BLBJ 18.4

“… Ugh.”

Eizen opened his eyes, his face blank.

He only remembered being endlessly tormented by the two of them. They took turns, one after the other. They did it simultaneously too.

What surprised him was that Jeremiah didn’t seem to show as much resistance as he’d expected.

He literally didn’t have the strength left to lift a finger.

On top of that, with two huge cocks shoved inside him, he even feared his hole might never close again.

Carefully wriggling his body, he felt between his buttocks and found the hole still slightly damp. Thankfully, it was tightly closed, which reassured him.

Only then did Eizen regain his senses and look at the chat window.

💬Eizen’s up again.
💬That’s a new all-time record.
💬Guess the more people there are, the longer it lasts.

“How many hours… cough.”

A voice cracked so horribly it sent shivers down his spine.

After a few forced coughs, Eizen belatedly scanned the room. Neither Tennes nor Jeremiah was visible.

‘My body feels clean too.’

One of them must have washed him. Though they hadn’t dressed him, of course.

“How many hours have passed?”

💬It’s already the middle of the night.
💬Do you even remember how many hours it’s been?

“No.”

💬It’s been over half a day.
💬It’s basically dawn right now.

Only then did Eizen turn his gaze to the window. Outside was pitch black.

“Haa.”

Could it be that no matter how many people you have sex with, the time just stretches out proportionally to how long it takes with one person? Eizen’s brow furrowed involuntarily.

‘No way. So if I do it with five people, I have to do it for two nights and three days?’

That couldn’t be right. Eizen checked the viewer count, which had plummeted in the meantime.

“You’ve been watching this whole time?”

💬I just left the stream running since I was working anyway.
💬Thinking maybe we should go for a 4-beep next time.
💬Hahahahaha
💬Well yeah, we did a 3-beep, so naturally the next is 4-beep.
💬It’s dawn though?
💬There’s no such thing as too early or too late for XX.

Eizen looked around the room. Still no clothes he could wear.

Why was the Imperial Palace always so desperate to strip Eizen completely naked?

While he bought and slipped into yet another suit, the number of viewers slowly crept up.

‘Ah, right. Potions.’

He was so exhausted he’d even momentarily forgotten he always drank them after sex.

Eizen bought stamina and health potions like an old pro and chugged them down. Usually one bottle was more than enough to recover, but his whole body still felt like a wet rag.

“Guess one bottle wasn’t enough.”

Did it really need to be rationed like this? Eizen frowned. After gulping down another bottle, he finally felt himself returning to normal.

Now somewhat more alert, Eizen flopped down onto the bed.

[Viewers: 39,801]

Compared to the peak viewership, it was a ridiculously small number. But considering it was the wee hours of the morning, even this was staggering.

“Haa… Who should I meet next?”

💬Bartholomew!
💬I’m voting Christian.
💬That’s two votes for Christian. He’s secretly the type to scream his love out loud, isn’t he?
💬Pike. Please Pike. I want to see Pike so bad.
💬Bartholomew would definitely be excited if someone suggested another 3-beep.

Eizen thought the same.

Bartholomew liked anything interesting, and wasn’t he the type who didn’t mind watching sex with others besides himself?

‘Tentacles… Come to think of it, I wonder what happened to the tentacles.’

He must have experimented with all sorts of things. Is it even still alive?

Eizen pushed aside the pointless thoughts and thought of Pike.

‘Pike.’

Wasn’t he the guy who, despite showing such an ascetic side, revealed incredibly perverted tastes? Pike might actually be the one least resistant to things involving multiple people.

Plus, he literally trusts and follows Eizen completely, so he’d probably be fine with anything.

💬Yeah, out of the remaining three, Christian’s probably the toughest wall.
💬Don’t you think Bartholomew would actually like it though?
💬“Actually”?? He looks like the type who’d love it from the start.
💬What does “looks like he’d love it” even mean?
💬Pike’s a pervert so he’s obviously fine with it.
💬His tastes are already ruined beyond repair.
💬Wouldn’t he get turned on watching Eizen with another guy?
💬Tennes gets excited just by showing things to others though.
💬He likes outdoor play. He’s seriously the biggest villain.
💬What does being a villain have to do with liking outdoor play?
💬It means he’s got the hardest kinks.
💬No, Pike has the hardest kinks!
💬Excuse me?! Don’t ignore Bartholomew. He likes tentacle play.
💬The only one who can’t say anything here is Jeremiah.
💬True, Christian’s not exactly normal either though.
💬Jeremiah, the accidental normal one hahaha

Maybe because only people who genuinely love this channel enough to just leave it on and watch constantly gather here, everyone had a great time even without Eizen’s answers.

‘It’s dawn, maybe I should rest a bit longer before going. Where the hell am I supposed to start at this hour?’ 

As he lay flopped out on the bed, sleep started pouring back in.

💬He fell asleep again?
💬But seriously, didn’t the XX S-rank upgrade make a huge difference?
💬Yeah, totally worth leveling it.
💬Isn’t this basically a sign telling him to go straight for the 6-beep?
💬SixthSense, you’re not sleeping? lol
💬I can’t sleep in case the 6-beep happens.
💬I don’t think it’s happening tonight.
💬Eizen’s practically passed out. I’ll DM you the moment it starts.
💬😭 Please do, I have to watch the 6-beep live.
💬Good night.

Eizen stared blankly at the chat window. A small yawn escaped him.

‘I’m not really enjoying this sleepover, but I am tired.’

Eizen slowly closed his eyes.

“Everyone, sleep well.”

Since not all five members appeared, the broadcast remained on.

Eizen jumped up the moment he woke and left the room.

💬You’re up early.
💬I fell asleep with the stream on too.
💬Good morning.
💬Hihi, good morning. Did you sleep well?

People he’d gotten somewhat familiar with through the broadcast exchanged hurried greetings.

He left the room, but no one blocked Eizen’s path. Still, just as he was about to step out of the Imperial Palace with the confidence of someone who’d slept there several times before… he ran into a man.

“Eizen.”
“Jeremiah.”

Eizen’s face flushed slightly. They’d been intimate many times before, but today felt oddly awkward. Was it because there were three of them together now?

Jeremiah also wore a slightly subtle expression, seemingly recalling yesterday.

Quickly erasing that ambiguous feeling, Jeremiah took a step closer to Eizen.

“Where are you going now?”

Jeremiah’s long fingers lightly tousled Eizen’s hair and cupped his cheek.

Why ask when he already knew? Eizen blinked slowly.

“To meet another man.”

The words “I’m sorry” that threatened to slip out were swallowed back. There was nothing to be sorry about, and feeling sorry wouldn’t have changed anything anyway.

Eizen offered a suitable answer.

“I’m not leaving you, Jeremiah.”

“Right, you wouldn’t leave me.” Jeremiah chuckled softly. “But you’re not mine either, are you?”

“Is it not enough for you to hold my hand?”
“If I said it wasn’t, that would be a lie.”

Jeremiah bowed his head, lightly touching foreheads, seemingly not too displeased. His gaze still looked a little complicated.

But no intense emotion was felt. Not the kind of emotion that genuinely wanted to kill someone, that sort of feeling.

“Eizen, are you alright?”
“Me?”
“Yeah. “

He blinked. Jeremiah’s face was filled with an emotion that didn’t quite suit him. The man who always seemed so arrogant was actually ‘worried’.

”Are you sure it was okay to do… the things we did yesterday?”

💬Now you ask?
💬After shaking his hips like crazy yesterday…
💬Should’ve asked back then hahaha
💬Still, the only one who genuinely cares about Eizen is Jeremiah.
💬In bed. In bed.
💬…Sorry?
💬I said the only one who cares about him in bed is Jeremiah.

As the viewers said, ‘Now?’ That thought did cross his mind. After all, hadn’t Jeremiah been so excited yesterday that he thrust his cock deep inside?

“It’s okay.”

Jeremiah exhaled a sigh of relief, barely audible, and pressed his lips firmly against Eizen’s forehead. Contrary to expecting it to pull away immediately with a smack, Jeremiah stayed like that for quite a while.

“…”

Eizen blinked. He noticed the slow rise and fall of Jeremiah’s Adam’s apple. Carefully reaching out, he gently wrapped his arms around Jeremiah’s waist. A small chuckle escaped him.

“Don’t forget.”
“What?”
“That I’m here too.”

Contrary to expectations of him saying don’t go, or it’s forbidden, or that he’d hold on, Jeremiah let go of Eizen cleanly.

Eizen rubbed his forehead, as if the sensation of lips remained there.

“Eizen.” 

Another man’s voice reached him. Startled, he turned his head. Christian was standing there.

“Christian.”

His handsome face, usually adorned with a sly smile, now bore a bitter grimace.

💬He saw him being all cute with Jeremiah.
💬So he thought he picked Jeremiah’s route already?
💬He already looks like he got dumped.
💬Isn’t it a little too late for misunderstandings now? lol
💬What’s he gonna do, announce it here? “Let’s all live together!”?
💬No way.

Eizen approached Christian. He met the man’s gaze, who wore a strange expression as if unsure what to say.

“Your Majesty… I mean. You and His Majesty the Emperor.”
“I didn’t say I’d be with His Majesty.”
“What?”

Christian frowned and swept his red hair back. His expression, now a faint smile, grew even more peculiar.

“Is there somewhere we can talk?”
“Talk.”
“Yes. Do you want to keep standing here and talking?”

Christian nodded slightly, as if understanding.

💬Why here of all places…
💬He and Bartholomew kept acting weirdly close too.
💬Hahaha okay, I didn’t see this coming.
💬I knew something was off when they were having tea together earlier.
💬Does Christian only have Bartholomew as a friend?
💬I mean… isn’t that kind of believable?
💬Yeah, he looks like the type who’d lose all his friends from constantly running around chasing booty.

Eizen was just as dumbfounded as the viewers.

He’d suggested going somewhere to talk. And this was the place they ended up – Bartholomew’s room.

“I heard he slept at the Imperial Palace last night.”

“I see,” Christian said in a slightly darkened voice.

“He didn’t sleep with Christian, did he? Then why is he coming with Christian?”
“Bartholomew.”

True to the Imperial Palace, where secrets were nonexistent, everyone knew Eizen had slept there.

‘Though Christian seems to have just found out.’

Eizen slowly sat down in a chair.

“I didn’t expect you two to be here together.”

Bartholomew smiled with his usual expression. As if he already knew exactly who would be chosen.

Eizen glanced sideways at Christian.

‘It is convenient to talk to both of them at once when they’re together.’

Was this really acceptable? It was obvious that each person would have their own way of accepting that he could choose no one.

The gazes of the three became tangled in a dizzying knot.

“You didn’t choose His Majesty the Emperor, did you, Eizen?”
“Is that something you know? Or just an assumption?”
“I hear that Marquis Nemeo joined him.”

Bartholomew propped his chin up as if he’d found an amusing joke, and smiled faintly. His golden eyes, visible through the transparent glass, looked slightly unsettling. As if he already knew the whole truth.

Eizen lightly traced his parched lips with the tip of his tongue.

“Bartholomew, Christian, this applies to both of you as well.”

Christian still wore a subtle expression, as if he couldn’t quite grasp the situation.

“I cannot choose any of the five.”
“What?”

Unlike the slightly startled Christian, Bartholomew remained perfectly calm.

“Then what do you plan to do, Eizen?”
“The answer’s obvious, Christian. It means he won’t let go of any of us.”

“… That’s right.”
“You’re greedy.”

He’d heard the exact same words from Tennes.

It was true, so he had no retort. It was indeed because of Eizen’s greed.

“So, what you’re saying is…” Christian let out a hollow laugh, as if he couldn’t believe it. “You mean you want to meet all five at once?”

“I suppose that’s what it means.”
“You think that makes sense?”
“It’s the best choice I could make.”

💬It’s the power of donations.
💬Hahahahahaha
💬Too much money to refuse.
💬If it’s 120 million, there’s no saying no.

“Ha…”
“Christian, I understand if you can’t accept it.”
“If I say I can’t accept it, what happens then?”
“If you can’t tolerate me seeing another man, then you’ll just have to let me go.”

Christian burst out laughing, as if he couldn’t believe it.

Unlike Christian, who was flabbergasted, Bartholomew remained calm.

“So you’re saying I can only have one-fifth of you?”
“We won’t divide it exactly like that.”

💬I kinda want to try splitting him into five like Solomon.
💬Bartholomew would definitely say “go ahead, slice him.”
💬Jeremiah would absolutely forbid it.
💬Either way, Jeremiah ends up losing out 😭 he’s just a loyal romantic!
💬Let’s not divide him. The head part would get all the popularity.
💬Hahahahaha why is everyone so casually talking about chopping him up.
💬Chopping is the fairest option…

‘I always feel this way, but everyone just says whatever they want because it’s a game.’

Eizen crossed his arms and met Bartholomew’s golden eyes, which were staring blankly at him.

“It seems His Imperial Majesty and Marquis Nemeo have accepted it.”
“Yes.”

Bartholomew shrugged lightly at the firm reply.

“It’s a bit annoying not to have you all to myself. But having even a part is enough.”
“Is that so?”

It was a simpler answer than expected. He’d thought Bartholomew would accept it well, but not this lightly.

“It means I can keep having a part of you.”

‘A part.’

That word brought all sorts of things to mind. His semen, his hair, even the countless magical potions he concocted.

As if reading Eizen’s thoughts, Bartholomew gave a sly smile. “If I want, I can have you all to myself anytime.”

“By turning me into an animal again?”
“There are plenty of other spells besides that.”
“Wait. Bartholomew, is that really all you have to say?”

“There are only two choices anyway, aren’t there?” Bartholomew chuckled, as if he knew exactly what Christian wanted to say. “Either accept Eizen seeing other men, or leave if you can’t stand it. That’s it, isn’t it, Eizen?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t care. Not that it doesn’t bother me.” Bartholomew gave a slightly ominous smile. “Anyway, the fact that I have some part of him is what matters.”

💬Bartholomew really just agreed so casually, huh.
💬If Eizen had sex with another guy, Bartholomew would probably watch like it’s a documentary.
💬But can Bartholomew’s kink even be shared with others?
💬I mean… with all that milk leaking everywhere, isn’t that kinda… a lot?
💬Yeah, anything lactation-related is definitely a niche taste.

Eizen turned his gaze to Christian. Unlike Bartholomew, who quickly grasped the situation and just accepted it, Christian still wore an expression of utter incomprehension.

“Christian.” Eizen cautiously called his name and took his hand.

“Loving multiple people at once is impossible.” His tone conveyed utter incomprehension.

‘A bit unexpected.’

If you had to pick a playboy among the capture targets, it would naturally be Christian.

Yet Christian saying loving multiple people at once is impossible?

💬Did NOT expect those words to come out of Christian’s mouth.
💬Hahaha is he secretly a one-true-love type?
💬Or is it more like, sure he gets bored of love easily, but he’s never two-timed?
💬Yeah, that sounds about right lol

Eizen let out a short sigh.

As he’d told Jeremiah, it just happened that way. What should he do about it?

Even if it weren’t 120 million won, it was obvious Eizen would have agonized over who to choose.

He liked them all so much he couldn’t pick just one. Even if Christian couldn’t believe that feeling, there was nothing he could do about it.

“That’s what happened.”
“Eizen, do you really think you love all five of us?”
“It’s not that I think it, I know it in my heart. “
“…”
”I like you guys so much I can’t choose just one.”

He met Christian’s gaze squarely.

“So you’re saying you’ll love all five of us equally?”

“Eizen’s been fair to us all this time, hasn’t he?” Bartholomew suddenly chimed in. Christian’s face twisted as if he knew this all along.

“After saying ‘no one can be chosen’… you won’t pick someone else later, will you?” Eizen felt Bartholomew’s gaze, seeking agreement.

Eizen gave a slight nod. He couldn’t be certain how things would change in the future, but he wanted to hold onto this feeling.

Wasn’t that only natural? After saying he loved all five equally, choosing just one later would be too cruel.

“Hah… Bartholomew. Do you really understand this?”
“When I realized Eizen wasn’t treating anyone specially. No, when I realized this whole thing was unfolding like a well-crafted play. I kind of expected it.”

💬Yeah, looks like Bartholomew’s the only one who realizes this is a game.
💬He probably predicted the whole scenario already hahaha
💬I have no idea what goes on in that guy’s head.
💬But he does catch on fast, though.
💬He’s a mage, so he’s probably smart, right?
💬Yeah, he noticed because he’s sharp.

Eizen waited for Christian’s answer.

“I… “

Bartholomew also seemed curious about the answer, leaning in to listen. A brief silence passed.

“Aaaargh!” With a sudden, wild cry, Christian ran his fingers through his hair and let out a long sigh. “You love five people equally? Does that even make sense?”

Christian raised his voice, clearly baffled. “Honestly, I’ve dated several people over the years, but I only ever dated one at a time.”

“Wow. That’s… surprising.”

He meant it. He thought he’d been playing the field as a given.

Bartholomew chimed in with a bored expression. “He is surprisingly pure-hearted. Doesn’t really suit him, though.”

💬Yeahhh calling him “pure-hearted” feels a bit… hmm.
💬The word choice is kinda off, not gonna lie.
💬Dating just one person doesn’t automatically make you a romantic saint.
💬RIP purity, it’s gone.
💬Isn’t he just someone who falls in love fast?

According to Christian, he genuinely loved them all and only dated one person at a time.

“But when I first met you, that woman… what happened to her?”
“Who are you talking about?”
“I can’t remember her name… the one who slapped you.”

“You must have gotten slapped a time or two.” Bartholomew chuckled, seeming to find it amusing.

“I swear I never dated two or three people at once.”
“Ah, right…”
“I’ve broken up with people when my feelings cooled, but I’ve never actually switched to someone else.”
“Yeah…”

Back then, hadn’t he also clung to Eizen and lied that he loved him? It was hard to understand in many ways, but he just nodded.

Anyway, Christian was still agonizing with a face like his head was about to explode.

“Bartholomew, you’ve already decided, right?”

At that, the mage shrugged his shoulders and nodded. “What do you plan to do about it, Christian?”

“Haa.” Instead of an answer, only a long sigh escaped.

“There’s only one possible outcome anyway, Christian.” Bartholomew clicked his tongue in disdain. “Can you really give up on Eizen?”

“I’d understand if he rejected me.”
“So you’d rather choose to be rejected? If he says he can’t bear it, you could reject him Eizen, couldn’t you?”
“Um… Yes, if you need me to.”

He could do that much.

‘Ah, but the condition was choosing all five of them.’

It’s a 120 million won condition, isn’t it?

Eizen’s lips twitched. “But I don’t want to.”

💬Think of NoMoney and SixthSense!
💬We need the 6-beep! Don’t you dare skip it!
💬Christian, the answer’s already decided, you just have to say it out loud.
💬No matter how much he agonizes over it, isn’t there only one possible answer anyway?

He hadn’t expected the biggest womanizer of all to show such strong resistance.

“Christian.”
“Eizen, do you really think it’s possible to love multiple people at the same time?”

Instead of answering, Eizen just smiled. It didn’t feel right to say things like how things had turned out this way or whatever.

“How about giving me a little more time?”
“Would that change anything?”

Considering the affinity, it was already settled.

Jeremiah accepted it. Tennes accepted it. Bartholomew accepted it, just as expected. It was bound to happen anyway.

So what difference would giving more time make?

“Yeah, Christian. Nothing would change.”
“Nothing would change? What are you talking about?”
“Eizen’s words just mean he’ll keep doing what he’s been doing.”

“Putting it that way makes me sound like… a really bad person.”
“Well, it’s true you’ve been walking a tightrope between five people all this time.”

He couldn’t argue with that. Eizen shrugged.

“But, but…”

But what?

Christian was still reeling from the shock.

Bartholomew clicked his tongue in disdain, then ran a frustrated hand through his hair.

“You’ve done threesomes before, right?”
“Is that the same as this?”
“What’s the difference?”

“Wait, hold on. You’ve done threesomes?”

💬Hahaha oh my god, I cannot predict where this conversation is going anymore.
💬They just outed the threesome out of nowhere lolol
💬Wait, hold on. Why does Bartholomew know about it?
💬Don’t tell me he was one of the other two in that threesome?
💬They didn’t do a train together, right?
💬Please don’t say horrifying things 😭

As soon as Eizen asked in shock, Christian waved his hand.

“Only a few times.”
“No, you’re saying you’ve done it.”
“Does that matter?”
“You’ve done a threesome, so why can’t you accept this situation now?”
“Is that the same as this?”
“You’re not trying to say sex is just sex, are you?”
“Back then… it was…”
“Christian, there’s no excuse for that, so just shut up.”

“…”

💬Hahahahs ahh this is supposed to be serious but I can’t stop laughing.
💬What even is this hahaha
💬Seriously, what is happening right now lolol
💬So I guess he doesn’t have any objections to a threesome then.
💬So who did he have the threesome with, anyway?
💬Fr, tell us who it was with, we need to know hahaha

“Who exactly did you do it with?” Taking the viewers’ opinions, Eizen asked instead. Christian’s face flushed slightly.

“Does that even matter now?”
“I’m just curious.”

“Why? Jealous?” Bartholomew chuckled softly.

“Not jealous… more like… I wonder if Bartholomew was there too.”
“Not me. I don’t particularly want to see another guy’s thing.”
“…”
“Ah, of course, yours is an exception.”
“Th-thank you.”
“In the future, there might be times when it’s not just a threesome, but more people together, right?”

How did he even guess that? He didn’t even want to ask.

“Other guys’… Ah, the Emperor is here too. I don’t particularly want to see other people’s dicks. But if it comes to that, I don’t plan on refusing.”
“Should I thank you for understanding this time too?”
“And I’m also curious how you do it with other men.”
“…”
“I’m sure His Majesty the Emperor likes it rough.”

💬Hahahahaha
💬Okay yeah, that was the wrong assumption to make.
💬Honestly, his taste is kinda hard to understand lol
💬I still can’t get over the fact that he has the most romantic kink out of the five.
💬What on earth is Bartholomew imagining. He’s not normal either.
💬Is he picturing getting hit or something?
💬Jeremiah’s characterization might actually be a bit off…
💬Why? That’s exactly what gap moe is!
💬No, no. This is what people call a cold-on-the-outside man.
💬Cold imperial man. But warm to his person.
💬Hahahahaha “cold emperor man.”
💬Okay that’s actually funny.

Eizen said nothing, just smiled. It was pointless to go on and on about Jeremiah’s sexual preferences.

“Haa.” Christian, who had sighed deeply several times during his conversation with Bartholomew, bowed his head with a pained expression. 

“If you’re going to agonize over it that much, just give up.” Eizen stared blankly into Christian’s blue eyes, which were fixed squarely on him.

Unlike Jeremiah, who had accepted it surprisingly quickly, Christian was still lost in confusion.

“…” 

Even if he put on that pitiful expression, he couldn’t suddenly choose only Christian, nor could he just send him away with a ‘You’re out.’ It was a 120 million choice, after all.

Besides, considering the affinity that had built up over time, it was obvious Christian would eventually give in.

“Christian.”
“I… I really don’t know. Eizen.”
“What are you agonizing over?”

Despite Bartholomew’s impatient, exasperated expression beside him, Christian still couldn’t make a decision.

‘It’s not good to keep standing here like this.’

It was just going around in circles anyway. The viewers must be bored.

“Decide now, Christian.”
“Ugh, really…?”
“What do you want to do?”
“…”
“Is it something you absolutely can’t accept?”

Christian, rubbing his red hair roughly, let out another groan.

Eizen sighed. “Do you really need more time?”

“Nothing’s going to change anyway. Christian, what are you worrying about?”

“I… I really… Eizen, you love all five of us equally? Ha.”
“You don’t believe me?”
“I don’t understand.”
“Just accept it, Christian.”

There was nothing else to say.

That’s just how it is. That’s how things turned out. That’s all.

Eizen let out a short sigh.

‘I have to talk to Pike anyway. Should I give him some time?’

Eizen stared blankly at Christian, who was still practically tearing his hair out.

“Think about it some more, Christian. I’ll come back.”
“You’re going to Pike?”
“Yes.”

“Isn’t that a rhetorical question?” Bartholomew chuckled softly.

Eizen just shrugged.

“I’ll be back. Give me your answer then, Christian.”

Eizen rose from his seat. The blue-haired mage watched him, chin propped up, smiling in amusement.