I made a mistake again. The sound of hurried breathing, a voice suppressing anger, it was because of me.
“If you can’t trust yourself, let it go. I haven’t completely given up on Eunjae; if you keep coming out like this…!”
It’s amusing. After experiencing that, I’m still hoping.
Even if it were someone else, he would have done the same. Because he is that kind of person, he can’t just let injustice pass by.
It’s better this way. Now my mind is gradually settling, and I’ve resigned myself. And I realized.
No matter how hard I try, there’s no way to get into his heart.
After organizing my thoughts like that, my heart became much lighter. I was aware of it from the beginning, but it was a fact I didn’t want to admit.
And now, it seemed like I could talk about it. The truth of that day that he deeply misunderstood.
“Ha… Why did I do that, after all?”
Narim sat in the middle of the cafe, messing up his hair, and eventually started tearing it out.
Just a few hours ago, it seemed certain. I don’t know where I got the courage from earlier. As time passed, it turned into regret.
Even though I drank chamomile herb tea to calm my mind, my restless heart didn’t settle down.
Today was a series of irritations from morning.
On a day when I overslept and wore something random. Of all those clothes, I happened to choose the tracksuit that was stuck in the closet. No matter how much I looked, I couldn’t find my car key, so I had no choice but to take the bus.
As I ran to catch the bus that had just arrived, I stepped on a puddle filled with rainwater and sighed deeply, becoming mud-covered with sneakers and a shabby tracksuit.
It was embarrassing. No, does it matter if it becomes a joke anyway?
Still, I couldn’t hide my own sense of dejection. I continued to sigh, thinking that I probably miscalculated the day, and at that moment, Taekyu’s figure walking from a distance appeared.
Already in a bad situation, he was dressed in a sophisticated suit today.
He looks good anywhere. The problem is that it’s not just in my eyes. Briefly, a few women who were passing by where he was glanced at him.
I wished he hadn’t recognized me, but he found himself immediately.
Taekyu, who found Narim, stopped for a moment as if he were going to step back and then quickly approached Narim, pulling a chair and sitting down. Taekyu let out a short sigh.
Again, silence flowed.
Looking at Taekyu, who was slowly crossing his legs, Narim opened his lips, then looked at him with heavy lips, and started tearing his hair.
It’s not like you’re not here. There’s nothing to worry about if it becomes a joke, right?
“Sorry for earlier, Professor Yoon.”
“Why suddenly sorry?”
“I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.”
“I know. You came to report on the club schedule.”
“I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.”
“I know. You said you came to report on the club schedule.”
I cautiously lifted my head, which kept dropping unintentionally. With my fists clenched, I met eyes with Taekyu, who was looking at himself.
I don’t know why he’s laughing, but he’s definitely laughing. It was an expression I hadn’t seen in a long time.
“If you think that way, I appreciate it. I felt a bit uncomfortable accidentally hearing personal matters without intention.”
“It’s okay to hear it. Did you want to meet to discuss that?”
“No, what I wanted to—”
Suddenly, Taekyu, who lowered his gaze under the table, asked, “Why are your shoes like that, Inarim?”
“…I got stuck in a puddle.”
“Oh, I see.”
Narim tiptoed, hiding his feet under the chair as much as possible. Blushing and biting his lips, he looked like someone caught doing something they didn’t want to be caught doing.
“Ah, anyway, what I wanted to say to Professor Yoon—”
“Sorry to interrupt, but Inarim, I’ve finished work too.”
Call me by my name. Seeing the smiling Taekyu, the words I had said to him before came to mind, and my face blushed again.
“It’s Inarim. Since you finished work, please call me by my name.”
To avoid being caught with such a face, Narim hid his expression while sipping on herbal tea.
“Calling someone and drinking tea alone.”
“Oh, what would you like to have? I’ll take your order.”
“This place specializes in herbal tea, but I don’t like herbal tea.”
Narim realized his mistake. It was a place he entered without thinking, considering it was a cafe he usually liked.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t think that far.”
“I don’t like brown hair either. I don’t like women who follow me just because I like them. I hate women who stick to me even after I’ve rejected them.”
“…”
“But I keep worrying about it. Inarim, who picks out only the things I don’t like, sticks to me without any self-esteem.”
Narim’s hand, holding the herbal tea, trembled slightly.
“It’s none of your business. There was nothing between us at the hotel that day.”
As expected, his expression turned cold.
“Everywhere I look, you’re there. Even these days, every woman with brown hair looks like Inarim to me. Am I crazy?”
“…You don’t have to worry. That day, nothing happened between us at the hotel.”
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.
