Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 236
“Enough.”
Meeting Claude’s blade-like gaze, Wilhelm stopped breathing.
His chin trembled, and he lowered his head, unable to hold the intense eye contact. Sweat beaded on his forehead and dripped down.
Claude took a step forward, casting a long shadow over Wilhelm’s bowed head.
Wilhelm couldn’t raise his head under the immense pressure of Claude’s presence, which felt like it was crushing his neck.
Although both were S-Class Espers, Claude was on a different level. Even without using his abilities, Claude’s mere presence was starkly intimidating.
Wilhelm instinctively realized that the man standing before him could easily snuff out his life, like blowing out a candle.
The disparity in power was overwhelming. In front of Claude, Wilhelm felt small and insignificant.
“If anyone else spreads such rumors again, bring them to me.”
“…….”
“We’ll show them in front of everyone what happens when they run their mouths carelessly.”
When Claude finally spoke, there was only one response Wilhelm could give.
“…I will remember that, sir.”
* * *
After hearing the rumors about Rose from Wilhelm, Claude naturally felt displeased.
But that emotion didn’t last long.
Rose had been anxious during his absence, worried he might look at another Guide. It took considerable effort to reassure her when she insisted on coming along for the expedition.
After returning from the expedition, it was even more pronounced. Rose seemed to express with her whole being how much she liked him.
She didn’t want to be apart from him even for a moment, and her eyes sparkled like stars whenever she looked up at him.
Even this morning, they had almost gotten carried away. Despite pushing him out the door due to Wilhelm’s presence, Rose had looked dejected, her eyebrows drooping. She was clearly upset and saddened by the brief separation.
Throughout the time he was away on the expedition, it was impossible for Claude not to know how much Rose was waiting for him with such longing.
Therefore, there was no way he would suspect her over the nonsense that loose-tongued people might have spread.
Hearing the rumors and initially feeling cold, it didn’t take long for a smile to appear on Claude’s face. At some point, just thinking of Rose made him smile foolishly.
His steps quickened as he headed back home. Soon, he was practically running.
The moment he opened the front door, Rose, who had been lounging on the living room sofa, jumped up.
“You’re back?”
Rose ran to him excitedly.
They had only been apart for a couple of hours, but she greeted him as if it had been ages.
Watching her, Claude almost imagined a large, fluffy tail wagging energetically behind her, even though he knew it was impossible.
He easily caught her as she threw herself into his arms, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
As soon as her bare skin touched his, the guiding flowed into him like a powerful wave.
Claude was certain that he would never get used to this sensation.
The thrilling feeling that sent shivers down his spine and made his fingertips tingle, spreading a tingling sensation throughout his entire body.
The intense urge to hold tightly to the being in his arms.
So it had become a habit for Claude to close his eyes whenever he touched Rose.
To avoid losing control and hurting the small and fragile being clinging to him.
“…Why are you like this?”
At Rose’s question, Claude finally opened his eyes.
Rose, oblivious to all these thoughts, looked at him with innocent eyes.
Claude responded with a burst of laughter. Then he pulled her face closer and showered her with kisses.
* * *
Rose was unlike anyone Claude had ever met.
To start with, she was incredibly lazy.
Until he got her up to eat, Rose would lie in bed and not get up for anything.
After happily eating her meal, she would lie back down on the sofa and laze around for hours.
She would get up briefly to water the plants, but soon she would lie back down again.
At first, he wondered if she was sick, perhaps with a problem in her back.
Once, he even asked her why she spent so much time lying down.
Rose, in turn, asked him back as if she couldn’t understand his confusion.
<Why sit when you can lie down?>
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