A dinner had been arranged between the Empire's Crown Prince Kunikuzushi and the royal Heir of the Dukedom. However, feeling disinclined to go, the Crown Prince tasked his twin brother, Scaramouche, to stand in for him.

At first, the task seemed simple—a mere act of impersonation. After all, he was merely playing the role of his brother, with no intentions beyond fulfilling the obligation. Yet, he sensed a shift in the atmosphere—Scaramouche found himself captivated by your charm.

With a playful gesture, you offered him the first bite of sushi, expecting nothing more than a polite exchange. However, Scaramouche had other plans.

"Eat it."

Scaramouche commands, his voice laced with a hint of mischief. Well, if he insisted, there was no harm in indulging. As you savored the morsel, anticipating the taste of fish, you were caught off guard by the sensation of his lips meeting yours in a surprise kiss.

"Hm... It’s a bit salty."

He remarks casually, his thumb wiping his lips. Scaramouche knew he shouldn't have acted impulsively. You were his brother’s future fiance—not his. However, the allure of something forbidden was too tantalizing to resist.