Chapter 162 - Fantastic Peculiarities Of The Male Protagonists Of This Novel
Fantastic peculiarities of the male protagonists of this novel
A suffocating silence passed. Ricdorian was the first to speak out in the tight air.
“Don’t talk nonsense.”
He soon returned with a cold face and spoke his intentions lowly.
“I won’t tie you up. I won’t lock you up. I won’t do anything I hate the most.”
Seeing that, it must have been. Since childhood, being trapped in chains and prison cells is everything in his world, isn’t it?
It was an understandable reason.
Is he making a difference in one bad thing? It was strange.
“...Hey, isn’t that already a bad thing when you said kidnapping?”
I don’t know what’s different.
“.....”
He looked back at once and turned around. Without answering my question.
“Don’t go anywhere.”
I’m sure he ans don’t run away... The order sounded like a pleading request.
“I have no intention of neglecting you, so it would be better to erase the thought of escaping in advance.”
Returning to the Grand Duke’s stiff tone, he even turned his head. But for so reason, the tone was a little awkward.
“Why?”
Why are you doing this? He said he hates , and now he sees with love-hate eyes.
“Why do I have to answer?”
But there was no answer. If it’s clear what I’ve heard, he left without answering.
I was not hurt by the cold reply. Rather, it was understandable.
I glanced at the door where he disappeared and then slowly stared at the floor.
-Human.....
The white cat, which suddenly appeared, rubbed its body anxiously at my feet.
-Are you okay, Nyang Nyang?
I laughed bitterly. After signing the contract, Pudding’s feelings have vaguely crossed over to my head.
I knew Pudding was worried.
-Human, human, what should we do now? Hmm?
I smiled and patted Pudding’s head playfully.
“My na. You never called once. Huh?”
After signing the contract with , Pudding, who shared all the daily life with , knew and felt a lot. Even though that category is still at the limit of its young personality, it sounds like its thinking quite deeply.
So, Pudding’s concern is not just because of Ricdorian’s ferocious appearance.
“... it’s okay.”
I slowly raised my hand.
On my wrist, there were two bracelets.
It was a gift from Jair a long ti ago.
Sohow, I had no use for all of my magic, but I brought it here.
Neither Chaser nor Marshl knew. Because I didn’t use it in front of them.
It was also my insurance that no one knew because I don’t know when I was going to be kidnapped.
Of course, I was safe thanks to Chaser, his guardian deities, and his capable subordinates who appeared before using this.
“Ha.....”
I give the bracelet a long look. After loosening the bracelet and holding it in my hand, the next thing I went to was the bare bottom of my wrist.
I exhaled shallowly, calming Pudding that was rubbing its body from below.
When I pressed my wrist behind the sigh, blood rushed out. Then slowly... A single pattern was drawn on the wrist.
It was a black rose.
I pressed down on the black rose. At the sa ti, a soft and ecstatic voice as if waiting was heard.
– Hello, Iana.
A low, dangerous voice, as if to hide his anger.
– Where are you now?
***
I didn’t say anything.
Just as Ricdorian had not answered a mont ago, only silence pressed the air heavily.
It wasn’t because I was under pressure again. It wasn’t because the years had passed so smoothly that I was scared by such things.
This tattoo may even convey the sound of breathing, but Chaser would also feel a quiet silence through the tattoo.
This was my first ti communicating with this tattoo. It was also a strange feeling.
This was the ‘insurance’ that Chaser gave .
So that one day I will be able to use it when I am away from him. Since I had never been kidnapped, I had nothing to use it for....
He wouldn’t have thought of such a situation either.
– Iana?
Chaser’s voice continued softly.
-... can you hear ?
It was quiet, but I could feel the impatience creeping in.
-Can you.....answer? If not.
After a brief pause, he spoke again.
-Answer, you don’t want to?
From the side, Pudding raised its hair. It looked like it was going to go downhill at any mont.
But when I quickly brought my index finger to my lips, it felt my will, and it struggled to suppress the sound.
I stroked Pudding as if it did well, then stroked the tattoo. Black light was covered by the palm of my hand.
Soon, I pressed my wrists so tightly that they hurt.
1, 2, 3....
After a few seconds, I raised my hand.
Suddenly the light was off.
“Ha.... “
I checked the restored wrist again and let out the breath I had been holding back.
“Oh my.”
The sound of a grumbling rang out.
Sitting on the sofa wasn’t enough, so I stretched out like I did in Domulit’s mansion.
Wherever I sleep, I should be comfortable like in my own ho. Even if this is a new thing, my posture was so natural. In any dangerous situation, it is a law to get a good night’s sleep.
‘That’s how you use your head.’
As if Pudding had been waiting, it climbed onto my thigh and sat down on my body.
-Human....
Pudding lying on my thigh caught with a worried expression. The white ears wiggled.
-Are you okay, Nyang?
I smirked as I stretched out.
“Will it be okay?”
I dared to cut off the communication with the great villain. He will need ti to decide whether this is intentional or not.
It’s kind of a grace period.
A ti. No, I bought my ti by trickery, but it won’t last long.
I’ll probably have to choose.
“Should I stay here or go back?”
I closed my eyes. The little guardian deity in the shape of a cat cried for a long ti as if comforting .
In my head, I heard a voice asking, “Human, what do you want to do?”
“What should I do about it?”
I closed my eyes and stroked the soft fur.
“Kidnapping or confinent?”
An older brother who will soon find and pursue , and a cold Ricdorian who harbors love and hate for .
What are the options? I smirked. Then I opened my eyes.
Strictly speaking, Chaser didn’t kidnap but I was confined, and Ricdorian didn’t confine , but kidnapped .
... The male characters in this novel are fantastic.
I stopped laughing out loud.
I had a strange feeling. The more I think that the place where I lay my back on is not Domulit, the more I feel like I have to go back to Domulit.
It felt like soone was begging to go back in my head.
It was really weird.
I don’t feel that way, but I can’t believe I feel that way...
However, the body that stretched prevailed over the thought.
“Oh, I’m sleepy.”
For comfort, my dress did not tighten. Thanks to that, it beca a great nightgown for this mont.
Actually, I knew it myself. It wasn’t that I didn’t have any ans I could use while Ricdorian grabbed and moved .
Chaser and Marshl prepared for danger, and as a result, even if I was left alone, they made a hole for to get out of.
Like that tattoo on my wrist.
If I had borrowed Pudding’s power at the very least, I would have steered away that hand that held without any struggle.
“I.”
And where I want to stay...
“I want to be here.”
Pudding flinched at my decision.
But I closed my eyes without saying any more.
“..I wish he just fed well.”
He won’t starve because he was angry, right?
Then should I grab Pudding and eat it?
-I, I can hear you, human!
Such a terrible word!
Pudding, who did not understand the nonsense, jumps up and down, the fur that bristles along has a serious atmosphere.
The voluntary first day of confinent passed like this.
***
Next day.
With a click, the door opened and Ricdorian ca in quietly, startled when he saw lying on the sofa.
Sohow, he had forgotten his cold face and his eyes were startled.
Ricdorian looked at slowly and then blinked. He could not erase the surprise.
“... you’re really good at adapting.”
Even so, I was pulling and dragging sothing like a blanket from sowhere to cover .
It was a really comfortable position. I grinned.
“My specialty is adaptability.”
I adapt to everything. As I said, it didn’t seem like sothing to be proud of.
What’s good is good.
“But what is that?”
Ricdorian was holding sothing in his hand. It was my turn to be surprised this ti as I saw the various trays and plates laid down.
I stared at him as he returned to his original cool face. Then I had my doubts.
“Eat it.”
Eat this?
It was truly a luxurious spread. I was accustod to all the luxuries in Domulit, but these are surprisingly nurous and diverse.
.... Wasn’t I a prisoner here?
Of course, I’m not really a prisoner. It was not sothing that anyone would go out of their way to give when they’re angry.
“...Does the Grand Duke deliver things directly here?”
At that, Ricdorian frowned slightly.
He was just sitting right across from , who was saying sothing. As if telling to eat the food.
Ummm, sitting like that ans watching eat....
“Is it poisonous?”
“What?”
“I’m kidding.”
It was a very familiar conversation to , so it was a question that ca to mind without realizing. Ricdorian had a strange expression on his face.
“From yesterday, you...”
However, he murmured so much that he did not continue to the end.
Well, the thing that people are trying to say when they feel cramped the most....
I don’t know how to cut it off like this. I was curious but didn’t ask.
What can I say to the Grand Duke who raised his word and said, “Don’t do useless things with your whole body right now?”
I just smiled and said.
“Thanks.”
It was just that I was hungry. I couldn’t eat anything at the banquet because I was nervous.
Do you know, I was very nervous about eting you.
“Actually, I thought you’d starve .”
He was so cruel, and he took here with a completely different face than before.
I was a bit worried as I was following along. als should be eaten well.
“...you are still easygoing.”
“Really.”
I lay down on the sofa, raising my head and resting my face on my arms.
My pink hair was flowing smoothly. The hair that was ticulously maintained for the banquet was mine, but I was amazed at its luster.
“You haven’t changed at all.”
“Did you want to change?”
“.....”
Why? The more we talked, the more I felt like I was back in a prison cell.
In front of is a large adult, no more a 16-year-old boy.
Is that why?
“Are you mad at ?”
Without realizing it, like that day in the cage, I asked gently, affectionately.
“Not at all.”
Ricdorian responded firmly.
After a mont of silence, Ricdorian whispered coldly. Then he slowly closed his eyes.
“I didn’t forget that you broke your promise.”
The shards embedded like ice fragnts left scars on both sides of . Because his face never looked comfortable when he said that. The now-heavy voice had a great impact on my heart.
“The fact that you shook off my hand.”
As he said that, he didn’t take his eyes off , with a face I didn’t even want to see.
There were so many things on his face that it was difficult to fathom.
“I will never forget it.”
He spat it out.
“Because I’ve been waiting.”
Why?
“But whether angry or not.”
Gradually, his voice felt more like embarrassed rather than a cold feeling at first.
“...from the beginning, I had no intention of starving you.”
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