Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 108
I had learned it clearly back in the guiding IV room. A way to stop a rampaging Claude.
Thanks to that, Claude, who had taken another blow to the nose, let out a short groan and backed off.
He’s an S-Class Esper, and I’m not that strong, so it probably didn’t hurt him much. But his frustration showed in the blue veins popping on his forehead as he was continually thwarted.
But even that stopped when I glared at him, ready to bite.
I sighed deeply and got to the point.
“Lord Claude, you said it yourself. You were too young when you were admitted to the Center and roamed the battlefield, so you never learned properly how to interact with people.”
Claude raised his eyebrows as if wondering what I was talking about.
I continued without caring.
“So that’s why you’re so nasty-tempered! So imperious! You keep going around, doing whatever you want! But you said you were sorry and asked me to teach you more from now on, right?”
“…….”
“If I’m going to live with you, through thick and thin, I should’ve known I’d have to teach you everything from A to Z. It’s my fault for not realizing sooner. It’s not just your screwed-up personality that needs fixing!”
“…What are you talking about?”
“Let’s set aside moral education for now— We need to start with s*x education!”
Hah.
A scoff burst from Claude’s lips as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
But I didn’t care.
“You’ve been poorly taught, Lord Claude. S****l relations, especially the ‘first’ time between a man and a woman where there’s mutual affection, should be conducted within the bounds of common sense. Ah, of course, there’s a variety of tastes out there in the world. I might even discover some unexpected preference of my own. I’m not so narrow-minded that I can’t respect that. But!”
“……”
“Even if that’s the case! These are things to try cautiously, one step at a time, after several encounters! Not by mocking, teasing, and tormenting someone like this! Such despicable, shameless behavior is unacceptable. Do you understand?”
Even as I vehemently argued, Claude seemed half-listening, if at all, adding insult to injury with his dismissive attitude.
“When did I ever torment you? I was just trying to make you feel good.”
“That’s my point, you can’t make someone feel good by tormenting them!”
“You’ll miss it.”
“I won’t!”
“You will.”
Where’s the Claude who eagerly asked to be taught? He’s nowhere to be found.
He had no intention of learning, only shamelessly trying to teach the teacher.
I finally exploded.
“The person involved is saying no, Lord Claude! What do you know! How could you possibly know!”
“You’re the one who…”
Claude, devoid of conscience, tried to argue back.
But then he fell silent, his face turning sullen. His usually brazen face now plastered with dissatisfaction.
Oh. It seemed like my words were finally getting through.
Feeling triumphant in seizing the initiative, I demanded,
“Well? Answer me. How would you know when I’m telling you no? What, do you have some kind of psychic power among your abilities? Can you read minds? How else would you know?”
You’d think he’d show some remorse by now.
But Claude, with a deeply aggrieved expression, suddenly said,
“If it’s good, just admit it’s good. Why do you keep denying that you feel good?”
“That’s what I’m saying. How would you know if it’s good for me or not…”
“Why do words matter? Leaving everything else aside, just the way you clenched around me…”
Insane! I covered my ears, shuddering.
“Aaaaaah! This! Exactly this kind of thiiiing!”
“……”
“Your mouth! Just shut it for once! I don’t ever want to know the temperature, humidity, or shape inside me…!”
“…Alright, I was wrong.”
“So your mouth… huh?”
What’s this? He was so brazen just a moment ago, why is he apologizing all of a sudden?
“You’re shy. It might have been too much for the first time.”
“T-That’s exactly what I’ve been saying…!”
“Let’s just do it more, then.”
“?”
…How did we get to this point?
Stunned, I just stood with my mouth agape, and suddenly Claude scooped me up, blanket and all.
“Ah!”
Despite knowing he wouldn’t drop me, my hands reflexively shot out of the blanket to clasp around his neck.
As I looked up at him with wide, shocked eyes, Claude smiled slyly.
“Shall we take a bath together?”
