Chasing Night Novel Chapter 72: Yoru’s Wife

Chapter 72: Yoru’s Wife

"Ugh," I grunted as I slowly opened my eyes due to the flash suddenly waking

up from my sleep.

"Oh no, the miss woke up." I heard Rika’s voice whispering around causing

to grunt more as my vision adjusted to the light. "Kenji-san stop it."

My forehead creased as I look up at Rika and Kenji. "What are you doing?"

Kenji chuckled. "Watching the newlyweds sleeping." He showed

his cara, and my eyes widened upon seeing Night hugging

in his sleep. ’Wait! He’s still hugging .’ When I realized that Night was still hugging , I felt my heart thumping so loud that it made

anxious.

"Help."

Kenji chuckled again. "I placed a new cloth on the young master’s hand, you don’t have to worry, milady." He said as he placed his hands on Rika’s shoulder. "We’ll leave the two now." My forehead creased after Kenji gently pushed Rika out of the room and he went out with her. ’That guy really!’ I thought as I sighed.

"Why is this guy still sleeping?"

I sighed again as I stare at the ceiling. Night’s arm is over my body and I can’t move. ’He’ll definitely make a fuss if he woke up like this.’ This ti I’ll tell him off since it’s not my fault he’s clinging to

like this while he’s asleep.

’I’m sohow getting hungry now.’ I thought as I closed my eyes and decided to go back to sleep. Even though it’ll be easy for

to push him off, I didn’t want to disturb his sleep. He looks like he’s sleeping well, and I feel guilty about what happened to his hand anyway.

I’m not that hungry yet and I want to get more sleep since I’ve been sleep deprived the past few days.

When I woke up for the second ti, Night wasn’t around anymore and Rika was sitting beside the futon waiting for

to wake up. "Good afternoon, young miss." She said.

"Where’s Night?" I yawned as I got up from laying on the bed.

Rika smiled. "The young master went to tend to his duties for today. Shall I prepare the lady’s al?" I just nodded while still rubbing my eyes. It’s already afternoon but it’s still snowing heavily outside. I’m still wearing the clothes from yesterday, and now I feel kind of stuffy. When Rika arrived, I ate quickly the food and almost choke due to rushing.

"Young miss? Is there sothing wrong? Why are you in a hurry?"

"O-Oh, it’s nothing," I said as I hid the white sleeves that were tainted with Night’s blood.

"Y-Young miss!"

I flinched after Rika raised her voice while pointing to the sleeve I’m hiding behind my back. "D-Did the lady bleed after doing lovemaking?"

"WHAT?" Where did that co from?

Rika pointed to the blood. "I-Isn’t that blood?"

"No— I an, yes! It’s indeed blood but it’s not mine." I said. "Why would there even be blood in my sleeves? My vagina isn’t located near my arm." I said causing my face to burn due to embarrassnt. ’Why did I spout that?’

Rika was too stunned to speak. "Y-You get it already right?" I told her as I finished my food.

"Then whose blood is that?"

Night probably doesn’t want anyone else to know. But wasn’t Rika here when Kenji was taking pictures of Night and ? ’This is too troubleso.’ I sighed. "It’s Night’s. He accidentally wounded his hand, you saw it right?" Rika nodded so it was easier to make an excuse. After that, she helped

take a bath, and I don’t know what to do next.

"What am I supposed to do now?"

"Wait for the young master to co back," Rika answered while tidying up the room. She also brought my stuff and now it looks like I’ll be staying here for a while. "If the lady wants, I can prepare so tea."

I don’t like to drink tea right now. "Is there anything else to do?" I said out of boredom.

"If the lady wants it, I can accompany the lady while she tours the whole mansion." She said. I guess that’s the only option left for . I stood up from my seat, and Rika went to get my coat for . I’m thankful that I’m not being forced to wear a yukata right now. "Are you ready, young miss?"

"Yes."

I went out of the room and the building’s empty. There’s no one as I walk into the bridge that connects this empty building to the main house. As I walk into the main house, the servants greeted

with the utmost respect.

"Oh, if the lady wants to see the young master training, I can lead the way to the training room." I just nodded since I don’t really care. I only want to pass ti and if that’s fine with everyone, then it’s fine for .

I walked in the hallway towards the said training room, and before we could even enter, I saw Mizuki and Taka peeking at the window outside. "What are you guys doing?" Mizuki almost fall from the box she was standing on but Taka held her and stopped her from falling.

"W-We’re not peeking," Mizuki said which is a complete lie since they were focused on what was going on inside.

"Oh? If it isn’t Noelle." I heard Makoto’s voice from the window. "Are you here to watch your husband train?" He said with that seemingly annoying smile of his.

The door to the training room opened. "You may enter, however, the children with you aren’t allowed," Makoto said as he opened the door. It looks like a dojo if you ask , but I don’t know anything so I’ll just shut up.

"But it’s too cold for the children to stay outside," I said as I got pulled into the dojo.

Makoto then smiled and turned to the two. "You may go back to your chambers. Children aren’t supposed to watch violence."

Taka frowned. "Who are you calling a kid?"

"It’s you." Makoto smiled as he pointed to Taka’s forehead.

Mizuki grabbed my hand and hid behind . "Let them enter." Uncle Touma said with a smile while he wipes his sweat with his judo uniform. ’So it’s really a dojo since they’re wearing uniforms or whatever they call that.’ I thought.

Taka and Mizuki held my hands and the three of us entered with Rika following from behind. Makoto was trying to pull Taka off , but Taka won’t let go.

"Noelle is Yoru’s wife, stop flirting with her." Taka firmly said causing Makoto to flick his forehead. "If Yoru gets angry you won’t be able to escape." Taka’s grip on my hand tightened as he suppressed his tears. I think Makoto’s flick on his forehead was too strong.

We sat on the floor and waited for the match to start. I don’t know what’s going on, and I don’t have any clue about the rules of judo anyway. "Yoru’s the defending champion, did you know that, onee-chan?" Mizuki said with her hand on my leg and she was smiling from ear to ear.

"I didn’t know that."

Mizuki smiled even more. "Uncle Touma used to be the champion but Yoru defeated him when he was 16 years old. Can you believe that? He’s a genius." She said with too much excitent that it made

smile too.

"Is that so? He’s so strong, huh?"

Mizuki nodded thousands of tis. "Yes! Yoru’s the strongest." She proudly said. That’s when the match between Night and Kenji started. ’I didn’t know it’ll be against Kenji.’ "But Kenji’s strong too. They’ve been going at it since they were young. That’s what Tomoe onee-chan said."

Speaking of Tomoe, she’s also here, but she’s sitting across from where I am. She’s staring at Night with a smile on her face. ’It’s obvious that she likes him.’ Right, I still haven’t talked to her about the fake lessons she taught . Her eyes only follow Night, but that reminds

of Night’s wound on his hand. ’Did he get it treated? Kenji knows about it so he’ll probably be easy on Night, right?’

I felt my anxiety filling my heart as I couldn’t take my eyes off Night’s injured hand. ’No one even asked about it as if it’s normal for him to be wounded like that.’ The more I think about it, the more disgusted I feel with this place. I don’t think children like Mizuki and Taka belong to such a violent place.

’Even though I don’t have the right to say anything about that.’ It’s just, thinking about what Night said last night, and the way he grabbed that kunai knife with no hesitations just to protect , makes

feel bad for him.

’I shouldn’t feel bad for soone like him.’ I shook my head to remove unnecessary thoughts out of my head. There are still lots of things for

to do, I can’t diddle around.