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– Kaiser Lucretia’s Memory Loss –

Can you fall in love with the same woman twice?

Kaiser Lucretia let out a snort of laughter upon hearing that question.

Twice? He could easily manage two hundred times, two thousand times. Every morning after their marriage, just seeing Rosalyn lying beside him made him fall for her all over again, leaving him aching with desire. At this rate, he’d surely set a world record that would last until his dying day.

After his grand wedding ceremony with Rosalyn, he had been enjoying blissful days. Every moment with Rosalyn was precious. Even trivial memories became unforgettable treasures. He would never forget anything about Rosalyn. He was confident that even if dementia struck, he would still remember Rosalyn alone.

And yet, that very man had forgotten Rosalyn.

The incident began when a merchant from a distant continent across the sea presented him with a magic lamp discovered in an ancient kingdom.

To uncover the lamp’s abilities, he placed it beside a crystal orb he had seized from an archmage. Because it was known that the ancient kingdom possessed magic that has now vanished from the world, it was enough to pique the curiosity of the highly intelligent emperor.

However, even the archmage’s crystal orb failed to reveal the lamp’s abilities. The transparent crystal orb, which had a faint purple shimmer, was filled with black smoke.

“Oh dear. It seems to be a dangerous object.”

The emperor moved the lamp away from his side and urgently summoned the archmage. This relic from the ancient kingdom was not something he, being such a young and inexperienced magician, could handle.

He went on patrol outside the palace for three days to escape the magic’s influence, worried it might harm Rosalyn. Nothing happened on the first or second day. From morning to evening, he toured villages near the border, and worked late into the night with his advisors. No one noticed anything strange about him. Not even he did.

But on the third day, he collapsed in the middle of the road while returning to the imperial palace. It caused quite a commotion. Though his life wasn’t in danger, there was another problem.

When he regained consciousness, he didn’t recognize Rosalyn.

In the imperial palace bedroom, he blinked his eyes open and stared blankly up at Rosalyn. Tears welled in the eyes of a woman so beautiful it was hard to believe.

“K-Kai. Can you hear my voice? Are you okay?”

A voice like heavenly bells rang sweetly in his ears. Not only was her face beautiful, but her voice was fantastically lovely too. This had to be heaven, and he must be having an audience with an angel. So did that mean he was dead? Even if this place turned out to be hell instead of heaven, as long as he could be with that angel, he’d be fine living in agony for the rest of his life. Had Rosalyn heard this train of thought, she would have been exasperated by it, but it flashed through his mind in an instant.

Eventually, he opened his mouth in a daze.

“Did I die?”

“…?”

“If not, then why is there an angel next to me?”

Rosalyn’s large eyes went round, as if they might roll right out of her head, then narrowed. She smacked his thick chest with a sharp thwack.

“Is this really the time for jokes? Do you have any idea how scared I was? Though I guess if you’re making jokes, you must be okay.”

Rosalyn had become immune to Kai’s heartfelt nonsense about her being an angel or goddess. It was embarrassing the first few times she heard it, but after listening to it every day, she’d learned to tune it out, thinking, “Oh, there he goes with that repertoire again.”

However, having lost his memory, he couldn’t understand a word the angel was saying. In fact, no matter what she said, it probably wouldn’t have registered in his ears anyway, as he was completely entranced by her innocent face.

“Wow…”

“…?”

“You’re so beautiful.”

“…”

“I’ve never seen such a gorgeous woman before. You must be an angel, right? There’s no way you could be human…”

“No, I’m not, so stop it.”

Rosalyn sighed deeply and covered his mouth. To some, her response might seem rather shameless, but since becoming empress, Rosalyn had heard compliments about her appearance at least a dozen times a day. For reference, that’s counting only the compliments she received from people other than her husband. She was now sick of all the flattery—beautiful, alluring, elegant—because she knew it didn’t mean much.

Her husband’s compliments, though… well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so she didn’t count those. Rosalyn figured Kai was completely blinded by love, seeing her as beautiful no matter what she did. Though it was remarkable that he hadn’t taken off those rose-colored glasses after twenty years. But when the most beautiful face in the world complimented her beauty, it didn’t carry much weight. Sometimes she even felt a sense of shame because of it.

But Kai was sincere every single moment. He truly believed Rosalyn’s face was thousands of times more beautiful than his own, which only radiated sculptural perfection and flawless symmetry. If she was shockingly beautiful to him even after seeing her every day, how beautiful must she appear to someone seeing her for the first time? That’s why he always hovered around Rosalyn like a dog with separation anxiety, and whenever a man showed interest in her, he’d charge at them like a fighting dog and ruthlessly chase them away. He maintained a composed facade in front of his wife, but his obsession was so intense that even the emperor of the neighboring continent knew about it.

In that man’s eyes, Rosalyn appeared for the first time, shimmering before him. She was literally blinding. It felt almost sinful to monopolize such a precious divine countenance all to himself. But separate from this strange guilt, he wanted to lock this angel away in a bedroom where no one else could enter and keep her all to himself. He was the emperor, after all—there was nothing he couldn’t do.

But to think this beautiful creation of God wasn’t an angel. Then she must be human. Should such a human even be allowed to exist in this world? Her appearance was so threatening that it would be understandable if a world war broke out over obtaining this woman.

He savored the warmth and soft texture of the palm covering his mouth, along with her sweet scent, then, as if teasing, tickled her skin with the tip of his tongue. It wasn’t intentional—it was instinctive behavior. Even Rosalyn, who was used to this, blushed and pulled her hand away. A wistful sigh lingered on her fingertips.

Now that his mouth was free again, he chattered away as if he’d been waiting for this moment.

“So who are you?”

“Kai, stop fooling around.”

“I’m not fooling around. Come to think of it, you’re the first person to call me Kai. Have we been… close before?”

Rosalyn’s eyebrows furrowed in concern. Only then did she realize the gravity of the situation. The man who used to go around boasting that marrying her was the greatest achievement of his life was now asking what their relationship was. This was a joke that had gone too far.

She looked at him, his eyes as enamored with her as ever, and asked cautiously.

“Kai, do you really not know who I am?”

He blinked innocently like an obedient dog. She couldn’t sense even a trace of his usual mischief. Rosalyn took his hand with her slightly trembling fingers. His palm had already grown damp.

“Listen carefully. I’m Rosalyn Lucretia. My pet name is Rose, and I’m your wife.”

“Angel… you’re really my wife?”

He stammered in disbelief, asking again. When Rosalyn nodded repeatedly, his eyes widened as if they had absorbed all the light in the world. Not even an explorer discovering the most precious treasure of an ancient kingdom would have such a look in their eyes. He froze like a statue that had forgotten how to breathe, then let out a deep exhale and smiled. His face relaxed with childlike innocence, and primal joy and inherent madness rippled through his expression.

“Really… really, I’m truly your husband?”

Tears glistened in his reddened eyes. His throat, overcome with emotion, bobbed continuously. He slipped his fingers between her fingers, then gently pressed his lips to the back of her pale hand, reverent and careful, as if paying homage to an angel. His slightly lowered eyelashes trembled.

“I can’t believe it. That such a beautiful creature is my wife. Why… how…”

His excited chest heaved breathlessly. While he was overjoyed that his angel was his wife, he still couldn’t believe it. Because—

“You married a fool like me?”

Rosalyn’s lips parted helplessly at his incomprehensible leap in logic. She had always thought it impossible to understand her husband’s way of thinking, but Kaiser Lucretia with his lost memories was a serious case. Rosalyn almost held up a mirror to his face before giving up. Her husband truly had no idea how handsome he was—especially when compared to the confidence of the average man.

“Kai, is it just me you can’t remember? Or do you not remember who you are either?”

“I know very well that I’m the Emperor, Kaiser Lucretia. And that this is the imperial palace. I don’t know when we got married, but to have welcomed you as my empress—I must have achieved the empire’s greatest accomplishment.”

“……?”

“Did I perhaps wage war to have you? I don’t have any memory of that, though…….”

…Oh dear. He’s really crazy.

He was already crazy before, but what am I supposed to do with this man?

Rosalyn’s brow furrowed tightly. Every single word that came out of his mouth made her dizzy. His flattery was way over the top. However, she only focused on his slightly unhinged way of thinking and wasn’t worried that he might never remember her again.

Not only was her nature inherently sunny, but the idea of Kai forgetting her forever? In her world, that was impossible. The sun would sooner rise in the west.

But Kai, overwhelmed with happiness, couldn’t see Rosalyn’s distress. After offering thanks to every god in the world, he suddenly asked her.

“Um… may I call you Rose? As a pet name?”

His voice slipped in, thick with embarrassment. Like a youth falling in love for the first time, it was filled with a freshness that was so unlike him. Rosalyn’s eyes widened in surprise—she was used to dealing only with smooth-talking perverts. Is this what it’s like to discover a new kink? she thought absentmindedly.

“You can… call me that.”

“Rose.”

“Mm.”

“Rose, Rose.”

His lips, playfully repeating her name, drew closer and closer to her face. Rosalyn’s cheeks flushed red on reflex.

“Mmm.”

“Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose.”

“Stop, stop calling me that.”

At her protest, his smile grew. He pressed his lips to the curve of her ear and whispered.

“Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose. Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose. Ah, I love this so much.”

***

Is this what innate madness looks like? Cold sweat trickled down Rosalyn’s spine. Her mouth clamped shut, at a loss for words. His straight nose slid in a direct line from her earlobe to her cheek.

Then, soon—smack.

“Rose.”

His lips landed on her cheek.

“…!”

Smack.

This time on her round nose.

Smack.

Finally, even her lips. Her amnesiac husband nonchalantly explored his wife. He pressed his forehead against hers, eyes sparkling as he asked.

“But if we were married…”

His fingers traced along Rosalyn’s neckline, slid over the hollow of her collarbone, and dropped to her cleavage. Rosalyn’s body trembled with a start.

“That means you did all sorts of things with me, right?”

A pervert remains a pervert even after losing their memory. Kai was exactly the same even without his memories. He still praised her beauty, worshipped her existence, and desired to share intimate pleasures with her.

Rosalyn felt reassured by Kai’s unchanged attitude. If she continued to be intimate with him as usual, his memories would surely return soon enough. With that thought, her previously serious mood quickly brightened.

So she didn’t stop his hands as they traveled endlessly downward. She obediently cooperated as he undid buttons at will and pulled down her skirt.

“Hah…”

The man who had rendered his angel naked let out a heated sigh. He could see, touch, lick, suck, and embrace this body every day. He must have saved the world in a past life.

When he shared this sentiment with his wife exactly as he felt it, she covered his mouth again, telling him to stop. Yet it felt like she didn’t truly mean it, so he never ceased his praises as his lips wandered over her pale skin. It seemed she hardly knew how beautiful she was. That’s probably why she had married a fool like him.

He quenched his thirst at his wife’s intimate spring that only a husband could explore, then pulled his swollen member from his pants. He wondered if such a thing could possibly satisfy his angel, but the moment he entered her, she burst into rapturous moans. She wasn’t the only one lost in pleasure. From the instant he pushed inside, the sensation was so intense it made the back of his head tingle. It literally felt like his cock might melt.

He continued his thrusting motions, suppressing the urge to climax over and over again. Her inner walls and his member fit together perfectly like a lock and key. He felt secretly relieved that their marital relations seemed to have been quite intimate.

At the same time, a strange jealousy arose within him. Jealousy toward his past self who had made love to his angel countless times. As he spilled his first seed into his wife’s womb, he vowed to recover his lost memories as quickly as possible.

***

I’m going crazy.

Kai had reverted to his newlywed self.

A year ago, when we were newlyweds, he wasn’t human. He was the textbook example of “even an animal in heat wouldn’t go this far.” On days when he had work, we’d do it whenever there was a spare moment, and on days when he had no work, we’d do it all day long. Literally all day long.

Of course, I loved our sweet intimate time together and let myself enjoy it to the fullest… but after keeping up with that schedule for a whole year, my stamina gave out. It was fortunate that the Empress didn’t have many duties, because if I’d had a heavy workload on top of that, I would have become skin and bones and died. The cause of death would have been either death from sexual exhaustion or overwork. Even now, whenever I sit in my office chair, I can’t lift my head like a sick chicken.

I thought all newlywed couples shared passionate love like we did, but after overhearing the noble ladies’ private conversations, I learned that wasn’t the case at all. When a duchess who had married around the same time as me bragged about how her husband did it three times a day, and even five times during their honeymoon, all the noble ladies present were amazed.

They said the duke was young and had exceptional stamina, while their own husbands only did it once a day during their honeymoon, and after a year, even once a week was difficult. I couldn’t say a word.

As Empress, it was proper to keep my mouth shut and pretend not to hear such intimate conversations, but I also couldn’t relate to what the noble ladies were saying at all. That was the first time I learned that three times a day was considered a lot, and five times was considered crazy. No wonder I was tired every day.

Of course, I didn’t say anything, but the noble ladies who had heard rumors about me praised me. The source of those rumors was obvious—the palace maids, whose lips were looser than sparrows’. Anyway, the imperial couple’s harmonious relationship was a blessing for the empire, so there was nothing to be ashamed of.

In case anyone might wonder why we don’t have children despite being so close, I casually mentioned in passing that His Majesty takes contraceptives because he wants to enjoy our honeymoon period. I said a year of enjoying ourselves would be enough, but His Majesty insisted on three years, so we compromised on two years.

Anyway, after all those exhausting episodes, I finally found a bit of breathing room. I finally had time to relax and even think about what hobby I might pick up. Kai was quite disappointed but didn’t show it much in front of me. My mood is always his top priority, after all.

But this bastard who lost his memory has no conscience or sense of timing. He literally comes at me at all hours. At first, I thought if we worked hard at it, his memory might return, so I cooperated as much as possible, but there’s no sign of his memory coming back.

If that’s not the case… could this bastard have gotten his memory back at some point but is pretending he hasn’t? I’ve been having these reasonable suspicions lately. For someone like Kaiser Lucretia, who’s naturally cunning and shrewd, it’s entirely possible. That’s part of what makes him so appealing, though.

Today marks two weeks since he lost his memory. The imperial palace is peaceful, and the Emperor’s work performance remains as outstanding as ever—his memory is perfectly intact for everything except matters concerning me.

After enjoying myself all morning, I ended up sleeping in until lunchtime, then drank richly brewed black tea and ate pastries with half-closed eyes. I could see sandwiches sitting nearby through my blurry vision, but my hand didn’t reach for them. When you’re drained of energy, nothing else matters—sweets are the best. Plus, the imperial palace pastry chef’s skills are top-notch. Somehow, the pastry chef’s skill at making chocolate tarts seems to improve every day.

After stuffing myself with pastries, I finally managed to get up and shuffled over to the Empress’s office. Kai had suggested more than once that we combine the Emperor’s office with the Empress’s office, but I was firmly against it. I gave imperial dignity as my official reason, but the real reason was something else. I need time alone, too. No matter how much I adore Kai, I want at least two hours a day to spend quietly by myself, with no thoughts at all.

“Your Majesty the Empress, have a pleasant afternoon.”

“Your Majesty the Empress, you look absolutely beautiful today as always.”

“Your Majesty, I’ve placed the documents for your review on your desk. Along with some pastries.”

The elite staff assigned to the Empress’s office greeted me today with their usual bright faces. From noble ladies to elite staff, not a single person looks down on me as an empress from a humble background. Everyone seems remarkably good-natured, or maybe I’m just oblivious—maybe it’s both.

Even though I was four hours late compared to the usual work hours, no one resented me for it. Honestly, since I have no real skills other than typing, staying out of the way is probably the most helpful thing I can do.

The only ways I, as a former office worker, can help these elites are by providing generous incentives and hiring enough staff so that the work of three people is done by five. That’s why the elites in the Empress’s office always leave work on time. I hear the elites in the Emperor’s office are constantly envious of them, and they say they’ll never quit before retirement, so there will never be any vacancies in the Empress’s office. I guess I’m a good boss, except for being incompetent.

Today, I casually opened the office door to stamp some documents as usual. But there was an unexpected guest sitting on the office sofa. Judging by the fact that the elites didn’t report it, the guest must have snuck in. Given who this guest is, I can’t really blame anyone.

“Grand Mage, it’s been a while. What brings you all the way here?”

I greeted him naturally without showing any sign of surprise. The Grand Mage stared intently at my bright face, then quietly muttered some curses. Well, that’s just how he is, so I have to understand. Among all the humans (?) I know, he has the most rotten personality (?). They say magical power and personality are inversely proportional, and he seems to be the perfect example proving that theory.

Thinking his blood sugar might be low and making his irritable nature flare up, I pushed half of the cookies that the pink-haired elite had brought over to the Grand Mage. His brow furrowed even more menacingly.

“Your Majesty the Empress, really… how did you end up marrying that kind of guy?”

“…Excuse me?”

“What’s so good about that scheming, shady guy that you indulge all his childishness?”

After finishing his words, he let out deep sighs while repeatedly picking up cookies to eat. Good thing they seem to suit his taste. These weren’t made by the imperial palace patissier, but by the most popular bakery in the capital these days. The harmony of butter and lemon is absolutely fantastic—if you let your guard down, a whole bag disappears in an instant.

“Would you like more cookies? They seem to be to your liking.”

“No… well, yes. Just two more, please.”

“Two is too stingy, so I’ll give you three more.”

“Good grief, good grief, I really…”

The Grand Mage stopped as he was receiving the cookies and thumped his chest. Thinking his throat might be dry, I offered him tea, and he gulped it down, saying his throat was parched. And then—

“Ugh, forget it. That emperor bastard is already annoying enough, let him get a scolding.”

“???”

“Your Majesty the Empress, do you know why I came here?”

“I don’t.”

“I came because His Majesty the Emperor lost his memory.”

“Ah…! Has His Majesty’s memory returned now?”

I clapped my hands together and my eyes lit up. A halo seemed to shine behind the Grand Mage’s stern face.

“I knew this would happen.”

“What do you mean?”

“Your Majesty, listen carefully. That bastard’s memory returned long ago. It probably all came back about a day after he lost it. The cause of the incident was memory manipulation magic attached to an ancient kingdom’s magic lamp, and when I checked its performance, it was only good for exactly one day.”

“……”

“……”

“……”

Ah, I knew it.

No wonder it felt off every time. The way he knew my erogenous zones too well, his sense for choosing places I liked, and how he’d sneakily push forward with bold moves at just the right moment. There were more than a few suspicious things.

But strangely, even though my suspicions had been confirmed as fact, I didn’t feel betrayed. Maybe it’s because I didn’t suffer much emotionally over it.

Or maybe……

When I just blinked my eyes with a blank expression, the Grand Mage seemed to think I was quite shocked. That wasn’t really the case, but it was too bothersome to explain, so I just kept my mouth shut.

“Your Majesty, if you wish to teach that bastard a lesson, I’ll gladly cooperate. If there’s any magical item you desire, please let me know. With this magic lamp, I can create anything. Though the user’s ability is crucial, so no one but me can actually use the lamp.”

As I listened to his proposal, there was an item that tempted me, so I immediately asked for it. I’m not sure if this could fix Kai’s sneaky habits, but honestly, that’s his charm, so it doesn’t need fixing.

That night.

Pssssh—

After finishing my bath, I sprayed the Grand Mage’s spray on my arm and gasped in surprise.

“Whoa, I actually turned invisible?”

The part where the spray liquid touched became transparent, and I could see the sofa behind my arm through it. I didn’t expect it to work this well, but as expected, the Grand Mage is on another level.

Before Kai entered the bedroom, I sprayed myself all over like I was taking a shower. It’s water-soluble, so it washes off quickly when it touches water. Fortunately, it doesn’t wash off from sweat or bodily fluids.

“He won’t find me. He absolutely won’t find me.”

I stood in front of the mirror and confirmed that I had become invisible. There was no trace of a human to be seen. If I just stay quiet and hide well in a corner, even Kai won’t be able to find me. This absolutely isn’t because I want to spend a new kind of night with Kai—I’m doing this because I want to pay him back for tormenting me for two weeks. The thing Kai fears most is me disappearing. I even considered asking the Grand Mage for a potion that would make me temporarily lose my memory, but I gave up on that idea, worried it might make my already bad brain even worse.

Soon the bedroom door opened, and Kai entered. I hid behind the curtains and quietly watched him.

“Rose, are you already asleep?”

Through the gap in his open robe, his ominously erect member twitched. My detestable love was still pretending to have lost his memory. Normally, when he calls me Rosalyn, he speaks formally, and when he calls me Rose, he speaks casually. But Kai with his “lost memory” mixes them up randomly. There’s no way that brilliant bastard can’t distinguish the difference.

He immediately pulled back the covers to confirm I wasn’t there, then slightly furrowed his brow.

“I can smell Rose… Where are you?”

Goosebumps prickled along my nape. I hadn’t thought to hide my scent—truly, when you’re stupid, your body suffers for it.

Like a dog sniffing for food, he twitched his nose and followed my trail to find me. The distance between us narrowed in an instant. Hidden inside the curtains, I could only swallow nervously, unable to move for fear the curtains would flutter.

Soon, he approached right in front of my nose and tilted his head. His blue eyes flashed red.

“Ah, so that’s what happened.”

“……”

Wh-what do you mean?

“You really are a damn archmage.”

“……”

‘Shit, I’m screwed. He’s always so unnecessarily smart and quick-witted.’

My toes squirmed and curled. ‘Surely he couldn’t have found me this easily,’ I thought, just as he grabbed both my breasts along with the curtains in his hands. I gasped reflexively as my breath caught.

“Yep, these are definitely breasts.”

“…!”

“And the hole must be here.”

He swept aside the curtain separating us, then lifted my right leg and pressed his glans against my entrance. He was as precise as if he could see my body.

“Rose really knows how to turn me on.”

His cock was sucked into my transparent body. Despite the sudden penetration, my body, already accustomed to him, easily accepted him. The corners of his mouth twisted upward. That familiar madness rippled in his blue eyes.

“You knew I’d gotten my memory back ages ago but still played along, and now that I think about it, Rose is more of a pervert than I am.”

“No, that’s not true….”

“Oh, come on. If we’re both invisible, we could have sex outside too, right?”

I hadn’t even thought of that possibility, but of course the Emperor’s imagination is truly imperial in scope.

Anyway, Kai, caught red-handed for having his memory back, readily confessed his faults and showed not an ounce of remorse. Thanks to the archmage’s gift, we had an intense night together. I even sprayed Kai’s body with it…

I’ll keep the various other details under wraps for now, as they might damage the dignity of the imperial couple.

It would be troublesome if rumors spread throughout the empire that both the Emperor and Empress were perverts.

[The End]

 

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That’s it, folks! I think this was the most diabolically smutty web novel that I’ve read in its entirely. That being said, I loved the relationship between the two. Kai’s backstory was so tragic to me though…. Anyway! I hope you guys enjoyed the story. See you in the next one!