Those servants dared to blaspheme you with filthy and vulgar language… Burning them was merely a slight punishment. Had you not noticed, the pain would have lasted much longer.
My protagonist... my muse.
He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw when he looked up was the huge painting in the center of the room. His body suddenly trembled violently, and the fingertips gripping the painting turned white.
No...no, that's not allowed.
I can't talk to him.
If that demon finds out, then even he—
It can be taken away too!
Leisen clutched the sketches tightly, as if he were holding onto unattainable dreams.
His shoulders trembled slightly, his face was deathly pale, and he bent over deeply, gagging with his mouth open, but nothing came out.
Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer. He staggered to the painting, picked up the cloth from the ground, and covered the painting again.
Then, he slid down the corner of the wall little by little, letting his long hair cover his face.
The next day, Willie waited at the restaurant for an extra half hour, but Lysen still didn't show up. Even Lansa could see his displeasure.
The cooled egg was pressed onto the table, rolling and making a crisp cracking sound, like bones breaking. With slender hands, Vili carefully peeled the shell, breaking it into small pieces and feeding it to Dario.
Then, he carefully dried each of his fingers with a wet wipe and patted the werewolf's head.
"Dario, would you like to try something different today?"
"I eat whatever my master feeds me."
Dario's eyes followed Vili, as if he didn't care even if he was putting poison into his mouth, and he didn't hesitate for a second.
Si Yuan, standing to the side, had a flicker in her eyes.
"Young master, I'm very good at cleaning..."
"It's my pleasure to serve you."
Vili glanced at him, and before he could speak, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye, and his steps became particularly hesitant.
Today he's more like a wary rabbit, the kind that'll run away at the slightest sound.
"You're too late."
Standing up, Vili looked at him.
"Feel sorry."
Leisen kept his head down, his voice weak, but he didn't mention a word about the fact that they hadn't agreed on a specific time.
Oh, another one.
Si Yuan remained expressionless, took a step forward, and deliberately blocked the seat next to Vili. Unexpectedly, Leisen didn't even glance at him, but instead chose the furthest seat to sit down.
...A feigned retreat to lure the prey?
He secretly raised his alert level by one level.
As he expected, the young master, who had never seen anything like this before, had his eyes light up and waved to Leisen repeatedly.
"come over."
Leisen didn't move, but his body was trembling, his fingernails digging deep into his palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks.
"Please...please just say it."
For some reason, seeing his restrained expression, Willy suddenly found a bit of mischievous amusement.
My heart felt like it was being scratched by a kitten's paw, bubbling up streams of dark, wicked water, creating a strangely...exciting feeling.
"Ahem." He cleared his throat, his tone meaningful. "Don't forget, I still have something on you."
—He was referring to those paintings.
"..."
Leisen paused, then reluctantly got up and walked to Vili's side, seemingly unintentionally pushing Si Yuan aside.
Lansa looked at everything before her, feeling somewhat dazed.
Master and pet, young master and butler... and now there's this domineering CEO and innocent rabbit dynamic?!
...Damn it! It must all be these men's fault!
They're the ones who corrupted Vili!
She gritted her teeth and gripped the tablecloth tightly.
Willy tapped the glass gently with his fingertips, and as he pondered, a mischievous smile suddenly appeared on his lips, fleeting as it came.
"Si Yuan".
He called for his butler.
“Lesson has just awakened from hibernation. After so much time, the castle must be very different from what he remembers.”
"Go and call all the servants over, and let them recognize the people."
"Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to offend or offend the young master of the Scarlett family."
"This is my responsibility as the heir to the castle."
As he spoke, he tried to suppress the upward curve of his lips and nodded seriously.
"..."
Si Yuan gave Lyson, who was bowing his head and remaining silent, a strange look in his eyes, and confirmed:
"all?"
"all."
"...I will obey your orders."
However, before he turned to leave, something else occurred to Vili.
"There's no need to call out to Deville; he should be staying by His Highness's side these days."
Twelve minutes later, fifty-four servants from the castle crowded into the small dining room, with the people at the end of the line even extending outside the door.
Thanks to Deville's long-standing training, they all stood ramrod straight, and not one of them whispered among themselves, despite not understanding why.
“Then let them introduce themselves to Leisen one by one,” Vili said to Si Yuan.
"……yes."
During this process, Vili secretly observed Leisen and noticed that the other man kept his head down. Although he tried his best to remain calm when responding, his hands, which were resting on his knees, were unconsciously clenched tightly, and he was unable to meet the servant's gaze.
Sure enough, you were scared!
Hmph, Vili thought to himself with smug satisfaction.
But watching this kind of drama for too long gets a bit boring. He propped his head up with his hand, yawned boredly, and didn't notice the fleeting glance that Leisen cast at him.
...Did I make him feel bored?
Leisen bit his lip, his lowered eyes somewhat dim.
He shouldn't have come... but by the time he came to his senses, he was already standing outside the restaurant.
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