When Your Secret Crush Wizard Took a Love Potion - Chapter 93
“Ugh…”
Unable to suppress the rising emotions, I buried my face in the pillow. Suddenly, a chillingly shameless idea crossed my mind.
‘Should I try seducing him?’
If Edgar is a man with genuine se-ual desires, wouldn’t it be possible to seduce him?
At first, it seemed like a ridiculous thought, but it didn’t seem entirely out of the question. In fact, if this had been before the trip, I wouldn’t have had such an idea at all. I remembered the advice from the blonde lady who had once dismissed my worries as unnecessary.
“Your obsession with unnecessary details is just causing you more worry.”
Even a dragon who has lived for a thousand years would go to any lengths to get what she wants. Why should I, with a shorter lifespan, be so particular about my approach?
If I had no experience with men, I might not know what to do. But given my current situation, where I’ve already experienced various experiences with the lustful Edgar, it seemed like I should be able to handle it.
‘There’s a chance!’
Ah, it seems like I won’t be able to sleep tonight. My academic curiosity about the art of seduction surged like lightning. I was full of motivation.
I was about to dash to the study, regardless of whether it was midnight or early morning.
“Are there any books on how to seduce someone?”
There were books on various subjects like philosophy, ethics, biology, sociology, magic, daily life, and literature, but I didn’t recall any specifically on seduction. Besides, since the other party is the same person, it might be better to reflect on practical experience.
I tried to recall the moments when Edgar, under the love potion’s influence, got excited. But no matter how hard I thought, I couldn’t come up with a clear answer. Back then, he would get excited merely by me breathing quietly, keeping my eyes open, or eating a meal pleasantly. I had no idea what actions might work.
‘But he’s the same person…’
Maybe what worked before will still be effective now.
One life lesson I learned from studying magic is that having a spirit of challenge and a willingness to experience things is crucial. Even if the outcome is uncertain, trying is better than not trying at all. Even a failed attempt today could become a stepping stone for future success, turning into something positive.
‘Let’s give it a try.’
The next morning, with both fists clenched and determination in my heart…
“Chloe? What on earth have you been doing?”
Edgar looked at me, stunned and exhausted, as I entered the cabin. My first attempt, based on past experiences, was to ‘seduce him with a sweaty, alluring appearance’.
As soon as the sun rose, I rushed outside to get covered in sweat. Without any prior training or exercise equipment, I ran around the surroundings as much as I could.
‘I’m drenched in sweat.’
Well, of course. How could he even understand the effort I put in?
After repeatedly doing a hundred jumping jacks, a hundred sit-ups, and a hundred push-ups in the front garden of the cabin, where the morning sun shone and wildflowers swayed, I was covered in sweat from head to toe.
“Ugh, I’ve been cooped up at home lately, and my body feels so stiff.”
I tried to appear nonchalant as I wiped the sweat from my brow and simultaneously twisted my chin and lifted my nose as much as I could. This was based on a position from a biology book I’d found in the study in the early morning. It was said to be the most attractive side profile of a female chimpanzee from a male’s perspective.
Of course, Edgar wasn’t a chimpanzee, and the reliability of the source was uncertain, but it seemed worth a try since it was simple enough.
“I was going to apologize for what I said yesterday…”
My long red hair, reaching down to my waist, was tied up because it was getting in the way. Sweat, dripping from my chin, ran down my neck and flowed down to my chest, creating a vivid sensation.
Edgar, hesitating, looked at me with a confused expression.
Was the series of actions I had taken already showing results? Before I could even revel in the mistaken joy of thinking his gaze seemed more intense than usual, he turned his head away and ignored me.
“Do you know what you look like right now? Go wash up quickly.”
“What?”
I was struggling to speak properly as my breath came in gasps. Although I’m in good health, it’s only slightly above average for a wizard, and I’ve never really engaged in physical training.
Honestly, just completing the exercises felt like a miracle already.
