The youngest member of the Erinharte Empire’s Secretariat, Ruarina, has a secret hobby that nobody knows about.
She exchanges secret stories with her penpal friend.
From that anonymous penpal friend, H, Ruarina learned something.
‘Don’t even look at small men?’
If it’s thinner than her wrist, then it’s definitely small—could that really be true?
Her curiosity only grew,
and one day, a handsome junior joined the Secretariat.
“M-mi, sorry!”
It was truly a mistake.
She fumbled around for his thing in the dark closet!
She really couldn’t see anything.
‘……Heston, it’s big.’
The problem was its size.
No matter how she thought about it, it was definitely thicker than her wrist.
There was absolutely no mistake.
After that day, she couldn’t stop being conscious of him.
Her mind became a mess, filled with indecent thoughts.
.
.
.
She slept with him. With her junior.
And in the Imperial Palace’s storage room, no less.
‘You’re insane, Ruarina!’
She screamed silently.
Ruarina Delail, in the end, caused a huge accident!
But then.
“I thought you’d be disappointed if I didn’t suck your chest. You like this, right?”
“Uh, uh-huh, y-yes, I like it.”
For some reason, he seems to know everything Ruarina wants.
The only person she’s ever honestly confessed her preferences to is her anonymous penpal friend living abroad.
How does he know everything?
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