, Julian gave a slightly shy smile.

“I’m still not very familiar with Japanese culture. So I might have confused you.”

Fujimori felt it wasn’t just about cultural differences… He didn’t know where to look at all. So he stared at the hand that was holding his instead.

“Kenji, do you want to be my lover?”

“Pardon?”

What kind of presumptuous way of asking is that… Fujimori’s eyes widened in surprise.

Julian stroked Fujimori’s hand with great care.

“I’ll cherish you, and only you.”

After such a shocking, high-handed question, Julian followed with words filled with passion. Though his voice was low and muffled, up close it sounded much sweeter, almost like a whisper.

“…No.” 

It wasn’t exactly a straightforward proposal. But he didn’t dislike Julian.

In fact, after yesterday and today, he found that even if this man kissed him or held his hand like this, it didn’t bother him at all.

Fujimori decided to squeeze Julian’s hand in return. In response, despite his large frame, Julian gave him a bashful, childlike smile, looking up at him.

“Julian, do you want to be my lover?”

Fujimori found Julian’s smile quite adorable. But he didn’t like just being on the receiving end. So he asked the same question back.

“Of course! If you’re willing.”

With an exuberant reply, Julian embraced him tightly.

He pulled Fujimori close, sitting him on his lap. He then showered him with kisses.

“Whoa…”

Though surprised, Fujimori couldn’t help but laugh as Julian kissed him over and over with such joy.

Still sitting on Julian’s lap, Fujimori gradually started to return the kisses. He wasn’t used to such playful kisses. So it turned into a light-hearted tussle, making them both laugh.

That sweet scent was also making him feel a bit dreamy.

“What is this? The scent is so nice…”

Between kisses, Fujimori brushed his hand behind Julian’s ear and rubbed his nose against Julian’s high bridge as he murmured.

“Scent?”

Julian gave him a mischievous look. He shook his head slightly and then pressed his lips against Fujimori’s again, nibbling lightly.

When Fujimori noticed, Frau Gessner had already left the dining room.

He suddenly felt a bit awkward, realising that she probably didn’t want to stick around for a scene of two men getting cosy so early in the morning.

“I came to Japan because I wanted to see you again…”

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*Translator’s Note: Of course Frau Gessner is calm. She already knows that Julian came to Japan just for Fujimori. Lol! -K

*GLOSSARY: 

• Ja = Yes in German

• Nein = No in German

Next update: 2024.11.13

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