Chapter 54 – The Elf Who Wants to Eat Pudding (4)
Survival instinct sounds a red alert.
All my emotions took human form, screaming at the elf right in front of you to bow down.
However, acting on instinct only produced the worst results. I took out a handkerchief from my bosom, catching my scattered reason.
‘Let’s think. What did I do wrong?’
We need time to sort things out. I wiped my mouth with the slowest possible touch, grasping the flaws in my actions.
‘Did you notice that I was hanging out with Esily?’
If the elf had noticed that he had been having fun with Esily rather than having a fight, he would have understood the current situation.
Then, should I appease the elf by insulting Esily here and now? After wiping my mouth, I hesitated to open my mouth.
‘For a moment.’
A series of clues.
It was because the elf’s behavior when he greeted me raised questions.
‘If I was in a bad mood from the start with Esily, there was no need to smile brightly when I saw me at the restaurant.’
Obviously, the elf who came out of the kitchen smiled whitely at me. There was no sign of hiding his anger in his immaculate smile.
It was said that the elf’s emotions had been calm until then.
If so, where did the anger come from? While diligently rolling the abacus in my head, I was able to find the reason for the elf’s resentment in the pudding. Because that was all that was left.
‘Did he get mad at me for eating pudding?’
Are you saying that you’re angry enough to show murderous intentions because you barely ate a piece of dessert? It was incomprehensible, but for now it was the most likely.
First of all, check the facts. I folded the handkerchief and tucked it into my bosom, pointing to the pudding dish as calmly as possible.
“Could it be? Pudding here…….”
“Master. There is no pudding there.”
“…… Wasn’t the pudding that ‘was’ here just for me?”
The elf’s eyebrows twitch in irritation. Thanks to this, I could see that the elf was upset about the pudding.
It wasn’t the pudding prepared for me, but I ate it. He didn’t like it, so he must be angry.
If so, is there a hole through which to escape?
‘No. None.’
It is impossible unless it is a miracle of throwing up the eaten pudding in a circular shape.
It’s a real sense of frustration and an abyss. No matter how much I thought about it, the only thing I could do in this situation was to run away.
I got up from the table and got out of the chair as calmly as possible.
“I’ll take a little walk and come back.”
“Master.”
But the elf couldn’t leave me alone.
Red eyes that contained only anger, excluding other emotions, were looking at me with a vicious force.
“The meal will be ready soon. Take a walk after eating.”
“…… Then go to the office and come back.”
“It would be good to see you at work tomorrow. Being overworked is bad for your health, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
My hands are sweaty. I was wondering if there was any other excuse, but I held on to the one remaining hope.
“Ah! I’ll have to see if the chief chamberlain is doing well. He said he had a cold, so I need to check his condition.”
“You don’t have to worry about that. He said that he had recovered from his cold and would return to work tomorrow.”
“Anyway, anyway. As the head of the family, it is natural to come to see the state of the head chamberlain-”
“Sit down.”
The mouth that was making excuses is closed. It seems to be a warning that I won’t stay still if I’m upset more than this, so I calmly sat down in my chair.
‘Ruined.’
What am I going to be now Am I going to be taken to the great forest and become the slave of the elves…? ….
The elf slowly opened his lips as he was imagining all sorts of scary things in his head.
“Master. I think Master will have to punish me severely.”
It’s a strange sound while listening.
“Severe corporal punishment? You didn’t make any mistakes, how can I…….”
Scary to say, the elf dropped the teapot and teacup he was holding. Chaeng-Geurang! The glass shattered, the tea exploded, and shards scattered all over the place, rolling across the floor.
I looked at it, thinking it was crazy, and the elf indifferently pursed his lips.
“I’m sorry. His hand slipped and he made the ‘mistake’ of smashing the teacup. If you are a strict master, will you educate a poor slave like me well?”
How can I say that it’s a mistake…… !
It’s unfair and crazy, but if you rebel here, you might really die.
Let’s stay calm. Rather, this is an opportunity. Aren’t they saying that instead of killing me or dragging me to the great forest, they will treat me with severe corporal punishment?
The problem was that the harsh corporal punishment meant sexual intercourse. The elf in the last sexual torture was asking me to have sex.
‘But right now it’s impossible.’
Having sex was a test for both the elf and me.
If I don’t pass the test, the elves will treat me as useless. The future that would unfold the moment it failed to prove its usefulness to the elves was never bright.
So you have to prepare It means that somehow we have to find a way to satisfy the elves.
“Ten days.”
Having calmed down, I started negotiating.
“I will severely punish you in ten days.”
Give me the end of ten days.
In that amount of time, I will become a man you are satisfied with and lead the sex.
At my request, the elf pondered for a while. It was about three seconds later that the troubles were revealed as a breakdown in negotiations.
“Ten days is too long, Master.”
“So about a week…….”
“In a week I will forget my mistake.”
The mistake the elf said was referring to himself or me.
I, who was drooling at the ambiguous words, raised my right hand and spread it out. Five fingers cover the elf’s emotionless face.
“Five days. I think I can punish you properly in five days.”
“Hmm. Five days….”
Passasak. The elf stepped on the shards of glass and came towards me.
The elf, flickering inside the beautiful foe, lifted up his thin, beautiful hand and folded my little fingers.
“Four days.”
A mischievous smile spreads across the elf’s mouth his.
“I think I will be fine in four days. Isn’t that right, Master?”
Ten days turned into four days. It was a schedule that had no choice but to be chased by time, but I had no choice. As long as the elf was angry, the absolute best was the elf, and I was only E.
I hated the butterfly effect brought about by the pudding, but I couldn’t help it. Because it was me who ate the pudding, no one else.
“Okay. In four days…… I don’t think it will be difficult to break your chastity.”
“I believe I am not alone in my chastity.”
The elf’s expression relaxed.
The eyes, which no longer contained any intention to kill, were announcing that the negotiations had been concluded.
A heavy feeling of relief settles in my heart. As I relaxed and leaned back in my chair, the kitchen door opened and the chef walked out.
A friendly smile appeared on the face of the chef who found me.
“My lord! You’ve been waiting.”
A bowl was held in each of the chef’s hands.
One was cream pasta, and the other was rye bread cut into bite-size pieces.
“Just finished cooking, and it went well. I put a lot of effort into making it, so give it a try!”
The chef who came to me puts a plate and cutlery on the table. Looking at the hot steam rising, it looked as if it had just been completed.
The elf looked down at the cream pasta, then circled the table and sat down next to me.
That was a little suspicious.
‘Didn’t I bring a bowl of dog food and eat food waste at my feet?’
Today, for some reason, they don’t even have a bowl of dog food and they don’t lie down at my feet. What do you mean? After glancing at the elf, I turned to the chef.
“Chef. It’s nice to have a dish, but what kind of cream pasta is it all of a sudden?”
“Ah. I had some fresh milk in the freezer, so I tried some.”
“Fresh milk? It looks like you brought it from the ranch, right?”
“Yes? Didn’t the head of the family bring it?”
“Yes? What do you mean? I’ve been to the ranch…….”
The elf pulls on my arm sleeve. When I turned around, he was looking up at me with innocent eyes.
“Master. Don’t you remember? You went to the ranch with me and milked it.”
“When I went to the ranch……. Ah.”
Goosebumps all over my body at the low realization.
I hope this
‘Is it made with elf’s milk?’
Otherwise, the fact that there was milk in the freezer that the chef didn’t even ask for was inexplicable.
After returning the Leviham to the cathedral, I went to the office to do some business, and the bucket was gone, so I thought that another servant had removed it, and I was careless, but it seemed that the culprit was an elf.
By the way, is this elf trying to feed me creamy pasta made from his own breast milk his? I’m so dumbfounded that I can’t even say anything.
What a fucking bitch…… ! Do you think I’ll cater to your insane hobbies…… !
“Eat, Master.”
“I will.”
However, people sometimes have to learn to bend their pride.
I didn’t want to upset the elf who had calmed down all winter, so I picked up a spoon and rolled up the cream pasta.
My eyes were on the cream pasta, but my attention was on the elf.
It was because the way he was staring at me was more awkward than I thought.
‘They want me to appreciate it.’
She probably wants to hear what creamy pasta made with her own breast milk tastes like.
It was a pathetic hobby, but there was nothing I couldn’t listen to. I held back the disgust and popped the creamy pasta into my mouth and chewed it.
The soft yet savory flavor spreads in your mouth. The taste wasn’t bad, but the thought that it was made from elf’s milk kept making me sick.
“How about it?”
But you shouldn’t make a tee. I muttered in a polite manner.
“It tastes not bad.”
“Would you like to continue eating?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Hey. You can eat it yourself if you want.”
That’s a refusal on my part. I was silent, and the elf asked no more.
In ten minutes like that, I ate all the creamy pasta and ate the plate. I was a little upset, but I was patient.
“You ate well. Your cooking skills are getting better and better.”
“Thank you, Head of Household!”
The chef, delighted with my words, takes an empty plate and disappears into the kitchen.
Thanks to that, the elf smiled lightly in the space where only the two of them were left.
“Poohyung.”
I didn’t know what the laughter meant, but I could tell that it made me feel better. As I stared at it, the elf leaned over to me.
Her elegant silver hair flows down her shoulders, and her red eyes emit a subtle light under her neat eyelashes. The starlight from the night sky, which had already become evening, dyed the elf’s face blue.
“Is the master really…….”
Like a mischievous cat.
The elf stroked my thigh.
“How much milk will you give me?”
The hand that was leading to the groin her stopped.
Then, as if nothing had happened, he withdrew his hand.
“I look forward to it.”
The coy smile on the corner of the elf’s mouth was bewitching, but the corners of my mouth his didn’t even move.
The anticipation in the metaphor of the elves sounded like a threat to me.
Survival cannot be guaranteed only by yielding to threats. I made up my mind and grabbed the elf by the chin and lifted him up.
“You can look forward to it. It’s like a bug.”
The eyes of the elf and mine collided in the air.
Esily was right. I won’t support you
As always, I will reign over you as a cold-blooded psychopathic master.
You can be whatever you want.
If it’s to protect my everything, anytime…… !
