My Contract Husband Resembles the Male Protagonist - Chapter 69
“I hired someone to clean the house while we were out, but… it seems there was a communication error.”
“Then what should we do? We can’t exactly ask for the furniture back at this hour.”
Dale looked at me with a troubled expression.
He seemed to think for a long time before cautiously speaking.
“It’s my bed, so it might be uncomfortable, but if you’re okay with it, it would be best for you to use this bed.”
“I’m fine with that, but if you give it up for me, where will you sleep?”
“The sofa in the living room will be fine.”
But the sofa in this house’s living room was very small.
Barely enough to stretch out one’s legs?
It was too small to even be called a sofa. For Dale to lie down on it, he would have to fold himself in half and still curl up a bit more.
There were two options in this situation.
One of us could sleep on the floor.
Or we could both sleep in the bed together.
‘Suddenly, I’m wide awake.’
It was almost winter, so the floor was cold. It was impossible for either of us to sleep on it.
I looked at Dale, who remained silent with a somewhat frustrated expression.
“Dale.”
“Yes.”
“Shall we sleep together?”
At that moment, Dale’s mouth fell open.
“The bed is wide. We won’t even touch each other if we both lie down.”
“That’s not acceptable.”
Dale flatly refused.
“But isn’t it more practical than sleeping in the cold and hurting your back?”
The more I spoke, the darker Dale’s expression became.
He looked at me with a tense face.
“Dale. Don’t tell me…”
He stepped back, avoiding my gaze.
“Are you worried that I might do something to you?”
Could that really be it?
It certainly made more sense that I would have lewd intentions towards him rather than the other way around.
Seeing Dale’s flustered face, it seemed I had hit the mark.
“No, I wouldn’t. Never.”
Now I get it.
Dale must be worried that I might touch him even in my sleep.
“I’ll make sure not to touch you at all. You can tie me up if you want!”
“……”
“Or should we put a pillow in the middle? If the space is clearly divided, you can feel more at ease, right?”
“……”
“Dale?”
Dale’s face was a whirlwind of confusion and embarrassment.
“Enya, you really are completely unfazed.”
“It’s you, Dale. My reliable contract partner.”
I took the contract out of my magic pouch.
“There’s a clause right here. No physical contact without mutual consent! I promise I won’t touch you. I promise.”
The penalty for breaching the contract was enormous.
Not that I needed a penalty to keep my hands to myself, of course.
“I would never cross the line with someone who isn’t willing.”
“……”
Dale was my precious contract husband.
Finding someone like him wasn’t easy.
‘I have to protect Dale no matter what.’
Dale looked at me intently.
“If it weren’t unwelcome, would you cross it?”
He looked at me with slightly reddened eyes, his expression strangely conflicted.
In a low voice, Dale murmured,
“I’m curious if you would cross it if I didn’t mind.”
“Why wouldn’t you mind?”
It was a question I didn’t quite understand.
Maybe he was just too kind, considering all the possibilities.
Dale’s face grew increasingly red as he looked at me.
Then I heard a low sigh from him.
“……It’s a joke.”
“Oh. You scared me.”
So Dale could joke around too.
I was impressed by his acting skills.
“You really had me fooled.”
“……Really?”
“Dale, you’re an excellent actor.”
“……”
“Yawn… I’m sleepy. Aren’t you? Today was such a long day.”
Using the magic scroll to instantly travel from Grunwald to here must have made today particularly exhausting.
I crawled into bed and snuggled under the covers.
“Aren’t you going to sleep? It’s really comfy here.”
He stood there with a flushed face, looking bewildered. Dale’s eyes were trembling intensely.
“Miss Enya, I still think that I…”
“Don’t even think about sleeping on the floor. You’ll wake up with a crooked mouth.”
I patted the spot next to me.
“Hurry up. Lie down here so we can turn off the light and sleep.”
