“Breathe.”

At Illeon’s voice, Elysia was startled.

Even his movements, Illeon, exerted strength in his arms, pulling her forcefully as if he would press her tightly against his body, creating a strong pull that seemed to stick.

Thump. Thump.

Instead, the sound of a pounding heart resonated loudly enough to shake her body.

Whether it was Elysia’s own heart sound or Illeon’s heart sound, it was hard to distinguish. The sound was so intense that it echoed through her cheek and ear, pressed against his chest as if her lips were about to burst.

“You, you were surprised.”

“Why are you so embarrassed? It’s only been a day or two.”

“You’re too… daring.”

Unable to brazenly speak, Elysia had no place to look and tightly closed her eyes.

“What about your sleepwear?”

Only then did Illeon look down at his own body.

“Oh. I usually don’t wear anything like sleepwear when I sleep.”

“What are you talking about? You never wore it originally.”

For over half a year, ‘Rona’ had provided her with sleepwear, but now he was saying he never wore it. What kind of nonsense was this?

“I wore it because you liked it.”

His eyes sparkled.

“I wore it because you did it for me. I wanted to be with you a little longer.”

Illeon’s hand slipped through her rich golden hair as if grazing it and found a place on her slender nape.

“I feel happy when I wear it well as ‘Rona helped me. I do it because it makes you feel good, like you’ve done a good job. To see what you like.”

“…Even though you couldn’t see it.”

“I felt it. It’s the same as seeing it.”

His red pupils were very close. The vivid red color facing her was so beautiful that she wanted to touch it and feel it.

But because of Illeon, who tended to interpret everything in an exaggerated way, Elysia suppressed the desire that was gradually rising.
For some reason, as if Illeon and Elysia spoke a different language, Illeon always crossed the line with one small action of Elysia.

“If you’re going to be like that, should I wait? Should I do it when I want to? Whether to say such things or not.”

Once she had reassured herself, and his desires seemed to be fulfilled separately, Elysia was always unsure about what to do.

“You’re so oblivious; what should I do? If you become the master, it would naturally become one of the essential virtues.”

“I’m not oblivious.”

“You are.”

“But I didn’t know that I liked Rona.”

Elysia denied, shaking the head held by his hand gently.

“I didn’t know. It wasn’t like that.”

“Then?”

“Pretended not to know… that’s what I did.”

That’s right. She considered the desire to stay by his side as a ticket to return to the original world after seeing the ending. She always reminded herself that the attention of Illeon was the role of the female lead.

“Pretended not to know?”

“Because it shouldn’t be like this between you and me. We can’t be connected.”

Even when she was escaping as if consciousness had lost its memory, why couldn’t that be forgotten?

Deep-rooted beliefs stuck in her mind, making her turn away from what she desired and avoiding what she knew.

“What should I do if only that story comes up?”

Illeon’s voice lowered as his hand, which had gently caressed her round occiput, tightened.

“Even now, it’s not much different.”

It was difficult for Elysia to get along well with Illeon. At least according to the prophecy.

But Illeon, as if he had relieved some great concern, now expressed his affection too vigorously, making Elysia shrink.

Does he not know the reality?

It would be tough and challenging.

During the repetitive consciousness, the answer Elysia gave was that Illeon was ‘Odor’ because of his unique ability.

Truly, wasn’t he a being with accumulated deceitful abilities?

A being strong, powerful, and incomparable, different from ordinary people.

What trials could be a challenge for him?

He probably hadn’t experienced anything difficult.

There was a time when his eyes couldn’t see for a while, but that was also expected to be resolved soon with the appearance of Karina.

Illeon doesn’t know failure.

Because he has never experienced the bitterness of life.

Watching him, if she could ride along with the luck of such a man, everything would smoothly unfold, and she hoped that she could spend a long time with Illeon. However, the image of having a wedding with him and living together daily did not quite fit into her imagination.

“What kind of thoughts are you having?”

“I’m hungry.”

In response to Elysia’s casual remark, Illeon chuckled, making a whooshing sound.

“I should have talked earlier. It’s awkward if it becomes lighter here. I need to prepare your favorite menu.”
The man’s breath, muttering as if he were preparing an elaborate meal to present it in front of Elysia right away, brushed against her lips.

“I’m hungry.”

“It’s not even morning yet.”

“Uh-huh.”

Elysia, entangled with Illeon again, couldn’t escape from his embrace for a long time.

Karina stared blankly out the window.