I Wish You Well In Your Next Love, My Love - Chapter 47
I lowered my head, leaving him to lick and suck at my neck and ear repeatedly. The hand supporting my body was no longer trembling.
‘Thank goodness it worked.’
As if I had finished everything I needed to do, the strength began to drain from my body.
I no longer had the energy to hold my heavy eyelids open.
* * *
I opened my eyes with a headache that felt like my head was splitting apart.
Clutching the blanket like a lifeline, I groaned.
“Are you okay?”
A cold hand brushed aside my bangs and touched my forehead. It slowly slid down, cupping my cheek before running under my chin.
“Lord Cas— ah.”
When I opened my dry mouth, a sharp pain shot from the corner of my lips.
At the same time, the events from the alley last night rushed back like a tidal wave.
W-What did I do…?
“…Do you want me to purify you?”
I must have gone insane. There was no other explanation.
No matter how pitiful Gerard had looked, how could I be the one to bring up deep contact purification first.
Regret flooded over me so strongly I wanted to bite my tongue and die on the spot.
I must have been crazy. What should I do. Should I at least apologize? No, should I run away.
Flash. The moment I opened my eyes, I hurriedly tried to sit up.
“Ugh.”
A spinning wave of dizziness struck, and I collapsed again.
“Still haven’t sobered up, I see.”
A voice full of concern sounded right in front of me. Leaning close, he carefully examined my face, which must have been badly swollen.
“……!”
Thump thump thump.
My heart pounded as if it would explode. Unlike me, who was stiff with tension, his gaze moved freely as if licking across my face. Eventually it stopped at the back of my neck.
As his gaze deepened, I quietly avoided his eyes.
“I brought breakfast.”
“N-No. I’ll just have some water…”
“I’ll support you from behind, so try sitting up carefully.”
I felt the strength in the large hand that had come behind my neck.
I barely managed to sit up, but the world swayed as if my eyes were rolling around on their own.
He skillfully brought a cup to my mouth. I hadn’t meant for him to feed me.
Refusing would have looked ridiculous, so I finished the entire cup of water first and then let out a long breath.
“Did you drink a barrel of wine instead of just one glass?”
“I can’t handle alcohol. My body doesn’t take it well, and my hangovers are terrible.”
“And you did deep contact purification on top of that, so your body ended up like this.”
Gerard said as he wiped the moisture from the corner of my mouth with his hand.
…Was Gerard really unaffected.
Pretending not to care, I glanced at his face. Ah, why are his lips swollen like that.
Feeling my throat grow hot again, I coughed awkwardly for no reason.
After a brief look, it was clear that I was the only one making a big deal out of it.
Guilt and embarrassment rushed in at the same time.
Right. What happened in the alley last night wasn’t a kiss, it was deep contact purification.
It was simply first aid, nothing more. It had to be that way.
“…Is your hand okay?”
One of Gerard’s eyebrows twitched upward.
“You’re worried about me first while you look like that?”
“I was just wondering if the purification worked.”
“As you can see, I’m perfectly fine. Not just my hand. I feel like I’ve been completely reborn.”
Gerard leaned over me, and his face filled my vision.
Hearing him say that my purification worked made me so happy that I almost forgot my hangover for a moment.
I had to struggle hard to control the corners of my mouth from curling upward.
“Shall we eat breakfast now?”
Feeling my cheeks grow warm, I nodded.
* * *
“Uuurp— blaargh.”
Everything I had eaten that morning came pouring out.
Still crouched in the same alley where we had performed deep contact purification last night, I vomited until even bile came up.
“Everything you ate just came right back out.”
Gerard lightly patted my back with moderate strength. He seemed unaware that the best help he could give would be to turn away and go on his way instead of watching this disgrace beside me.
“Ughhh…”
Pressing my forehead, I hung my head low.
“How about going back home?”
“I can’t… If I miss class right before graduation…”
“What’s so important about that temple.”
“I need to receive the Ascension Rite… uugh.”
My stomach lurched again as another wave of nausea surged upward.
