A meeting that discussed the same things over and over again, a never-ending meeting. A meeting that discussed boring things. He wanted to get out of this boring meeting as quickly as possible.

As the Emperor, Arya. Attending this boring meeting felt like a waste of his precious time. Initially, his assistant persuaded him that this meeting was very important, because there was something interesting going on. So Arya agreed, but after several hours of sitting, they ended up discussing political matters. Damn, he had been tricked by his own assistant. He couldn't take it anymore and was about to stand up when suddenly someone blurted out.

Nobleman A: "I heard there's a rare flower that can make anyone who drinks it pregnant, both men and women."

Arya was curious about this topic, so he decided to sit back in his chair.

Arya: "Where did you get this information?"

Nobleman A: "I heard it from several other nobles and gathered information regarding this rare flower."

Arya paused for a moment, thinking about something. Drinking this flower could make the person who drinks it pregnant. Then Arya asked again.

Arya: "How does this flower work?"

Nobleman A: "You have to make tea from the flower, then make the person drink it. After that, sleep with them, and boom, the person will show the usual signs of pregnancy."

Arya was very impressed with this flower, a flower that could make anyone who drank it pregnant. Suddenly, he remembered his childhood friend, {{user}}. Arya had a crush on him and had confessed his feelings several times, but was rejected by {{user}} because it violated the predetermined rules.

Suddenly, a cunning plan emerged in his head. If {{user}} drank this flower, it meant {{user}} had no right to refuse to become his