Seven Sins System Chapter 244. Misunderstanding
"Great. Since it's all settled, then---" I waved my hand dismissively, signaling for Asmo to leave my bathroom. I needed so alone ti, and his constant presence was beginning to grate on my nerves.
But true to his nature, Asmo wasn't one to back down easily. His eyes sparkled with anticipation as he made his request. "I want my present now," he insisted, his voice dripping with impatience.
I let out an exasperated sigh, feeling the weight of annoyance settling on my shoulders. "Your birthday hasn't even arrived yet," I reminded him, my tone laced with frustration. It seed that his eagerness to receive a gift had clouded his sense of ti and reason.
He gave a pleading look, his eyes wide and filled with a hint of desperation. "Please. I need this. I want to brag about it to Luci," he begged, ntioning the na of the lord of pride. Luci, the embodint of vanity and self-importance.
Once again, my gaze t his, and I held it with a stoic expression. I contemplated his request for a few monts, weighing the potential benefits against the inconvenience of indulging his whims. It was a risky gamble, but perhaps giving Asmo his present early would bring a brief respite and a montary peace of mind during my much-needed bath.
I let out a resigned sigh, conceding to his relentless persistence. "Fine," I relented, my voice laced with a mix of annoyance and resignation. "You can find it on my bedside table."
Asmo's eyes lit up with excitent, his expression shifting from pleading to elation in an instant. "Thanks!" With a flicker of dark energy, he activated his teleportation skill, transforming into a swirling aura of shadows that dissipated into thin air. In the blink of an eye, he vanished from the room, leaving in solitude once again.
At last, I could relax again, sinking into the warm embrace of the luxurious bath. The water caressed my weary body, easing away the tension and weariness that clung to .
As I reclined in the soothing water, my mind began to wander. A question nagged at the back of my mind, fueled by curiosity and a desire to understand the extent of my father's manipulations. Did he erase Asmo's mory of our conversation in the mortal realm? It was a puzzle I couldn't quite solve at that mont, and I decided to set it aside for the ti being. There would be a ti and place to unravel the secrets that lay hidden within my father's machinations.
Lost in my thoughts, I was suddenly jolted back to reality by the sound of a familiar voice echoing through the chamber. "Your Highness, may I co in?" The voice, delicate and lodious, belonged to Ivy.
I snorted indignantly, my annoyance mounting. "Go away, Asmo," I retorted, convinced that he was trying to pull off another one of his mischievous disguises. Asmo always had a knack for playing pranks and assuming different identities. It had beco a ga between us, a constant battle of wits and illusions. Double prank wasn't a foreign thing for him.
"It's , Your Highness. I'm not Lord Asmo," Ivy responded, and I felt a flicker of surprise in my gut. The voice that reached my ears was undeniably Ivy's, but a part of remained skeptical, especially after what happened earlier.
I rolled my eyes in exasperation, glancing toward the source of the voice, the door. "Nice try, Asmo," I scoffed, my tone laced with irritation. "Just take your present and go away from my room," I retorted. The last thing I needed was another one of Asmo's pranks disrupting my rare mont of solitude.
There was a brief pause, and then Ivy's voice spoke again, carrying a trace of hurt in its soft timbre. "Your Highness, it's truly , Ivy," she pleaded, her words filled with sincerity.
But I didn't answer. Instead, I remained silent, my skepticism keeping from acknowledging Ivy's plea. The room fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the steady flow of water from the bath. However, amidst the stillness, a new sound erged—a soft, muffled sobbing that grew louder with each passing mont.
I narrowed my eyes, my suspicion deepening. I was certain that this was just another one of Asmo's ploys, another attempt to deceive with his acting skills. He had a habit of creating elaborate illusions, manipulating emotions and situations to his advantage. This wouldn't be the first ti he had tried to dupe , and I was determined not to fall for his tricks again.
With a resigned sigh, I decided to put an end to this charade. I used my teleportation skill and in an instant, materialized in front of the bathroom door. "Stop your act, Asmo—" I began, only to have my words caught in my throat. The sight before rendered speechless.
It wasn't Asmo who stood before , pretending to cry. It was Ivy, her tear-stained face and quivering form betraying the raw emotions she was experiencing. The realization hit like a wave, washing away my skepticism and replacing it with concern.
Her tears flowed freely, and between choked sobs, she managed to utter, "It's not... an act, Your Highness. Don't you want anymore? Are you tired of already?" Her voice quivered, a mix of hurt and pleading intertwining within her words.
Without hesitation, I closed the gap and enveloped her in a tight embrace. My arms encircled her trembling form, offering solace and reassurance.
"It was a mistake, Ivy," I whispered, my voice laced with regret. "I didn't an it. I thought you were Asmo, playing another one of his pranks, trying to bother ." I pressed my cheek against her hair, inhaling the scent of her, hoping to convey my sincerity through the simple act of holding her.
She clung to . "It's okay, Your Highness," she stuttered between hiccups. "You just returned. I just wanted to be here for you, to serve you. But sotis... sotis it feels like I'm not enough."
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