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WMBFM 1

Watch My Back For Me

Translator: Xiang’er’s

Editor: Jennicide

Read at Watashi wa Sugoi Desu!

Chapter 1: An Angel’s Rebellion

Leorino Cashew1, the fourth born son of the Margrave of Brungwurth, lived within their vast territory located along the border of the neighboring kingdom of Fanoren, west of the Agrea continent.

Although the Brungwurth territory was far from the royal capital, its standard of living was good due to its successful commerce with the central government. And Leorino, as the youngest son of a high-ranking nobleman, grew up in good health, received a good education, and was carefully tended to and loved by both his family and servants.

Recently, a shocking incident occurred in both the calm and harmonious Cashew family and the entire territory of Brungwurth. The gentle and lovable youngest child, who had never left the estate before, suddenly began to rebel.

“Say, brother, how long will I have to dress like this?” asked Leorino who was obviously showing his displeasure at the way his clothes had always looked.

Leorino, who was now twelve years old, had begun following his older brother, Gauff, to the stables to complain several times that month. Gauff patted his horse’s nose and turned towards Leorino to give him a sympathetic look, which left Leorino feeling even more annoyed.

“Ugh! Don’t look at me like that, that’ll just make me feel even more dreary. I am not something so pitiful.”

“But it looks good on you, Rino. It suits you well. And isn’t it fine as long as it’s comfortable?”

“No, that’s not the case here!!!” Leorino stomped his foot on the ground angrily.

Gauff’s eyes widened as he watched his younger brother stomp his foot on the ground in a tantrum for the first time in his life.

“Rino… are you well and truly rebelling now?”

“Don’t call me ‘Rino’! And this is not a rebellion! Say that it doesn’t look good! Say it, Gauff !!”

“Wait, what did you just say to me?!” Gauff asked, disbelieving that his lovely and sweet little brother had just addressed him so bluntly.

Leorino looked at his appearance.

He was already twelve years old. If he was in the capital, he’d have been old enough to enter secondary school by now. And while it was true that his hands and feet were much more slender when compared to his older brothers’ own, even when they were his age, still… Would it not be right for him to dress the way he wanted?

As the breeze blew through the stables, Leorino’s soft light blue ribbons swayed along with it. 

“I’m done dressing like this! I’m a man! I said, I am a man!” The horses then neighed as Leorino’s loud voice echoed throughout the interior of the stables.

Yes, Leorino was growing up healthy.

He was treasured by his family as their lovely little princess.

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Leorino had three older brothers. Oriano, who was twelve years older and the eldest of all; Yohan, the second eldest brother, who was ten years older; and Gauff, his third eldest, who was six years older than him. Leorino did not look at all like any of his brothers.

After having two sons who greatly resembled her husband, Augustus Cashew, the famed Margrave of Brungwurth, Lady Maia wanted to have a lovely daughter of her own. In the end, she wound up with four sons as the result of her ambition.

Growing up sheltered, the daughter of the Duke of Wiesen from the central part of the royal capital, Maia loved beautiful, shiny and pretty things.

She had fallen in love at first sight with Augustus, a boy of ten at the time, during one of the capital’s royal balls. He, in turn, courted her passionately when they grew older. At the age of seventeen, she decided to elope and marry the Margrave of Brungwurth. By the following year, she was blessed with their first child.

With dark brown hair and blue-green eyes just like her husband’s, the eldest son Oriano and the second son Yohan were born the most boyish of boys. Her children were very charming, but not in that sparkly, frilly, lovely way that Maia had wanted. And when her toddler’s bubbly appearances quickly came to pass, Maia was left feeling unsatisfied. 

Gauff, their third son, was the result of Maia’s eager anticipation for a daughter. But Gauff was another large baby, just like Augustus’ other sons. Maia may have been delighted to have a newborn to care for, but she secretly vowed to herself that she would try again. Augustus, who had just been ecstatic to celebrate the arrival of his newest son, felt a slight chill for some reason at the very moment she decided this.

Six years after Gauff’s birth, their fourth son, Leorino, came into the world. 

Again, they had a son.

After hearing that her newborn child was another boy, Maia felt both delighted and slightly disappointed. But when she saw her baby for the first time, she burst into tears of joy.

All of her prior sons had straight blackish brown hair and beautiful blue-green eyes, but they were blessed with strong physiques from birth.

Leorino, on the other hand, was a baby with silky white hair that looked like it might melt in the light. His darling pair of violet eyes, tinged with silver, were big and beautiful. Leorino, who slept comfortably with his small hands balled into tiny fists, looked so adorable lying against the lace of Maia’s maternity dress, just like an angel.

He was born a bright and radiant child. As he grew up, his pure white hair gradually darkened to a platinum blonde, just like his mother’s. The light reflecting off those loose curls gave them a lustrous sheen, the glow surrounding him like a halo2, and his large violet eyes were slightly upturned, just like those of a cat. With a narrow nose and smiling lips that were perfectly proportioned to his tiny milk-white face, he was, without a doubt, lovely.

His figure, too, had grown accordingly, without losing any of its beauty. A delicate physique coupled with his gorgeous features produced an adorably angelic young boy that gave off an ethereal and celestial impression.

Growing up, he never once deviated from this beautiful and otherworldly appearance.3 Even his name, Leorino, one that would normally be shortened to “Leo” for a boy, ended up as “Rino” somehow, and he was treated as and fawned over just like a little princess.

As a result of his mother’s bias for all things feminine, he was dressed in shimmery, fluttering clothing from childhood up until the present day, but he had never once complained about it.

Augustus, too, also doted on his youngest son, who was completely unlike his eldest sons and looked fragile and weak. Despite that, his love for his youngest was so great that he still chose to coddle him to this very day.

However, out of the blue one morning, Leorino suddenly told Maia, “Mother, starting tomorrow, I will return to being a man.”

With that, shocking news broke out in the territory of Brungwurth, proclaiming, “The Angel has begun his rebellion.”


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WMBFM Prologue

Watch My Back For Me

Translator: Xiang’er’s

Editor: Jennicide

Read at Watashi wa Sugoi Desu!

Chapter 0: Prologue

This man’s strength was overwhelming. 

“Weak. You’ve become so feeble and out of touch. What a bore, Leorino.”

“You brute! Hmph, mmrph!”

By twisting and turning his wrists, he should have been able to release himself from being restrained even though he had yet to practice the technique with his current body. He knew from past experience that it was a relatively easy task. However, being held by a man so much stronger than him caused Leorino’s hands to be in extreme pain and numbness that he could barely even move himself, let alone his wrists. The strain made his eyes sting. 

Just as he was about to lose consciousness, the other man released him, pulling his arms up over his head and intertwining them together. He then tethered Leorino to the bed. With the man’s palms being twice as big as his own, Leorino was left with no more means to resist.

To him, all of Leorino’s struggles must have been perceived as nothing more than child’s play. He shifted his body to transfer his weight, but Leorino remained completely immobile, held down with just one arm restricting his movements.

The pain in his wrists intensified, so did the numbness, as blood gradually began to refill his numb fingertips after being released from the man’s restraint. Now, it wasn’t only his arms, but his whole body that ached. Leorino shuddered feverishly from being put under so much stress. Being pressed against the bed by a body so much larger than his own, Leorino could no longer tell which part of himself he was able to move.

The corners of his eyes teared up in frustration. This body’s so weak.

“Was I too rough? I could hardly tell…” The man muttered under his breath.

Leorino then felt the man’s lips gently touch the damp edges of his cheeks. As if trying to soothe him, the man’s thin lips kissed away the tears that spilled in small droplets, and Leorino was left staring at the man hovering on top of him with his shimmering violet eyes, glazed over with a light film of moisture.

“Don’t cry, Leorino… Did it hurt? I’m sorry.”

“I’d rather you let go of me than hear your apologies…”

Soon after he said that, Leorino felt the man’s lips press against his tears once more, removing each one as he momentarily passed over Leorino’s trembling eyelids. This soothing gesture made Leorino’s face heat up in acute distress. This was not the kind of relationship we had!

“Ve—Your Highness Gravis, please let go of me! Oww! Ouch! Your Highness!”

Leorino raised his voice in protest and turned his head away, avoiding the warm caresses of the man’s lips; his fair throat was then bitten in retaliation.

The fright was too excruciating for this innocent body that had never once known violence. The man above him licked the wound he had inflicted on Leorino, who was trembling from experiencing such intense pain and crudity, almost as though he was trying to soothe the other.

“Fool—I’ve finally caught you. What makes you think I’d let go of you again?”

“…”

Unsure whether it was because of the pain from the wound itself or the warmth from the tongue licking over it, Leorino failed to hold back his sobs.

“It’s not ‘Your Highness’, you dolt! You should’ve called me like you always did in the past.”

Even though the man was cruelly pinning him down and manhandling him as roughly as he pleased, he still gently traced along Leorino’s cheek with his fingertips, just as one would handle a delicate and fragile thing. His light touches felt so hot against Leorino’s skin, searching earnestly and caressing his nerves directly, as though bidding his body to reach its boiling point.

Leorino felt uneasy. This man had never touched him like that before. Back then, he was a little rougher, like the way one would interact with a friend.

“Leorino… Call me like you did back then.” As the man’s tongue lapped over Leorino’s ear, the words he whispered with hot breath sent an overwhelming tingling sensation racing down the back of Leorino’s neck.

His body was much more sturdy and well-trained than what Leorino remembered. But even when they were just young men, Leorino had always seen this man as someone who dazzled with brilliance from the day they were born. And now, that man had acquired an even greater sense of superiority over the span of a decade. This man now seemed like a completely different person, nothing like the man he had been in the past. If anything, he still had those same strong, masculine good looks and a slightly raspy voice just like before.

But still, I am different now, too.

Leorino was not the same boy who had been this man’s best friend when they were younger.

“I, uhh—! I have no idea what you’re talking about, Your Highness!”

The man hugged Leorino’s slender body, which was too weak to even resist, closer to his chest. As Leorino’s arms slid around the man’s shoulders, he felt himself shudder in response.

“Leorino. No… not that… should I call you ‘Io’ instead?”

It was the first time in a long time that Leorino had heard himself be addressed by that name; it made him feel as if his heart was being crushed. Leorino’s eyes widened as he stared back at the man. He had wavy black hair and indigo eyes splashed with bright golden streaks that made them resemble the starry night sky. 

I see, we’re finally meeting for real…

A nostalgic scent, a familiar face, a confusing longing he had been feeling, a man who was able to see “Ionia” again after eighteen long years, and a last memory that was stained with blood… Nevertheless, this man was an old friend whom “Leorino” had once been in contact with as they had matured in the past.

“I’ve missed you for such a long, long time…”

Me too. I’ve missed you too, Vee…

But with a body like this, there is no way I would be able to fight alongside you anymore. No matter how much I wish to go back to that time, I just can’t.

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