This Book is Not Available for Subscription Under the Age of 18 Chapter 111

Is a housewarming party… like this? (3) – unedited

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When the safe door opened, the safe was lined with worn-out papers from how often the Count had looked through it. She took out a few that were on top.

One was like a household book. The reason why she thought it was one is because there was only one item written on that was like a household account book.

“How much of that expensive magic ball did you buy?”

The date and the number of purchases were endlessly listed. Feeling dizzy, Chenin opened the next piece of paper.

―Death toll in Bennon village : 124. 42 magic balls required. Collection manager Guernia Polchen.

The documents that were organized were full of words that Chenin could not understand. Then, she saw a place name so familiar that her eyes widened.

―Sezaine, 31 residents. The wide, even plains were far from the capital, and there are few outsiders coming in, very suitable for use as a wizard training center.

“… what is this sound?”

As she searched further inside the safe, there was countless data on places where the Black Death had killed all the villagers, places where many victims were produced in a civil war, places that suffered severe damage due to natural disasters, etc.

―Trentus reconstruction plan. The current emperor, Crihel Vehidan Trentus, who was obsessed with corrupt ideologies, needs to be driven out and the right ruler is…….

Chenin hurriedly covered her mouth at the upcoming scream. What did she just see? She was about to check the documents again with a boiling and dangerous curiosity, but she heard footsteps from afar.

Startled to the point that her body jumped, Chenin hurriedly piled up the papers in the safe and put the key in place. And she pretended that nothing had happened as she sat on the sofa and stared out the window into the distance. Soon, the door opened.

Gulp-

Salive passed her mouth.

“You're still here? Go back to your room.”

Who just told her to wait? Chenin lowered her head, hiding her expression.

As she was about to step out the door, she almost bumped into someone. It was the saint.

“You have a guest.”

She's not a guest, she's someone from County Abitz.

The door closed behind her as soon as Chenin came out.

Chenin could not move her feet right away, but stood in front of the door for a moment, and put her ear close to the door. She hears the saint's voice.

“As expected, the story went well, Count Abitz. But, like I said, they should never get hurt. Not even a small scratch will be tolerated.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

“And this commotion…….”

As if to become one with the door as the voice was getting smaller and smaller, Chenin pressed her cheek against the door. However,

“Madam, what are you doing here?”

“Kyaak!”

Hearing the soldier's voice from behind, Chenin had to calm her startled chest.

“The Count has commanded me to guard in front.”

“Ah, I see.”

And the saint's voice came along.

“There was a rat.”

Chill-

It made her spine cooler than any threatening words.

Chenin had to run away and return to her room and put a blanket over herself.

Late in the morning, so late as the sun was shining warmly on my face, Merson's familiar scent, soft pillows, and the soothing sound of breathing… It was truly the best sleeping environment.

Embracing Merson's body, I smiled bashfully, soaked in euphoria. I like my hand stroking his hair, that the 'umm-' sound came out.

“Wake up! You jealousy-inducing couple! The sun is in the middle of the sky, you guys! Take care of your patient!”

Crack-

The warm holiday moment after a long time was shattered. I was used to the daily routine of waking up with Merson's soft and sweet kiss, but I felt as if I had woken up to an annoying alarm sound.

“You put the patient on the floor and go to sleep?”

“… shut up.”

Eventually I had to get up. Evan was sitting in the chair, looking down at us with a dissatisfied expression.

“PPFT! HAHAHA! Erina, why are your eyes like that?”

“What's with my eyes?”

Evan took the hand mirror on the table and showed my face. Oh, I know this. It is completely similar to the carp I raised in the elementary school classroom when I was young.

“I don't think this is me.”

“Hahaha! Can't you see?”

“Um, it seems that I see less than usual…….”

I slept soundly after a long time, so my face was swollen like seaweed soaked in water. Very tingling. Then Merson got up, grabbed my chin, turned it around, and looked intently at my face.

To this guy, 'swelling' seems like a word that doesn't belong to him. You are still handsome today, my friend.

“Pretty.”

“What, Merson? No matter how love blinded you are, look at that face.”

“It's pretty, Erina.”

“No, what is the standard of prettiness? Take a good look.”

“Guys, stop it.”

I slapped Evan's back with my fist as swollen as my face. Then he fell to the floor helplessly. Huh? I didn't hit him that hard. Evan groaned in pain as he lay on his stomach.

“Ugh- You're still sick?”

Oh right.

“I thought everything was better because you were fussing in the morning.”

“Not just that, but it's not morning now, is it?”

Growl-

In Evan's stomach, there were pangs of hunger.

“Is that really true?”

The spoon was finally gone from Evan's hand. It had been a long time since Merson and I emptied our plates right after we came down to the dining room on the first floor to fill our stomachs and the food was served.

Next to Evan was a pile of neatly arranged plates, as if a dog had licked it clean, as tall as his shoulder.

“Did you eat it all?”

The fact that he let go of the spoon was more important than Evan's question. It was because I had been sitting on the chair for a long time and my back started to hurt.

But Evan grabbed the spoon again, as if laughing at my wish.

Chapter end