Chapter 30

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Chapter 30

[ Calm down! ]

There was no way that Ignis, whose mind was connected to Frey’s, was unaware of his violent emotional change.

Right now, his master had completely blanked out. Ignis became nervous because he thought that Frey would lose his rationality and rush at her at any given moment.

In the meantime, there was no way to know just how patient Frey had been while pressing down his hidden obsession.

“Frey.”

Yurenia came close.

Her scent was dizzying. He hurriedly blocked his mouth and nose with his hands.

A vein popped on the back of a thin and slender hand.

Without answering, Yurenia pressed her cheek hard to Frey, who looked like he was holding back.

“Should I just go?”

“N-no.”

He stopped as he tried to grab her wrist urgently.

He was careful because he thought her appearance would be disturbed if he touched her even a little. Yurenia snatched the hand he had taken.

“…Noona?”

A bewildered voice came out of Frey. It wasn’t like him. Yurenia smiled gently.

“I guess I’m that pretty.”

“Yes. Very much. So much that I…”

That he wanted to touch and carve red traces over her.

Those last words were stuck in his throat.

Instead, Frey came to his senses and smiled leisurely.

“I thought I was bewitched by Noona and turned into a rock.”

“That’s funny.”

Yurenia, who was laughing out loud, placed Frey’s hand around her waist. With that, his hand flinched.

Her warmth could be felt through the thin dress.

“Hmm. What does this mean? Can I just hug you tight?”

Although he meant it, Yurenia just dismissed it as a joke and changed it.

“Let’s dance, even though there’s no music.”

“…All of a sudden?”

Yurenia nodded her head gracefully, he was enthralled in her arms.

Frey looked strangely at the top of her head as she came right into his arms.

“You said you were curious about my debutante. You said you wanted to dance with me.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Let’s do that now.”

And Yurenia, who had been looking over his shoulder the whole time, raised her chin and made eye contact with Frey.

Her long eyelashes cast long shadows due to the sunlight.

Her silver-gray eyes didn’t look like those of a human being, so if he kept looking at them, he looked like he would be devoured by them.

…He’s barely holding it in.

He placed a lot of strength on Yurenia’s arms around him.

Their bodies were tightly woven together.

The wind was cool and the sun was dazzling.

Even a single hair fluttering in the wind was lovely. He wanted to embrace her until she was crushed into him. But Frey knew it wasn’t the right time yet.

If he were to approach her in a hurry, this lovely person would try to run away because of how burdensome it would be.

‘That won’t do.’

Hiding his inner thoughts, Frey smiled brightly.

“If Noona told me to do it then I don’t have a say.”

“What about dancing once?”

Yurenia smiled brightly, saying that he was making all sorts of fusses about this.

I don’t remember hearing that Frey learned how to dance.

I learned dancing with all my heart because of my debutante, but why did it seem like Frey’s form was better?

For no reason, I tried not to be conscious of him while observing his movements or the landscape of the garden.

The reason was simple.

His persistent gaze, his strong arms around my waist, the state in which our bodies were so close together.

I was so nervous about everything, including his red lips that looked so nicely ripe.

Maybe it’s because he’s grown so much, or maybe it’s because he grew up so sensually different from how he was when he was younger, so I was thrilled out of nothing.

Rather than being excited because I like him, it would be enough to think that I’m meeting my bias—my favorite artist. Holding hands with him, too, made it feel like we’re on a date together.

It’s like the feeling of a successful fan.

“How do you feel? Do you feel better?”

“Will you enjoy dancing with me more than when you debuted?”

I got the gist of the question he threw back at me.

He seemed to be wondering if I would think this was special just like my debutante.

I grew up to be an adult who can speak very well. So I could easily answer him.

It wasn’t actually wrong either.

Dancing with a beautiful man in a pretty garden, with nice weather, a nice scent of flowers.

It was also more meaningful than anything else to dance with Frey, who grew up brilliantly away from Lisandro’s influence.

Of course, there was also the dance I had with Lisandro during the debutante.

The Frey before I returned was infinitely slender.

At that time, he had a pure beauty that stimulated my protective instinct, but now he has become a man with a strong body with a sensual charm that anyone would be mesmerized by.

When I thought of Frey, who would become more attractive over time, my eyes felt delighted.

It’s the same now.

“Dancing with you at this moment is more meaningful and special.”

“……”

“Do you like it?” I asked.

“…Yes. Very much.”

He tightened his arms around my waist and hugged me. A moment later, my feet floated in the air.

When I raised my head in surprise and looked at him, my face was so close to his that our breaths were entangled.

“I’m also thrilled.”

“…Oh, Lord.”

With that insanely low voice and face, I beseeched God without even realizing it.

Frey smiled lowly and asked, leaning down to touch his forehead unto mine.

“Ha ha. Why did you call out to God all of a sudden?”

It’s not bad for a handsome man to come at me, but I want to run away a little bit…

I’m not used to this.

While I was thinking about it, he immediately removed his forehead.

“Noona. Come to think of it, have you forgotten?”

“Huh?”

“You said you have a lot of things you want to tell me once I’ve returned.”

Oh, come to think of it. I was so glad that Frey returned that I completely forgot the contents of the letters.

It’s common for me to forget because I couldn’t do two things at once.

“Right. What do you want to say?”

“Before that, I want to ask you something.”

“What is it?”

Frey stopped dancing and hugged me tightly with both of his arms, as if I was going to run away.

A shadow formed on his face as the sun was shining on his back. His eyes shone brightly in the thick shadow.

“Why did you change your behavior?”

“What behavior?”

The strength of his arms grew stronger as he smiled. His red lips drew an arc and opened carefully.

“You knew that Lisandro would kidnap me and confine me, right?”

“…Huh?”

Those words that I thought no one would know, the question that I thought I would never hear while living, came out of Frey’s mouth.

He didn’t rush me. Rather, he just embraced me more even as I flinched.

“In order for Noona to save me.”

“……”

“You told Lisandro, ‘Don’t force your own feelings’, right? To make sure the same thing won’t happen again.”

His hand slowly came up and wrapped around my cheek. Unlike me, who was hardened by shock, his smile was fleetingly bright.

“You pretended to be fine and held Lisandro’s hand this time, right, Noona?”

He knew everything. The meaning of my actions and the future.

My heart felt like it was freezing, but then it started to beat quickly. It was thumping loudly and I could feel it from head to toe.

The shocking words made me utter a trembling response without even realizing it.

“How do you know that…!”

But my question couldn’t reach him and died down.

“Nooniiiim!”

Because of Lisandro’s mournful call.

“W-Why is he here now?”

I looked at Lisandro with my surprised eyes wide open, then I hurriedly turned my eyes to Frey.

As though I was clinging to him like a snake, I grabbed Frey’s sleeve tightly as his arm was about to be removed from my body. He was caught by me calmly.

“Say it! Tell me before he comes and gets me distracted! What does that mean!”

Even as I spoke urgently and stomped my foot, Frey burst into laughter.

“Don’t laugh and just say it! There won’t be another chance if it’s not now!”

Lisandro has been on high alert since Frey appeared.

I was able to avoid him because it was his training time, but since Lisandro caught me doing this, it might be very difficult to meet Frey alone again.

I grabbed Frey’s arms tightly with both hands and urged him.

“Say it. Give me a hint!”

“I saw the same thing as you, Noona.”

“What? Where…!”

“Noonim!”

I heard a flash from Lisandro. I stomped my foot for a second time today.

When I looked up in tears, Frey shrugged and pointed to Lisandro.

“Can I do it?”

He was asking if he could talk right in front of Lisandro.

I couldn’t talk in front of Lisandro, who knew nothing, so I cried and shook my head.

If Lisandro heard about this, it would have been a relief if he made a fuss about writing a strange novel again with himself.

I couldn’t imagine Lisandro after being shocked to believe that it had already happened.

No matter how incredible the education I gave him, what if he found out that he was actually a murderer who killed me, my parents, and Frey?

Will he be able to remain calm?

So, no, we can’t. In a situation where you can’t even predict what his reaction will be, how can he suddenly say, ‘You killed everyone in the future!’

No way. He’d grown up so well with all my efforts. That’s why, no. Not a chance.

“…What do I do? I can do anything.”

A grim voice intervened, and Frey tilted his head and laughed jokingly.

“Huh? Are you curious?”

“You’re going to have to say it right.”

“But you’re the one who caught me, Noona.”

“Noonim! Let go! Those hands are dirty!”

He sighed and Frey let go calmly.

I had a lot to ask, but I couldn’t because of the interrupter.

I pondered over Frey’s words.

“I saw the same thing as you, Noona.”

You saw the same thing as me? Did he read the novel?

If he saw it, where did he even see it? Does the novel exist in this world?

That’s something that shouldn’t exist…

Wait, if he really learned from reading, it means that the novel does exist here!

I was surprised and looked at Frey. Frey had a strange look.

I asked a question that Lisandro couldn’t understand.

“Just this one. You said you saw what I said earlier. Did you read it through writing?”

“…Writing? No.”

He shook his head in wonder.

“I saw it through my dreams.”

Bite, bite.

Her expression was serious as she was biting her nails. Her cute and lively face was distorted with her irritation.

Bliss glared at the 〈Dawn of the Full Moon〉 in front of her as if she was trying to kill it.

Clink, and her nails crossed and she slammed the book.

“Why are you like that all of a sudden?”

“…It’s nothing.”

“Bliss, you…”

“Mother.”

After cutting off Leah’s words, Bliss smiled brightly. The unpleasant and annoyed look from earlier was gone.

As though she had sweet candy in her mouth, she whispered.

“I will take care of it. I am no longer a child.”

“But I’m worried. You still lack faith.”

A vein sprang out on the back of her hand as she rolled up her hand on top of the book.

As if she is drawing her mother’s death at any moment, she closed her eyes tightly and opened her eyes filled with madness.

“Is it possible? You are always faithfully facing the test that the angel set for you along in the Old Testament.”

“Are you sure?”

“Have I ever neglected a test since we left our home that day?”

Leah, who had just cooked her bacon and placed it on the plate, pondered.

As a child, she never once refused a test given by an angel.

She had continued to be faithful and had never broken through all those years. Leah smiled with satisfaction.

“It’s just around the corner. Be patient. There must be a reason for making the test take a very long time. I’m sure he’ll give you a great present.”

“…Certainly, Mother. I am really looking forward to passing the exam.”

Contrary to her clenched fists on her lap, her voice was so tender. Bliss glanced at the book again. The book is already useless.

‘The demon summoning circle has been erased, how can I tell the angel about this?’

Bliss squeezed her eyes shut.

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