[Protagonist's POV]
Something felt off—like her words carried a reluctant "let's call it even since it was our firsts" vibe.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, nothing's wrong. Well… yeah."
"???"
"Let's just move on. So back then, you both swapped your firsts… but you told the Sword Sovereign to pretend it never happened—said it'd be bad for both of you, right?"
"Ugh…"
Even now, it stung—what a scumbag move. Sure, it wasn't intentional, but saying that to someone who'd sacrificed for his life? The Sword Sovereign's kindness let it slide—anyone else, and a slap would've been deserved, no excuses. He'd braced for it too. Though if she'd hit him, he'd probably be dead.
"…But after saying that, you went and hooked up with Dang Ayeong… and if the Sword Sovereign finds out, you'll get branded a lecher and lose your head—that's it, right?"
"Y-Yeah…"
"Why so shy? You are a lecher. Just own it—say, 'I'm a jerk who forgot the grace of saving my life and slept with another woman.'"
