Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 253
They say a couple’s fight is like cutting water with a knife.
No matter how much we fought, the cold war never lasted long. Just looking at Claude’s face would brighten my mood, and when he gently coaxed me, I’d give in and snuggle up to him.
But why did I keep repeating this useless act of cutting water with a knife?
“I can’t take it anymore. No matter how much you try to stop me, no matter what happens, I have to attend today’s training session.”
At my declaration, Claude’s eyebrows rose skeptically. It was a sign that he was annoyed.
I didn’t care. I had a reason why I needed to attend the training.
The timing couldn’t have been worse. Ever since everyone found out Daniel had feelings for me, I had been missing all the training sessions.
By now, it was obvious what kind of rumors were spreading among the Guides. That I’d become Daniel’s secret lover while Claude was away, or that Claude, having discovered our secret relationship, had locked me up and wouldn’t let me out…
…The latter was closer to the truth.
In any case, to quell the rumors, I needed to appear confidently in front of the Guides.
Of course, explaining this to Claude would only make him more irritated. So, my excuse was bound to sound flimsy.
“Do you know how much money I’ve lost because I couldn’t go to work because of you?”
“How much?”
“What?”
“Tell me. I’ll give you that money.”
Claude casually gestured, as if ready to give me any amount I named.
I hadn’t actually calculated the amount…?
Caught off guard, I stammered and couldn’t respond immediately. Claude, as if he expected this, smirked.
Having failed to assert dominance from the start, I grew more desperate.
“Anyway, I missed a big opportunity to make a lot of money because of you.”
“…….”
“Is that all? Do you know how angry Demona was because I missed ten days of work after you came back?”
“Who is Demona? What are you talking about?”
His voice suddenly turned sharp. I clammed up immediately.
“Who dares to trouble you at the Guide Division…?”
“No, no! Absolutely not! She’s a friend! An office friend working at the Guide Division!”
I hurriedly waved my hands in denial. But Claude’s suspicion only deepened.
“A friend? For you, when you were still an office worker?”
I almost felt hurt by Claude’s disbelief that I had friends, but…
“Stop changing the subject. The point is, no matter how much you try to stop me, I’m going to attend today’s training session.”
Claude rolled his eyes, displeasure written all over his face. He still seemed unconvinced about why he should let me go.
I waited nervously for his answer.
Surely, he would refuse my request again. But I had a plan. I would use my secret weapon to make him agree: a hunger strike.
If I went without eating for a day, he wouldn’t be able to ignore my request.
But then…
“…Fine. If you really want to go that badly, go.”
“?”
Claude’s curt response was surprisingly permissive. I was so taken aback that I had to ask again to believe it.
“…R-Really?”
“You said you wanted to go. If you must, then go.”
Although he was giving me permission, it sounded more like a challenge: ‘Go ahead and try.’
Regardless, I had his permission. I quickly headed to the room, intending to leave before he changed his mind.
I hurriedly changed clothes, did a quick shower, and prepared to leave. As I was changing my shoes at the entrance, a long shadow loomed over me.
Looking up, I saw Claude standing beside me, putting on his leather gloves. He was dressed in an outdoor outfit that covered all his skin below the neck.
