Chapter 179

“It’s an important story.”

He must have felt the quiet oscillations in my voice. Because he was a man with a keen sense of everything about me.

“Excuse me, Grand Duke.”

Ricdorian stiffened his body at the gradually changing voice and his name.

“I don’t talk about myself well to other people. In fact, in the past, I wasn’t really curious about myself either.”

The story of the day when I thought that I could just live comfortably.

“Because it’s useless to talk about what’s already happened.”

For similar reasons, I don’t get angry easily. I don’t raise my voice If there’s no reason to.

“And actually, I don’t really care what other people think. It’s enough just to keep my back warm and eat well.”

The days I lived like that. Those days when other things didn’t matter as long as my comfort was there.

“But why are you?”

I pulled out the hand he was holding. Ricdorian’s eyes widened at the big and determined movement from me.

“Why do you make me regret?”

I tried to smile, but I don’t know if it went well.

It was easy to pretend to be calm from fear and unfamiliarity, but the opposite is not easy. The warm and tickling things made me more vulnerable than the bitter emotions.

Your blindness makes me in trouble.

“Even if I go back, I will feel sorry for you, or I may feel more heavily than I do now.”

I bit my lips slightly.

People who usually do not pay attention to their emotions, and those who have let go of them carelessly, are often flustered by the flames burning in their chest. Like me.

Francia added a bit sarcastically, but the seriousness of the situation was sufficiently conveyed.

“Iana, how a bad person I am.”

Ricdorian whispered to me, facing his forehead with mine. It was a bold contact that he would never have been able to do, but it was no longer his usual self. Sincerity flowed from him, who shared memories and emotions.

“I wonder if Iana will feel guilty looking at this scar. I had such a bad idea.”

Instead of avoiding it, I gently grabbed his cheek.

“…so bad.”

“Huh.

He laughed out loud.

“Because I was that desperate.”

When there was no time to think about life. Don’t you know if you know that it feels pathetic and pitiful?

I gently rubbed his smooth cheeks with my thumb, then he slowly opened his lips.

“I must be punished.”

He lowered his eyes and muttered,

“It’s too bad, you should be punished. You.”

I muttered that as if to comfort him, reminiscing about his dog-like whining personality a long time ago, and then Ricdorian tilted his head to meet my gaze.

Then he slowly bent his eyes.

“Kiss me as a punishment.”

Very desperately.

No one threatened or intimidated, but there was a lot of tension within this short distance.

I looked at him for a long time and then let out a small sigh.

“…close your eyes.”

***

In fact, Ricdorian asked me to kiss him, but he didn’t seem to expect it. I just rolled my fingers into his interlaced hands.

The evidence was that he didn’t take any action.

Perhaps that’s why? He couldn’t hide his surprised eyes even though his personality had changed at my words. However, he has been a good listener for a long time. That’s how his behaviour was.

“I like closing my eyes.”

Although irrational, his growth mode was a bit arrogant, the big core was no different. It’s still the same, he slowly closed his eyes.

He has silver-colored eyelashes fluttering down. I took a deep breath as I watched his eyelids close.

The hesitation didn’t last long.

I grabbed his collar and kissed him. It was just an ignorant kiss on his lips. I said that I would do it, and then did it with a little bit of leeway, but I didn’t really want to do more than this.

But, as always, things didn’t go as planned.