Heart

When everyone left, Isao didn't leave and decided to rest for a while, but while he did so, he went somewhere to a place where no one was around, and as expected, Freya suddenly appeared and stopped him. 

Still facing Freya at this moment, Isao said, "I am sorry." 

"....." 

Freya fell into a tense silence, her eyes filled with doubt and anxiety as she looked at Isao. "Why are you apologizing? Do you not want to talk to me?" His eyes were devoid of their usual mischievousness, naughtiness, and lust, which made her feel a sense of unease she had never experienced before. 

"No, it's just that I am sorry that I have been half-assed with you." 

Isao took a deep breath, thinking that he had to make it clear to Freya instead of having her worry and let her in the dark of everything. More importantly, when he thought of his attitude toward her, he also felt angry at himself, wondering why he was so messed up. 

"Moreover, I know that you are Syr, yet I still play with your feelings." 

"...you know?" 

"It's hard for me not to notice."

"..." 

Freya fell into silence and didn't know what to say.

Syr was her disguise when she wanted to escape from everything and not to become a goddess known as Freya. 

Being a Freya might be something that many women wish to be, becoming the most beautiful goddess in the world, surrounded by many powerful and extraordinary males, and many females felt jealous of her. 

Yet, for her, it was nothing but a burden, something boring, especially when all of them treated her like a fragile being. 

Syr was that escapade, and it was because she became this figure that she could meet Isao. 

Yet, Isao had known that Syr was hers, so... what would he do? 

Still, this was good since this way, she knew that there was no need to hide anymore, and she could express herself to him without worry, yet why did she feel anxious and nervous? 

"I see..." 

"I am sorry." 

"...why did you apologize?" 

Isao looked at Freya, who was staring at him with reddened eyes, and clearly told her his feelings, "I know what you wish for and what you want us to be, but I have been thinking for so many times. Unfortunately, I really can't accept you." 

In the beginning, he only thought of them as a one-night stand, someone that he would sleep with once, so that way, he wouldn't feel bothered when he thought that she would sleep with others. 

Yet, as expected, it was hard for him not to be bothered by such a fact.

Still, he wanted to continue to sleep with Freya, so he tried to get her to marry Bell Cranel so that he would feel superior, as he thought that he could sleep with the wife of others. 

However, as he continued to think, he realized how stupid and childish his act was. 

Some people might say that he was childish and even prudish, yet so what? 

He had germophobia, so even if Freya was beautiful, he couldn't help but feel disgusted when he thought that she would be used by many. More importantly, why should he sacrifice himself when she couldn't sacrifice herself? 

To love meant to sacrifice. 

Isao understood that, but he was still a man, so why should he let others use his women? 

Don't be kidding! 

He wasn't a cuckold! 

He wasn't the protagonist of a certain country who could let the heroines be close to others! 

If Freya could be trusted, then Isao wouldn't think too much, but when he thought about her past, he really had a hard time believing that she could keep her important place for him alone. 

Yes, in other words, he was just afraid of being hurt. 

Freya was nice and all, but Isao didn't want to get entangled in her unhealthy thoughts anymore. 

There were many women in this world who could give their everything to him, so why should he be with Freya, who couldn't do the same?

Their appearance might not be as beautiful as Freya's, but their hearts were more beautiful than Freya's appearance. 

Knowing all of that, the best way for him to handle his relationship with Freya was to cut their relationship. 

More importantly, with how strong he was, why should he share what he owned with others? 

What was the point of his struggle and hard work if, in the end, the others could enjoy it for free? 

"I am a coward. I'm afraid I can't handle how you let any superior man use your body like a trophy that everyone seeks after. I will hate you, so let's end this, and we can be friends." 

Still, there was no doubt that Freya's existence was necessary for Orario, considering how powerful her Familia was. 

He didn't want to break their relationship, so he maintained a good relationship with them. 

Not as a lover, but as a friend would be good, he thought. 

He would take care of his own family, and Freya should also take care of her Familia. 

Everyone was on their own, and there was no need for him to think about Freya anymore, but—

"????" 

Freya suddenly stepped forward and kissed his lips. 

Isao was startled but subconsciously licked her lips. Still, he could push her away and ask her angrily, "What the hell are you doing?!" 

"You're finally being honest," Freya said softly. 

"...." 

Isao fell silent and knew that he was a possessive, greedy man, and he didn't want others to see him that way; pretending to be nonchalant as if he wouldn't be hurt if those he cared about left him, yet he knew well that he was just afraid of being hurt. 

Being the bad person he was, it was natural for him to see others betray him, but even when he was used, he would be lying if it wasn't hurt, so he had been masking himself with another persona. 

"You don't have to worry." Freya held his cheek softly and said, "For you, I will give you my everything. Even if I have to throw away everything, whether it is my status as a goddess, power, Familia, or even my beauty, I will do it for you. 

"Unlike Hestia and Artemis, I know well how unclean my body is, but please give me a chance. My body hasn't been touched by anyone except you since you came to Orario. 

"If I betray you, then please kill me, so that's why give me a chance.

"Only you, I only want you, Isao..." 

Isao stared at Freya for a while and wondered whether he was so simple. Yet, he also had to say Freya was also so simple, thinking that by sacrificing herself, everything would move him. 

Still—

"There is only one chance." 

"Um~!" 

With a sweet smile on her face, Freya clung to him happily and kissed his lips longingly. 

By then, the two had let go of all the restraints on themselves and engaged each other in madness, enjoying the carnal pleasure that came after their hearts became one. 

Yet, on another part of Orario, Bell clutched his heart in pain as if he had lost something important. 

"Freya-sama..."