Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 110
“No matter who you are, you can’t do this. Even you… How could you belittle us so… how can you be so shameless…!”
“Lord Claude, this is a blatant crime.”
This time it was a woman’s voice.
“Are you aware of what you’ve done today, Lord Claude? You will face aggravated punishment. You threatened us who tried to stop you, and you kidnapped and forcibly imprinted on a resisting guide. Unauthorized imprinting alone is condemnable, how could you…”
At this, Claude let out a hollow laugh.
“Now every worthless thing thinks they can lecture me.”
“I’m speaking of proper conduct…!”
“Be honest. Did you all rush here like a pack of dogs because of ‘proper conduct’?”
Claude’s growling words left them speechless for a moment.
I wondered what face he was showing to others while he gently stroked my back.
I trembled and buried myself deeper into his embrace. He was the only one I could rely on.
“The circumstances are different! You imprinted without proper procedures while reported for kidnapping, luring, and confining a Guide. I respected you, but I can’t tolerate this…!”
“There will be no compromise.”
Claude cut her off coldly.
“I will bathe and tuck my Guide to bed.”
My Guide cried a lot because of me. He chuckled softly to himself.
The Espers were speechless.
“…”
“Wait quietly until I voluntarily appear. If you’re confident, confront me now.”
It was absurd. The strongest Esper in the Center, especially Claude, who just completed an imprint with a Guide with over 97% match, was at his peak. No Esper would dare confront him.
Claude, mocking them, closed the door leisurely.
As he started walking away, I abruptly lifted my head.
“What are you doing?”
“Doing what?”
“What if they believe we imprinted!”
I whined, hitting his shoulder.
The atmosphere wasn’t right for a ‘Ha-ha, whoops? We didn’t actually imprint! Surprise!’ This was a serious matter.
Especially since he had been reported for kidnapping and confining a Guide. Yet he kidnapped me and imprinted on the same day?
He’d face years of imprisonment.
Despite being hit, Claude kept smiling.
“Innocent little Rose. Did you think that without imprinting, I wouldn’t be able to monopolize you?”
“What do you mean…!”
I tried to argue back. But then, suddenly, Claude cupped my cheek and kissed me, cutting my words short.
Was it my imagination that he was trying to shut me up because he didn’t want to hear any nagging?
“Uh, get away… Ack!”
When I asked him to move away, he really did detach me from his embrace. The place he put me down, struggling, was the bathtub.
Confused, he took away the blanket that had been wrapping my body and started to fill the bathtub with warm water.
“Is the temperature okay?”
“…Yes, it’s fine. Did you really mean it when you said you were going to wash me?”
Wasn’t that just something he said? An individual who seemed like he would never have to wash anyone in his life…
Why is he doing this…?
When Claude acts affectionately, my first instinct is to doubt. I narrowed my eyes at him, and he laughed in a low voice, as if finding it absurd.
The bathtub filled with warm water. It felt odd to be taking a bath in this situation, but honestly…
It felt good. It seemed to calm the whirlwind of emotions that had swept through me during the eventful day.
Suddenly, fatigue rushed over me.
“Are you really going to… turn yourself in…?”
“Want to play with the bubbles?”
“Uh-huh…”
He must have added bubbles to the water, as a fragrant scent filled the air.
“If we get scolded for… imprinting…”
My eyes fluttered, struggling to stay open. I tried so hard to keep them open that wrinkles formed on my forehead. Suddenly, everything went black.
His hand had covered my eyes.
“Sleep for a bit, Rose.”
…And like that, I think I fell asleep.
