“Ah, they’ve already left. It was so amusing to see the two of them helpless against our magical beast. Please make sure to tell them that Bokshil had a lot of fun thanks to them.”
The man patted Bokshil, the black-furred magical beast that had been persistently targeting Allen.
Bokshil not only accepted the man’s hand movements familiarly but also actively rubbed its head against his hand.
The sight reminded Nigel Ars of a dog receiving love from its owner, giving her a strange feeling.
It was a completely different scene from the widely known image of magical beasts harming people.
“Kiek! Kiek!”
Bokshil even let out excited cries while bouncing around the cage energetically. It was completely different from the sharp voice it had used when threatening Allen.
“Isn’t it cute? Bokshil really likes people.”
At the man’s innocent smile, Nigel Ars stared intently at Bokshil inside the cage.
“……Kiek! Kkeok kkeok! Kkeeeeek!!”
When Bokshil’s eyes met Nigel Ars’s, it started thrashing about wildly, clearly agitated.
‘……No matter how I look at it, it doesn’t seem to like humans at all.’
The wrinkles between Nigel Ars’s brows deepened.
“Hmm, ……hmm.”
The man listened carefully to the magical beast’s cries, nodding his head repeatedly.
“Young lady, be careful not to put your fingers in the cage. Bokshil says your blood smells very delicious, and it wants to bite and eat you right now.”
‘Ah, so that’s what it was.’
Nigel Ars blinked her eyes.
It seemed this was the reason why the mad dog of the temple in the original work could control magical beasts.
‘I should tell Zeronin Silvas to catch one magical beast.’
“Oh my, did my words frighten you? Don’t worry. I’m considerate not only to magical beasts and magical plants but also to humans equally. I’ll do my best to make sure Bokshil doesn’t tear and eat the child’s flesh.”
The sleeve covered in unidentifiable dirty stains touched Nigel Ars’s hair.
And just like petting Bokshil, he roughly stroked Nigel Ars’s black hair.
Thud. Thud.
With each subtle movement of the man, numerous foreign substances that had been clinging to him fell off. And those substances settled right on top of Nigel Ars’s head.
Nigel Ars’s face hardened at this unsolicited action. Noah Beselion’s expression was no better than Nigel Ars’s.
“Hmm…… The texture of the hair is similar to Bokshil’s but slightly different…… Ah! Bodeul! Bodeul is perfect for how soft and fluffy it is.”
Decisively, the bizarre nickname that came out of the man’s mouth made Nigel Ars’s face completely sour.
The man, not caring about that, withdrew his hand that had touched Nigel Ars and put it into the cage. Bokshil, who had been thrashing about wildly in the cage just moments ago, now became like a gentle lamb and carefully rubbed its fur against the man’s hand.
“Bokshil, congratulations. You’ve got an elder sister! But remember, you can’t eat Bodeul’s flesh, okay?”
“Kiek, kiek!”
Bokshil responded energetically as if understanding the man’s words.
“……Noah, please dust off my hair.”
“……Yes.”
The two humans, relegated to second place behind the magical beast, exchanged dry conversation.
[This is the timeline separator]Time steadily passed by, and a pale yellow star appeared in the small navy blue window.
“Now, it’s time for the magical beasts to wake up and eat, and for growing human children to go to sleep~ Quickly lie down in your places.”
The man, who had just returned from patrolling the room, clapped his hands.
With each clap, dust flew into the air, causing the corners of Nigel Ars’s and Noah Beselion’s mouths to droop further.
“Ah, it’s okay, it’s okay. As long as you stay still, nothing will happen to Bodeul and the boy.”
He spoke in a gentle tone, as if soothing an animal or a newborn baby. However, this tone only served to increase Nigel Ars’s antipathy.
“Hmm…… I can see what our children are worried about.”
The man rubbed his chin as if troubled, leaving a smear right where his hand touched.
“Humans start to dislike males and females spending the night in the same place from around ten years old, but from the perspective of living beings, this method is truly inefficient. Especially in terms of the most important aspects of reproduction and maintaining population! So, think about the laws of primordial life, and don’t mind too much. Feel free to sleep at ease.”
Is this explanation enough? The man added, smiling with relief.
‘I wonder what kind of words we’re supposed to hear and feel at ease……’
Nigel Ars thought.
Far from putting them at ease, he had only made them unnecessarily anxious, yet he was busy playing with Bokshil, swinging a long string back and forth.
“Nigel Ars.”
At that moment, Noah Beselion called Nigel Ars in a low voice.
“If I…… do anything foolish, slap my cheek hard. Ah, no.”
Noah Beselion rummaged through his clothes and unexpectedly held out a dagger.
“You can cut me with this if you like.”
“You’re joking……”
No, he wasn’t.
Unfortunately, there wasn’t a hint of a smile on Noah Beselion’s face.
“Ah, okay.”
As Nigel Ars reluctantly took the dagger, Noah Beselion smiled brightly.
Was it because this place was made by a crazy vagabond? Even Noah Beselion seemed to be going strange, influenced by the environment.
I need to keep my wits about me, at least.
Nigel Ars clenched her fist, making a firm resolution, and then lay down on the thickly spread blanket. Noah Beselion followed Nigel Ars, awkwardly moving his body.
Nigel Ars lay down on the far left, and Noah Beselion lay down near Nigel Ars.
This is absolutely not out of self-interest, but to protect the man from Nigel Ars. Noah Beselion justified his actions, deliberately ignoring the thumping sound of his heart.
“Ah, may I use the extra cushions? I have a habit of sleeping with multiple cushions.”
At that moment, the man squeezed in between Nigel Ars and Noah Beselion.
“Yes, well……”
And as soon as Nigel Ars gave permission, the man swiftly took the cushions.
The man positioned one at his neck, one on his chest, and one at his waist as he settled in.
“This is the only way I can be somewhat comfortable. Children who haven’t entered the aging stage probably don’t understand yet.”
The man kindly answered Nigel Ars, who was looking puzzled.
‘Isn’t that obviously because we’re sleeping on the bare ground in a place with poor air quality?’
Nigel Ars barely swallowed her words.
It was often more frightening to deal with someone whose thoughts you couldn’t understand than someone strong in physical or magical power.
This was why Nigel Ars and Noah Beselion couldn’t carelessly provoke him.
The plan was for Noah Beselion to keep watch to prevent the man from doing anything rash while Nigel Ars would immediately call Professors Heres and Roneh to arrest him when the sun rose.
Nigel Ars was in the middle of running a mental simulation of the plan.
Dust fell on Nigel Ars’s head. Then the man whispered in Nigel Ars’s ear.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure the male child doesn’t lay a hand on Bodeul. I’ve seen thousands of cases of male creatures going into heat regardless of species, so I’m confident in preventing it.”
“……Ah, I see. Thank you.”
Who’s the real danger here, and who’s protecting whom from what?
Nigel Ars responded with a sour expression.
There was no way that would happen with Noah Beselion.
Having said his piece, the man turned his head and took off his glasses.
Without the glasses, sharp-lined eyes appeared, completely contrary to his overall androgynous image.
He tightly closed his eyes.
And 3, 2, 1.
“Kuuuuh.”
The sound of snoring echoed loudly through the underground room.
At that insipid sound, Nigel Ars and Noah Beselion simultaneously let out a weak sigh.
He’s really sleeping here. Really.
Looking back, it was all so absurd.
That they had hidden in the basement of the annex to avoid the rumored crazy seniors.
That there was a crazy person who had thought of hiding in the annex basement before them.
And that they were stubbornly trying to sleep here, ignoring the excellent dormitory right next door that showed no signs of wasted taxes.
“……Nigel Ars.”
At that moment, Noah Beselion’s small voice covered Nigel Ars’s contemplation.
“Don’t think about anything and sleep comfortably. I’ll be responsible for keeping watch, so don’t worry.”
“No, we can take turns sleeping.”
“I’m bigger and have better stamina than you, Nigel Ars.”
“But you don’t have any magical power. Not enough for magical beasts to even recognize you as prey.”
“That’s…… true, but won’t they recognize me soon? Someone whose identity can’t be revealed has been giving me magical power at random times.”
Though they were apart and couldn’t see each other’s faces, Nigel Ars could clearly picture Noah Beselion smiling gently.
“I guess so. ……You’re right.”
How did I end up becoming friends with Noah Beselion?
Just as Nigel Ars was about to fall into sentiment, Noah Beselion spoke again.
“And don’t forget about the dagger.”
“……Okay”
That’s it, let’s stop thinking.
Nigel Ars squeezed her eyes shut.
[This is the timeline separator]“……izel, Nigel Ars.”
The distant voice gradually became clearer.
Nigel Ars slowly opened her eyes.
As she came to her senses, she saw that the palm-sized window was somehow managing to reflect the early morning sunlight.
And as she barely turned her head to the side, there was Noah Beselion with his hair disheveled at the back.
“Please wake up quickly.”
Nigel Ars, still half-asleep, blinked and reached out her hand.
“……!”
Along with the flow of magic, Nigel Ars gently tidied Noah Beselion’s hair with her hand.
“……Ah. Sorry for touching you carelessly. It’s a habit.”
It was an unconscious habit from tidying the hair of orphanage children who would make bird’s nests of their hair every morning.
“Ah, no. That’s not important. The man has disappeared.”
At Noah Beselion’s words, Nigel Ars abruptly sat up.
As he said, apart from the three cushions, there was no trace of him to be found.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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