A Match Between the Best of the Best, but the Male Insect Lost His Memory

The Federation has a famously well-matched couple. The female insect is a demon king at the top of the [Council]'s power structure. Her hobby is bricking political enemies into the walls of the assembly hall, making them genuine "pillars of society." The male insect is the Holy Excellency who was hidden away by the [Holy Land] for twenty years. He's cool and beautiful, and a single display of his mental power can make an entire squad of S-rank females drop to their knees. Before their political marriage, they agreed on two rules: When they open the door, they stand together against outsiders and fight side by side. When they close the door, they fight to the death, each relying on their own abilities. The couple's combined assault is so brutal that the entire Federation trembles. Everyone can only pray that they'll turn on each other at home and divorce in a spectacular falling-out. Until an accident really does make the male insect lose his memory. In the hospital room, the young Holy Excellency leans against the headboard, cool and silent, beautiful beyond compare. Only his slightly trembling lashes betray the unease of a male insect with amnesia. --He looks especially easy to bully. The political enemies rub their hands together in gleeful anticipation. They wait for the demon king to close the door, take advantage of the situation, seize the male insect's territory and benefits, and stage a vicious clash between the powerful couple. At a private meeting, the demon king sits at the head of the table, chin resting on one hand, smiling in an easy, unhurried way. Then the Holy Excellency's face, like snow gathered beneath the moon, suddenly appears on the video call. A complaint? A falling-out? Or perhaps a public denunciation? Under the expectant gazes of everyone in the room, the Holy Excellency lowers his eyes and unhappily calls his own female lord by name. "Igris." His tone is reproachful, with a hint of grievance if you listen closely. "How could you leave me all alone at home? Doesn't your conscience hurt?" The political enemies: ...? Wait a second. This isn't the kind of taking advantage of the situation we wanted to see, is it? Then they notice the Holy Excellency's faintly red ears hidden beneath his hair, and the suggestive red marks at his collar. --For fuck's sake. If this so-called fight to the death at home between these two isn't happening in bed, then what is it? :) Content warnings: One-on-one, both inexperienced, each other's first love, and an extra-sweet romance with mutual devotion. Before losing his memory: a cool, world-weary beauty. After losing it: an ice-cream-cold top who tries to act aloof but keeps accidentally letting his real feelings show x a shameless demon king who is casual and ruthless to outsiders, but gentle and wicked toward her top. ***From political creatures to lovesick idiots (they're both political creatures, and both turn into lovesick idiots~ [Notice] This novel is set in a fictional world and has no connection to reality. Please don't draw parallels with real life! Theme: Simply being alive isn't enough. We also need sunshine, freedom, and the fragrance of flowers.