The two individuals lie facing each other with a slight distance between them. When Sihyun opens his eyes to Misu’s teasing touch, they once again share a passionate moment. Now, asserting that it can’t go on any longer, Misu draws a line with a blanket on the bed, and they confront each other.
“Hey! You shouldn’t cross the line with your feet!”
Detecting Sihyun’s movements under the blanket, Misu narrows her eyes and warns him. Sihyun immediately stops his movements, as if he were frozen like ice.
“Seeing that you still have the energy to tease me like this, it seems like Misu hasn’t been fully satisfied yet, right?”
Sihyun’s hand, as if playing around, attempts to cross the safe zone under the blanket towards Misu.
“Hey! Hands!”
Two naughty fingers, the index and middle fingers, walk across the mattress as if taking steps.
When the fingers reach the place where the blanket has created a hollow, Misu quickly grabs Sihyun’s hand, preventing him from crossing over.
“Oh? Misu’s hand crossed over.”
In the end, Misu’s hand crosses the line. Sihyun quickly grabs Misu and hugs her tightly.
“Now that we need to wash up, I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll just stay like this.”
Misu nods as if willing to compromise at this point. The sweat is still thick on both of them.
Misu’s body tingles and stings every time she moves, but since the sensation comes from Sihyun, she doesn’t mind.
Sihyun looks at Misu and asks, “Misu, what are we going to do today?”
“In the morning, I’ll clean up the bed in the studio.”
Although it was a bed where they spent enjoyable time together, Sihyun wears a slightly disappointed expression as Misu plans to tidy it up.
“It’s a studio; it can’t have a bed.”
“Why? Is it because you’ll think of me?”
Embarrassed but true, Misu nods.
“Okay. If it’s for Misu to concentrate, then fine. What else?”
“In the afternoon, the webtoon artist Sooyoung is coming to the studio to see my drawings.”
Sihyun’s expression becomes serious.
“Is that webtoon artist a fraud, by any chance?”
As someone who almost fell victim to fake Min-guk in the past, Misu is frightened by the mention of fraud.
“No way. I’ll introduce you later, so Sihyun, please take a look too.”
“Sure. Definitely.”
“What about you, Sihyun? What are you going to do today?”
“I’ll organize research materials and the lab, and then meet the president to say hello. He sent an invitation to the opening ceremony.”
Misu, covering herself with the blanket, sits up abruptly. Her body feels unresponsive, but she needs to move quickly as Sihyun seems about to get up.
“Okay, let’s get ready quickly.”
Sihyun, as if understanding, gets up and presses his lips to Misu’s forehead.
Suyoung is seriously examining Misu’s drawings in Misu’s studio.
For invited artists to art fairs, recommending emerging artists is possible. It is not necessary to recommend emerging artists.
And since it hasn’t been long since meeting Misu, there’s no need to give her an opportunity. However, just in case there might be good works, Suhyeong came to Misu’s studio.
“Misu.”
Suhyeong’s serious expression when speaking was unusual.
“Yes?”
“I’m sorry for saying this, but your paintings won’t do.”
“Yes?”
“It seems like it’s just a hobby for now. Of course, you can apply to art fairs, but for the time being, it would be better to build a stronger foundation.”
‘Even though it’s a work I poured my heart into, he says I need to build a stronger foundation.’
It was a moment of disappointment, thinking that the sparkling artistic sense was a skill that protagonists in movies or novels possess.
‘Well, I’m not a protagonist in a movie or a novel; I’m just an ordinary person.’
“It’s not difficult to say it’s good, but Misu wanted an honest evaluation. That’s why I gave an objective assessment as an artist. Don’t be disappointed.”
“I am disappointed. My skills are like that.”
Despite saying that, Misu was seriously contemplating whether to fold the drawings.
“Instead, Misu’s critiques are good.”
Suhyeong picked up Misu’s manuscript again.
“You have insight into art history and the times, and your interpretation of the works is excellent. Maybe you should focus on critique rather than submitting paintings.”
Misu, who received the manuscript from Suhyeong, flips through the pages. She wanted to find where there is insight into the times and where there is an excellent interpretation of the work in her manuscript.
“Try submitting critiques instead of paintings.”
“Is that really okay?”
“Of course. Do you know that invited artists can recommend emerging artists?”
“Is that so?”
Suhyeong, with a serious face, relaxes and smiles.
“I didn’t know. That’s why I was planning to recommend Misu if her work is good, but it’s not about paintings. Instead, your critiques are good.”
“Really?”
“But I don’t have the authority to recommend critiques.”
“It’s okay. I appreciate the evaluation you gave.”
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.
