“Evan, shall we go to bed too?”
“……Yeah.”
After turning off Louis’s room light, we moved to Evan’s room.
Evan laid down on the bed himself.
I covered the child up to his neck with the blanket.
“If anything happens, wake up Emma.”
“Emma was already trying to die.”
“Ah, haha. She must be very tired.”
Emma had fallen asleep without even eating.
‘She must have been shocked.’
She must have expected a luxurious castle, but the reality was a horror fantasy.
I, too, had my illusions shattered, but I was still relatively quick to adapt.
“Then run to me. You know, right? My bedroom is on the right side of the 3rd floor.”
“……Got it.”
Evan nodded his head. As I patted his head in praise, a faint question came back.
“……You’re not going to do it to me?”
“Huh? What?”
When I tilted my head, Evan’s face turned red.
“It’s nothing. I’m going to sleep, so leave.”
Evan flipped the blanket over his eyes.
The seemingly shy appearance puzzled me, reminding me of what I had done to Louis earlier.
‘Could it be.’
Looking down at Evan, I kissed his empty forehead.
Whether it was the right answer or not, Evan’s forehead turned red too.
“Good night, my prince.”
“……Good night, Aileen.”
Evan’s innocent appearance was precious to me, like a treasure.
I stroked Evan’s hair for a long time before getting up from the bedside.
I turned off the lights and returned to my room, but for some reason, sleep wouldn’t come.
‘Maybe because I slept during the day.’
I was exactly in that state where I was tired but couldn’t sleep.
‘I’m thirsty.’
The water bottle in the room was empty.
‘Now that I think about it, I think I saw a dining hall earlier.’
I wasn’t sure, but I think it was at the end of the hallway before going up to the second floor.
Unable to sleep and unable to endure my thirst, I left the room.
‘Ugh, I don’t want to go out.’
The room was fine, but from the corridor onwards, it was still the demon king’s castle.
‘But at least there won’t be ghosts.’
Demons are better than ghosts.
With that thought, I was able to descend to the first floor.
‘Ah, there it is.’
Luckily, I found the dining hall.
Furthermore, faint light was leaking from outside the door, as if there were still people inside.
I felt relieved and opened the door.
And there.
“Dracu, the butler?”
A large figure with white hair was seen from behind.
Hearing my voice, he slowly turned around.
“……Halren young lady?”
Dracu was holding a glass filled with a red liquid.
His lips were also red.
‘It’s blood. One hundred percent human blood.’
I suddenly recalled a description of demons from the original work.
‘……Some demons drink human blood…….’
Ruben Castle, also known as the demon king’s castle, was like an onion that presented terror the more you peeled.
‘It’s finally my turn.’
It was my turn to faint.
I let my body relax as strength drained from it.
How out of it must I have been?
“……would have been.”
“That, mistake…… truly a sin……”
The sound of the voice was dull, and it felt unreal.
My fatigued body accepted it as a dream.
‘It’s been a while since I had a different dream.’
This wasn’t the dining hall, nor my room.
Would I finally dream of a scene other than the supermarket?
‘If so, please let this move to the demon king’s castle be a dream, please.’
I hate horror. I really do.
When I finally managed to open my eyes, I came face to face with the person who had been grinding my nerves all day.
“……Kashar.”
Kashar, sitting on the bed, was holding me.
‘But why is it so hot?’
Something solid and hot touched my cheek. It was his thick pectoral muscle.
He had just finished showering, as he was undressing.
Drops of water fell from his hair. His moist chest caught my eye.
“……Chest.”
And the vividly defined washboard abs.
‘Ah, those muscles are amazing. Those muscles are amazing.’
Excitement stirred within my flushed cheeks.
“Our handsome lunatic.”
When I spoke my secretly cherished nickname, Kashar laughed.
It was a beautiful smile.
I glared at his handsome face.
“……Hey, you scamming bastard!”
I pinched the cheek of the Kashar in my dream.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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