The ballroom is always cramped. My clothes and the people’s gaze on me are so heavy that sometimes it weighed me down.

This was especially the case today.

As soon as I entered the ballroom without anyone notice my presence, I opened the curtains of the terrace. The moment I stepped there and the outside air comes in direct contact with my skin, I felt better.

It would be reckless to wait for the ball to end at this rate. It’s obvious that the chilly weather would make the ball stays a little longer than usual. It’s about the dignity of the nobility.

At the moment, I was in a good mood. I closed my eyes.

Then the light pouring out onto the dark terrace.

It was rude to enter the terrace when the curtains were closed, and it’s obvious who would commit such a discourteous act.

“Nocton?”

How did you know I was here?

An unexpected face greeted me when I turned over.

She has a long brown hair. A woman with a stunningly white dress came in and closed the curtains tightly.

“It wasn’t—”

“I’m sorry, Roa. I wanted to be polite, but I need to talk to you.”

“What’s going on, Alice?”

It’s Alice Limorand. A friend of mine for ten years. She’s the heroine of a novel, the precious Duke’s daughter who used to be a Baron’s, who will be betrothed to my childhood friend, Nocton Edgar.

I didn’t mean it as metaphor. It was an unbelievable story, but I was reborn in a book’s world and she is the main character. Her beautiful angelic face, good personality, and the dramatic changes in her background were proving Alice’s status. I have no doubt that she is the heroine.

Why would Alice come to me with such a hesitant face?

All I could think of was a funny guess, and I laughed dimly. I don’t love Nocton but there are too many people in the world who are mistaken. It’s sad to hear that even my precious friend is one of them.

We’ve been together for a dozen years, and I’ve been trying hard enough to get close to him, so no one really believed me when I deny it.

“Alice, I’m telling you, I—”

But what came out from Alice’s lips is not something that I expected. It was not an apology that said I’m sorry, I can’t help it.

“I know it sounds crazy, but actually I have a foresight.”

“Huh?”

What are you talking about?

Before I can proceed what she had said, she exclaimed with a determined look.

“Duke Edgar is a terrible villain!”

Uh, wh—what? What?

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When did I realize that I was reborn in the book’s world?

I don’t remember exactly but it doesn’t seem to take a long time.

It is thanks to my fondness for reading romance novels. The vague memories of my previous life has made me doubt myself.

Maybe I was born into a novel.

The beginning of the doubt was when I grew up and looked into my own reflection in the mirror.

Rose-like crimson curls, dim-colored eyes like the leaves of a rose, and—

“Carol.”

“Yes, my lady.”

“I look very mean.”

— a pair of sharp eyes, no matter who sees them.

“I look worse than the witch’s illustration in the novel.”

“Umh— it’s good, you look charismatic….”

“Don’t lie to me.”

It was late to say it’s pretty, because my eyes were surprisingly fierce. Of course, It was not a lie that I was as lovely as a kitten. However, the others in my family have gentle eyes. It’s unusual for me to have haughty eyes.

Somehow the mere sight of myself made me shudder. From there I began to feel something like deja vu. My appearance reminds me of a typical villain character.

Although I blamed myself for thinking too much, I began to feel uncomfortable whenever I looked into the mirror.

But until then, I was only a little concerned.

Then, the moment I saw a boy at the party I attended with my parents, that deja vu feelings were coming back.

‘Oh my god, it’s Duke Edgar!’

The boy’s beauty, who was only ten years old, was already completed. Black hair with graceful curls, a beautiful face like a porcelain doll, and a pair of light purple eyes; he created a night-like atmosphere.

Even if he’s not a Duke’s successor, his appearance was enough to draw attention.

While admiring the ghastly good-looking face, somehow I felt familiar with his black hair.

In one of the novels I read before my death, there’s a male character whose name was Edgar. Although the contents were a bit blurry, but the column with a black haired man embracing a woman with a brown hair vividly depicted in my memory.

Even then, I still could laught at my delusion, thinking I don’t think it’s really like that.

But eventually the reality hits me.

It’s the day when I travelled to a secluded estate for relaxation.

“Are you a nobleman?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

It was the moment when I saw that girl; the daughter of a poor baron—whose brighter and more beautiful than anyone else in this world.

“Your face looks like someone I used to know, what is your name?”

It was the moment when I saw her brown hair.

“It’s Alice Momont, miss.”

It was the moment when I knew her name is Alice.

‘Oh my god.’

The vague contents of the book became clear and enlightenment came like a lightning.

As I suspected, I was born in a book’s world.

It was an undeserved sense of awareness.

In fact, from what I remember, it was not a very special novel.

The heroine’s childhood was a little different.

The main character, Alice, grew up as the daughter of Baron Momont. She was an illegitimate child so she wasn’t treated well.

She grew up with all kinds of humiliation, yet she still had a bright personality and kind heart. Soon, when she became an adult, it was revealed that her background was false.

Alice, who was known as the illegitimate child of the baron, actually was the youngest daughter of the Duke of Limorand.

The story goes like this.

Baron Momont was a knight of the Duke. He joined the Duke’s knight when the Duchess already had two children, and the moment he saw her, he fell in love at first sight. He lives under the delusion that she loves him too, and becomes angry when the Duchess was pregnant with Alice, the Duke’s third child. He thought the Duchess betrayed him.

“I will make you regret for betraying me!” The line was something like this.

The funny thing was, at that time, the baron was already married and father of two children, but he paid no attention to his family.

The baron, who intoxicated with his emotions, makes an ugly plan. When Alice, the Duke’s third child, was born, he kidnapped her.

He took advantage of the midwife’s weakness, changed the child to a stillborn baby, and brought the real baby to his house as an illegitimate child.

As a child brought for revenge, there is no way for Alice to be properly raised and treated well.

She was going to end her life by living an unhappy life and being sold into an unhappy marriage.

She did.

But two decades later, Alice’s misfortunes come to an end by the midwife, who was silenced by the baron’s threat.

It’s because of the truth that the midwife, who was dying from severe illness, confessed in her will. Her grand birth revealed and she becomes the Duke’s treasure. She went through many things, left the Baron’s family, loved by her new family and found her love.

That’s what the flow of the story was like, so I realized that even if I was born in a book’s world, nothing would change.

Unless I become the third-rate villain who stand in the main character’s way, the story will flow regardless of me.

Although I didn’t read the book completely, I read it until the mid-second half so I knew the name of the important characters. And there’s only a small part of the villain…

… wait a minute.

I pulled out a mirror to the sudden rise of facts.

My face, which is not different from usual, was reflected in the mirror.

Rose-colored hair, round forehead, thick eyebrows, and upraised eyes. I couldn’t judge a man’s character based on his looks, but my eyes looked as bad as always.

Looking at the familiar glance, the contents of the book slipped into my mind.

Wasn’t this the image of the villainess who was executed for harassing the heroine?

“—Rose glared at Alice with a blurry look. The sharpness in her eyes were still there, but the usual hazy eyes—”

I didn’t remember exactly what happened before and after that, but I think there was such a phrase.

Perhaps due to the author’s limited vocabulary, I remember about a dozen more lines with the description of her eyes.

It’s a typical Cinderella Story; not only the protagonist, but the villain was also cliche.

For God’s sake. My name was Roa Valrose. A redhead with sharp eyes. And similar surname with the villainess.

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I realized that I was born in a book’s world as the villainess who bullied the heroine. It’s a predictable story so what the villain would do is really obvious.

She starts with trivial things such as insulting the heroine, spraying water, finding fault with her etiquette, and later carries out the assassination of the protagonist.

Of course, the male lead does not close his eyes.

In fact, Edgar’s character rakes out the sins that the villainess had committed and puts her in the fire.

I remember a little bit of what it was described in.

“She was eaten by a flame that more red than her hair.”

Is it okay for an all-year-old novel?

I thought it was cool when I read it, but it was a completely different matter when it became myself.

Of course, I didn’t have the confidence to do so even if I was told that I could live viciously.

Sometimes I get irritated and angry, but at a common level.

The only things that are not common are my mean cat-like eyes.

Although I can live as rationally as an adult, but my child’s body is a default setting.

However, no one can be sure what the future would be like.

Maybe the original story is based on fate and I would act like a girl crazy in love and try to kill Alice.

In the beginning, being reincarnated in a book was something I couldn’t possibly expect, how can I be sure that there will only be common sense since then?

It made me feel uncomfortable to think of such a thing. I thought that if I had a close relationship with him, I would be able to avoid the burn.

To be honest, I had to rely on the protagonist.

Although the hero’s love story was not particularly memorable, but by the nature of the romance genre, the male lead would be the most perfect man in the novel. Appearance, background, abilities, and love.

Maybe I can take away the lead role.

With that kind of ambitious desire, I decided to approach Nocton Edgar.

The first time I saw the boy was a year ago, but at that time, I wasn’t really interested in him.

I was just admiring his good looks and feeling strange. Of course I wouldn’t deny that Nocton Edgar’s appearance is overly aggressive, but I didn’t miss the attention.

Although his appearance and background were enough to make him stand out, he was also famous for his obscenity.

There was a suspicion that Nocton Edgar, who was recognized as the Duke’s hair due to his outstanding abilities even though he’s the third son and still young , was born of the Duchess’ infidelity. Whether it was true or false, people have merrily criticized Edgar’s mistake and having rejoiced over his misjudgement.

There was, of course, a shallow premise that the boy would be dragged down from his position as the successor. It wasn’t easy to believe that a young boy could become an heir just by his abilities.

Therefore, despite his beautiful appearance and exceptional talent, only a few people approached him.

Rather, his looks became a laughingstock and his excellent talent was devalued because of his appearance.

Later, people would try to gain his favor, but for now … this is not the case.

So it was an opportunity for me.

Wouldn’t there be a hope if I approached him when he was lonely and in his difficult time?

It was a selfish and opportunistic idea, but I couldn’t afford to question my conscience or anything at all because I thought I might get burned.

So, a year later, I approached Nocton Edgar at a party.

The boy was leaning his head as if he was thinking about something.

“Hello?”

The boy raised his head in amazement, for he had no idea I was approaching. Even from a distance, his impressive face was quite shocking.

I wasn’t exaggerating. It’s to the point that I doubt whether he was a human or a devil. “Um … You’re Nocton Edgar, right? Do you know me? I went to the same party last year.”

“You are the second child of Marquis Valrose. I remember.”

“How do you know that when I haven’t even introduced myself? You have a really good memory.” I laughed at the reply, but the awkwardness gave me goosebumps.

Why do you use such honorifics? The noble children of his age speak up well from the beginning, but the Duke of Edgar’s educational policy is quite something.

I’m a little bit discontented by the overly adult way of talking.

At that time, the boy’s eyes widened as if he had noticed my negative thoughts.

“Excuse me, young lady, but you do you have any magical items?”

It was a sudden question, colorless of a moment’s hesitation.

In this situation, all of a sudden, magical items? I shook my head a bit. “Well, I want to ask, do we have to use honorifics? If you were ten last year, you’d be older than me, and if you weren’t, we’re not grown up yet, are we? It’s a little distant. I don’t have anything to say if it’s convenient for you—”

“All right, if you want to.”

It’s pretty, so I’ll watch it.

Seems like I was talking too much about Nocton Edgar’s face, but I can’t help but be influenced by his appearance in a state of almost no good. Every aspect of his face is pretty.

My cheeks glowed hot.

“I’d like to have a little more talk with you, Roa Valrose.”

I don’t mean to be a mind reader but … he knew I was fascinated by his looks.

Nocton Edgar gently bent his eyes.

I don’t know if he just smiled, or used his good looks, but it was enough to exclude myself from my intention.

“I want you to come to the mansion after the party, Valrose.”

Without thinking, I nodded freely.

In the real sense, that was my first encounter with Nocton.

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Nocton Edgar was sensitive to the feelings of others ever since he was born.

When he was young, he could feel how others felt about him, and when he was growing up, he knew how people felt about others.

It was possible because he was a natural black wizard.

In black magic and professional books, this particular power, called ultra-microscopic magic, is sensitive to human emotions and especially negative emotions among others. It was the only power that could interfere with the minds of others.

To be born as a natural wizard, you needed a special circumstance. But to carry this magic that runs from usual orbit, you needed more than any other magic.

A natural black wizard is born with parental hatred.

The feelings of either the mother of father were enough, but it was clear he needed to feel ashamed of himself as if he were a devil.

It’s a magic that a child only can conceived while superfine mana is actively moving with excess emotion.

That’s why, in this age, there was only one natural black wizard and it’s Nocton Edgar.

The only power was to distract the boy from his childhood and even though he had been knocked down, Edgar did not believe in people … and he had just turned 11 years old.

He stood in the middle of the party and listened to the flowing story.

Because of his natural magic, he was more sensitive than others so he could hear even the tiny noises.

Thanks to his special ability, it wasn’t just the sound of silk.

He could feel all kinds of filthy feelings toward him, such as ridicule and malice, which were full of the Duchess’ stigma.

—It’s the next Duke. He’s only 11 years old and he’s the heir to the dukedom, beating his brothers….

—He was five years old when he became the successor. I heard he’s very talented. Is it possible to talk about something that you’re capable of at that age? Although he has a beautiful face.

—That’s ridiculous. Is it because of the talent to put an illegitimate son on the Duke’s seat? we don’t even know who is his biological father. His Grace is still in his senses. He’s not that stupid so even if he do a crazy thing right now, he’s going to go back to where things are.

—But who is the real father? His Excellency was not able to visit the Duchess, so I’m sure it’s an affair.

“Hello?”

The sound of the stuffy cried was swallowed by a nearby noise.

In a little surprise, Nocton raised his head.

Red hair and dark-green eyes, as if they had drawn the color of a rose. The gorgeous girl was looking at him with a shy smile.

It’s seems like she was approaching him when he’s busy listening to the flowing conversation.

He never spoke to her, but Nocton knew at once who his opponent was. It would be hard not to know.

As soon as Roa Valrose appeared with her parents at the party, many of the aristocrats were excited.

‘Oh, you’re the second daughter of Marquis Valrose, are you?’

‘Oh my God, she’s so cute. She looks like a cat!’

‘The eyes are a bit weird but….’

‘It goes well with the hair color.’

He couldn’t pretend he didn’t hear the loud chattering of the noise.

Not only adults, but also children were busy huddling the redhead girl.

Of course, there must have been virtue that the child is the treasure of a powerful man named Valrose.

No matter how beautiful and shiny they are, there is a wall that can not be overcome by appearance only in the society. Whether it’s a bit dull or natural, the parties seemed irrelevant.

For Nocton, that was the first time he realized that not everyone would be ridiculed because of their beauty.

“Um … You’re Nocton Edgar, right? Do you know me? I went to the same party last year.”

“You are the second child of Marquis Valrose. I remember.”

“How do you know that when I haven’t even introduced myself? You have a really good memory.”

Strangely, she laughed. She has a small dimple on her left cheek.

The Valrose’s Marquis said that he had not yet begun formal education for his second daughter, which is probably true.

On the outside, he smiled politely, but Nocton found himself being sarcastic inside.

He thinks she’s very excited because she was shy, what is—

When he was thinking about it, he suddenly realized that he had a different feeling.

Strangely enough, he didn’t feel Roa Valrose’s mind.

Someone who was talking to him, how they feels about him, could be vivid as his own mind.

Since he was born, it was very natural to Nocton. Like moving your hands or feet, or smelling them. It was a natural thing, as if you were looking at it with your eyes and hearing it.

He felt frustrated by his unreadable opponent.

The colorful painting seemed to have not painted a single color.

Therefore, he had no choice but to ask the girl who was not interested in what to say.

“Excuse me, young lady, but you do you have any magical items?”

“Huh? No.”

“Then, why— oh, excuse me.”

“Well, I want to ask, do we have to use honorifics? If you were ten last year, you’d be older than me, and if you weren’t, we’re not grown up yet, are we? It’s a little distant. I don’t have anything to say if it’s convenient for you—”

“All right, if you want to.”

It’s not a big deal, but it was annoying to keep talking so Nocton stopped. It was rude, but the child with her eyes wide open and checks flushed seemed not to think so.

He can’t read her mind even though her face is so frank.

It’s a good thing she doesn’t know.

Nevertheless, it was quite interesting and exciting to have to guess the feeling of the other person through facial expression, voice, and gesture.

On a rather spontaneous note, Nocton though he wanted to talk more with Roa Valrose.

However, if she were to be lured by words, it wouldn’t work like he wants.

Undeniably, many people were reluctant to see the Duke.

If she says she’s going to hang out with him, he’s sure the Marquis will scold her and complain about how filthy he is.

Then the child, who had been fascinated by his beautiful appearance, would soon changed her mind, then criticizing and mocking him.

It happened many times, and he knew exactly how it was going to go.

So this time, just sweet words were not enough.

Magic flowed out of Nocton’s eyes. It was a simple hypnotic magic that made her listen to him.

In the past, the other’s person mind felt abnormally sudden change, so he could immediately know whether or not the hypnosis was done … but this time, he couldn’t do that.

This doesn’t mean it doesn’t work.

“I’d like to have a little more talk with you, Roa Valrose.”

Nocton curled his eyes gently.

It was not difficult.

His father was the sweetest person in the world and he knew the best how much it mistook him.

“I want you to come to the mansion after the party, Valrose.”

As soon as the red-haired Valrose nodded, Nocton was convinced that his hypnosis had worked.

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Attracted by Nocton’s invitation, I started to go in and out of the Duke’s mansion, even at my parents’ dissuasion.

Only three months later, I gave up the role of the heroine.

I swear to God, I’ve never seen such a cheap baby.

The character of Nocton Edgar was unusual, for someone would say he wasn’t the main character. I went to think of a little boy whose face was blushed by a small favor, who had no words and couldn’t express emotions well.

At first, I didn’t even realize his personality was bad because he smiled mildly with a pretty face.

Strictly speaking, he was ignoring his true nature.

“Oh, you fell down.”

“Didn’t you just let go of your hand on purpose?”

“I’ve been losing my grip lately. I’m sorry.”

It’s either.

“Will you hold that for me?”

“You’re not talking about that pile of books with fifteen copies of the suit tied up, are you?”

“That’s what you’re looking. I’m not feeling well, so I asked you.”

It’s either.

“You want me to get you a what?”

“The 9 centimeters mantis in the window frame. I want to go and see it.”

“….I’d rather catch the trolls.”

Even though the same thing happened frequently, I was charmed by his smiling face and didn’t even realize I was played.

And Nocton Edgar was so noble that even the word “go out” is also an elegant twist.

I didn’t get it.

After a few months, he showed his true colors.

It was his birthday so I worked hard to pick a gift for him—Later, it turned out it wasn’t his birthday. I was fooled by the suggestion his family would not give him a birthday party.

I didn’t know what he would like, but I thought of the empty sleeves of his outfit, so I prepared a cuff button.

It was a button with a black diamond in it.

I saw a smoky silver lining inside when the magic treatment was done. There was a lotus blossom inside and it was pretty like an aurora in the night sky. I was thinking about whether to have it myself or gave it to him.

“It’ll go well with you, Nocton!”

After watching the cuff I had brought for him, Nocton had a strange expression on his face.

It was originally difficult to the read the boy’s emotions, but his expression was unrecognizable that day.

But considering what’s going to happen next, Nocton Edgar may be very clever and Roa Valrose might have thought he was uninterested.

The smiling Nocton lifted up the cuff I gave him.

“Sorry, my hand slipped.”

He dropped it into the lake in the garden.

What happened just now?

I was not immediately aware of the absurdity of the hard-won cuff button sinking into the lake.

I’m just looking at Nocton with a blank face because there’s too much gap between the Nocton Edgar in my head and his behavior right now.

Then, he smiled to me, “Will you pick it up?”

It’s foolish to think of it a few times, but it was only then the smile looked like a smile of the devil, not the angel.

I was deeply mistaken about Nocton Edgar, the first impression of good was broken and the truth came to me.

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Ever since inviting Roa Valrose, Nocton’s feelings have been elated.

It was mysterious that he couldn’t feel the child’s feelings, so he started calling her to his mansion. Then, the iron walls of his heart were shattered and the initial purpose was forgotten.

The fact that she is a child, not an adult, and she is honest enough to show her emotions through her facial expressions also loosened his guard.

The days of laughing wholeheartedly went on, and when he realized it, Nocton thought her mind had become a little bit mere dangerous.

Close to man, much less a hypnotic, who comes to the mansion.

Hypnosis, yes … hypnosis.

Roa Valrose did not go in and out of the mansion everyday because she cared about him.

Clearly hypnotized, she’s just doing what he says.

He woke up as if he had been covered in cold water.

He could not understand it himself, but he had an unfair sense of betrayal.

He began to subtly mix malice into his behavior.

He knocked over his cup of tea, asked too much, and ruined her clothes. How far can his hypnosis endure?

However, she was constantly hypnotized and stupid.

With a smile on her face, without a hint of hate, she didn’t lose her patience.

Although he knew it was only because of his hypnosis that Valrose come to him, he became overwhelmed with emotion.

Eventually, he decided to tell Valrose to stop visiting the mansion.

Even though it didn’t work out.

“Next week, don’t come to the mansion.”

“Nocton? Why? What’s going on next week?”

“Not just next week….”

He, who was going to tell her not to come for the rest of her life, could not finish his speech when he saw her crying face.

The cunning tongue betrayed its master and uttered a different word.

“It’s my birthday.”

“Really? Congratulations, Nocton! But why I can’t come? Don’t tell me … you’re ashamed of me?”

“It’s not like that. It’s just … yeah, Valrose, you know the story. That I am a child born of Mother’s affair. It’s a ridiculous rumor, but there are people who are stupid enough to believe it.”

He kept on talking like an excuse.

“The people of the Duke’s family don’t like me either.”

“That’s too much….”

“I don’t think I can do it right now because I’m undermining Edgar’s reputation. In other words, it’s the same as Edgar. After some time, I’ll admit it and accept it. But I don’t want to draw attention until that day.”

Can you understand that, Valrose? Nocton smiled affectionately as usual. Just like his father did, curled his eyes and put warmth in there, as it sees the person he loves the most in this world.

“Don’t worry, Nocton! Just trust me!”

But Valrose rushed out without even looking at Nocton’s smile.

Somehow, an ominous premonition came to him.

And one day of the following week.

“I had a hard time saving it.”

Laughing triumphantly, Valrose presented him with a black box.

It seemed so strange to see her small palm opening a little bit, he was startled but couldn’t doubt her heart.

Inside the box was a cuff button.

Black diamond. In the inside, light purple smoke like Nocton’s eyes was floating like an aurora borealis.

“Maybe because it looks like your eyes, it’s the prettiest cuff I’ve ever seen! It’ll go well with you, Nocton!”His heart fluttered. It felt strange, as if there are no soup for the meal.

At that moment, his feelings were not clear enough.

But when his heart beats, he felt so upset, it’s his first time feeling something like this.

He was angry.

Yeah, well, why don’t you bring me a light purple cuff?

Valrose really had no idea.

The purple color was the color he hates the most.

However, he could not hid his feelings, and he could feel them.

It’s really dangerous now.

He received the cuff button and thanked Valrose.

Then, with a fake smile, he dropped the button into the lake.

Today the gate was met at the unexpected news of the arrival of Roa Valrose, but it was a good thing now.

Dropping it into the lake rather than the carpet will hurt her more.

Valrose’s face was pale and his heart was not good either.

But an 11-years-old boy could laugh under any circumstances.

“Will you pick it up?”

Valrose’s face was distorted when she heard his gentle voice.

He has never seen her like this before.

She’s going to cry.

Roa Valrose always laughed and didn’t get angry. The eyes were bright and sometimes silly, even though they were fierce.

Even if he can’t feel her mind, he can imagine how a person will react to such a situation.

It would be a little grievous to see her tears, but it was better.

It took a shock to break the hypnosis, and perhaps the hypnosis was gone. But even if you look at it now, Nocton couldn’t get closer to Valrose.

Because caring for someone was like a poison to him.

But now it’s over.

With or without hypnosis, she will completely out of it and will never see the Duke of Edgar again.

The time they spent together would be overshadowed with hatred and anger, but even that will be forgotten in time.

He can feel the emptiness inside his heart.

It’s all right. It’ll be alright. Everything is—

“Yes, I can’t believe you dropped it.”

At the cold voice of the moment, Nocton’s mouth widened.

What?

The gentle child has gone and the voice and facial expression of Roa Valrose were icy.

The eyes, which was wet after being told not to come next week, is now dry without a bite.

While Nocton became perplexed, Valrose took off her outer garment.

And as soon as he realized it, he heard the sound of water and she fell into the lake.

“Wait—!”

The late sound was buried in the sound of water splashing.

The paled Nocton unwrapped his shoes without even thinking of calling the employees.

Taking off his shoes as though he had been torn apart after a few futile attempts, he rushed to the shore of the lake.

But before he can throw himself at the water, something popped out of the lake.

A red haired girl with water all over her body.

It was a chilly day, but the sun was still strong so the wet face of Roa Valrose was shining brightly.

Her thick hair is wet, her body is dripping with water, and her green eyes are burning with rage.

Even before jumping into the lake, her whole body was already wet, but Nocton only stared blankly, unable to say any complaints.

He had a strange feeling that was beyond description.

Then Valrose, who came out off the lake, smiled.

“I picked it up, take it.”

The girl threw the cuff button into Nocton’s chest. The button was thrown out of force against the body, and it went down to the lake road, clearly not worth the effort.

The only thing she did while getting wet was to make Nocton Edgar like a wet mouse.

Nevertheless, her face was full of satisfaction.

“I’m sorry, too, my hands have slipped.”

Valrose walked away from the mansion with a grand step.

Since then, Nocton has learned several facts.

He didn’t know about Valrose as much as she didn’t know about him, and Valrose, who seemed innocent, actually has a personality that needs to give back what she had received.

And he realized what the real intention behind his obsessive heart when he tried to push Valrose away.

Despite all of this, the moment Valrose reappeared, perhaps from that moment … Nocton hoped that the hypnosis on the name of Roa Valrose wouldn’t smoked straps that might left or disappeared.

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Nevertheless, the reality has not changed.

I was trying to get acquainted with him not just because I wanted to get closer to a pretty gently boy.

Although, I had given up on having Nocton neatly, his personality confirmed that I need to build a superficial relationship.

I really, really felt like he was going to burn me to death if something happened.