Rudnine covered me with a fluffy blanket to avoid direct contact, but this position was still too, too much...
Even without that, my eyes keep going to the well-toned muscles visible through the loose front bangs!
My cheeks turned red.
“Why, why?”
Just as I was about to stutter and pull back, he smiled slightly and wrapped his other arm around my waist to stop me.
“Where are you going?”
My heart was pounding so hard that I was worried that it would burst, and I would have to eat the Thiels Magic Stone again.
“Hmm. Under that bed?”
"Hmm."
He glanced at the floor I was pointing at, then quickly lost interest.
"Of course, I like it when Yvonne comes to my bedroom, and you can sit on the bed as much as you want. I'm your lover. And it's even better when we lie together like this."
He pulled me into his embrace, lowered his head, met my eyes, and stroked my cheek.
"But never in any other bedroom. Never anywhere else besides mine. Just lie here."
“Only here?”
“Yes. It makes me so sad and angry to imagine Yvonne in someone else’s bed.”
His voice became hoarse.
“I’m not going to the other bed... What the hell are you talking about!”
“That’s right. Since Yvonne will be coming often, I’ll have to change the bed to the best one.”
“...When did I say I would come here often?”
“If I’m sick, you should come visit me.”
“That’s true, though.”
“That’s what it means.”
"Uh?"
“It’s so nice to be with you. Isn’t it, Yvonne?”
I felt a slight tightening of his grip on my arms.
His shameless yet explicit affection left me breathless yet strangely thrilled, and my whole body tingled.
He is a well-mannered Duke, but he does not hide his affection and desires towards me, and he dedicates everything to me.
My eyes felt stinging.
I couldn't stand it any longer, so I put my hand on his shoulder, raised my body, and carefully kissed him.
After a while, I parted my lips and confessed my overwhelming feelings.
"I love you."
My voice came out shaking slightly.
But there was no answer from Rudnine, who had a blank expression.
My eyes were clearly open, but I couldn't hear it.
“I love you, Rudd.”
I confessed to him again, slowly, one word at a time.
With all my heart.
All the moments of longing were an illusion.
How frustrating it must have been for those watching.
The two of us loved each other so much from the beginning.
“I love you, Rudnaine Iels. So, so, so much... ah.”
I was frustrated with Rudnine not answering, and since I had already confessed, I wanted to be a confession bomber and pour out my love, but he, who had been supporting the back of my head, threw off the blanket and rolled over to change positions.
“Oh, huff.”
As soon as I looked at him, startled by his slightly changed posture, he pressed his lips down and dug into every corner of my mouth.
He felt like a parched beast, swallowing so persistently and tenaciously that I couldn't even catch my breath.
It was ticklish, sweet, and warm, and my toes tingled.
His heartbeat felt so loud as he sat down so close that it made my body feel hot.
Rudnine slowly pulled away from my lips, took off his glasses, and kissed me from my forehead to my eyelids and the bridge of my nose, then moved down to the nape of my neck.
I was catching my breath, and when soft lips touched my neck, the hairs on my neck stood on end and rustled.
“It tickles.”
“You don’t know how sweet it is for Yvonne to say I love you...”
Rudnine slowly stroked the nape of my neck where his lips had touched, and as I got up, his eyes were filled with heat and regret.
Gulp.
‘Did I just swallow my saliva...?’
Because of that handsome, decadent man who was so openly seductive, my already confused senses were on the verge of flying away.
And of course, it wasn't intentional, but Rudnine's clothes were looser than before, revealing her upper body.
'Oh my god.'
Please, help me not to become a demon that attacks patients.
Then how am I different from Toylat?
But then, suddenly, this thought occurred to me.
I'm a warlock after all. I saved the world without doing a single bad thing. Is that so wrong?
'I'm going crazy.'
But I couldn't take my eyes off it.
The chest muscles and shoulders are so wide and strong, but how can the waist be so slim?
“Should I just take it off?”
"...no."
When I looked at him too openly, Rudnine smiled and tried to unbutton his shirt, so I almost cried and stopped him.
“It’s a shame. I was confident...”
He sighed.
I know exactly what this secretly honest person wants right now, but he's still sick.
'Let's wait and see.'
Since I am a good warlock, I decided not to do something bad like attacking my patient lover.
I also remembered what the healing wizard Monet Ergel had said about Rudnine needing to rest for at least another week.
“Rudd, just a moment. Sit down...”
I pushed him away as he stared down at me as if he was going to devour me, holding me captive with both arms.
But Rudnine didn't move an inch and just looked at me with a listless gaze.
Oh, oh, oh. I'm pretty strong, too.
Why, why isn't he moving?
When I, flustered, pushed him once more, Rudnine lowered his eyebrows as if he was disappointed.
“If you love me, why are you pushing me away? You liar.”
“It’s true that I love you!”
“Then why? Yvonne is so pretty. Can’t I just keep looking at you like this?”
Of course it would be, but it would be difficult for both of us!
I was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so I just glared at him.
“It doesn’t have to be this position.”
“I’m fine... but was I a little rude?”
“That’s not it. Haa. You’re a patient.”
“It’s sad how patients are treated.”
"I'm glad you became a patient while saving me. Get well soon, Rudd."
"All right."
Rudnine shrugged and carefully climbed down from above me.
Then he lay down on his side and stroked my short hair.
“You look good with short hair, too. It suits you well.”
“Really? I was worried about what Rudd would think.”
“It’s dazzling.”
Does he know that he is smiling softly?
The person who says that is more dazzling.
He continued speaking, gently ruffling my hair.
"Of course, it was pretty when it was long. There's something I'd like to try when Yvonne grows her hair out again."
“What is it?”
“I want to comb your hair and braid it.”
“Haha. What is that?”
“When I have a daughter later, I want to do that for her every day.”
His wish was so simple that I burst out laughing, and Rudnine looked at me as if I had found it very amusing.
So we lay comfortably on his bed and chatted for a long time.
Come to think of it, I've never spent this much leisurely time with him.
Well, as soon as we started dating, a series of stormy events occurred.
I thought I should come here to play often.
I asked, pulling the book he was reading.
“What book were you reading?”
“This is a book on the basics of magic.”
"Yes?"
When I opened my eyes wide in surprise, he seemed embarrassed and hid the basic theory book behind his back.
“My lover is a great magician and will soon become the Magic Tower Master, but I thought I should learn something about magic.”
“No, what is Rudnine doing!”
When I frowned, Rudnine spoke seriously without changing her expression.
“If you want to help someone, you need to have some basic knowledge, right...?”
“...If you act so clueless, you’ll get hurt. Of course, I’ll be the one to help Yvonne. Who else would?”
He spoke very shamelessly, as if he were not hurt at all.
‘What do you mean, maternal support!’
Even without that, my eyes keep going to the well-toned muscles visible through the loose front bangs!
My cheeks turned red.
“Why, why?”
Just as I was about to stutter and pull back, he smiled slightly and wrapped his other arm around my waist to stop me.
“Where are you going?”
My heart was pounding so hard that I was worried that it would burst, and I would have to eat the Thiels Magic Stone again.
“Hmm. Under that bed?”
"Hmm."
He glanced at the floor I was pointing at, then quickly lost interest.
"Of course, I like it when Yvonne comes to my bedroom, and you can sit on the bed as much as you want. I'm your lover. And it's even better when we lie together like this."
He pulled me into his embrace, lowered his head, met my eyes, and stroked my cheek.
"But never in any other bedroom. Never anywhere else besides mine. Just lie here."
“Only here?”
“Yes. It makes me so sad and angry to imagine Yvonne in someone else’s bed.”
His voice became hoarse.
“I’m not going to the other bed... What the hell are you talking about!”
“That’s right. Since Yvonne will be coming often, I’ll have to change the bed to the best one.”
“...When did I say I would come here often?”
“If I’m sick, you should come visit me.”
“That’s true, though.”
“That’s what it means.”
"Uh?"
“It’s so nice to be with you. Isn’t it, Yvonne?”
I felt a slight tightening of his grip on my arms.
His shameless yet explicit affection left me breathless yet strangely thrilled, and my whole body tingled.
He is a well-mannered Duke, but he does not hide his affection and desires towards me, and he dedicates everything to me.
My eyes felt stinging.
I couldn't stand it any longer, so I put my hand on his shoulder, raised my body, and carefully kissed him.
After a while, I parted my lips and confessed my overwhelming feelings.
"I love you."
My voice came out shaking slightly.
But there was no answer from Rudnine, who had a blank expression.
My eyes were clearly open, but I couldn't hear it.
“I love you, Rudd.”
I confessed to him again, slowly, one word at a time.
With all my heart.
All the moments of longing were an illusion.
How frustrating it must have been for those watching.
The two of us loved each other so much from the beginning.
“I love you, Rudnaine Iels. So, so, so much... ah.”
I was frustrated with Rudnine not answering, and since I had already confessed, I wanted to be a confession bomber and pour out my love, but he, who had been supporting the back of my head, threw off the blanket and rolled over to change positions.
“Oh, huff.”
As soon as I looked at him, startled by his slightly changed posture, he pressed his lips down and dug into every corner of my mouth.
He felt like a parched beast, swallowing so persistently and tenaciously that I couldn't even catch my breath.
It was ticklish, sweet, and warm, and my toes tingled.
His heartbeat felt so loud as he sat down so close that it made my body feel hot.
Rudnine slowly pulled away from my lips, took off his glasses, and kissed me from my forehead to my eyelids and the bridge of my nose, then moved down to the nape of my neck.
I was catching my breath, and when soft lips touched my neck, the hairs on my neck stood on end and rustled.
“It tickles.”
“You don’t know how sweet it is for Yvonne to say I love you...”
Rudnine slowly stroked the nape of my neck where his lips had touched, and as I got up, his eyes were filled with heat and regret.
Gulp.
‘Did I just swallow my saliva...?’
Because of that handsome, decadent man who was so openly seductive, my already confused senses were on the verge of flying away.
And of course, it wasn't intentional, but Rudnine's clothes were looser than before, revealing her upper body.
'Oh my god.'
Please, help me not to become a demon that attacks patients.
Then how am I different from Toylat?
But then, suddenly, this thought occurred to me.
I'm a warlock after all. I saved the world without doing a single bad thing. Is that so wrong?
'I'm going crazy.'
But I couldn't take my eyes off it.
The chest muscles and shoulders are so wide and strong, but how can the waist be so slim?
“Should I just take it off?”
"...no."
When I looked at him too openly, Rudnine smiled and tried to unbutton his shirt, so I almost cried and stopped him.
“It’s a shame. I was confident...”
He sighed.
I know exactly what this secretly honest person wants right now, but he's still sick.
'Let's wait and see.'
Since I am a good warlock, I decided not to do something bad like attacking my patient lover.
I also remembered what the healing wizard Monet Ergel had said about Rudnine needing to rest for at least another week.
“Rudd, just a moment. Sit down...”
I pushed him away as he stared down at me as if he was going to devour me, holding me captive with both arms.
But Rudnine didn't move an inch and just looked at me with a listless gaze.
Oh, oh, oh. I'm pretty strong, too.
Why, why isn't he moving?
When I, flustered, pushed him once more, Rudnine lowered his eyebrows as if he was disappointed.
“If you love me, why are you pushing me away? You liar.”
“It’s true that I love you!”
“Then why? Yvonne is so pretty. Can’t I just keep looking at you like this?”
Of course it would be, but it would be difficult for both of us!
I was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so I just glared at him.
“It doesn’t have to be this position.”
“I’m fine... but was I a little rude?”
“That’s not it. Haa. You’re a patient.”
“It’s sad how patients are treated.”
"I'm glad you became a patient while saving me. Get well soon, Rudd."
"All right."
Rudnine shrugged and carefully climbed down from above me.
Then he lay down on his side and stroked my short hair.
“You look good with short hair, too. It suits you well.”
“Really? I was worried about what Rudd would think.”
“It’s dazzling.”
Does he know that he is smiling softly?
The person who says that is more dazzling.
He continued speaking, gently ruffling my hair.
"Of course, it was pretty when it was long. There's something I'd like to try when Yvonne grows her hair out again."
“What is it?”
“I want to comb your hair and braid it.”
“Haha. What is that?”
“When I have a daughter later, I want to do that for her every day.”
His wish was so simple that I burst out laughing, and Rudnine looked at me as if I had found it very amusing.
So we lay comfortably on his bed and chatted for a long time.
Come to think of it, I've never spent this much leisurely time with him.
Well, as soon as we started dating, a series of stormy events occurred.
I thought I should come here to play often.
I asked, pulling the book he was reading.
“What book were you reading?”
“This is a book on the basics of magic.”
"Yes?"
When I opened my eyes wide in surprise, he seemed embarrassed and hid the basic theory book behind his back.
“My lover is a great magician and will soon become the Magic Tower Master, but I thought I should learn something about magic.”
“No, what is Rudnine doing!”
When I frowned, Rudnine spoke seriously without changing her expression.
“If you want to help someone, you need to have some basic knowledge, right...?”
“My maternal family? My maternal family?”
He spoke very shamelessly, as if he were not hurt at all.
‘What do you mean, maternal support!’
The face that had just calmed down began to burn again.
“That, that.”
“Do you remember when I gave you the key to the treasure vault of the Iels family?”
"Of course..."
I nodded with a bright red face.
When I killed Toylat and fell into the abyss, I endured each day by touching the necklace that you gave me, the key to the treasure vault of the Iels family.
As I was vaguely recalling that time, he grabbed my hand, intertwined our fingers to keep me from running away, and spoke softly.
“We met on a blind date, didn’t we? You remember me being the one who met you on the blind date, right?”
“Of course.”
“I fell in love with my blind date at first sight.”
I was captivated by his soft, almond-shaped eyes.
“I would like to have Princess Yvonne Argenthoz sit here as my wife, not as a blind date, in the near future.”
A voice whispered softly in a place filled with its own unique fragrance. And I was completely captivated by the eyes that looked solely at me.
“Then, you can do whatever you want without being pricked by conscience, discipline, or laws...”
“Conscience?”
“...Well, there is something like that.”
Rudnine sighed and rubbed his forehead, then raised his head again and asked urgently.
“We need to get engaged quickly. I need to accept Yvonne first, though...”
"Great."
The affirmative answer came out of my mouth like a frog.
Rudnine's eyes widened in surprise.
I answered too quickly, but what can I do?
“Excuse me, is that true?”
He stuttered more than usual and smiled, his lips twitching.
“It’s true.”
“Really?”
“I told you it’s true.”
"Ha ha ha."
If only I could see my man's smile so bright and happy.
“Yvonne.”
Rudnine said, carefully pulling me into his arms.
“I love you more.”
And he added seriously.
"Then, shouldn't I go and formally greet my father-in-law now? I have too much to do to discuss the engagement quickly..."
'This guy, really.'
I shook my head.
"...but."
“No, you can’t. You need to rest more now.”
When it came to me, I had a hard time convincing Rudnine, who was losing his mind.
But I was completely wrong in thinking I had convinced him.
***
Three months later.
“Lord of the Tower, here is today’s schedule.”
“Hmm. Give it to me.”
After washing up and getting dressed, I was startled when I saw the schedule Liana Rognier gave me.
Why are you getting busier?
I looked at Liana with resentment, but she shrugged.
"You're planning a month-long honeymoon in two months, so there's nothing we can do. The enactment of new laws on black magic is urgent, and there are essential meetings that require your immediate participation, as well as many postponed business trips."
“...Please call the Duke of Barden Argenthoz.”
“Why?”
“Ask him if he wants to do a Magic Tower party.”
When I spoke seriously, Liana shook her head firmly.
“No. He is overwhelmed just leading this family.”
“Ugh!”
"I've also been contacted by the representative of the Citelia Estate. When will you be visiting the estate you've been granted, Count Citelia?"
“Ugh. I’ll, I’ll leave that to Liana for now.”
As I sobbed, Liana continued speaking, drawing lines on the documents she was holding as if she had no other choice.
"And I've been getting so many inquiries about the electric typewriter artifact that Tower Master uses... You'd better patent it quickly and sell it. I'm afraid even the electric typewriter artifact I use is being taken away."
Liana gritted her teeth more than usual.
“Who is trying to steal it like that?”
“All the zombie-like humans who are tired of paperwork.”
“Oh, I see. Haa, I’m so out of it. Sigh.”
“So, why did you decide to get married so quickly?”
"I know..."
I laughed out loud and held my head in my hands.
Rudnine, whom I thought had been persuaded by me before, started to persuade me instead.
―Statistically, couples who meet in noble families usually get married within six months.
Not only did we get engaged, but he also set a wedding date. Because my family was so supportive of the marriage, I ended up giving in.
On the day that marked exactly one year since I first met him, the wedding date was set.
When I came to my senses, I was swept up in a whirlwind of work as a bride-to-be and a Tower Master.
“It’s because of the Duke, but it was thanks to him that we suppressed the nobles who were against black magic, so I have nothing to say.”
“They said it was a foreign language?”
As I smiled brightly, Liana sighed.
"You two look great together. Get ready for work. I'll contact Citelia and come back."
As Liana left, Pembe, who was next to me, laughed and said.
"I told you the Duke was no ordinary man."
"Hmm. I think it would be easier for us if we got married quickly."
Velvet wagged her tail.
"Congratulations again on your wedding."
“Yeah, thanks.”
I smiled shyly and nodded at Pembe's congratulations.
Of course, I am naturally happy.
I'm getting married to someone I love.
I hurried downstairs again today because Rudnine was waiting in the lobby to take me to the top.
“Rudd.”
“Hello, Yvonne. You look beautiful today.”
My blind date, no, my fiancé, who smiled brighter than the midwinter snow outside, extended his hand affectionately.
And whispered.
“I love you today, too.”
“I love you too.”
Perhaps I'll love you more tomorrow. I held his hand and smiled.
The Villainess's blind date is too perfect
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