The Yellow-Haired Villain in the Female Main Character's Novel Wants Happiness Chapter 138 : Chapter 138

Volu 2

Chapter 62 : Senior, Save !

“Huh? Make her cry?”

Muen looked at the senior in front of him with a bewildered expression.

“Why?”

“Well… let us just say it is for a personal reason of mine.”

Anna said this while winding a strand of hair around her finger.

“You are sure this is not just because you want to ss with ?”

Muen could not help revealing a cold smile that said I have already seen through everything.

“I get it now. This is just so new prank of yours, isn’t it? I am not falling for it.”

“Oh? So junior is unwilling?”

“Of course I am unwilling. No matter what, making so young girl cry for no reason is the sort of thing that gets you struck by lightning, all right?”

“So making your senior cry would be fine?”

Anna touched the corner of her eye, looking on the verge of tears.

“You clearly said before that you would do anything to repay , and yet now you are unwilling to help even with such a small favor. So as expected, a playboy like you cannot be trusted at all? Wuwuwu, senior, is heartbroken.”

“…”

Muen fell silent for a mont, then sighed.

“I can help, but at least tell why. You do not seem like the type who would deliberately bully a younger girl.”

“The reason?”

Anna put away her pitiful expression, rested her cheek against one hand, and let her gaze drift sowhere far away.

At that mont, Muen once again seed to glimpse that loneliness about her, as though she did not belong to this world at all.

“Just think of it as my own selfish desire, junior.”

…

…

“Here, Muen, try our house specialty, the cream stew.”

“Oh, okay.”

“Here, Muen, try our house specialty, the baked escargot.”

“Mm-hm.”

“Here, Muen, try our house specialty, the sirloin steak.”

“Ah, sure.”

Inside the exquisitely decorated little restaurant, a famous composer’s piece was playing.

The lingering lody, together with the singer’s beautiful high notes, flowed from the sound-recording stone like a gently murmuring stream.

The doors and windows were shut tight. In the dim space, several red candles burned atop the pure white tablecloth, their flas flickering and tinting everyone’s cheeks red, just like the crystal-clear wine.

Even the most etiquette-obsessed noble lady would have sighed in admiration at this mont and said that this truly was a perfect candlelit dinner, best paired with the purest feelings of a young man and woman, so that the romance of the atmosphere could bring a date to its finest climax.

At a ti like this, if the boy then took out a ring set with an enormous diamond and followed it with a sincere confession of love, he would surely move the girl to tears and make her resolve that, even if he were a dog, she would marry no one but him.

But that was only if…

The people on the date…

We're not three damn people!

Three!

It was a magical word that would never have anything to do with romance.

The only things that went with three were wardrobes, under the bed, White Album, NTR, “I was here first,” and Fight the Landlord!

The mont a date beca connected to the number three, it already felt like a woodcutting knife could not be far behind!

So—

Senior, save !

Muen dodged while Sherry kept deliberately leaning close and feeding him one bite after another, all the while shooting pleading glances toward the senior who had caused all this in the first place.

But not only did Senior Anna have no intention of saving him, she even quietly clenched her little fist at him.

Do your best! That was probably what she ant.

I'll do my best!

Ever since Sherry learned that he and Senior Anna were on a date, she had beco like a completely different person.

Her aggressive advance carried the montum to lt even a man of steel into a lovestruck, pink-hearted boy.

This was completely inconsistent with your character design, all right?

Have so respect for your black-rimd glasses and your braids!

Do you not know transformations are prohibited here?

At any rate, Muen felt like he was reaching his limit.

He subtly shifted his body.

Only now that Sherry was sitting so close did he realize that beneath her loose uniform, she actually had a figure every bit as good as Anna’s.

But that only made him sit even more stiffly and uneasily, especially with Senior watching the spectacle with obvious amusent.

“Um… Sherry.”

Muen blocked yet another attempt at feeding him and could not help forcing out a bitter smile.

“I am not a child anymore. I can eat by myself.”

“This is a token of my feelings!” Sherry refused to give up.

“I have already felt your feelings!”

“Really?”

Only then did Sherry finally give up her attack and tilt her head as she asked,

“Then is it good?”

“It is good, very good!”

Muen nodded vigorously.

Although he had been so tense that he had not tasted anything at all, at this mont, even if the food had truly been dark cuisine, he still had to praise it with a smile on his face.

“If Muen likes it, that makes so happy.”

Sherry looked delighted, as though that alone was the happiest thing in the world for her.

Looking at Sherry’s shy face, Muen paused for a mont.

But very quickly, he suppressed that tiny trace of guilt in his heart and, smiling, pushed the plate he had tampered with toward Sherry.

“You have been busy for so long. Sherry, you should eat too.”

“I…”

Sherry’s cute eyes behind her black-rimd glasses shifted slightly, and beneath the candlelight, her already shy cheeks turned so red they looked as though water could be squeezed from them.

“I want Muen… to feed with your own hands.”

“…”

The corner of Muen’s mouth twitched, but now that things had co to this, he could only lift a silver spoon with trembling fingers and, under Sherry’s expectant gaze, bring the fragrant food to her lips.

Sherry swallowed it in one bite, her whole face full of bliss.

“It is so delicious. As expected, food fed to by Muen himself tastes the best.”

“I-Is that so?”

Muen responded while nearly staring his eyes out of their sockets.

What the hell?

He had stuffed that food full of mustard!

Was this girl really that fierce?

While he was still thinking that, Sherry had already opened her soft pink lips again, like a baby waiting to be fed.

I want more!

“…”

Senior!

Save !

Muen once again sent out a distress signal toward Anna.

But Senior Anna was fully occupied with battling her steak and had no ti at all to pay attention to this side.

Only that little fist quietly rose again and clenched once more.

Do your best!

Seeing how completely unconcerned she was—how she even seed to want to fan the flas further—Muen suddenly felt as though sothing in his heart had been stabbed hard.

—Senior, if you are this magnanimous, I really am going to feel hurt.

Realizing that he was already completely isolated and without help, Muen took a deep breath.

Do not panic.

Muen, do not panic.

Think on the bright side.

At least if Senior did not care about this sort of thing, then the legendary bloodbath could still be avoided, right?

Which ant that as long as he completed the task Senior had assigned him, and dealt properly with Sherry, then everything could still land smoothly!

That was right. A bright future was waiting for him!

It was only Fate, after all. Watch shatter it with my own hands—

The sound of the wind chi rang out.

At that mont, Muen seed to truly see an endless light flooding into his vision.

But that was not his future.

It was simply because soone had opened the restaurant’s tightly shut door.

“Hello, is anyone here?”

A figure dressed in a maid outfit stood against the backlight, looking into the restaurant.

Perhaps because her eyes had not yet adjusted to the dim light inside, they were narrowed slightly.

At that mont—

At the very instant he saw that face clearly—

The alarm bells in Muen’s mind exploded with a buzzing roar.

He had experienced countless deaths, and yet never once had the warning bells blared as fiercely as they did now.

A horrifying chill pierced straight into his soul like countless needles.

After a brief instant of confusion, shock, and fear, his thoughts began racing madly.

The soul of a scumbag hidden deep within him was fully awakened.

Before those dignified eyes could see him, he abruptly lowered his head and, under the table, wrapped both arms around Anna’s fair thigh.

“Senior, this ti you really have to save !”