Chapter 290 Jealousy
Nova frowned. The other person's breath was all over his face, and his lips were numb from it. He always had the urge to rub it hard to relieve the tingling sensation that was drilling straight into his brain.
He was still wearing glasses, a pen between his fingers. His pale eyes still held the sharp, cold gaze of deep thought. He raised his eyelids and looked down at everyone with a cold, intimidating air. His thin, slightly pursed lips were a red, wet mess, evident from a gentle lick. There was a white tooth mark at the corner of his lips, as if he had been licked unconsciously.
"you--!"
Those smoky gray eyes had noticeably widened, Azuka thought with amusement, like a frightened cat with its fur standing on end. He removed the man's glasses, snatched the pen from his hand, and casually placed it on the table. Then, he grasped the hand that had tried to resist him, digging his fingers between them, clenching and holding tight, so that he could kiss his lover more deeply and greedily—and, as expected, was bitten hard by his nemesis who had been unable to bear it any longer.
The savior licked the increasingly strong bloody taste in his mouth with satisfaction, chuckled softly, and leaned over to gently kiss the lips that were slightly opened due to rapid breathing and also stained with a few drops of blood, again and again.
"Why are you so soft-hearted?" He chuckled softly, "I was bullying you. I could have bitten you harder..."
The professor was trying to calm his breathing. He pulled his hand out and wiped his numb lips fiercely. Hearing this, he couldn't help but look up and glared at the madman who had clearly bitten his lip but still looked happy with a look of madness.
"I'm not soft-hearted. I'm bleeding." He cursed with a dark face: "Is your pain sensory nerve abnormal? Or do you have a damn pain fetish?"
"I don't quite understand, sir." The guy replied with a smile: "But I am happy to bear any pain you give me myself."
He was willing to kneel before the tyrant's throne that belonged to him alone, and willingly accept all the tyranny, arrogance, cruelty and madness of the moon - and then transform into the most gentle yet most sinister tide in the world, plotting to devour both sides completely.
The professor was silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed the blond young man by the collar, and forced him to lean over and lower his head to him with one hand on the back of the chair.
Although he was completely shrouded in dark shadows, he completely ignored the potential danger and appeared extremely calm and composed, with his back straight, as if he was the master who controlled everything.
The black-haired young man first used his thumb to rub the beautifully shaped lips with a gently upturned lip line, roughly wiping away the overflowing blood. Then, he unceremoniously inserted his fingertips and carefully touched the mucous membrane on the inside of the other's lips that had been clearly bitten.
"Just be quiet if you have a mouth ulcer." The professor withdrew his hand, twisted the saliva on his fingertips, lowered his eyes and said coldly.
Seeing the savior still looking innocent, the devil added expressionlessly: "When the time comes, I'll catch some cockroaches, crush them, and squeeze out the juice for you to drink. It will work wonders."
Azuka: “…”
Azuka: "I admit that I am threatened by you, sir."
Azuka: "How terrifying."
"Then think twice before you go crazy." Nova frowned and lectured him: "Pain is the body's warning and protection mechanism to avoid suffering greater harm. You shouldn't-"
Being hugged. The black-haired young man blinked in confusion. The guy seemed to be very aggrieved. He put his knees between his legs, half of his body hanging on him, and rubbed his cheek against his hair so hard that the seat, which carried the weight of two adult men, creaked under the heavy load.
"...What's wrong with you?" He hesitated, pulled out a hand, and gently patted the other person's back: "I was just joking. You still have healing spells. I won't really let you eat cockroaches."
But the man simply buried his cheek in his shoulder and mumbled a vague "I know." The professor reflected for a moment and realized something strange seemed to be going on regarding Kennett Shrike. He still couldn't understand what had sparked this man's inexplicable emotions, but since he had already hinted at it...
"...Alright." Azuka, who was taking the opportunity to pet the cat, suddenly heard his nemesis sigh in frustration. He lifted him slightly from his body and stared at him solemnly with his clear gray eyes.
"I ask you this now," his old enemy repeated gravely, without missing a word: "What is your relationship to Kennett Shrike?"
“…”
What should he do? He actually developed a rare sense of guilt... of bullying or even defiling someone.
The professor looked at him in confusion as the guy suddenly kissed him a few times on the face, then he hugged him tighter.
"It doesn't matter at all," the other party said sullenly. "He's not even worthy of being my enemy."
"Oh." Nova blinked slowly in his arms.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I was just a little too eager to see you jealous." The Savior rested his forehead against the other's and whispered frankly and gently, "I shouldn't have fantasized about making you feel irrational and unhappy about this relationship just to satisfy my selfish desire for possession and control, and to alleviate the uneasiness and anxiety deep within me."
"But you just... took it for granted that you were on my side, without even a second's doubt." He kissed his lover's eyes with great piety. "I am touched by your trust in me, but I also blame myself for my meanness... Please forgive me, my sir."
The professor was stunned for a moment. He thought for a moment, then slowly patted the other man on the back. "...Sorry?"
The arm around him tightened for a moment, and the black-haired young man asked hesitantly in a low voice, "Do I seem to make you feel... uneasy?"
“…”
"You know, in a sense, I'm not a normal person, and I don't understand how normal lovers get along." He raised his head and tentatively kissed the other person's slightly pursed lips. "So if there's anything I'm doing wrong, please point it out, correct me, and teach me. I will do my best to correct it as long as it's feasible and does not violate the overall situation."
The other party still didn't speak.
"...What did I say wrong?" Nova frowned slowly.
"No, you really are..." The blond youth seemed to be suppressing some impulse and slowly exhaled. His jaw was obviously and subtly tensed, which looked a little scary.
"Now, kiss me," Azuka commanded in a low voice.
...This was all his old enemy's fault, he thought grimly.
…
Little Batman suddenly found himself under house arrest.
No, he did not suffer any physical coercion, but his activities were completely restricted to the school.
He wanted to secretly inform his family, but just as he took out the crystal ball furtively, it shattered into pieces in his hand, leaving him alone in the empty room, sweating profusely; the classmates or servants who tried to ask others to help deliver the message were puzzled when they faced his hint the next day, and looked at him like a madman, as if nothing had happened yesterday; the letter he secretly mailed was lying quietly on his desk intact within one night.
After repeated attempts, little Bateman finally broke down. The torture of lying on the scaffold, awaiting the blade's fall, had made him forget his fear and his dormant state. He seized Percy Brody, the only person he could contact who knew the truth, and began to curse, "What the hell is your cousin trying to do? Can't we just give him a quick death, whether he lives or dies?!"
But before he could grab the boy's shoulder, the boy suddenly seemed to have eyes on his back. He grabbed and twisted the boy's hand in response to the stress, twisting it into an incredible angle.
"You fucking—Ouch!"
Warlocks in the Dharma Ending Age no longer possess the glory of the Age of the Gods. To survive, they must learn some physical skills, but their skills alone are not as strong as those of warriors. Little Bartman, who considered himself quite skilled, was actually twisted by a rather frail-looking boy and left to cry out in pain.
Percy suddenly came to his senses and was met with the distorted and broken features of his mortal enemy. He loosened his hand somewhat awkwardly and warned with a stern face, "Don't approach me from behind."
He was completely stressed out. God knew how that god had managed to beat him half to death without any physical contact with him. His scalp immediately went numb when he heard the strange sound of wind beside his ear.
The black-haired boy coughed softly and raised his chin towards the little Batman who was hissing and gasping for air while holding his wrist. “When I need you, I will naturally find you.”
"Need me?" Tran Batman was almost amused by his anger. "Do you think a Batman is just a knife placed on the table, waiting to be used at the disposal of a distinguished gentleman?!"
"Isn't it?" The boy raised his chin proudly and glanced at him in surprise.
Little Batman: "..."
——Brody is not a good person! Not at all!
The professor is very busy.
Little Batman was just a small episode. Even the St. Bartolomeo School of Warlocks was just a temporary stopover for him, a place where he could kidnap most of the second generation of the royal court as long as he blocked the school gate and set up a machine gun - just kidding.
With the Savior around, the barrier of the Saint Bartholomew School of Warlocks was meaningless to him. He met some people, and some people came to see him.
During this period, these young people who were assumed to be the future of the empire were still repeating the beautiful campus life of attending classes, doing homework, collaborating and harming each other, quarreling and fighting every day. The storms in the outside world had not yet hit them head-on, but anyone with a little keenness could see that dark clouds had already covered everyone's head - until the first thunder exploded in their ears, awakening the confused world.
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