I Grabbed the Tyrant’s Heart - Chapter 58
To be honest, I had been beaten by my now dead mother so much that this kind of thing doesn’t even hurt. She threw everything at me.
On one occasion, she threw a glass and it hit my head, breaking it. My face was covered in blood, but she didn’t even sympathize.
“Does it hurt a lot?”
Euseniel asked when I frowned at the eerie memory.
Before I would be delighted with this, but now my heart felt cold at the words that followed.
“So who told you to make a bet? I thought you were very strong, but you weren’t either.”
Euseniel said he likes men who are good at swordsmanship. Am I not worthy of you if I can’t beat you?
I got nervous.
“Euseniel.”
“Huh?”
“Would you like to see my body properly?”
“All of a sudden? Why?”
“You need to see if my body is to your taste or not.”
I stretched out my arms, watching her calm face contort. I could see my fingertips trembling, but I couldn’t even afford to hide my agitation.
“I’ll show you all the way down. It’s definitely your taste, ugh. It hurts!”
“I hit you to hurt you.”
Euseniel flicked my forehead. It didn’t hurt, but I just pulled her and buried my face in her belly.
“I will do better in a little while. I can handle the sword better. So, Euseniel.”
My breath was choked and the words couldn’t come out.
Ever since I made a pact with the devil, I have always been absolute. But now I feel so powerless.
Just like me in my childhood when I had to watch Euseniel being kicked out.
“Euseniel, look at my body. Is it your taste? Hmm?”
Did she read my insecurities? The hand that was trying to shake me off comes gently stroking my hair. My body tingles every time her fingertips brushed my scalp.
“It’s to my taste. And you use magic better than me. I can’t teleport.”
“…….”
“To be better at swordsmanship than me, I would have thought you weren’t Tess. When I was younger, I was better than you, so even when I grow up, leave at least one thing I am better at.”
Even without looking at the color of my soul or seeing what kind of emotions my soul is colored with, Euseniel always knows my heart.
“Euseniel.”
“Huh?”
I raised my head and stretched out my arms. I pulled her tiny head towards me.
I touched her plump lower lip and she automatically opened her mouth. As I dug into it, sweet liquid poured out.
I wrapped my arms around her warm cheeks and longed for them endlessly.
“Uungg…….”
The moan mixed with the nasal sound was so pretty that my body heated up.
Can I go to bed? Not yet? Will Euseniel be angry?
In the middle of a fierce battle between instinct and reason, Euseniel pushed me slightly and we fell apart.
Her slightly reddened face and fluttering eyelashes caught my attention, and I stood up. I lightly brought my lips to her moist lips.
Even her hastily exhaled breath was sweet, so I stayed there for a while.
After a while, Euseniel, who pushed my face slightly, said with a trembling eyebrow.
“Don’t do it, idiot. Don’t do anything with these wounds.”
A wound like this would heal in half a day, but I sat down obediently. I felt like I was going to cry at the friendly hand that applied the medicine.
Euseniel, what color is your soul shining when you see me?
I hope it is the color of a person who sees a lover she loves.
* * *
Unfortunately, I tried to rationalize that I couldn’t avoid Tess’ kiss because it was sudden, but I failed.
Actually, I held back from wanting to do it again. The nape of my neck was hot as Tess’s touch earlier when I changed my clothes still remains.
What should I do in this case?
Anyway, it was rude, so I should be angry, but I couldn’t be angry because I wanted to do it again.
My only response was to look at the scars.
It’s fine now because it’s new, but after a while, the swelling or bruising could be seen too clearly. I put some ointment on my hand and applied it to his back. When I was almost done, Tess took my hand and pulled me forward.
“Euseniel, here too.”
I was hugging Tess from behind, and my hand in Tess’s grasp was rubbing his chest.
“It hurts here too. You hit it with a scabbard earlier.”
The faint herbal scent of the medicine mixed with Tess’s sweet scent, passing through my nose and soaking my lungs.
When my hand passed the particularly protruding part of his chest, I unknowingly clenched my teeth.
Was Tess’s body like this?
Shoulders that are now noticeably wider, firmness filled with muscles. Even the chest and stomach felt in the palm of my hand belong to a man who has consistently trained.
Even though he looks slim, it’s to my taste that it’s all muscle…… how did he came up with all these things?
Answering ‘it’s to my taste’ was not meant to reassure Tess, who was trembling, but I truly mean it.
“You do the rest.”
“I also had bruises on my thigh-”
“-You do it.”
Tess nodded his head with a whimpering face. At times like these, it was just like when he was young, so I touched his bangs without realizing it.
“Wait.”
With a brightened face, Tess, who had headed for the bedroom and the study, soon appeared. He was holding something in his hand.
“Euseniel, a birthday present.”
Looking at it with a curious gaze, Tess smiled brightly.
“I couldn’t give it to you before.”
What Tess held out was a long package. When I opened it, a longsword came out from inside.
“Thank you.”
“A kiss in return?”
I gave him another flick to the forehead.
The sword boasting the sleek body was very unusual.
“Why is the sword body black?”
“That’s because I fed my magic.”
“…… huh?”
“Euseniel likes the color black, so I thought you might like black swords too.”
It’s not that I only like black. If I answered like this, I thought he would ask me what color I like, so I just accepted it.
“Are you going to use this in the future?”
I didn’t want to see disappointment dwelling in the sparkling eyes, so I couldn’t cut it off and just evaded it.
“I will try.”
“You have to bring this sword with you when you spar later, okay?”
“Umm…….”
While I’m thinking about it, Tess’ shoulders drooped.
Want to read more? Up to [12] advanced chapters are available on Patreon:
For update pings, novel discussions and/or to send mistake reports, join our server~!
