He Is a Master Who Can’t Handle a Slave Properly

15 – down the rabbit hole.

From then on, I couldn’t help but keep conscious of her.

Even if I asked myself if I was overreacting… no. at all.

Over the past few days in and out of the dungeon, she has been pushing me constantly.

On the pretext of positioning the weapon, he groped my hands and arms, and even touched my chest to check if I was wearing the armor properly.

He even hugged me from behind when I was practicing my bow.

“Whoa…”

He let out a lukewarm breath and tickled his ear with his snort.

…and most of all, when I wake up I find myself sleeping hugging her.

Am I the one hugged, or the hugged one?

Of course, I know very well that the weather has become very cold recently.

It’s chilly even with a blanket over it, and recently it even snowed briefly.

When asked how the weather could change so suddenly, she replied,

“Yes. It was also near the end of autumn, and since it rained that day, it was expected that the weather would get colder.”

And then, suddenly, he puts his arms around me.

“Before you say anything, the reason I’m doing this is because the weather is cold.

She clung to me with a smile, even tickling my face with her long ears.

I couldn’t understand her behavior in my head.

I could only guess that it was her own favor, but my concern was whether I could take it lightly.

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Recently, I started learning to write, but I soon felt that it was becoming useless.

The problem lies here.

“play,”

“play,”

“Gee.”

“Gee.”

“apologize.”

“?”

So… sorry. Here, peulgi means apple, and if she pronounces it one letter at a time, I hear the original sound, but if she reads all the words at once, it sounds Korean to me.

In other words, it has become a meaningless action.

No matter how much I try to practice the letters, before I know it, they are read in Korean.

But when I try to write Korean, she doesn’t recognize it.

“…Did you draw a picture? No, uh… It looks like a word.”

“Huh? Didn’t I write it properly?”

“Yes, I asked to write an apology. Could this be a word from another place?”

After holding it for a while, she put it down in front of me and wrote again.

“Now… then, this is Mr. Marcus’ name. Would you like to write it down?”

And I know how serious this phenomenon is.

“…I can’t, I can’t write it down.”

Even my name appeared in Korean, not in the original world font as before.

“Wait a minute, I’m sorry. I’ll be right back!”

Leaving her in the room, I hurried down the stairs and out of the inn.

What unfolded in front of my eyes were countless signs written in Korean.

I didn’t even feel uncomfortable.

The sign with the name of the inn had already written ‘Rimmir’ in Korean. Certainly, in Korean.

When I touched it, I could see that it was dug in a different shape from Hangul, but…

It was obvious that I would never learn to write this way.

I can read, I can speak, but I cannot write.

It was a terrible situation.

So I had no choice but to explain the situation to her, but how?

I’m actually from another world.

Isn’t that what you can say?

After thinking about it outside for a while, I soon turned around and went back to my room.

“I… Mr. Ellie.”

“Oh, you’re back?”

I tried to speak to her as she was cleaning her desk, but when I tried to speak, my mouth didn’t come out easily.

‘I don’t think I can write.’

Since I was hesitant, unable to say a single word, isn’t it because she hugged me tightly in her arms?

“It’s okay. There’s nothing to be ashamed of not being able to write. If you happen to write something, please feel free to tell me.”

Somehow, she noticed it, and she spoke first.

pat, pat. Patting my back lightly, she was sending me warm warmth.

The softest clothes and her warmth flowed down her skin.

For some reason, the worries I had been doing until now became stupid, so I decided to lean on her a little more.

…

After the writing commotion was over, I started to put more effort into dungeon raids, and one of them was a mock battle with her.

“We met stone golems and plant-type monsters on the 1st and 2nd floors, right?

“That’s right. It was enough to just rip off a tightly coiled stem without panicking with a dagger or break a slow-running one with force.”

Of course, there were times when I was very embarrassed to see him tearing off the entangled stems with force.

“On the 3rd and 4th floors, there are guys who imitate humans to some extent. The representative ones are green skinned and sharp ears, but small goblins and kobolds.”

“A kobold?”

“It looks like a dog, but it walks on two legs and uses tools. It may be a mine worker, but it carries a very old pickaxe.”

It looks like a dog, walks on two legs, and wields an old pickaxe. It feels like something is suddenly approaching me.

“They’re both monsters that aren’t that difficult. But, that’s just my standard. So!”

Tak, the stick hit the ground.

“This is what I want to train.”

“By the way?”

“yes?”

“Wouldn’t I die if I hit it with my body?”

The shattering stone golem is still vivid in my eyes.

The guy who couldn’t even scream his death sentence and turned into powder.

And the one who stretched out his vine and tried to tie her up, but was caught and torn to pieces with a groaning sound.

The whole scene passed my eyes.

If I get hit with that wooden stick, I’m sure I’ll die.

“…Me, Mr. Marcus? Why? You still don’t trust me?”

Tak, and the stick fell to the ground.

She came close to me, stride, stride, and then gave me a hug.

“Ah, Mr. Marcus. I can’t hurt you.”

stroke your hair wildly The arm behind my back pushes me further into her arms.

Confused by her sudden change in demeanor, I tried to push her away, but the overwhelming difference in strength did not allow me to do so.

“I’ll do anything for you. I’m just worried. What if you allow me to attack you? What if I can’t take care of it and get hurt?”

Back, her arm tightening me even more.

It got to the point where I couldn’t even breathe properly.

It wasn’t because they were squeezed in and physically pressured.

Her sweet, heavy whispers were weighing me down.

The heavy and powerful scent emanating from her seemed to slowly weigh down my brain.

The sight slowly turned upward. My vision went black.

“Then you probably won’t forgive me. I will protect you. Anytime, anywhere…”

It was at that moment that the winter wind enveloped me with a swish.

“Uh, uh, sorry. Sorry… oh my God. How, oh, my God…”

His face was bright red. Her face, which had turned to a blush, was soon covered with both hands.

The fluttering of her ears revealed her emotions.

I couldn’t keep up with the momentary change in the situation, so I stood there blankly, and then slowly drew cold air into my lungs.

…I was finally able to get myself out of that pressure.

“I, Marcus, I’m terribly sorry. I guess what happened to me. Please forgive me…”

He barely restrained her from kneeling on the spot and expressed his intention to return to training.

“Ah, that’s right. Certainly. That’s what I came here for today.”

But I couldn’t concentrate properly.

A sweet confession that melts your ears, and the desire to conquer that flowed along with her bold actions.

I didn’t know how to react to it.

In the first place, I couldn’t even understand why her attitude changed so drastically in such a short time.

Even at this moment, at the moment you explain to me how to train,

her eyes were bent

was smiling at me He was smiling and concentrating on me.

It wasn’t the conversation, the country was concentrating on the person.

How… burdensome it feels.

Perhaps it was more than burdensome, it might even be frightening.

But I was determined to swallow it.

She’s the person I need for my dungeon exploration. however…

I think I need to find out the reason why I’m exploring dungeons once again.

For her and my living expenses.

to support her family.

to live in this world.

Ah, yes, to live with her…

with her…

huh?

what?