Chapter 191 – Side Story – Later Story (Azazel)
It was a wonderful meal that I hadn’t had in a long time.
It was not an empty word that was usually spit out in a formal way, but a feeling that came from the heart.
Having spent a lot of time on magic research or experiments, I used to eat simple meals every time, so this dinner had no choice but to come across as very exotic and positive.
At the same time, it was also surprising.
Can you make such a delicious dish?
The feast of taste that far exceeded expectations was not only limited to the taste buds, but also delighted the five senses.
With this level of cooking skill, I don’t think I’ll starve to death even if I quit being a saint.
Suddenly, I stared at the versatile Makarov.
“Didn’t the food suit your taste?”
He shook his head reluctantly.
I can guarantee you that if you don’t like this type of gourmet food, you won’t have many things to eat in your life.
You know how to cook a normal home-cooked meal?
The taste is not normal at all. What are you talking about?
I said, dipping the leftover broth from the chicken stew into the bread.
“… I kept telling you, it’s delicious.”
“I’m glad if that’s the case.”
He wouldn’t have said anything even if he boasted like usual, but he was a shy guy with a smile.
I didn’t express it, but I was excited about that.
We finished eating and cleaned up after ourselves.
I had a great dinner, so it was okay to clean up after myself.
However, it was Makarov who stubbornly refused.
When I insisted that there was meaning in being together, I had nothing to say.
It was nice to see his face, so I didn’t hesitate any more.
A short conversation took place during the cleaning process.
It was a suitable small talk that could be done at any time.
The subject was cut short.
About Aria’s sister or Einstein.
Also, there are conflicts between countries that are not interested in, rumors of bizarre phenomena happening, etc.
They were just enough topics to keep the conversation going with Makarov.
Conversation revolves around the surface like an idling wheel, and deep topics are rarely brought up.
I’d say it’s thanks
The mental compulsion to confess has diminished.
But on the other hand, there was no practicality to speak of.
Did you say that you can’t reach me if you don’t tell me?
What Arya said fits perfectly.
Then the moment finally came.
An uncomfortable moment of silence in which both of them shut their mouths tightly and no conversation continues.
Silence follows.
It was late at night, so I could easily pick up the slightest noise.
Why can’t I hear anything?
There was only the periodically chirping of grass insects.
Stuffy.
I didn’t want it to go on like this, so I said it out loud.
“I will wash.”
Oh
Words preceded thought.
She had to go to bed soon, so what she was going to say about washing up was the main point.
It was a huge mistake.
After I said it, I felt regret.
Are you washing up all over again?
How will Makarov take it?
“… Yes?”
As expected, he looked very surprised.
Hey, it must be absurd to suddenly wash up.
I responded bluntly to hide my embarrassment.
“Washing, me.”
Soon he regained his composure and replied.
“I see.”
Pain.
It felt like squeezing a very sour plum into my mouth.
I packed my shower supplies with a movement that would be considered stiff even if I thought about it.
Then I looked at him and asked a question.
“You?”
What are you going to do?
The afterword was omitted, but he shrugged his shoulders, as if he understood roughly.
“After Miss Azazel has washed, I plan to wash too. It’s time to go to sleep.”
“… Hmm, okay.”
What do you know?
I blamed myself for what I said like an idiot, grabbed a towel and pajamas, and headed to the bathroom.
Like running away.
I washed my body with shower products and soaked myself in magic-heated bathtub water.
The pleasant hot water seems to relax the body.
Along with the exclamation, a sad sound came out.
“… Whoa, that doesn’t work.”
He buried his head in the water and sighed through his mouth.
Bubbling bubbling.
Air bubbles floated to the surface and popped repeatedly.
Hot.
My head is very hot.
The reason must be that the water is hot.
Not at all shy
That’s right.
Where’s the need to be ashamed that I’m washing in my house?
No, let’s leave this topic.
It’s like there’s more blood rushing to your head.
When I came to my senses, I was all washed up.
I couldn’t even remember what I was thinking about when I washed it.
Drip.
Water droplets ran through her not-short hair and fell to the floor.
I wiped off the water with a towel and dried my body with wind magic.
It became moderately soft.
Now it was my turn to put on the pajamas I had brought with me, namely the negligee.
Swoop, Swoop.
The sound of the fabric brushing against my skin was all the more vivid for no reason.
“Ah.”
I realized it only after wearing the negligee.
It’s translucent.
Why did I pick this up?
He pressed his forehead with the palm of his left hand.
“… How do you get out like this?”
That it all shines
I opened the bathroom door just a little bit.
Profit.
Suddenly, a loud knock was heard.
I can’t help not noticing this.
With a feeling of desperation, he stuck out his face.
Our eyes met.
I was watching.
Makarov.
His gaze on this side is hot again.
“Did you wash everything?”
“Uh, uh, yes.”
“Didn’t you bring your clothes?”
“… It is, but.”
I had a hard time explaining the situation that I was ashamed to go out because of the translucent clothes.
* * *
Smoke billows from the body.
It’s like washing it with hot water.
I sat on the edge of the bed and swayed my feet.
My mind never calmed down.
The human heart is cold and cunning, and even if you are courageous, you will soon be terrified.
‘What should I do?’
Honestly i’m scared
I’ve never done it before, and I’ve only been rejected by people I like.
That’s why I didn’t go back to thinking, “How is it anyway?” As usual.
It has become negative and introspective.
‘I have to invite you.’
First of all, there is only one bed in his house.
So that’s what I’m saying.
Let’s sleep in the same bed
Unless that man is also a eunuch, he will know what he means.
Thinking this far, I laughed out loud.
‘Are you a child?’
He shook his head reluctantly.
This is the only thing I devised while suffering from headaches.
It was a time when I needed the advice of a mature woman.
However, such advice was far from Azazel.
At least among the people around Azazel, the mature women are Edelis and Aria.
Edelis is busy assisting King Leon, and Aria’s advice is not helpful.
‘I’m stamping it as my own.’
Yes.
I mean, it’s easy.
Where should I seduce this poor body?
The puck will come over, the puck will come over.
Azazel was distraught in many ways.
In fact, it is also something that should be eaten lightly.
You can see it as a simple stamping.
There’s no reason to be nervous.
I don’t have it.
Why am I nervous
Makarov, who had just come out of the bathroom, sat right next to me.
Shining blonde hair and moist eyes.
My chest feels hot like it’s been burned by fire.
“Miss Azazel, are you still asleep? First of all, tell me it’s okay to sleep…”
I have no idea.
I only see you.
Only the man named Makarov is visible.
It’s funny.
What kind of plans did I have?
Did you come up with such a plan and be successful?
You watched, hesitating, then it was taken away.
I hate it now
Like my sister said, I’ll have it.
He pulled Makarov’s arm.
Makarov, who lost his balance at the sudden action, landed on top of me.
Dump.
Each other’s breath touches the bridge of the nose.
“It’s Makarov.”
Wouldn’t the words tremble?
Would it be okay
Perhaps her face was blushing.
Your eyes will also become moist and messy.
“I can’t.”
“What do you mean?”
It’s been a pleasure working together for the past few months.
And without you, I was empty.
The person you are has eroded my daily life as if it permeated.
I’ll be bored without you now
Maybe I’ll just think of you all day.
I mean so.
“I need you.”
Hug you
He stretches out both hands and desperately embraces them.
“… Can’t it be me?”
A strong hand pushed me away.
I opened my eyes and looked at Makarov.
“Ah.”
Is it rejected again?
My heart sank for nothing.
My heart feels like it’s going to explode.
Even if you try to get used to it, you can’t get used to being abandoned.
The corners of the eyes became more hazy.
Ruined it
No mood, no plausible plan.
It looks like this because I do it the way I think.
What would have changed if they had gone as planned?
It was a time when I wanted to shudder with a sense of shame.
Your face gets closer
I closed my eyes.
I don’t know why, but it seemed like it should be.
Then I felt a soft touch.
At the same time, something hard hit.
A little louder
Was it too hasty?
It seems that the kiss caused the lips to rupture and bleed.
We explored the tongue for a while and then fell off.
Laughter erupted as the area around the mouth was invaded.
How clumsy you are
You and me too
“It hurts, stupid.”
“It’s bad that you’re cute.”
It was half-hearted, but it wasn’t too bad.
Rather, it was heartbreaking.
Men should have a little bit of confidence.
“I like being called pretty rather than being called cute.”
“You’re pretty, Azazel.”
Look at the change of words.
Well, I don’t feel bad, so let’s see.
“Then kiss me one more time.”
He granted my request right away.
My first kiss tasted like iron.
It tasted amazing.
