I Abandoned the Male Lead Who Cheated with the Villainess - Chapter 92
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Ivonne found herself in trouble. Here was this handsome man, whose good looks couldn’t be hidden even behind those thick glasses, revealing a glimpse of his charm to her alone.
A man who could captivate her with just one smile, who commanded her with just a glance, now looked incredibly adorable.
‘He’s really too cute.’
This sparked a mischievous, sadistic urge in her. That kind of playful cruelty you feel when you see something small and cute—you want to tease it, nibble at it gently, and hug it until it squirms.
Hmm, Ivonne hummed softly.
“So, I’m the bad person here?”
“!!!”
Look at him.
That large man jumped up, tousling his dark hair, which was as black as a deep night. His previously pale face, which had been clouded with disappointment, now flushed with color as he shook his head hastily.
“N-no, Ivonne… Ivonne isn’t bad. Not at all. Never…”
Unable to form a complete sentence, he just moved his lips, looking so pitiful. And utterly adorable. Ivonne couldn’t hold back her laughter any longer.
“Ahaha!”
The clear, bright sound of her laughter finally made Rix realize he was being teased. His tense, hunched body began to relax and slowly straighten. Though his face was slightly flushed, he stared intently at Ivonne’s laughing face while not blinking once.
‘Ah, this man is really…’
If she could, Ivonne wanted to pull his head close and ruffle his curly black hair. Suppressing that urge, she spoke.
“I’m sorry. For making you worry. I didn’t expect Celestia’s magic to be so strong. I was also overwhelmed trying to use multiple spells at once.”
Ivonne extended her uninjured arm. Rix hurriedly knelt down beside the sofa and gently placed his face against her palm.
‘Oh.’
Ivonne extended her hand with the intention of making a conciliatory handshake. She was slightly taken aback when Rix leaned his face into her palm, but a strange sense of déjà vu washed over her.
The sight of his large, muscular body curled up like a crouching beast felt oddly familiar.
‘Have I… seen this before?’
It felt as though there had been a time when she had offered her thigh as a pillow to a kneeling Rix.
― Please, no. No, Ivonne…
It was as if she could recall a moment where, seated in a cozy armchair, she tenderly stroked the black hair of a man who buried his face in her thigh, crying like a child.
― I’ll come back. I promise. So… until I come back, you mustn’t do anything.
Words she had never spoken echoed in her mind, and it was her voice.
Startled, Ivonne looked down at Rix. He had turned his head to press his lips against her palm.
“Rix.”
“Hmm…”
He responded with a low murmur, as if in a dream. The sensation of his lips on her hand was ticklish. Through his glasses, his closed eyes conveyed a sense of deep peace.
‘Was that… a hallucination?’
If it was, it was a very strange hallucination.
She had neither read about such an event in the original story nor experienced it since inhabiting this world.
⚜ ⚜ ⚜
The next day.
“Ivonne! Welcome back!”
“Our Internal Affairs Department always welcomes you, Ivonne!”
“To be honest, when we heard that the Magic Tower was being dismantled, we were kind of hoping you’d return.”
Ivonne made an appearance at the Internal Affairs Department after a long time. Everyone welcomed her with open arms, showering her with bouquets and cakes. However, the more grandiose the welcome became, the more uneasy Ivonne felt.
Because today, she was here to…
“Ah… thank you all so much. I didn’t expect such a big welcome. I’m really happy. But… the reason I came today is to resign.”
She was here to resign from her position as a civil servant.
Everyone, initially beaming with joy, now stared at Ivonne with awkward expressions as she stood there, holding an armful of bouquets. The only sound breaking the silence was the faint jingle of a tambourine being enthusiastically shaken by someone.
“Today will be my last day.”
Ivonne confirmed, breaking the silence.
“I came here to submit my resignation.”
Those who had been eagerly anticipating working with Ivonne again were left with their mouths gaping open. Reminiscent of the famous painting ‘The Scream’.
Slowly, they all turned their heads to one spot. There sat the most inconspicuous man in the department, quietly going about his tasks—Rix.
His shaggy hair, so thick it made others feel stifled, hung low over his face. Not particularly appealing, he had always received lukewarm attention at best.
Now, however, all eyes were on him.
“Rix! Is what Ivonne just said true?!”
“I heard Rix’s house had a leak, so he moved in with Ivonne!”
“Oh, Ivonne, she’s as kind as she is beautiful. What’s it like having Ivonne all to yourself?”
“Hey! That’s not the point! Is it true that Ivonne is really quitting?”