“While waiting for their contact, I decided to do something else.”
Aaron looked up at Delia with peculiar eyes.
Aaron slowly folded the letter he had been holding, his gaze fixed on Delia.
Delia’s eyes, which had been fixed on Aaron’s firm, long fingers folding the letter, sparked intensely.
“Them?”
“I had asked them to investigate you.”
“That’s a waste of time. Investigating won’t help you understand. If I were you, I would find something productive to do with that time.”
As Aaron lazily laid the letter containing the situation at the front on the table, he said this languidly.
“If you don’t want to be watched, you should quickly reveal your identity and start negotiating properly.”
“That can never happen. It doesn’t do anyone any good. Anyway, I’m going to eat flowers.”
At Delia’s confident declaration, Aaron relaxed his expression and laughed softly.
“Alright. If the prisoner wants to eat flowers that much.”
The strange and mysterious atmosphere inside the tent lightened for a moment.
Aaron acknowledged that his prisoner was unusual and gestured lightly to the soldier.
At his command, a soldier brought a large bowl.
A clean white towel hung on the edge of the bowl filled with clear water.
“Put it over there.”
A soldier came into the tent carrying a large bowl of water.
“Leave it there and get out.”
Aaron pointed to a small chair near the bed and gave instructions.
Delia, who had been watching the bowl of water placed on the chair, grumbled.
“Liar. You said you won’t kill me. Is this to drink and die?”
“No. Why would you drink that? It’s for washing, not drinking.”
“Ah. Is that so?”
Only then did Delia nod her head and put down the bouquet.
As she reached out for the towel hanging on the bowl of water, she mumbled.
“Not this. I want to take a bath.”
“The prisoner is quite demanding.”
“There’s a lake a little further from here, can’t I go there?”
“Already thinking something else.”
“I want to swim……”
And I want to escape.
A firm refusal came back to Delia, who was dragging out her words with lingering regret.
“No. You can’t get your wound wet yet.”
Aaron, who cut off Delia’s words, made a slight chin gesture to the soldier.
The soldier, who had carried out the order, saluted Aaron and left.
When the last reporting soldier disappeared, only Aaron and Delia remained in the tent.
“Argh. Commander, you’re picky in strange places. If you’re going to do that, don’t shoot me.”
Delia, grumbling, dunked the towel in the water and wrung it out.
She unfolded the wet towel and lightly wiped around her face and neck.
A thick silence filled the commander’s tent.
Aaron checked that Delia was washing herself and turned his head.
He leisurely walked a few steps closer to the table.
He laid down the sword and gun attached to his belt, and the hidden weapons from various parts of his uniform on the table.
After taking off his uniform jacket, he loosened the collar of his shirt with his large, long fingers.
As he stroked the back of his neck with one hand and tilted his head back, a slow breath escaped from Aaron.
The lamplight that softly illuminated the tent flowed down the curve created by his neck.
In the languid and weary air created by Aaron, Delia’s hand slowed.
Delia could feel it fully.
That a beast who had finished hunting was enjoying a moment of weary relaxation.
But if it sensed even the slightest hint of stepping out of its territory, it would reveal its claws in an instant.
And no matter what happened, Delia had to escape.
The conflicting objectives of the two beings were flowing deep in their consciousness.
“Do you need help?”
Delia, lost in thought, was pulled out by Aaron’s voice.
“Go outside the tent. Going out is helping.”
“Why should I? This is my tent.”
“Then let me go out.”
“If you can come and go as you please, you’re a guest, not a prisoner.”
“You’re not helping at all. I can’t relax and wash with you here.”
“Why? Between us.”
Aaron looked at Delia with a meaningful smile.
“Why? Between us. We’ve seen all there is to see.”
“Oh please. Can you stop saying that? I was a patient then, so I had no choice. I don’t even remember it.”
Delia clutched the towel in her hand.
The red lantern light reflecting on his halfexposed chest gave off an oddly sensual aura.
Delia shivered and drew a line.
“Between us is the commander of the enemy and the prisoner. That’s it.”
“Yes. That’s our relationship.”
Delia’s sharp response made Aaron shrug his shoulders.
Thanks to his high nose bridge and deep eyes, a dark shadow was cast on Aaron’s face.
His ashgray gaze, darkened by the night, was directed at Delia.
“Then as a prisoner, you shouldn’t be defiant. Listen to me. I’ll wipe your back.”
“No. That’s not something we should do between us.”
“Well, you’re still a patient, so it’s inevitable.”
Aaron approached Delia’s side, snatching the towel like he was stealing it.
He soaked the towel back in the water and wrung out the moisture.
The sound of water trickling filled the quiet hut.
Chet.
The Villainous Demon Lord Laid an Egg for Her (Female-Dominated)
Several months after transmigrating into a book, Yu Wu found herself facing the demon lord Li You, who could no longer conceal his dragon horns. With one hand on her aching waist and the other gripping a sharp sword, she stared at him.
The demon lord’s eyes were red with fury:
“This is all your doing! Today, I won’t rest until I kill you!”
Yu Wu rubbed her temples. Putting aside the taboo against bloodshed during pregnancy, wasn’t it this very man who willingly walked into her trap that day?!
Warnings:
- Male pregnancy.
- Height ratios are set to mirror typical male-female height proportions.
- Characters include a foot-loving demon lord and an eldest daughter from an immortal family’s concubine lineage.
