Chapter 77

(Aaaaaaa, Lord Ozvalt's sleeping face...!!)

Seeing his unguarded expression, Charlotte's heart began to beat wildly.

Despite her desperate efforts to avoid direct eye contact at close range throughout the night, she finally ended up looking directly at him. Charlotte covered her face with both hands to protect herself from the overwhelming presence of Ozvalt.

(This is terrible, unbelievable, and serious!! The situation of sleeping on the same bed with Lord Ozvalt...!!)

Charlotte and Ozvalt are married, but in the mansion, they have separate rooms.

After saying goodnight to each other, they return to their respective rooms to sleep. Of course, Charlotte has never slept on the same bed as Ozvalt before.

Charlotte faced this crisis just last night.

They went out for dinner and took a short walk around the holy city at night before returning to the inn.

The maids prepared the baths in separate rooms, and both Ozvalt and Charlotte finished their preparations for bed.

When Charlotte returned from the bath, she finally noticed that there was only one bed in the room.

"Please, Lord Ozvalt, use this bed, please...!!"

"...You..."

Ozvalt, just out of the bath, still had wet hair, which he pushed back because it was in his eyes. Normally, she would want to etch this sight into her memory, but she needed to resolve the emergency first.

"If that's the case, where do you plan to sleep?"

"I have a fine sofa, or the floor will do just fine!!"

"Stop it! Why do you insist on using the floor as a chair or a bed!?"

"The fortune of sleeping in the same space as Lord Ozvalt must be balanced by the hardness and coldness of the floor...!!"

"I get it. So, you..."

Faced with Charlotte's frantic pleading, Ozvalt sighed.

"Are you afraid to sleep in the same bed as me?"

"K-k-k-k-k...!"

Her body trembled as her true feelings were so accurately discerned.

"W-w-w-w-w, how did you know!?"

"I'm your husband, how can I not know you better than anyone else?"

"Uwaan, Lord Ozvalt is so intelligent and handsome...!! But if you understand, please allow me, I absolutely cannot sleep with you!!"

"Why not?"

Because of Charlotte's clear rejection, Ozvalt narrowed his eyes slightly, looking a bit sulky.

"...We haven't done anything more than kissing yet."

("Yet"!?)

Though tempted to focus on his choice of words, Charlotte realized she had given a misleading impression.

"Lord Ozvalt, that's not it! What I fear is myself, my foolishness and baseness...!"

"Your...?"

"A healthy person turns over 20 to 40 times a night, a king-sized bed is about 2 meters wide, and the average arm length of women on this continent is about 70 centimeters! The possibility of my hand accidentally touching Lord Ozvalt while I'm unconscious during sleep is very high!!"

"Wow, you. Even with amnesia, you can rattle off trivia so casually."

"Touching Lord Ozvalt while he's sleeping is absolutely unacceptable...!!"

If such an accident were to happen, Charlotte couldn't forgive herself. She wanted Ozvalt to have a peaceful sleep, and she couldn't be the one to disturb it.

"If you absolutely won't sleep with me, you take the bed and I'll take the sofa."

"!?"

Charlotte's eyes widened at Ozvalt's unexpected statement. However, his expression made it clear that he wasn't going to back down.

"Ua... uua, uaa...!!"

"Pull yourself together, don't fall apart. — Either you let me sleep on the sofa, or you sleep in the bed with me."

"Uwaahhhhh!!"

Given such a choice, there was no way Charlotte could refuse.

"Ugh, uu...!! Lord Ozvalt, please, put up a barrier here on the bed...! I must protect Lord Ozvalt from myself...!"

"Wait, calm down. Don't put up a barrier between us while we sleep. Besides, you are..."

Charlotte, who had been trembling, noticed that Ozvalt had started to say something but stopped, and she looked up.

"...Lord Ozvalt...?"

"......Besides, we're going to see that person tomorrow. Let's get some rest."

Charlotte nodded, understanding that Ozvalt had intentionally changed the subject.

[Announcement] I've started a new work!

Title: 'Nice to Meet You, My Betrayer Husband.'

A strong bride, dressed in a blood-soaked wedding dress, arrives at her own wedding to begin her revenge, and a cold, beautiful husband who kissed her but refuses to cooperate.

* A happy-ending romantic fantasy where a strong girl gets what she wants and finds happiness.

https://ncode.syosetu.com/n7032ij/