Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 112
“At that moment, I wanted to take your hand back, crush every bone in that Esper’s hand, and trample the pulpy flesh into the ground.”
“…”
But when he raised his eyes and saw my pale, blood-drained face, he added,
“…It was just a thought.”
I decided to hold my tongue in the face of his ferocious expression, although he hadn’t actually acted on it.
“The point is, I don’t intend to sit back and watch other Espers covet you, or let you have any contact with them.”
He said this with a serious face.
Occasionally, his kind face would turn firm like this.
I instinctively felt it.
No matter how much I begged or pleaded, he would never budge on this matter.
I asked hesitantly,
“Then… what if we go through the formal process of obtaining permission for imprinting?”
“To officially go through the imprinting permission process, it’ll take at least a year. Especially in our case, where Espers might file a collective lawsuit, it could drag on for years. Meanwhile, you’ll have to fulfill your duty as a registered Guide.”
“…”
“This is the best option.”
The best option?
Turning himself in for something he didn’t do, facing imprisonment?
It hadn’t been long since we finally cleared things up and understood each other, but now you’re telling me that we now have to date while separated by prison bars for years?
I shouldn’t have hastily agreed to the guiding test. If I had first seriously listened to his side of the story, gradually cleared up misunderstandings through conversation, and confirmed each other’s feelings. If I could have continued as a normal person.
Then there wouldn’t have been any problem.
“Rose. Look at me.”
“…”
“Don’t cry.”
Claude cupped my cheek, now wet with sudden tears, and lifted it.
When he slightly applied pressure to his hand, my lips puffed out like a fish, and when he released, they returned to normal.
Apparently finding my fish-like lips amusing, he chuckled and continued to playfully press and release. All the while, he nonsensically rambled that if I kept crying here, I wouldn’t be able to return to being human.
Joking in this situation…?
As I became the grumpiest fish ever, Claude finally stopped, his face dripping with regret, and then smirked.
“Rose, your Esper is more competent than you think.”
“Huh, what are you saying…?”
“It means you don’t have to worry about anything.”
“…”
“Anyway, if I have to keep taking care of you in the future, it’s better to get used to cleaning up these messes in advance.”
“?”
“If you really feel sorry, then stop crying and try being cute.”
Suddenly, my arm was pulled, and before I knew it, I was already in Claude’s arms.
He buried his high nose and lips into my nape, inhaling deeply as if smelling my scent.
His breath tickled the part of my neck where the pulse beat, making me jump…
“Ah!”
I was caught off guard and bitten. I moaned in pain, and he immediately released his bite.
“Why do you keep biting people…”
“Yes, yes. That must have hurt. Let me see.”
“…What?”
Suddenly, my body tilted, and I found myself lying down, looking at the ceiling. Claude, who had just climbed on top of me, started to lift the clothes he had put on me, pushing his head underneath.
There was no reason to lift my clothes for a bite on my shoulder!
“Wait, just a moment… just a moment…”
While I panicked and failed to push him away, he shamelessly began to trail his tongue from my belly to my chest. Despite my body feeling stiff as an unoiled robot, heat rushed through me in an instant.
The lingering soreness from last night, the ticklishness from his leisurely teasing, and the relentless guiding energy flowing due to his tongue and touch…
It was hard to keep my mind clear amidst the onslaught of sensations.
His head, which had been swimming under my top, finally emerged after a while. As I looked down at him, panting with my flushed face, he smirked and lightly bit the bottom of my top.
Then, he slowly began to pull it up.
Am I losing my sanity too?
I closed my eyes tightly.
