Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 70
“Wow, Lord Claude…! I really wanted to eat these. Was it him who’s been stocking your fridge?”
I, being serious about food, had insisted that the fridge always be full. Surprisingly, Claude agreed easily, and indeed, the fridge had always been full.
I wondered how he always managed to have fresh and tasty ingredients and snacks. It seems it was all possible because of the Logs.
With trembling hands, I picked one of the colorful cupcakes.
But I couldn’t bring myself to eat it.
Holding the cupcake, I groaned.
“It’s too pretty to eat…”
Sometimes, Claude looks at me as if he really can’t understand me.
This was one of those times.
He bought it for me to eat, and he couldn’t comprehend why I wouldn’t eat it for such a reason.
Holding the cupcake, unsure of what to do, Claude just stared at me for a while. Then he picked up a fork and…
“Ack!”
He relentlessly crushed the cream of the cupcake.
“What the heck…”
“You said you couldn’t eat it when it’s pretty. Now, eat.”
Claude spoke nonchalantly, as if wondering what the problem was.
That insensitivity…
Still, there was no way to restore the already ruined cupcake to its original state.
Grumbling, I finally put the cake in my mouth.
Of course, despite Claude’s relentless action, the cake was absolutely delicious.
“Wow, this is so tasty.”
“……”
“Lord Claude, you should try this too, quickly. This kind of flavor needs to be shared.”
There’s a saying that you give an extra rice cake to someone you dislike. People become generous and kind when their stomachs are full.
I quickly took out another cupcake and offered it to Claude.
Then, Claude, looking down at me, had a strange expression on his face.
“Why? Don’t you like sweets?”
“…It’s not that.”
Claude reached out his hand. But instead of taking the new cupcake from my hand, his hand moved towards my face.
What followed seemed like a slow-motion scene.
His elegant fingers touched my lips.
Gently rubbing, then pulling away, his fingers were smeared with cream.
Claude licked the sticky tip of his finger with his red tongue. His long eyelashes cast shadows over his half-lowered eyes, like a picture.
Having tasted it, Claude’s eyes returned to me. He lifted one corner of his mouth in a smile.
“It’s good.”
“……”
So, the villain likes sweets.
Why does he have to eat a mere cupcake so dangerously…
“…What are you doing? Eat.”
I had been staring blankly for a while, and Claude gestured with his chin as if to ask what I was doing. Startled, I hurriedly began eating the cupcake.
Quick, think of something else.
Pure thoughts. Pretty, cute cupcakes, delicious desserts…
…And then, I suddenly remembered someone.
“Lord Claude, about those three logs we went to the cafe with that time… the blonde one who looked as kind as a puppy… What happened to him?”
Claude’s face, which had been relaxed and pleasant, suddenly contorted again.
“And why are you curious about that?”
“Well, you were so angry that time, I thought maybe he got scolded a lot… He was just being considerate of me, but I haven’t seen him since then. Is he still working with you like the other person earlier?”
“…I don’t know.”
How can you not know?
I was incredulous.
Claude firmly shut his mouth, clearly not wanting to talk about it. It reminded me of the time he threw a tantrum demanding to find his Guide…
He might be big in size, but it seemed like his emotional development was stuck at an infant’s level.
“He did nothing wrong, you know? That day, he bought it because I was whining about wanting to eat. He must be naturally inclined to care for and consider others. It’s wrong to trouble such a kind person, you might get punished.”
“……”
“Lord Claude, you shouldn’t treat people so carelessly. If you do, people will dislike you. What if someone stabs you in the back because of it?”
“Now that I think about it… there were some people like that.”
I wasn’t expecting much from his sulky face, but to my surprise, Claude actually agreed.
“What, really? What happened?”
“Do you want to hear?”
I nodded eagerly, my eyes sparkling with curiosity.
The story of those brave souls who stood up to Claude’s harsh treatment seemed like something I should take as a role model.
