Male Lead, Don’t Follow Me! - Chapter 32

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“You’re not thinking something strange, are you?”

“…Did I get caught?”

She turned her head with an awkward smile.

She couldn’t move because he was firmly holding the back of her neck.

‘If I keep being held like this, my neck will get stiff! ‘

“Alright, I get it, so let me go.”

“You won’t run away?”

“I won’t!”

Serhin gently released her nape. Kiara, who plopped down on the windowsill, received the bunch of foxtail grass from Serhin.

“Why are you giving me this anyway?”

“I picked up what Bishwaltz threw away.”

Ah, so it’s what I created. Kiara immediately recalled what she had given to him. To think she had created foxtail grass instead of flowers.

At this point, her hands must be quite something.

“But why did you make it into a bunch and bring it? You could have just left what was thrown away.”

“You made it, didn’t you? It should be treated preciously.”

Look at this guy’s flirting.

Kiara’s face burned up at Serhin’s obvious advance. He was a straightforward man.

“Ah, do you prefer something else to this?”

“I may have made it, but wouldn’t flowers be better?”

Kiara looked down at the lush green foxtail grass and sniffled as the fur tickled her nose.

Serhin overlapped his hand on Kiara’s, which was holding the bunch of foxtail grass, and smiled brightly.

In an instant, a beautiful pink rose appeared before her eyes.

Kiara marveled at the foxtail grass that had suddenly turned into a bouquet of roses.

“Wow, you really are a magician.”

Not just anyone can be the head of a magic tower. He’s a real magician. The scent of roses filled the room. Serhin’s figure in the moonlight was incredibly sexy.

He sat precariously on the windowsill, staring intently at Kiara.

“You don’t like that guy, do you?”

“Which guy are you talking about? I’ve met so many guys lately.”

Serhin chuckled, seemingly satisfied with her answer that didn’t betray his expectations.

No matter how he looked at it, Kiara had no interest in Bishwaltz.

“Well, you know, Serhin?”

Me getting caught cursing. Is that all? Didn’t I also get caught spilling all his secrets?

Serhin nodded at her words.

“Right, it couldn’t be.”

And it shouldn’t be. He smiled as he caressed Kiara’s soft cheek.

“If you hadn’t run away, I wouldn’t have said anything either.”

“That was a bit of a sneaky move on your part.”

“People sometimes need to live a bit slyly, you know.”

“Isn’t that always the case with you?”

Serhin’s lips kept twitching upwards as he watched Kiara talk back without missing a beat.

Looking at her made him feel not just amused, but always wanting to be with her.

It’s like life would never be boring, you know?

She was a different character from the people he had known.

Her bouncy nature was cute, and it was fascinating how she wasn’t cowering despite being scared.

“So what are your plans from now on?”

“I’m planning to do some training while I’m here.”

Serhin nodded, thinking of the weeds.

Right, as a spirit medium, she should have some power. She was too weak and fragile right now.

“Do well until I come back.”

“You’re talking as if you’re my guardian or something.”

Kiara’s displeased expression didn’t escape his notice.

Her open display of emotions was part of what made her so attractive to him.

He was secretly disappointed that he had to go to the capital, leaving Kiara behind.

“If only you didn’t know how to do anything.”

“Then I wouldn’t be here, would I?”

Hehe. She was right.

It was a selfish and inconsiderate thought born from his own greed. She wasn’t a doll, after all.

“Well, I think you’ll do fine on your own. But that guy still worries me.”

“I’m sorry, but could you take me with you then?”

That would make me feel a bit more at ease.

Strangely, Serhin felt like he could hear even the words Kiara was saying in her mind.

Was it because of her inner thoughts showing on her face? She was indeed an interesting girl.

“I won’t be away for that long. You might even return to the capital before me.”

“Of course. It’s truly unfortunate that I only have two choices: to go or to come.”

Serhin didn’t stop smiling even at her lament.

Just when life had been becoming dull and his emotions were drying up, she made him feel like his surroundings had become clearer.

“And be careful of that woman.”

“Shouldn’t I be more careful of Duke Bishwaltz and you?”

“Well, that’s true too.”

Serhin didn’t deny it. He knew that while they weren’t threatening her life, she didn’t want their attention.

Moreover, seeing how desperately she was trying to protect Ephelia, it seemed she had her own circumstances, but there was no point in asking as she wouldn’t tell him anyway, so it was better for both of them to end the conversation here.

‘I, too, can’t tell her everything.’

Serhin stood in front of Kiara, holding the bouquet. He gently stroked her pink hair.

“Hey! Don’t you know?”

His eyes widened as his hand was swatted away.

“If you touch my hair that I’ve just neatly combed, I’ll have to fix it again. Don’t touch without permission. Who on earth goes around saying people like having their hair stroked?”

Seeing Kiara frowning in disgust, Serhin finally burst into laughter.

As he chuckled, small tears even formed in the corners of his eyes.

“Why are you laughing? I’m being serious!”

Seeing that even her angry, huffing appearance looked cute, he realized he might not be normal either.

He raised both hands and stepped away from Kiara.

“Alright, I’ll ask for permission before stroking from now on.”

“No, is it impossible not to stroke at all?”

“It’s because you’re too cute. My hand moves on its own.”

Kiara’s expression hardened at Serhin’s cringeworthy words.

She silently gave him a small smile and then locked the window.

I looked at the bouquet of roses in my hand.

He was truly an unpredictable person.

“Why bother picking up what was thrown away and making it into a bouquet?”

Moreover, Bishwaltz immediately threw away what I gave him. He must definitely have a personality problem.

I didn’t expect him to cherish it, but couldn’t he at least have dried it and put it in a book?

I never imagined that what I’d created would turn out to be foxtail grass…

And now, I could hardly believe it had transformed into roses. Perhaps I should have just stayed the night with Ephelia after all.

I placed the bouquet on the table and walked to the bed.

My body felt like it was about to collapse limply.

To think my stamina would drop this much just from using a bit of power.

So many things had happened in one day that I felt like I might have nightmares.

But come to think of it, why didn’t Bishwaltz say anything else to me?

I thought he would kill me if I ran away, but when he actually found me, he didn’t say much.

“Well, whatever, it’s fine by me.”

I shook off my worries and went to bed.

From tomorrow, I’m supposed to start training to draw out the power of spirits with Serna’s help.