Became the Escort Knight of the Villain in the Romance Novel

63 – Like a lover, but not a lover (1)

The human heart is so cunning,

It was that even after being so emotionally hugged for a long time, I felt ashamed only after belatedly.

Until recently, we had naturally embraced each other, but

Irene, whose ears were turning red, began to slowly separate from me as she coughed.

“That…What I just said.”

“You mean you said you missed me?”

“This, forget it. It was just a random thing.”

Why are you so ashamed, didn’t you cry so sadly in front of me just now?

Even while I was wiping my tears, I was worried because I wasn’t at ease.

Now I feel a little better, so I felt fortunate.

It seems that I made her cry, and it was the first time I saw her crying.

She frowned at the hand pushing her chest.

Irene’s eyes widened as the blood spread more than before, as if her wound had opened.

“It bleeds. Did you come right away without treatment?”

“That’s a lot better. It was completely pierced, so I’m okay now-“

“…Is it pierced?”

Her body flinched and trembled at Irene’s gaze toward me at that moment.

In an instant, she looked at her in a bleak atmosphere. In a moment, Irene grabbed my arm and kissed her lips.

“Follow me. Don’t say anything.”

“I’m fine now. In the first place… I get it.”

As if angry, Irene’s eyes looking at me gradually narrowed.

Maybe she will cry again.

All she could do was let out a sigh and nod her head in response to her well-seeking concern.

Maybe I made a mistake. She silently watched her take me inside her window, and she just smiled bitterly at her.

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“Take it off.”

At that, she frowned. Maybe I’m saying it too openly.

Anyway, I’m a man…She’s a woman. As I hesitated, Irene let out a sigh, turned her head slightly, and opened her mouth.

“…I’ll close my eyes, so take it off. You don’t have to bandage it.”

“I can wind it. You don’t have to…”

In the first place, hadn’t the bandage been worn alone before?

When I said that, remembering the day she had been hurt for the first time, she sighed and then poked my arm and glanced at me.

He gritted his teeth at the sharp pain that came from her arm. Apparently, even her bones weren’t completely healed.

Irene, who saw her moment as I grabbed her arm, stared at me, twisting the corners of her mouth.

At that expression, as if asking if I was going to go alone, a blank laugh leaked out without my knowledge.

“Even like this?”

“…Are you serious? That you bandage it.”

“Does it look like I’m lying? Take it off quickly It’s still bleeding.”

In this situation, I finally realized that her attitude had changed quite a bit from before.

What did she look like when she was wearing a bandage? At that time, the way she looked at me seemed quite different from now.

I laughed at that thought and took off her shirt. Her unbuttoned shirt tore apart and broke you powerlessly in the air.

I didn’t force it, but I grabbed the button and it tore like this.

I stared at the shirt for a moment, slightly embarrassed.

Soon, I met Irene’s gaze as she was looking at me, and opened her mouth.

“It was made by a wizard, but the quality seems to be worse than expected.”

“Where did the clothes I wore before go?”

“It’s all torn. Only the pants were left, and the magician who came with me made them…”

“Are you a girl?”

“…Yes.”

Irene’s gaze becomes even more stinging.

Whoever sees me might think I’m horny. I think every woman I see is mistaken for having a relationship like that,

I risked everything and could assure you that it was a misunderstanding. Of course, the letters that come to me… I can’t help it.

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She looked at her and smiled lightly. Then she took out her bandage, tightened her arm tightly with the bandage, and opened her mouth.

“Why would I want someone like this…”

“Yes?”

“All right. Get some of the medicine over there. I’ll apply it and bandage it.”

A basket on one side of her was brought to her, and Irene took out her ointment from it and carefully began to apply her ointment to her arm.

As her body flinched at the subtle touch of her cold, slimy touch on her arm, Irene glanced at me and muttered quietly.

“How on earth did you use your body? There are too many scars.”

“It was inevitable. There were more black magicians than I thought.”

If you wanted to escape, you could have hit, but how could you escape?

If I had escaped then, I probably wouldn’t have been able to break the duke’s curse.

When asked about the Duke that suddenly came to mind, Irene responded by slowly applying her ointment.

“Lord Azest said that the curse could be completely lifted in a week. It’s all thanks to you. If it wasn’t for you… I’d probably be the head of the household for the rest of my life.”

“Isn’t that the seal you’re wearing on your finger?”

Irene nodded her head coolly as she looked at her thorny shield drawn on her seal, which was tucked into her finger.

“Because the duke needed someone to take care of me while her father was down. Perhaps for the time being, I should be the head of the household.”

“It suits you.”

“Not at all.”

After I said that, Irene let out a sigh and started bandaging my arm.

The Duke is not dead. That fact alone somehow made me feel relieved, and only then could I laugh comfortably.

Little by little, it should have been changed one by one like this.

And at the end, wouldn’t there be Irene, who is no longer far from tragedy?

As if everything I had done wasn’t wrong, she closed her eyes for a moment as her tiredness finally set in.

“You said it was pierced earlier. Really?”

When Irene, who had been quiet for a while as she was bandaging her, asked, I bit her mouth tight, thinking that it was finally here.

How should I answer? To be honest, how would she react?

She didn’t want to lie to her, however, she thought for a moment, then quietly nodded her head.

Anyway, wasn’t it completely cured now?

“I was stabbed by a spear made by a warlock. Of course, everything is better now.”

“Don’t say things like that casually.”

She stopped wrapping her bandages and looked at me slowly.

Quietly, in the stillness that spreads so calmly. She pursed her lips and bit hers.

It is an indescribable sadness that shimmers in your eyes,

Looking at her, I just looked at her without saying anything.

I put my hand on her face that looked like she was about to cry.

As he gently brushed his cheek, he only smiled once, saying he was fine now.

“I am fine. Aren’t you all better now?”

“…You’re saying this because I’m not okay.”

Irene removed her hand from her cheek and stared at my chest, where her blood was dripping.

Now that the blood has stopped and no more blood flows,

Irene’s eyebrows furrowed as if she was looking at a place full of scars.

After a long silence, Irene, who gently closed her eyes, opened her mouth again.

“Turn around. I have to wear a bandage.”

Fortunately, there are not many scars on the back. After applying her ointment, Irene slowly began to bandage her.

I hear a crackle, the sound of bandages being torn off. The cold feeling of the bandage against her back and at the same time a warm body temperature reached her.

Unlike when I wrapped it around her arm, it was because her hands were completely touching.

In the process of wrapping the bandage, I barely exhaled a thin breath that touched her chest.

Her hair tickles the nape of her neck.

Her head was paralyzed by the fragrant scent that always came from her hair, and she managed to catch her mind in her blurry vision.

Is it on purpose, or is it inevitable during the bandaging process?

As she reached out in front of me to wrap her bandage, Irene’s breath on the nape of her neck made her body tremble slightly.

As soon as it looked like he was hugging my body from behind, a feeling of embarrassment came over me.

It was just a bandage, but I thought that maybe I was just making this mistake, and the heat spread across her face.

Because I couldn’t see Irene’s expression, I felt that way even more.

As she just looks forward, she can’t help but feel the touch of her body.

I felt that time passed very slowly.

She thought it had been a while since she started bandaging,

Killing time just staring at the bandages that still haven’t been wrapped all over her body.

I couldn’t think of any conversation, but I couldn’t even think of a topic for conversation.

All she did was stare blankly at the bandages covering her body.

Still, it’s because I’m alive that I can feel these things.

If I had died there, it was clear that I would have collapsed in regret without ever seeing this sight.

If I died, what would Irene think?

She was a little curious, but she was a little reluctant to imagine, so she shook her head and brushed off her thoughts.

Took.

Then, Irene’s hand, which was wrapping her bandage, stopped.

The moment I looked back at the thought of whether I had finally finished wrapping the bandage.

My body froze at the slightly heavy touch on my back.

“Stay still. Just like this…just a little bit.”

I can’t feel it properly because of the bandage, but this tickling feeling is definitely her hair.

She seemed to be holding her breath for a moment, but she calmly looked in front of her, relaxing her body at the sound of the voice she heard.

Be still, that’s why I stayed still. Her heart skipped a beat as the soft breath hit her back.

If she put her head on her back, wouldn’t she feel it?

I wanted to hide in case this heartbeat could be heard, but

Because of Irene’s hand on her shoulder, she couldn’t move. I just listened to her breathing.

“…I thought he was dead.”

The voice in my ear was trembling.

Unlike her earlier days, she didn’t cry, but her hands seemed to be getting stronger as they gripped her shoulders as if she was a little uneasy.

“I am alive.”

“I know, but I still can’t believe it. There was no contact for 3 days. If it had been the other time, the person who had returned in less than a day would go on for three days without saying anything… Just like that. You made me wait.”

Thump, pound.

The sound of my heart grew louder and louder until I could hear it in my ears.

Wouldn’t that be enough to hear in this quiet room, quiet enough to hear each other’s breathing?

Perhaps relieved by that sound, the hand holding his shoulder fell helplessly and landed on the bed.

… The 3 days she was with me, her vacancy, might have caused her anxiety. I had several thoughts.

Her What should I do to reassure her.

Should I turn my back and make eye contact with her, or should I add her words?

But I wasn’t very good around words, so all I could do was something very simple.

Her hand, carefully stretched out, touches Irene’s fingers.

It was funny that her warm body temperature flinched at the same time as her feeling, so she smiled once and quietly opened her mouth.

“Didn’t you tell me? She will come back.”

She knew very well that the reason she didn’t say anything when I left was because she actually believed in me.

The reason why I was silent to someone who sent me to a dangerous place. So she didn’t blame her.

At first, she might have been a bit disappointed, but later she was rather grateful for that trust.

“So I’m back. She will come back like this again and again.”

She didn’t want to die. It was all the more so because she left her heart of simply wanting to live, and now I have something precious to me.

I like the way her hands are clasped together, the body heat that spreads through her.

Such a trivial gesture, she was just glad to touch her hair as she bandaged her. That’s why I couldn’t give up.

Her fingers, which had been fidgeting with her, began digging between Irene’s fingers little by little.

Just as she did at the ballroom, she expresses that she will never let go of this hand of hers again.

At first soft, then tight.

Holding her fingers in her arms, she slowly turned her head to look at Irene.

Irene, who took her head off her back before I knew it, was staring blankly at me.

Her slightly flushed cheeks burst into laughter at the tips of her reddened ears.

She hurriedly grabbed Irene’s hand as she tried to take hers away, and smiled lightly as she looked back at her Irene.

“Don’t you like it? Holding hands.”

“Oh, no. Not like that. Lopena will be back soon.”

“She must be sleeping now. Isn’t it late in the morning in the first place?”

Her fast-moving eyes were just so cute.

As she turned her head away from my gaze, like a puppy that did something wrong with her, I yanked the hand that was holding her even tighter.

My body turned, and soon Irene’s face, which had been close to my back, was placed so close that I could breathe.

Very little, if you move a little more here.

Maybe it will reach you.

But I didn’t. It’s probably too early to do something like this.

Just satisfied that her Irene’s face turned completely red, she slowly moved away from her while touching her forehead.

After a while, Irene collapsed on the bed, staring at me.

She purses her mouth now and then, and she sweeps her hand across her face as she waves her hand in the air to see if she has something to say.

“…Like an idiot.”

She shrugged her shoulders as if nothing was wrong.

She threw the bandage at me and sighed deeply as she covered her face with her hands.

“What did you expect so much? Did you know I could do something for you?”

“Don’t say anything more. Please.”

I looked at her for a moment as she sighed deeply as she curled up on her bed.

Within her, slowly approached her and muttered quietly in her ear. In a low, low voice that only she could hear.

“…Next time, I won’t be able to stand it like this.”

It wasn’t a lie. Today, because I really endured it to the fullest.

Irene, who flinched for a moment, glanced at me, then her eyes twitched as she hurriedly lowered her head.

As expected, isn’t it the most fun when Irene shows this kind of reaction?

She glanced at her reddened ears, which were about to explode from being dyed red, then leaned against the wall with a smile.

The wind was slowly blowing through the open window.

The wind that carries the warmth of the approaching summer in the spring that is coming to an end was extremely humid.

The season when the colorfully colored world regains its greenery,

A sudden thought came to my mind and I looked towards Irene.

“In summer.”

Closing and opening her eyes, she opened her mouth, sorting through the thoughts that came to her mind.

A month left, if the duke recovered his body, there would be several days left until the artifact was completed.

She had no intention of just spending that time leisurely, so she quietly continued her words while looking at Irene.

“There is a festival. I want to go there, but I have no one to go with.”

I remembered her words at the time of the National Foundation Day.

One day, remembering her words to enjoy the festival together, I stared at Irene.

As if urging her to answer, she deliberately spits out words that aren’t on her mind.

“…If you’re not going with me, I have no choice but to go with Lopena-“

“Go.”

When I turned her head to her curt reply, Irene narrowed her eyes and was glaring at me.

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“I’ll go. I also have free time at that time.”

As expected, I thought she was a shy girl.