Alastair gave a twisted smile.
It was easy to see that he was putting on a front with this smooth talk.
Alastair looked impatient and nervous.
On the contrary, I was relaxed.
“You’re jealous.”
“If you know that, please don’t make jealous.”
“I’ll think about it.”
“……Haaaa.. Please Serina.”
‘It’s strange.’
I kept laughing, everything seed fun, and I enjoyed every little thing.
I wanted to get drunker, and I kept drinking wine.
Occasionally, Alastair took the cup from my hand, but in the end it eventually ca back to my hand again.
We drank wine together with one glass.
“Unn……..”
“What’s wrong?”
“Just a little….”
I’m uncomfortable.
After sitting on his sturdy thighs for a long ti, my hips hurt, and my posture was a little uncomfortable.
I tossed and turned on his lap to find a comfortable position.
“Wait, Serina…! If you move like that……!”
“Ah·······.”
As Alastair shouted, I felt sothing of a thrilling size, terribly poking under my ass.
“Ugh……”
While moving, I accidentally pressed on it.
Startled, Alastair’s waist reflexively bucked and moved.
His face was red with sha.
What an unexpected naive reaction. This large man was so cute.
“I’m sorry, Serina.”
“No. It can happen.”
“… I’m sorry.”
Alastair rubbed his face with his hands as if he was trying to cover his burning face.
“But when will it go down?”
“I’m not sure·······.’
Alastair’s words blurred away in a mumble in extre embarrassnt.
I poked fun at him, asking why he was so shy and what caused such a reaction.
Alastair sighed at my mischievous teasing.
“Serina, you’re drunk.”
“No. I’m fine.”
I looked at his white neck.
It occurred to that I would like to take revenge on him for chewing my throat so well.
When I thought that far I already found myself biting his neck.
“Serina ·······!”
As if panicked, his white throat rose red. Either that, or I chewed his throat thoroughly.
It was so amusing to see Alastair flustered.
“I’m now sure ····· You are drunk.”
He murmured quietly.
“I don’t get drunk.”
“When you do things you usually don’t do, you are drunk.”
“So, don’t you like it?”
When I stopped what I was doing, Alastair shook his head right away. He didn’t know what to do with my actions, but he didn’t stop from doing things.
I bit around his collarbone in return, leaving a trace of .
I looked satisfactorily at his neck, which had been plastered red with my marks.
I turned to the clock to check the ti. The minute hand of the clock pointed upward as if it were going to hit the sky. An hour is finally over.
“Ti’s up.”
“… Already?”
Alastair seed not to have enjoyed the whole hour. He had a somber face.
“I should go to bed now.”
I was alert before Alastair ca, but not now. I was so sleepy that it wouldn’t be weird if I fell down right away.
Yawning languidly, I leaned into Alastair’s arms.
Alastair got up from his seat, holding .
He carefully put down on the bed and covered with a blanket.
The bed sank by my side.
I gently opened my eyes and looked to see what was making sink towards them.
It was Alastair. He was on the bed, lying down next to .
“You’re going to sleep with ?”
“You’re asking sothing new. Can’t we sleep together?”
“If you are going to sleep, lie down then.”
Alastair laughed out loud and chuckled, finding my words hilarious.
Regardless, I’m going to sleep.
Alastair lay beside and wouldn’t let go.
He hugged my waist tightly and pulled into his arms. With that power, my pillow was abandoned, and instead, my head settled on his arm.
“I love you, Serina.”
He whispered love into my ear as if it was a promise.
I didn’t answer as usual.
This relationship was very strange.
No, could it be called a relationship in the first place?
Alastair ca to the lford duchy under the guise of “friend,” but I never thought of him as a friend.
So is he like a family?
It wasn’t that either.
There are many different sorts of relationships between people.
Often referred to as family friends, lovers, etc.
But for , Alastair is just Alastair.
He was beyond any definition.
Just, Alastair.
And when it was dawn and the day broke, I sent a letter to the mansion saying I would stay at the Agernia’s ducal estate for the ti being.
I didn’t have any writing skills, and I didn’t feel the need to write a long letter, so I just wrote a note and sent it.
Then I got a reply from Mikhail.
Watch out for Alastair. There’s a ferocious beast sleeping within—what is he saying?
Not once or twice have I stayed in the Agernia mansion for a lengthy ti.
I gave up trying to read the letter riddled with nagging and threw it in the fire.
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