Ch.139Chapter 139 – The Groom’s Identity (2)

“So… that’s what it was…”

“R-Rachel?”

“I… think I’ll head home now…”

As Rachel Watson, who had been staring blankly for a while, gets up with a gloomy expression and heads toward the exit, Neville, who had been smiling cheerfully in front of her, begins to look flustered.

“Why, why are you leaving?”

“It’s been fun… Even though we’re parting ways here, I’ll cherish the memories we’ve made forever…”

But Watson continues walking with lifeless eyes, ignoring him.

“Wait wait wait.”

“…Ow.”

Adler, who had never experienced a woman leaving him first—he was usually the one to leave—was at a loss.

“Why are you acting like this?”

“Are you… really asking?”

When he, disguised as Neville, grabs Watson while breaking into a cold sweat, she finally looks at him with vacant eyes and begins to mumble.

“I’m respecting your relationship with each other…”

“What?”

“Think about it. Two men in a remote villa, in the same room, drenched in sweat, one of them covered in hand marks and panting…”

“Oh.”

“And when you spotted me, you hurriedly stuffed your underwear back inside… what else could that situation be?”

Hearing this, both disguised individuals begin to show embarrassment on their faces.

“You were wearing my underwear…?”

“…The disguise has to be perfect. You never know, right? They might check your underwear if you get arrested.”

“What are you…”

As Adler glares at the thief who was disguised as him according to their contract and whispers, the woman beside him answers in a shy voice.

“Sorry… I just wanted to try them on once…”

*Thump, thump…*

The hand marks all over Lupin’s body were due to her persistent demands over the past few days, and the reason she was blushing, sweating, and panting was because she had discovered a new fetish while wearing Adler’s clothes in the cramped closet.

“…Hnngh.”

“…This is ridiculous.”

Of course, they couldn’t explain these absurd reasons to Watson.

‘How am I supposed to explain this….’

For Adler, who had orchestrated this whole situation to create an alibi to prevent any future suspicion, this was nothing short of a disaster.

“Um, Neville.”

“Yes?”

“If that’s not it, then maybe…”

As Adler sighs with a troubled expression, Watson suddenly begins to question him in a cold voice.

“…Were you forced?”

“Pardon?”

“Adler forced himself on you, right? You resisted and that’s why you left marks all over his body…”

While this assumption might have allowed them to navigate the current situation somewhat smoothly, Adler simply couldn’t nod in agreement.

“…No, that’s not it.”

He could be a scoundrel who mistreated women, a male prostitute in London, or even a demon.

But he would rather die than be someone with a sexual preference for the same gender.

“It’s not like that…”

“Then, you two really agreed to…”

“That’s even less true…”

Just as the situation was about to descend into complete chaos.

“…Calm down, Miss Watson.”

Lupin, who had been quietly observing the situation until then, began to act, perfectly mimicking Adler’s usual demeanor with a gentle smile.

“We were simply fighting with our pride at stake.”

“You… fought?”

“Right, Mr. Neville?”

At her new suggestion, Adler nodded, though with a dubious expression.

“Yes, that’s… right.”

“…You and Neville?”

Watson finally stops walking and begins to look at them with suspicious eyes.

“But Neville is too frail to fight.”

“……”

“And you’re saying someone like him completely thrashed you, a vampire, like this?”

“Yes, that’s what happened.”

Despite her sharp question, Lupin answers with a composed expression.

“That doesn’t make sense…”

“The power of love is always great, isn’t it?”

“…What?”

Hearing this, Watson tilts her head with a puzzled expression.

“I was actually trying to kidnap you.”

“What?”

Lupin’s shocking statement pierces Watson’s ears.

“What other reason would Neville have to fight me so desperately?”

“B-but…?”

After looking confused for a moment, Watson begins to ask while glancing at Lupin, who is disguised as Adler.

“Why would you suddenly…?”

“Honestly, I was a bit interested in you.”

“…But back then, you said we should just be good friends?”

“Isn’t that one of the common lies men tell women they’re interested in?”

Then, Lupin steps closer to her with a sleazy expression.

“Well, I don’t like you as much as Sharlotte or Jane. To be honest, not to that extent.”

“……..”

“But men don’t only feel attraction toward people they like, you know?”

At this trashy remark, Watson takes a step back with an uncomfortable expression, and Lupin quickens his pace to follow her.

“Ah.”

*Swish…!*

Lupin, who now seems to be enjoying this, forcefully grabs her wrist.

“Won’t you spend just one night with me?”

“W-what are you doing…”

“Wouldn’t I be better than that weakling coward?”

Eventually, she whispers this while tightening her grip on Watson’s hand.

“Early twenties, a young elite doctor, with a bold and brave personality. Honestly, as a man, it’s impossible not to like someone like you.”

“Ugh…”

“And I’m also curious about what expression Sharlotte would make when I’ve had you…”

“Stop… it…”

Thanks to this, tears begin to form in Watson’s eyes as she’s pushed against the wall.

“Stay still. It’ll be over soon…”

*Slap…!!!*

“…Ouch.”

Adler’s head, which was leaning toward Watson, suddenly turns.

“Stop it.”

It was the real Adler, disguised as Neville, who stepped forward with a resigned look after much deliberation.

“…Rachel is my woman.”

“…Pfft.”

Seeing this, Lupin almost fails to hold back her laughter for the first time during the act and quickly lowers her head.

“So, you’re going to… challenge me like this…?”

“Darling…?”

“”……..””

But after exercising superhuman patience and immersing herself back into the act, she staggers backward, and a deep silence begins to fill the living room.

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*Slap, slap, slap…*

“…Urgh.”

Lupin, who is being held by the collar and repeatedly slapped by Adler, begins to mutter in a subdued voice.

“…Because of our contract, I have no choice but to back down here.”

“Hey, are you crazy?”

Adler urgently whispers in her ear.

“Acting on your own without any agreement…”

“…Will you keep your promise?”

But Lupin, who has already escaped from his grasp, whispers in his ear with a gentle smile.

“I’ll modify the fine print for you.”

“…Huh?”

The next moment, she begins to head outside the mansion, humming a tune.

“Hey, my clothes…”

Adler, who was reaching out with a wistful look at his clothes that she was wearing, quietly stops.

“………”

This was because Rachel Watson behind him was hugging him with tearful eyes.

“Neville…”

“Uh, well. So…”

“I love you.”

Adler immediately begins to look troubled, but Watson’s arms around him show no signs of letting go.

“I love you, I love you, I love you…”

“………”

“No matter what happens from now on, I’ll only love you…”

In that situation, Rachel Watson, whispering in the voice of a girl completely in love, buries her head on her fiancé’s shoulder.

“…Hm?”

Her hand accidentally grabs a piece of paper in Adler’s possession.

“Neville, what’s this…?”

*Rustle…*

“…Ah?”

Watson, looking puzzled, unconsciously lifts it up.

“……..”

Her eyes soon become vacant.

“Darling…?”

This was because her fiancé’s signature was on the marriage registration form she had given him a few days ago.

“…Hehe.”

As Watson realizes this and blankly shifts her gaze downward, her fiancé gives her an awkward smile.

“You said we should get married?”

“Ah…..”

“So I signed it…”

As he mutters in a shy voice and lowers his eyes, that’s when it happened.

[You have cleared Chapter 1: London’s Lady.]

[Now it’s time to start Chapter 2.]

The system message that usually appeared floated before Adler’s eyes.

“…Haup.”

“Mmph…”

But for some reason, Adler began to look at Watson with slightly frightened eyes as she inserted her tongue into his mouth while holding the marriage registration form.

[London’s Casanova: Getting Caught for Marriage Fraud by Rachel Watson]

This was because the content of the system message that appeared before him was quite shocking compared to the quests he had faced so far.

*Squelch…*

“Darling, I’m feeling a bit hot right now…”

‘…I just want to return like this.’

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“So these are the clothes Adler always wears…”

Meanwhile, at that time.

“…Haaaaah.”

Lupin, who had come out of the mansion and was burying her face in the clothes she was wearing while shivering.

*Squish… Squish…..*

“…….?”

As she begins to hear strange squelching sounds coming from somewhere nearby, she quietly looks around and then tilts her head.

“What is that…”

*Grooooowl…*

“Fire?”

This was because black smoke was faintly rising from the bushes near the mansion.

“Adlerrrrr…..”

“…….!?”

Along with a suspicious voice filled with darkness and heat.