I Give Up on the BL Novel's Male Leads - Chapter 137
For a moment, her head spun, and she felt disoriented. When she regained her senses, she found herself on the bed.
“Ah!”
She noticed her hair sprawled out and made eye contact with Edwin, who was grinning at her.
“I could do something bad like this.”
“What kind of bad thing?”
Edwin stared at her, noticing that she was looking at him but not trying to find her wand.
“Arenât you scared?”
“Iâm a bit dazed from crying, so everything seems clear and then blurry.”
He froze at her words but soon smiled and looked at her again.
“What about this?”
“Your hands are warm.”
Illein said this and stayed still.
“Should I put the wand next to you?”
“The wand? Why?”
Seeing him flustered by her question was somewhat satisfying, though she felt an odd sensation as tears began to well up in her eyes.
“Why are you crying again? Did I say something harsh?”
“No, itâs just⌠being here with you is comforting. Iâm grateful that you came on a day like today⌠but then I wonder if this is just a dream, and if it is, it feels like a rather blasphemous dream.”
“Itâs not a dream. Do you want to do something blasphemous?”
Illein felt strange as he looked down at her with a playful, fox-like expression.
“So, are you going to stay like this until morning?”
“Is that your idea of the most blasphemous thing?”
“What else is there?”
Edwin had a mysterious expression as their eyes met.
“Did you forget that we kissed?”
“When did we kiss? I havenât done that with anyone yet.”
She said this while watching Edwin climb over her. She pulled his arm and guided him to lie beside her.
“Can I use your arm as a pillow?”
“Thereâs no reason I canât.”
“Just so you know, I have a lot on my mind, so it might be heavy.”
“Even if you are heavy, itâs not too much.”
He said this and offered his arm to her. She nestled against it, turning to face Edwin.
Then a loud spring noise echoed, and she felt bitter for some reason, fearing that he might have noticed the bed’s worn condition.
“My family is poor.”
“Yeah, it shows.”
“Itâs a shabby place for someone like Edwin.”
“If youâre here, itâs not shabby. The floor is nice.”
“Hehe.”
When their gazes met, he looked relaxed. She was amazed that he could show such kindness.
“Are you really happy that I came?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I donât know. Today was really tough⌠Iâm exhausted from studying, and itâs frustrating that no one understands me. But when Edwin came and talked to me, it made things a little better.”
“⌔
“I think I trust you, Edwin⌠and I want to rely on you. Is that strange?”
She looked at him anxiously as she spoke.
“No, itâs sweet.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, cute.”
“Aw.”
“Seriously. Youâre so cute that I came here to do something bad, but now I canât.”
As he spoke, he gently touched her cheek with his finger, then grazed her ear.
Illeinâs body tensed as his large, warm hand made contact with her ear. It tickled, but it didnât feel bad.
“What are you doing?”
“Iâm doing the same thing Edwin is.”
She then mirrored his actions and touched his ear. He smiled, twisting his alluring lips.
“Why encourage me to do something bad?”
“Me?”
“Youâre going to be scared.”
He said this with a grin, seeming to genuinely enjoy her touch.
At that moment, she thought he resembled a purring cat.
It struck her as absurd to think of such a large cat existing in the world.
“By the way, Edwin.”
“Yeah?”
“I feel a bit strange right now. The Edwin I know and the one in front of me feel like two different people.”
As she said this, Edwin smiled.
“Well, thatâs because I am a different person.”
“What do you mean?”
Illein asked incredulously at his remark.
Edwin simply chuckled at her reaction, finding it amusing.
As the moment stretched on, with Edwin smiling and looking at her intently, Illein began to feel increasingly odd.
His words felt like a truth rather than a joke, causing her heart to race.
In her anxiousness, she reached out to touch Edwinâs face, instinctively trying to dispel her discomfort.
“What are you doing?”
“I want to see more clearly.”
While she knew it wouldnât change anything, she still felt the need to confirm her thoughts. It was an instinctive action to shake off her rising anxiety.
“Can you make it easier to look at?”
Edwin seemed to find the situation quite entertaining as he grinned.
“Sure.”
He immediately positioned her on his lap.
“Eek!”
Edwin chuckled at her startled reaction and leaned back against the pillow.
“Now you can see closely, right?”
“I want to close my eyes and touch.”
“Okay.”
Illein slowly closed her eyes, then reached out to explore Edwinâs face with her fingertips.
