Hades is acting strange.
It’s not in a bad way. Just… strange.
“Strange. His favoritism doesn’t seem to be there anymore.”
If that’s the case, it means there hasn’t been a change in his mood.
Hades still finds me annoying and considers me a crazy woman.
“But why has his attitude changed like this?”
Hades followed me wherever I went.
The Hades from before I became the Demon King had a slightly different demeanor. Back then, Hades was genuinely concerned about me getting hurt or harmed wherever I went.
But the current Hades…
“It’s like looking at an interesting experiment.”
I blinked. Is curiosity not a form of favoritism but something unquantifiable?
If that’s the case, will my life end when Hades’ curiosity ends?
“This taste is strange.”
I was suddenly snapped out of my contemplation by Hades’ voice.
“Doesn’t it suit your taste?”
I offered Hades a bowl of watery soup. I admit it; my cooking skills are truly dismal. Especially in situations where I have to deal with medieval cooking utensils instead of modern ones.
Hades furrowed his brow.
“It’s not that it doesn’t suit my taste; it’s just weird.”
I took the bowl from him.
“You’re saying it doesn’t suit your taste, my Lord.”
“Hmm.”
Hades stared at me intently.
“Does it suit your taste?”
“…No.”
“In that case, eating must be a chore. Humans have to consume food daily out of necessity.”
“It’s not that difficult.”
After being possessed by Angelica, I remembered the time when I would force-feed myself anything, edible or not.
Complaining about the ruined food due to my currently pathetic cooking skills seemed truly trivial compared to those times.
“It means it’s difficult.”
Hades pondered.
“If I bring one human…”
I quickly interjected.
“I’m fine! Really. If you bring a chef, I’ll immediately refuse to eat.”
Hades frowned.
“What does that have to do with me?”
“Um…”
For a moment, I was speechless.
Hades was right. He, now the Demon King, was only feeling simple curiosity towards me. Even if I were to starve to death, he wouldn’t feel a hint of regret.
Well, perhaps he might feel a slight regret for losing the object that had been soothing his boredom.
“My Lord.”
I quickly changed the subject.
“Now, what are your thoughts on what to do next?”
“Well.”
He looked at me.
“For now, I want to observe you a bit more.”
“…Is that enough for you?”
“It’s more than enough. You’re a very interesting subject.”
Hades’ eyes sparkled with interest after a long time. I swallowed dryly. The current Hades as the Demon King often made me extremely fearful, and this was one of those moments.
The way he looks at me and the way he looks at his cherished sword are no different.
Hades casually spoke, “And I want to explore what love is.”
“…What?”
I stared at him blankly.
“I think I might also feel love for you.”
“That’s, what… Hades!”
I pushed Hades, who was leaning towards me, away.
Stepping back, Hades looked at me with a puzzled expression.
“That’s odd. Didn’t you want this too? You said you fell for me at first sight.”
“…That.”
I swallowed dryly.
“Hades… doesn’t love me. Things like this should be done between people in love.”
“I think I love you.”
Hades tilted his head slightly.
“There’s no way.”
I immediately denied it. If Hades felt even a hint of love for me, I would have known instantly. His favorability would have skyrocketed.
But Hades’s favorability showed no sign of increasing, indicating that his feelings toward me were, at best, curiosity.
“Your words might be correct.”
Hades agreed easily.
“But I want to feel this emotion a bit more.”
With that statement, Hades, without giving me a chance to block him, bent down and kissed me.
A warm sensation invaded my slightly open mouth. I couldn’t move, frozen in place. I couldn’t push Hades away or respond.
Although Hades’s movements were slow, they were precise. He knew exactly where to touch to elicit a reaction from me.
I suddenly became curious.
In Hades’s memories, did the intimate moments we shared remain?
If so…
“Ah.”
I tightly gripped Hades’s arm and pulled him towards me. Fortunately, he didn’t step back; instead, he pushed against me more forcefully.
After a considerable amount of time, I managed to pull away from Hades and looked at him.
My eyes were full of questions.
And what came out of Hades’s mouth was…
“Not bad.”
I stared at him in a daze.
I had already passed the stage of feeling disappointment or despair.
Only an empty heart remained.
“Where on earth is His Grace?”
Donovan Duchy.
An official shouted loudly.
“While we’re suffering like this…! To hide with the government.”
“Silence!”
William scolded the official who dared to criticize the Duke.
“There must be a reason. I believe there is some connection between His Grace and the current situation.”
“Then, shouldn’t he come back?”
A grumbling agreement echoed.
William grinned. He had some clues, so he could guess why the Duke hadn’t returned yet.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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