My Contract Husband Resembles the Male Protagonist - Chapter 63
The atmosphere suddenly grew cold.
Dale looked at the fortune-teller with a peculiar gaze, as if he were inspecting the most suspicious and guarded person in the world.
His eyebrows furrowed, which was rare.
It was the most displeased expression I had ever seen him wear.
“Dale?”
“…..It is strange, but,”
Dale said seriously, looking at me.
“It might not be a bad idea to give it a try.”
“Yes, come on, pretty young man and pretty young lady. Sit down. I’m great at reading fortunes.”
The fortune-teller twisted her hair as she spoke.
“Especially you, young man. You look like you’ll have a great life. Your face is bright and promising.”
At her words, Dale’s expression hardened.
‘This fortune-teller… oh, I see.’
She’s a face lover*.
(T/N: This term might also be translated as ‘stupid,’ ‘dumbfounded,’ etc. but it’s an expression referring to someone being only interested in a person’s appearance.)
I also really liked Dale’s face, but this fortune-teller seemed to be even more of a face lover.
I need to protect Dale.
“He’s my husband.”
“I didn’t mean it that way. Well, it seems the young man took it well.”
The fortune-teller smirked as she glanced at Dale.
“So, handsome young man, what are you curious about?”
“…..”
Dale kept his mouth shut and stared at the fortune-teller.
“Dale? What’s wrong?”
“…..”
“Are you uncomfortable? Should we leave?”
As I whispered and started to get up, Dale shook his head.
“…luck.”
“Dale, I can’t hear you.”
Dale spoke to the fortune-teller,
“Compatibility. A couple’s fortune.”
His face turned bright red. Dale propped his chin and turned his head as if he hadn’t said anything.
“Dale, but why are you speaking informally?”
“…..!”
“Even if you’re displeased, it’s not polite.”
I whispered to him. Realizing his mistake, Dale narrowed his eyes and spoke again.
“I would like you to read our compatibility.”
“Is this young man very shy? His wife must have a hard time. Alright! Choose!”
We picked a few cards from the spread the fortune-teller laid out.
“Hmm, I see…”
“Why? Is it bad?”
The ominous tone in the fortune-teller’s voice made me nervous.
“No!”
The excited fortune-teller exclaimed.
“You two are a match made in heaven!”
“Really?”
Us? Why?
Though I was confused, I clapped my hands.
“Are Dale and I really the best couple?”
“Of course! Miss Dracile has never been wrong!”
“Who’s that?”
“Oh! Did you young folks come in without even looking at the sign? That’s me.”
The fortune-teller proudly declared.
“I’ve been reading people’s compatibilities for a long time here, and yours is the best I’ve seen.”
“Did you hear that, Dale? She said we’re the best.”
I turned to tell Dale.
Dale’s face was bright red, and he was frozen in place. He was so stiff, looking like someone who had been preserved in strawberry jam.
Dale’s eyes were wide as he stared intently at the cards.
“But… I don’t see any connection as a married couple yet.”
The fortune-teller tilted her head.
“It says you haven’t married yet. Are you really a couple? I think—”
Whoosh.
The fortune-teller flipped over a card.
“It seems like you two ran away together? You’re not connected yet!”
“…..!”
“There’s no sign of a formal bond. Was there opposition from your families? A tragic love story? It’s none of my business, but I’m curious.”
The fortune-teller chuckled and clinked her bracelets.
“Now, pretty lady and gentleman, you need to pay for the reading.”
“Before that.”
Dale pulled out money and stared at the fortune-teller.
“Can you answer one more question?”
“Dale, you spoke informally again.”
“…Can you answer one more question, please?”
“Let’s stop now. If you start spending money on readings, it’ll never end.”
I whispered to him.
From what I could see, Dale was completely fascinated by his first-ever fortune reading.
“These are just for fun.”
“No, miss. I’m quite accurate. Unlike other half-baked fortune-tellers. Handsome gentleman, what’s your question?”
Dale looked at the fortune-teller seriously and held out his hand.
“Give me more of the disguise potion you have. I’ll pay you double.”
For a moment, the fortune-teller’s eyes widened.
“I sense a unique energy.”
