No Dark Secrets In This Book

Episode 68

It was spring but it was hot. Whether it was because I ran or was drunk on the atmosphere, my body was also heated up. So how much hotter must Ryuseong have been? I hate hot things, but strangely, it wasn’t the case with Ryuseong.

Strangely, his body temperature wasn’t bad.

Ryuseong was a bit hasty. Of course, I think it can be confusing to undress since I wear various things like shoulder holsters and garter belts. But even while touching the collar, as if he didn’t want to be apart for a second, he brought his handsome face close to overlap our lips even when the position wasn’t right, so I laughed because he was cute. As a reward, I was kissed until I cried though.

Ryuseong tried to undress himself. But I had no intention of giving up the pleasure of unwrapping a present.

“Stay still… Yes, good boy.”

He seemed completely new to this, and I was similar. Because this role was new for me. So I might have been happy that his first time and my first time were intersecting. It might be cheating to have such fresh sentiments when I’m so worn out, but still… It was nice. Just like how others do it.

As if we were in love or something.

‘It’s funny.’

Of course, I know. I am well aware of my position. He regressed, and he’s someone who might kill me thinking I destroyed everything of his…

My heart didn’t melt or my goals didn’t blur. Since I found out that Ryuseong was a regressor, it wasn’t simply about rising together, but I had to work hard to constantly hang around Ryuseong and stay alive from now on.

If I ran away or lived quietly, I wouldn’t die, but my pride was hurt to give up on Ryuseong.

My determination to become the family head was also a desperate attempt to not get killed while pestering him, so in the long run, my grand goal has not yet been achieved.

‘But I can enjoy what I enjoy, can’t I?’

I feel fucking great! This bastard is damn good!

‘Now that the reins are loose, it will be possible in the future too, right?’

Huh? That’s how it will be, right?

My heart swelled up and floated. It was just like the spring breeze. The sweet mountain breeze carrying flower pollen tickled my heart, making my breath huff and puff.

As I was rolling around giggling like a madman alone, an arm suddenly popped out from beside me and wrapped around my waist, pulling me in.

“…Please be still for once.”

Yesterday, you drove into me so fiercely and violently, but now you’re using a sleepy tone that seems to be mumbling, muffled in your mouth. Isn’t it too much to only get soft when you’re half asleep? The person who might kill me someday couldn’t be this lovely.

I looked down at him, narrowing my eyes finely.

‘What are you thinking…?’

Last night, when you reached your fingers near my cheek, I thought you would strangle my neck…

You know what, you’re really strange.

‘Why did you hug me?’

I’m the flexible type, so I don’t think Ryuseong will necessarily kill me. But I think he could kill me.

You have every right to be angry. Because you’ll think I killed all your relatives.

Of course, I’m Jeong Ian, not Cassice Demillang. But what you accept will be different. Then you slept with the enemy right in front of you.

‘Why?’

For what? To mock and humiliate me? You can’t say that because you were constantly kind…

Well, it was a bit rough, it was amazing, but still, this much is extremely kind…

‘…What does it matter anyway.’

I’ll jump you no matter what you think, and I won’t disappear from your side…

“Get up. We need to eat breakfast.”

“…Am I hearing things?”

When I quietly spoke to him to wake him up, Ryuseong, whose cheeks were pressed against the pillow and soft, asked back blankly. I don’t know what he thinks of me, but I’m also someone who knows how to eat breakfast.

“For you of all people to say that, it’s an opportunity I can’t miss…”

When I expressed my opinion like that, Ryuseong, who wasn’t getting up well and was acting cute, immediately sat up and went straight to the bathroom. I smiled contentedly while watching his back muscles move spectacularly, and when Ryuseong came out with a toothbrush in his mouth and had foam near his mouth, I laughed out loud a little.

He couldn’t pronounce properly because he had a toothbrush in his mouth. But he gave me a dissatisfied look as if asking why I was laughing, and I didn’t answer him. But when Ryuseong went back to the bathroom, spit out the toothpaste foam, rinsed his mouth with water, and came out, he suddenly lifted me up. I barely managed to hold back from screaming by putting force on my vocal cords and asked back.

“Wha, what is it?”

Ryuseong didn’t answer and smiled with narrowed eyes, then sat me on the bathtub. Then he wet his hand with water and began to wipe around my eyes.

“What are you… If it was a high-level sarcasm to wash my face, I’ll do it myself.”

“You… For a young master, you’re so awkward at being served.”

That’s because Jeong Ian is inside. But even if Ryuseong’s words don’t make sense, they seem to hit the mark at first glance, so I ended up being served without saying much. For someone who had lived without ever being served, Ryuseong handled me preciously and well.

Washing my face, wetting a towel with warm water and wiping my arms, legs, and torso, his touch was consistently blunt and delicate. It’s not like he’s ticklishly touching me one by one, in a way it’s arbitrary, but he didn’t do it painfully. If even a little bit of discomfort showed on my face, he immediately noticed and loosened his grip. I found it funny and chuckled, and he glared at me with a frown on his foam-covered nose bridge. Asking why I’m laughing…

“Why, do you not like me laughing?”

It was something I said while smiling without much thought, but it seemed to be taken differently by Ryuseong, and he made a slightly sad face. Doesn’t Cassice Demillang’s smile usually have a scary side to it? Why is he like this? The combination of the history he has built up and image-making is a great result that others can’t catch up to, but?

‘Did I say something wrong again?’

“I don’t dislike it.”

“Then why did you ask why I was laughing?”

“Because I wanted to know the reason you were laughing.”

“…It’s nothing much. Just, um. How you meticulously observe and respond to my every reaction.”

“That?”

“It reminds me of last night.”

Ryuseong suddenly threw the towel at my head. Oof. No matter what, you’re throwing things at people.

I did sexually harass him in broad daylight though!

‘Ah, then I deserved to be hit.’

The moment I was realizing that and feeling convinced, he tried to kiss me. But not yet! Without knowing, I backed away and firmly covered my lips with my palm, and Ryuseong, who ended up kissing the back of my hand, frowned as if complaining why. Baby, acting cute…

But no matter how much he acts cute, what can’t be done can’t be done.

“I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.”

“Ah, then brush them right now.”

“Do you want to kiss that badly?”

I giggled and gripped the toothbrush Ryuseong handed me and received the toothpaste, and his blue eyes flashed with lust.

‘Is this guy horny from the morning?’

Suddenly why, even though I never seduced him, he’s like this by himself? It made me laugh, so when I burst into laughter again, Ryuseong approached me with a dissatisfied look, grabbed my chin to make me open my mouth, and started moving the toothbrush. A man who brushes his lover’s teeth to kiss them, pass. I like it.

But I wanted to watch him get impatient, so I deliberately took the toothbrush and started moving it slowly. Ryuseong leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and a displeased expression, tapping his fingers and starting to count the seconds, but why would I care?

Haha, as I said many times, I liked it more when Ryuseong got impatient. The more he couldn’t sit still as if he wanted me more, the better I felt.

“Should I come pick you up in 30 years?”

Wow, I can tell from your sarcasm. This guy must be really in the mood to kiss. Well, it’s morning too, so I can’t not take care of a young, vigorous one, so I spat out the foam, rinsed my mouth, and slowly walked towards Ryuseong. What should I do for him, what does he want. The blue lust was so pitiful and admirable that I almost leaned my upper body against him and stroked his back as if feeling it…

Ding-a-ling.

A sound came from the pad. I have most of my contacts on silent, so if it’s an alarm set to make a sound even at moments like this, it means I must check it. I pushed Ryuseong away and ran out of the bathroom to grab the pad.

As expected, the contact I anticipated was on the pad.

The three letters, Master.

“…What’s going on?”

“I’m sorry, but I think you’ll have to comfort yourself alone for now.”

“What?”

“If you need to, I’ll allow you to use my clothes. Then, goodbye.”

I think Ryuseong was shouting what kind of bullshit that was, but I didn’t have time to listen. I didn’t even have the leisure to tie my tie properly, so I just put on my shirt and coat and ran out of the room.

‘Yeah, Ryuseong, fighting!’

The destination was… the principal’s office.

‘Let’s go drop out!’

***

…Unfortunately, until then, I didn’t know that I would fail to drop out…

How truly unfortunate…