Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 252
I continued my tirade.
“Maybe if you had just bought me some bread and let me handle things, it would have been fine. He bought me bread because he felt sorry for me! It’s your fault, so why cast him out?”
“And now I live like this, every day thinking about what to put in your mouth next! I worry every night!”
“Who asked you to do that? If you don’t want to, then don’t!”
“…”
Claude’s forehead pulsed with a vein of frustration.
He suddenly gripped my shoulders tightly. He leaned in close, and his ferocious face was right in front of mine.
Forget about conflict resolution techniques. I had just been shouting and arguing. Startled, I stopped speaking.
“Do you think that guy was just being nice to you because he’s so kind?”
“…What?”
“Do you think an Esper cares for a Guide like that without having any ulterior motives?”
Claude gritted his teeth as he spoke.
Hearing that, I…
“Because first impressions last.”
“What does that…”
“Lord Daniel was kind to me even when I was just a lowly office worker. What about you, Lord Claude? You acted like touching me was disgusting, threatened to crush my head, and called me out at every opportunity to make me work unpaid?”
“…”
“So I thought Lord Daniel was just naturally caring to everyone. You, on the other hand, don’t show any interest in others unless you’re sure they’re yours, so you wouldn’t understand.”
“So, are you saying that guy had no ulterior motives toward you?”
He asked incredulously.
…Why does he have to be right?
I can never win against Claude in an argument. And definitely not in strength.
So when can I win?
Never.
Unless he lets me.
It’s just so unfair.
“…Let go of me! I need to go to the bathroom!”
He probably wouldn’t let me out of the room anyway. But I still wanted to put up some resistance.
So I decided to try and escape to the attached bathroom.
But Claude swiftly grabbed my waist and easily stopped me.
“Let go! Aren’t you going to let go?”
“I told you not to keep running away.”
Claude sounded almost irritated now.
“And if you’ve left the house without a word and come back, you need to do what you have to do.”
…What do I have to do?
I was momentarily confused. What am I supposed to do after leaving and coming back?
After racking my brain for a moment, I suddenly had a guess. So I quickly reached out my arms.
While struggling in his hold, I suddenly turned and hugged his shoulders. He paused, taken aback. Ignoring this, I did what I thought I should.
Peck.
I gave him a light kiss and looked up at him sulkily. His expression turned somewhat odd.
What? Why? Is this not it?
“…I meant explain yourself and promise not to leave without a word again.”
“Oh…”
So he didn’t mean ‘If you leave the house without a word, do what you have to do’ but rather to explain myself and promise not to leave again.
“Okay, I won’t do it again. I was just being rebellious. I’m sorry!”
“…”
“So, can you put me down now?”
There was no point in being stubborn if I wasn’t going to win. I decided to give up and apologize.
But instead of putting me down, Claude lifted me up and held me properly.
You’re still doing this after accepting my apology? I frowned and glared at him, but he sighed and whispered.
“…Let’s wash up together.”
Wash up together? I thought for a moment before coming to a conclusion.
Well, that’s not so bad.
So I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him hold me. Claude, now chuckling softly, looked at me. When I was angry and attacking him, now I was clinging to him like this.
What? Isn’t this how couples are supposed to be? They fight, but then they make up and even wash up together?
I looked at him boldly, and he sighed again before heading to the bathroom.
