Me, the Weakest Member of the Hero’s Party? I’m the Villain Though? - Chapter 107
Kyle opened his eyes in the dim light of dawn.
The chill brushing over the top of his head sent a shiver down his spine and woke him. When he forced his heavy eyelids open, he saw the dark interior.
After blinking a few times, Kyle turned his head. Lysian was sleeping soundly, which was rare. Kyle carefully began covering him more securely with the cloak, worried he might be cold, then suddenly froze.
The dream he had the night before came back to him.
When he had opened his eyes at the ticklish sensation, everything around him had been swallowed by darkness, and Lysian had been carefully pressing his lips against his.
It had only lasted a moment, but the vivid red eyes that had met his afterward made his face heat up for no reason.
‘It must’ve been a dream.’
There was no way something like that had actually happened. Lysian kissing him, even in a dream, was just too unbelievable.
Then why did the sensation feel so vivid?
He had joked that he could kiss Lysian first, but in truth, Kyle himself had never kissed anyone before.
It had been something he tossed out casually as a joke, but maybe he had kept it in the back of his mind. To think he would actually dream about something like that.
Kyle looked down at Lysian’s sleeping face. It was the first time he had seen him asleep from this close.
Even in deep sleep, Lysian’s eyes looked sharp. Without realizing it, Kyle reached out and touched his lips.
‘…They’re softer than they look.’
Just like his embrace had been warm despite his cold appearance, his lips were soft despite his stern expression. For a moment, an impulsive urge rose to kiss him.
Would it really feel as soft as in the dream?
He wanted to find out.
The unfamiliar impulse made Kyle feel awkward and uneasy. He didn’t know what this pounding and trembling feeling was, and that made him afraid.
He was afraid that the way he looked at Lysian might change. When he had said he wouldn’t develop romantic feelings for companions, he had meant it.
He didn’t want their relationship to become awkward. He didn’t want to start disliking him, and he didn’t want to start liking him more than he already did. He wanted things to stay exactly as they were.
‘It’s all because of that strange dream.’
Kyle hesitated, then pulled his hand away from Lysian and quickly stood up. He slipped out from under the cloak carefully so as not to wake him.
His face still felt warm, so he stood facing the wall for a moment. Once he calmed down, he took in their situation again.
The cell was small and bare, without anything that could even be called a bed. It was strange that he had managed to sleep so comfortably in a place like this.
While traveling on adventures, falling into traps or getting locked up was a common occurrence. So he didn’t feel any real sense of crisis, but for Lysian, it could easily be an unsettling situation.
Even so, Lysian was sleeping peacefully.
With complicated feelings, Kyle crouched down in front of him again. As he gently fixed Lysian’s disheveled hair, a memory suddenly came back to him.
The first night they had slept in the same inn room, Kyle had followed him. He had been shocked to see Lysian use a crow to fly toward the lich’s dungeon.
Because he had followed him, he had been able to save him, so in the end it had worked out.
In many ways, Lysian was surrounded by mystery. Part of it was because he had lost his memories, but there were probably also things he hadn’t told the party.
Even so, after their conversation the previous night, Kyle had decided to trust him. No matter what happened, he wouldn’t regret that decision.
“Mm…”
At that moment, Lysian let out a small groan and opened his eyes.
Seeing the red eyes glowing in the darkness, Kyle felt a strange sense of awe. They were like the rising sun cutting through a black night sky.
“Kyle…?”
Kyle, who had been staring absentmindedly into Lysian’s eyes, came back to his senses.
“You’re awake?”
Kyle asked casually, his smile returning. Lysian looked at him as if something was strange, then sat up. After looking around the dark surroundings, he pressed a hand to his forehead.
“Ah, right. We’re in a cell.”
Only then did the memories of the previous day seem to come back to him. He glanced around with a disappointed expression, his shoulders slumping.
