This may be the first time in my life that I have received this much attention.
If I didn’t let my thoughts fly in the direction of the day after tomorrow like that, I was going to pass out.
Lord Solomon continues down the hallway with me in his arms.
His imposing appearance is like that of the owner of this mansion.
He does not seem to be bothered at all by the attention of people who pass by him, wondering what is going on.
No one could speak to him, perhaps because the good-natured Lord Solomon has the sternest face I’ve ever seen.
And I am no exception, confused by his unusual appearance and unable to say anything.
It was supposed to be a temporary illness fabricated by Lord Solomon, but I must have been like a real sick person, having completely pale.
(Is Lord Solomon angry with me? Why?)
In the short time we’ve been apart, I worry that something has happened.
But the atmosphere was not conducive to asking questions.
We arrived at a room that is open as a rest room for invited guests.
He told the butler who was passing by what was going on and closed the door to the room tightly.
An unmarried man and woman, neither of whom are engaged, hole themselves up in the break room.
There was no way he didn’t know what that meant.
“Lord Solomon!”
Calling him to blame doesn’t stop him.
He walked over to a bed at the back of the large room and lowered me onto it.
There was a creaking sound, and Lord Solomon climbed onto the bed.
He covered me and put his hands on me.
“?!!“
His amber-colored eyes glint uneasily.
I almost stopped breathing as I was shot in the eyes, sharp as a wild beast’s.
Lord Solomon’s body is muscular, though it is hard to recognize it with his graceful gestures and soft smile.
It becomes more noticeable when he peeks at you from above.
I’m sure Lord Solomon could hold my resistance with one hand.
(scary)
Instinctive fright made my body tremble.
“…….”
I can’t take my eyes off him, even though I’m so scared I can’t stand it.
In the shimmering vision of her tears, Solomon-sama gasped for breath.
His neat face was distorted with a pained crumple.
The hand on the side of my face tightens its grip on the sheets as if to hold something against me.
Surprised by the approach of Lord Solomon’s face, I involuntarily meditate, but after waiting for a while, nothing is done.
Eventually, I felt a hard touch on my upper collarbone.
When I fearfully opened my eyes, what I saw up close was Lord Solomon’s whirlpool.
He was still, pressing his forehead against my shoulder.
“……?”
“Don’t be nice to anyone but me.”
The breath caresses the decollete.
The unexpected words made me roll my eyes, forgetting that I had been frightened.
“Don’t smile at anyone but me.”
His voice and physique are those of an attractive adult male.
But for some reason, I looked like a spoiled child.
Instantly, my fright faded and only confusion remained.
“Solomon-sama?”
“Just look at me. If you don’t go to ……, people will fall in love with you.”
(That’s ridiculous.)
I was taken a back.
What kind of beautiful woman does this person see in me? I can’t decide if I have bad eyesight or bad taste.
“That’s impossible.”
Regardless of how Lord Solomon may have seen me, I am in fact a very ordinary woman.
He is an ordinary person with no talent or ability to speak of.
“You just don’t know your own value.”
His face is still downcast, but the tone of his voice is a little closer to his usual.
I could imagine the unfaithful expression on their faces without even looking at him.
“Even if you say that, ……. If I were really attractive, I would have found a fiancée long ago.”
There were a few men of the same age here and there among the lower nobility who were close to my relatives and fiefdom, but I have never experienced an offer of engagement.
Since Count Reed’s family refuses to marry politically, he has no application as an in-law and is thus forced to look for one on her own.
“Your honesty in looking at things without prejudice and your kindness in not asking for anything in return are only effective against high ranking aristocrats who are immersed in a dirty world. Those who have grown up in a privileged environment, who are trapped under the skin of beauty and ugliness, will never understand your charm.”
(Lord Solomon, you glorify me too much. ……)
My kindness is whimsical and self-indulgent.
No matter how much trouble someone is in, I will not reach out to them if helping them will harm me, my family, or my friends.
Even probably some prejudice too.
If I seem fair and without preconceived notions, that’s simply because I’m ignorant.
I say whatever I want because I don’t know the deep-seated issues and history behind the prejudice.
Life-size me is classified as ‘those who grew up in a privileged environment,’ which Lord Solomon is not willing to be.
He is a naive man who has lived a carefree and effortless life, loved by his family and surrounded by kind people.
“I am not such a wonderful person. I am just one of the many cunning and cowardly people around.”
“…If that’s really the case, then that’s good.”
Lord Solomon mutters in a gravelly voice.
“If Chelsea had been just a girl, cunning and cowardly, …… I wouldn’t have had to suffer so much pain.”
Lord Solomon’s hand is inserted into my back as I lie on the bed.
He held me tightly with both arms, as if clinging to me.
“Dear Lord Solomon…..”
“Chelsea.”
I was held tightly in his strong arms and was unable to move.
It was a little suffocating, but I couldn’t say ‘let go’ in front of someone who seemed to be suffering much more than I was.
I like Lord Solomon.
I think he’s kind, fun, and cute when him laugh.
But when asked if I love him as the opposite sex, I can only shake my head.
I have never been in love, so I don’t know what infatuation is or what love is.
Still, I know that the amount of heat is not at all balanced with the emotion that Lord Solomon has offered me.
As such, I have no right to hug back Lord Solomon.
But it was hard to wait and do nothing.
He repeatedly holds and opens his hand without holding it.
After a bit of hesitation, I touched his hair, which seemed to be very touchable.
“Huh?!”
With a crack voice, Solomon-sama’s body jumps.
I immediately let go of my hand to see if he didn’t like it, but Lord Solomon stopped moving.
I resume petting his head, fearfully.
The golden hair was soft to the touch, softer than I had imagined.
It slipped through and spilled out as I ran my fingers through it.
(Feels amazingly comfortable. Like a cat with long fur.)
I was supposed to be comforting him with goodness, but before I knew it, I was captivated by the feel of her hair.
(And it smells good.)
The scent that softly flutters through my nostrils is a citrus scent.
I am not very good at men’s perfumes, but since Lord Solomon only has a faint scent, it is not unpleasant.
It smells so good mixed with his own smell. I want to keep smelling it.
(I also smell a little of sweat, but it’s not unpleasant at all. Strange.)
Perhaps because I was thinking, the finger that stroked my head deviated and snatched my ear.
Lord Solomon’s shoulders shook so much that slowly he looked up.
(…… That’s bad)
I stop when I see the look on Lord Solomon’s face.
His face was bright red and his eyes were slightly teary.
He stared at me with resentful eyes, and I realized that I had gone too far.
“Chelsea……”
“Sorry, sorry……”
Even if you raise your hands and indicate, ‘I won’t do it again,’ you probably won’t be forgiven.
And although I was too late to notice because I was preoccupied with the feel and smell, before I knew it, Lord Solomon’s hair and eyes had turned black.
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