“As for the tasks of the Domestico, I’ll continue when the time comes. I’ll also continue mediating works of unknown authors. After all, that part brings in substantial income.”

“Oh, yes. That would be good.”

Klaus, who turned his head in surprise, still seemed not to fully grasp the situation, staring at her dumbfoundedly.

Ignoring his expression, Roselia asked with a nonchalant tone.

“And as equals, not as debtor and creditor, I have a question.”

At her thoughtful question, Klaus made a puzzled expression.
Roselia, avoiding his gaze intently focused on her, hesitated momentarily before her lips parted.

“Shall we try that?”

Klaus, unable to comprehend her words, looked at Roselia with a bewildered expression.

As he couldn’t grasp her intention and appeared confused, Roselia, clearing her throat, continued the conversation.

“It’s about love.”

Upon hearing her last words, Klaus’s entire body stiffened.

Staring at her reddened face, Klaus suddenly grabbed her wrist, realizing that the previous situation wasn’t a dream.

Overwhelmed by emotions, the arm that embraced her became incredibly strong.

Nestled in his enormous embrace, Roselia buried her face in his narrow chest, her face turning red.

Looking down at her, Klaus charmingly curled the corners of his mouth.

“This is crazy.”

His breath against her forehead was warm and ticklish.

“Roselia…”

The voice calling her sounded tender and earnest. At the end of his voice filled with overwhelming emotions, there was a trace of laughter.

“You truly have the talent to drive people insane.”

Having said that, Klaus buried his head in Roselia’s neck, his arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly.

Captivated by his intensified gaze, Roselia’s eyes became entangled.

“Are you ready to take responsibility for what you said?”

In his intensified gaze, Roselia’s eyes were entangled.

“Responsibility…”

Her lips, which had just sprouted sweet words, were soon engulfed by Klaus’s lips.

Surprised, Roselia stiffened her shoulders and was hesitatingly embracing Klaus’s chest, experiencing an unexpected awkwardness. The entwining of breath and saliva elevated the air around them in an instant.

As if unable to endure any longer, Klaus abruptly embraced her and moved towards the sofa.

Seated on the sofa with her in his arms, the unusual pose made Roselia raise her legs and sit astride Klaus.

Becoming aware that she was sitting on Klaus’s lap on the sofa, spreading her legs, Roselia blushed.

“Are you embarrassed all of a sudden?”

Looking at her embarrassed expression, Klaus, as if finding her adorable, kissed her forehead.

As the awkward Roselia tried to get down from him, he firmly grasped her waist with force.

Then, as if warning her with lips that seemed about to touch hers, he said,

“Since you reached out first, don’t think about running away.”

Reacting to his forceful grip on her waist, Roselia, with an even redder face, murmured,

“I didn’t extend my hand with that intention…”

The fervently responding her vanished, replaced by a blush and embarrassed Roselia. Klaus, holding her waist, kissed her lips gently.

“It means the same thing.”
And soon, raising her head, Roselia had no choice but to surrender herself to the sensation he was offering, entangled in his breath.

Due to Klaus embracing her whole body fervently, she was on the verge of suffocation, but the sight of him clinging to her like a thirsty traveler finding an oasis heightened Roselia’s excitement.

Exploring her lips eagerly, he suddenly pulled her shirt, slipping his hand underneath.

Caressing her skin as if wrapping it around his hand, his large and warm hand groped her slender waist.

Gently stroking her waist, as if calming her, his hand naturally reached the bandages wrapped around her ribcage.

His hand, touching the firm bandages around her chest, as if searching for the knot, explored cautiously. Startled by the unexpected sensation, Roselia grabbed his hand.

“Wait, just a moment…!”

Breathing heavily, his gaze penetrating her, Klaus, leaning his head on her shoulder, let out a suppressed groan.

“Please… I hope it’s not a request to stop…”

In his somewhat pitiful voice, Roselia blushed and hesitated, then whispered as if being heard or not,

“Not here… Let’s go to the bedroom…”