Failed To Abandon the Villain - Chapter 95

Chapter 95

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‘I guess I’m not feeling well.’

Valletta chuckled.

Kak kak! (Coughing sound.)

With a pale complexion and dry cough, it seemed that the man’s lungs or bronchial tubes were bad.

‘Why do I see so many sick people these days?’

Valletta sighed and hid her face in Reinhardt’s robe. Her head felt like it was going to crack. She wanted to sleep. Perhaps she was too nervous to get the necklace.

“Are you a wizard? Are you in the magic tower?”

The word “wizard” seemed to hit Reinhardt’s nerves this time.

“No, my father is….”

“Master Desilian!”

Reinhardt frowned as a person suddenly interrupted before he could hear the answer. He sighed in annoyance.

Reinhardt, who stroked Valletta’s back before the rushing woman could touch it, did a spatial shift.

At the same time as the view changed, the inn was right in front of her. Valletta tiredly patted Reinhardt on the shoulder. She looked at him and asked him to let her down, and he did so meekly.

Wobbling, she took some coins out of her bag and stood at the counter of the inn. It was certainly smaller than the inns she had stayed at in the capital the other day.

“Two people.”

“Are two adults staying?”

“Yes.”

“How many days will you be staying?”

Valletta lowered her head as the conversation dragged on. Then Reinhardt stepped forward and smiled at the clerk. The clerk’s face quickly turned red and heated up.

“One week, please.”

“Oh, …… yes, yes.”

“I only need one bed.”

The sweet voice that sounded like falling honey instantly attracted the attention of everyone around. This was why Valletta wondered if there was any point in running away. Of course, the news would not spread easily overnight because it was far from the eastern part of the capital.

‘Thank goodness we don’t have internet.’

Everywhere she went, people took pictures and almost reported their recent activities on social media. Even though Reinhardt acted like he had no social skills at all, when she saw him having conversations like this, he looked perfectly normal.

“Oh, that… And we have separate supplies. What do you want me to do?” (Clerk)

“Supplies ……?” (Reinhardt)

“Yes.” (Clerk)

Reinhardt looked at Valletta with a strange look on his face.

How the scene was like from a movie, there were three clerks at the counter, and all three of them looked very much as if their souls had been drained by Reinhardt.

“If It’s good, I’ll take it.”

Reinhardt said with a smile in his eyes.

It was good that she didn’t have to say anything herself, but was it her imagination that the conversation seemed to be getting longer and longer?

“Please use the supplies, and be sure to wrap them in paper scraps and put them in the trash.” (Clerk)

What supplies do they wrap in paper or paper scraps and put them in the trash?

Reinhardt, who had a smiling face, looked suspicious, Valletta’s tired eyes looking at him absurdly.

“We will clean it every time you request it, and it costs extra. And if there are any traces of the affair left behind, there will be an additional cost for that as well……..” (Clerk)

“Wait a minute. What did you just say…?”

Valletta quickly interrupted with a tired look in her eyes. The moment the clerk’s gaze, which had been meltingly relaxed, met Valletta’s, it changed abruptly.

“Where are you talking about?”

“No way, the supplies are ….” (condoms ?)

“Yes, we do offer a service for two adults.”

“Hmm……”

Reinhardt looked at Valletta with curiosity.

As soon as Valletta turned her head and her gaze met his, she opened her mouth to say, “No need,” but Reinhardt was faster. Quickly, he grabbed Valletta’s shoulder, turned her around, and hugged her with one arm. Then he smiled at the clerk with his eyes.

“Then will you do that for me?”

“Oh, oh! Yes, yes, that..… I will.”

“I’ll give you the rest of the money as a tip. Buy something delicious and eat it. Let’s go up now, Valletta.”

“Hey, you’ve gone crazy…!”

Reinhardt looked refreshed when the clerk handed him a key and some of those ‘supplies’. Valletta bit her lip and shouted at him as she grabbed her throbbing head.

“You can look forward to it, Master.”

Reinhardt, who brought his lips close, whispered softly. Valletta, who had been squeezing his shoulder, tiredly buried her forehead in his neck.

“Snorta, don’t bother it…..”

“……I don’t touch what you cherish, Master.”

He didn’t like it, but he didn’t have a choice. It was an animal that his Master held it so many times. If she protected it, he would too. He wasn’t going to rob what she cherished like he would a slaughtered pig.

“You can go back to sleep. I’ll be right beside you.”

“I don’t want you to have nightmares.”

“I won’t make it.”

Reinhardt whispered.

Baretta eventually fell asleep with a pained expression on her face, her head still buried.

Reinhardt came into the room, closed the door, and carefully laid her down on the bed.

Snorta, who was wedged between them, turned its head. Reinhardt grabbed Snorta by the neck and put it on the floor, then he closed the window and curtains.

After casting a spell that allowed Valletta, who had just fallen asleep and was now groaning, to sleep soundly, Reinhardt put the keys and ‘supplies’ on the table and took off his robe. He carefully took off her robe as well.

As he pulled the thick comforter over her, he extinguished the candle and settled into place beside her.

Reinhardt, who had hugged Valletta, also fell into a deep sleep.

Snorta, who had been wandering around on its own while everyone else slept, its eyes shining as if it was tired and tried to get on the bed. After a long death struggle, in which it stabbed its nails into the dangling bedspread and grunted, it climbed onto the bed after a while.

Snorta swirled around on the bed avoiding people, approached Valletta’s face, and rolled up.

Snorter let out a snort and slowly closed its eyes. It seemed that an untimely early night had come to the inn.

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After a good night’s sleep, her head felt clearer. Valletta in particular felt it as soon as she realized it, but today, too, her head didn’t hurt and she couldn’t feel the cold sweat. Instead, she could feel the heaviness on the side of her face and around her waist.

Valletta wrinkled her brow with her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. Snorta was playing with its hands next to her face on the right, and one large ‘crazy dog’ was sleeping peacefully on her left.

‘What time is it?’

The sun was shining through the gap between the window and the curtains, so at least it wasn’t night.

Valletta tapped Reinhardt on the shoulder.

“Hey, wake up.”

“…….”

Reinhardt groaned and dug further into her arms. One furball and a warm human snuggled up together, plus the bedding was too thick, she was overheated.

“It’s too hot. Can you move away?”

“Master, I’m cold.. ….”

Reinhardt slightly opened his eyes with a weak sound. His red eyes still have drowsiness.

Valletta pushed Reinhardt out of the way, and this time she unwrapped his arms and pushed him out.

“Why can’t you wake up when you’re sleeping next to me?”

“It’s the same as Master sleeping quietly in my arms.”

“…….”

Valletta fell silent at the sound of Reinhardt’s mischievous laughing voice that was right on the target. She glared at him briefly, then she looked at Snorta and cried out loud.

“Oh, Snorta. How are you?”

Kian, Kian! Kiang!

Valletta smiled brightly and hugged Snorta, who was crying hard, as if to reply to its Master. Reinhardt’s eyes, which were still on his cheek as he lay on his side, widened a little in surprise.

“How did you end up raising it?”

“Duke gave it to me as a gift to raise.”

“Did he?”

Reinhardt’s expression became subtle as he watched Snorta, who was relentlessly charming and licking Valletta’s cheeks and neck, licking and licking.

Reinhardt smirked as he slowly licked his lower lip.

“Master, would you be interested in raising another dog?”

“A dog?”

Valletta’s expression became strange as she sat on the bed. She stroked Snorta’s head twice lightly and set it down on the floor again.

“Yes, a loyal dog that listens to its owner well.”

Seeing the smirk on his face, Valletta’s expression faltered. It was because she realized without difficulty what he was saying now.

“Are you still sleepy? Don’t go crazy here and get a hold of yourself.”

“Well, it’s a cool dog. A wolf is also possible. It’s beautiful to look at and I think Master will like it.”

“It’s not my type.”

Valletta replied with a tired expression, and Reinhardt opened his eyes wide as if he couldn’t believe it. Valletta got up from the bed, swallowing her vain laugh.

“Lie. Master mumbled something about getting rid of me every day and not letting my face deceive you.”

“…….”

Valletta’s face went blank. Turning her stiff neck, she saw that Reinhardt, who was lying at an angle, was sitting on the bed before she knew it, with his chin on his hand and crossed his legs.

“…… you, that……”

“I heard you mumble once in a while. That’s why I was determined not to hurt my face, and you didn’t even know it.”

“…….”

Reinhardt reached forward and stretched out his arms and pulled Valletta closer to right in front of him. His face came right up to Valletta’s nose.

“Master, do you like my face?”

Valletta was surprised by Reinhardt’s wide smile and quickly stepped back. The smile on Reinhard’s face deepened. She just wanted to rip the corners of his eyes out of those twinkling smiles.

‘Ugh, crazy b*stard……’

“…… So, where are we?”

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