How to Steal the Protagonist's Women

[I truly felt how unfair the world is.]

"...Yeah, even I think it's absurd."

I lay on the bed, wearing the pyjamas given to me by the house servant, staring at the ceiling.

As I lay on the guest room bed I was guided to, I recalled what had happened earlier.

When Luna slammed the table and stood up, a system window appeared before my eyes.

[Violin Performance Lv.1 has blossomed.]

[Due to Hand Technique Lv.555, the level of Violin Performance has been adjusted to Lv.46]

If Armonia hadn't mentioned it, I would've just let it slide.

The problem was that I didn't know any songs.

No matter how much that cheat key activated, there was no way I could play the violin without knowing any songs.

But Armonia found a solution and showed it to me.

It was a video, invisible to others, of someone playing the violin.

All I had to do was follow along.

Being good at it wasn't important.

I just needed to appear as if I knew how to play.

But when I finished playing and looked around, everyone was staring at me as if I were a work of art.

I couldn't tell if I had done well, but judging by the expressions of those around me, I assumed it was decent.

Then, when Luna suddenly started clapping with tears in her eyes, others followed suit, also tearing up and applauding.

Except for that bastard.@@novelbin@@

I don't know the true nature of the abilities I possess, but they're definitely cheat-level.

As the performance ended and everyone was still immersed in the afterglow, the sun set, and evening approached. Luna and Louis prepared to leave.

Luna stared at me for a while before silently returning to school.

Suddenly, I remembered the video and asked Armonia.

"Armonia."

[Yes.]

"Who was that in the video you showed me earlier?"

[...]

The video Armonia showed me wasn't some common performance footage.

In the video, a middle-aged man was playing the violin, and the location was one I was familiar with.

It was Armonia's office.

The man in the video, with his handsome features and tall stature, was wearing a neat captain's uniform.

It was the same outfit Armonia was wearing.

Armonia didn't respond to my question.

"Well, if you want to talk about it, let me know later."

[Yes, understood.]

It seemed like there was some backstory.

I changed the subject.

"Karl Fiedrich…"

[Our assumption was correct. The cause of infertility lies with him.]

"He seems so perfect, but I feel sorry for him."

As expected, the cause of infertility was Karl Fiedrich.

I thought he might have some strange fetish, but that wasn't the case.

-[Erectile Dysfunction]-

Sonya hadn't mentioned this specifically, but it was unlikely that she was unaware of it as his wife.

Moreover, given Sonya's frustration, it was likely that he had been suffering from this condition for quite some time.

I had once thought about growing old like that, but seeing his erectile dysfunction made that thought vanish.

I wouldn't want that for myself.

Being impotent isn't a sin, nor is it something to be ashamed of.

That's what I think.

But me becoming impotent is a different matter.

Still, I wouldn't do something as stupid as using Enel to fix that guy.

I truly felt sorry for Sonya.

Her gentle smile and flowing purple hair came to mind…

I felt a surge of desire.

"Am I going crazy…?"

[What do you mean?]

"No, nothing… But Sonya is really pitiful. She's not even thirty yet. She has no outlet for her sexual desires."

Moreover, in my case, it's because of pheromones that I'm affected, but she doesn't seem like the type to turn her attention to other men.

The fact that she didn't fall for that bastard is proof of that.

Just because I call him a bastard doesn't mean he's actually one.

Sonya is the woman who slapped the golden boy among golden boys.

"…Now that I think about it, Sonya was the one who suggested I stay here. Maybe she'll come? Hehe…"

[Even so, it could be dangerous in a household with a husband. Even if she comes, it would be best to politely decline.]

"I'll be gentle, gentle…"

Knock! Knock! Knock!

A cautious knocking sound came from the door.

'…Jackpot.'

[Suho, I strongly advise you to restrain yourself this time.]

'Aww… Fine!'

I pouted at Armonia's words and opened my mouth.

"Come in."

Creak!

The person who entered was unexpected.

"If you have time, I'd like to have a chat."

It was Karl Fiedrich.

"Ah! Come in."

"Thank you. Then…"

In Karl's left hand was what looked like whiskey, and in his right hand were two glasses.

He placed the whiskey and glasses on the table in the room and gave a solemn smile.

"Do you mind if we have a drink?"

"Ah, sure. But I'm not very good with alcohol…"

"It's just a formality, so don't worry too much."

As soon as I sat down, Karl handed me a glass and poured the whiskey.

It was about a finger's width of liquor.

After receiving the glass, I poured one for Karl and took a sip.

'Ugh! My stomach!'

[It's a very strong liquor. You shouldn't drink it like that.]

'Damn, I thought it was sweet like Scotch candy!'

I always thought whiskey was sweet like Scotch candy.

I'd never had it before, so I really didn't know.

My stomach was on fire.

Karl looked at me with a surprised expression.

"It seems you like alcohol more than I thought."

"Haha…"

Karl poured another glass and started talking about the performance earlier.

"To think you've been hiding such talent, you've made us look quite shabby, haven't you?"

"Haha…"

Seeing me laugh awkwardly, Karl didn't press further.

He carefully picked up his glass and downed it in one go.

After placing the empty glass on the table, he kept his hand on it and made a serious expression.

After a long silence, he cautiously asked me.

"What do you think of Sonya?"

"…Professor… right?"

'Is he testing me now?'

[As a merchant, the ability to read people is also part of his talent.]

Karl closed his eyes and made a pained expression at my words.

It was quite different from the atmosphere earlier in the day.

In the meantime, I poured him another glass of whiskey.

After downing it in one go, he looked at me and said something I never expected.

"Would you… hold my wife, Sonya… for me?"

'?..??…??…..????'

[?..???..?.??….?.?.?]

Neither I nor Armonia could understand Karl's words, and we could only send out Morse code in confusion.

***

"Sigh…"

As soon as Luna returned to the dormitory, she washed up, tidied herself, and lay down on the bed wearing a white, dress-like pyjama.

She buried her face in the pillow and recalled the events of the day.

The sudden encounter, the conversation in the carriage, and the performance…

Before coming to the Stura School, Luna's life was monotonous.

She always met the same people, repeated the same routines, and ended her day in the same place.

Luna had been content with that life.

But after enrolling, everything began to change.

Every day was new, and it was so different from her previous life.

And at the centre of it all was a man.

It was both enjoyable… and frustrating.

"You bad person. Even after all those hints…"

As Luna left the Fiedrichs' mansion, she gave him a pleading look.

Come with me.

I want to go back to school with you.

She couldn't say it out loud because of the people around her.

But his expression was just blank as if saying, "Go ahead."

In the end, Luna had no choice but to return to the dormitory in a huff.

Louis kept saying something, but his words didn't register at all.

She remembered what the women at a social gathering had once said.

"Honestly, men are so clueless…"

"Right? If you give them that many hints, they should just come running…"

Luna had thought those women were ridiculous at the time.

'…If you don't say anything, how are they supposed to know?'

Luna had felt sorry for the men they were talking about.

But now that she was in the same position, she understood.

"How foolish…"

She felt foolish.

Luna recalled Seong Suho from the carriage.

When she first saw him in the hall, he was a completely different person, to the point where she didn't even recognize him.

The man who reached out his hand to her.

Thinking of him, her pussy began to heat up again.

"Ha, just one more day…"

Without realizing it, Luna looked around the room to make sure no one was there and burrowed under the covers.

She told herself she shouldn't do it, but today, too, she curled up and began to pleasure herself.

***

Karl had married Sonya four years ago.

Karl, who had no interest in marriage and wandered the world as a violinist, fell in love with Sonya at first sight and persistently courted her.

Sonya hesitated at first due to their age difference, but eventually, she felt Karl's sincerity and married him.

After that, Karl gave up his nomadic lifestyle and took over his father's business, achieving great success.

It was a truly happy marriage.

For one month…

Then Karl suddenly developed erectile dysfunction, and they were unable to have any marital relations.

Sonya tried everything she could to cure Karl's condition, using every remedy she heard about, but there was no sign of improvement.

"…Sonya gave up her promising life to marry me, but I've committed an unforgivable sin against her."

"Professor Sonya wouldn't think that."

Sonya wouldn't resent her husband.

But it was clear that she was living a pitiful life.

She was wasting the prime of her life.

But why did Karl choose me?

"I understand the situation, but there are many better people than me."

"…It hasn't been long, but I've watched Sonya for four years. I could tell by the way she looked at Suho."

According to Karl, Sonya was always the type to listen to him.

But recently, she started talking happily about a certain student, and Karl had a feeling then.

"…You might not know this, but it was the first time Sonya had ever smiled so brightly while talking about someone."

"…"

I communicated through the system.

'I thought I hadn't been caught, but I was already found out.'

[Humans are inherently hopeful creatures. They tend to exaggerate positive aspects and overlook inaccuracies.]

If the tail is long, it will be stepped on.

Even if Sonya's tail had been stepped on, she would've thought it was a misunderstanding.

Humans tend to fill themselves with hope until they're fully caught in their crimes.

Listening to Karl, it didn't seem like he was testing me.

It didn't make sense for him to reveal his shame so openly and make such a request.

After hearing what Karl said next, I was somewhat convinced.

"Actually, for the past few years, I've deliberately left the house on weekends and used separate rooms. I didn't want her to feel self-conscious if she brought a man home."

"But if you do that, Professor Sonya will…"

"I don't want her to live such a hollow life."

But divorce wasn't an option either.

The two loved each other, and Sonya wasn't the type to leave her husband over erectile dysfunction. Karl, on the other hand, was worried that if they separated, Sonya might get caught up in scandal.

He wanted Sonya, whom he loved, to be happy, even if it meant letting go of the Sonya who loved him.

'How ironic.'

[It's a tragic story, but in the end, it's a very favourable situation for you, Suho.]

It was like the pumpkin vine had come bearing fruit.

Karl said that after seeing my reaction today, he was somewhat convinced.

He didn't know the exact nature of my relationship with Sonya, but he could sense the undercurrent of affection.

"That's why I invited you to dinner today."

"…"

"Please. I'll grant any request you have."

Well… there's nothing left to grant since we've already done it all.

He seemed to interpret my silence as hesitation.

It was actually just awkwardness…

I tactfully accepted.

"But if Professor Sonya doesn't like me, there's nothing I can do."

"…Thank you for saying that."

Even though we've already gone far, I didn't say it crudely.

I reassured Karl with a minimal expression that I would respect Sonya.

Hearing my words, Karl looked relieved and stood up.

"If Sonya likes you, there must be a reason. I'll turn a blind eye to everything as long as it doesn't harm her."

"Okay."

"Then I'll take my leave…"

Karl quietly opened the door and left.

The room was filled with silence.

I quietly said to myself.

Hey…

(XX: …? What's up? You're talking to me first.)

Let's do it!

(XX: Yes, Your Majesty!!)

I immediately flew to Sonya's bedroom.

***

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