episode_0102

The first impression I had upon waking up.

“Ugh… .”

My head is spinning,

It feels like someone is poking my head with something like a toothpick.

… it hurts so much.

He frowned deeply and made a sad face.

Since I don’t usually feel pain, I might react greatly to even this small pain.

and….

“Up-”

I feel so bitter,

It feels like a fireball has been placed in my chest and neck, burning my insides.

… I want to cry.

It’s like adding insult to injury that my memory is also ambiguous.

“ha… .”

I ran my hand over my face, recalling faint memories of the past.

All I remember is that the alcohol tasted good and the occasional conversation I had with the anonymous person.

I think we talked about something pretty important… .

I don’t remember that.

Hmm, maybe it’s because it’s been a long time since I’ve had a drink, but I think I made a small mistake in controlling myself… .

Well, it wasn’t an important story, but even if it was, it’s okay.

Of course, then wouldn’t Anmyeong bring up the subject again?

I nodded my head, staring blankly at the ceiling.

More than that… .

“I never knew I was this weak to alcohol.”

This is the most shocking thing.

It’s a memory so old that I’ve almost forgotten it now, but there was a time when I enjoyed drinking.

But what is this appearance?

I clearly didn’t even drink that many drinks, but I’m suffering from a hangover.

No matter how much I think I drank, it was only one bottle… .

He sighed deeply, rubbing his head, which was pounding with his own shame.

… From now on, I will never drink more than three glasses.

At that moment, as I was about to get up to vent my bitter feelings after making that resolution.

“Hmm… ?”

My body felt like it was blocked by something and I couldn’t move forward.

A question came to him, so he glanced down.

“… Anonymous?”

My gaze was drawn to the nameless arms wrapped around my stomach and waist.

… wasn’t it a pillow?

But more than that, why is this guy here?

Saeksaek- pinched the cheek of the nameless man who was sleeping while exhaling and continued to think.

If he were an ordinary unknown, he would have spread out his blanket on the floor and said useless things like, ‘How can I sleep in the same bed as you, Master?’

He tilted his head.

Did something change the mind of the anonymous person?

If not, he could have simply given in to the intoxication and laid down next to me.

Hmm, they say that when you’re drunk, you become more honest about your desires… .

A pleasant smile appeared on my face as I looked at the nameless person.

Even the usually spoiled disciple secretly wished to sleep with me!

So, wouldn’t you rather be by my side?

Hmm, right.

Anything else makes no sense.

It’s cute.

Sigh – A smile formed.

Perhaps the reason I refused to sleep with you all this time was because you were kind-hearted and wanted to make me comfortable.

As expected, he is my disciple.

He stroked the nameless head and buried himself in the nameless chest, leaving behind the bitterness of his hangover.

“Ugh… It’s paradise.”

Unlike me, a solid, nameless chest,

He rubbed his face there and closed his eyes again.

Originally, we should have finished preparing to leave now that the sun was high in the sky… .

It’ll be okay.

I’m not a busy person so that a little bit of delay in leaving time will affect my plans.

Even if I say I have to do it, it’s just talking about things I didn’t finish in Ellen.

“… Sleep well.”

Consciousness slowly subsided.

* * *

After a while,

When Cheonharang’s steady breathing sound lingered in the room.

The nameless slowly opened his eyes,

To watch the master who is trembling in his arms.

In fact, Moo-myeong had been awake since Cheon-ha-rang complained of a hangover.

However, my teacher looked cute, and I couldn’t figure out when to wake up, so I waited with bated breath… .

The nameless gulped at the unexpected opportunity.

A smile like that of a father appeared on the face of the nameless man who looked down at my product.

‘You are truly like an angel’

How can a sleeping figure be this beautiful?

Behind this truly reckless reaction,

The nameless hand slowly rose and began to hover at the corner of Cheonharang’s mouth.

A nameless hand trembles as if it were hesitating for a moment.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, Moo-myeong reached out and pulled out a strand of hair that had entered Cheon Ha-rang’s mouth.

“Ugh… .”

“… !”

Cheonharang started tossing and turning immediately after pulling out her hair.

‘Could it be that the Master woke up because of me?’

As the nameless expression began to rot with self-reproach, a faint smile appeared on Cheonharang’s lips.

I guess it was just one of those sleep slurs he used to say.

“After… .”

Mu-myeong let out a sigh of relief and soon smiled in satisfaction at having been of help to his teacher.

So I spend my time doing nothing but observing my teacher.

-Knock, knock, knock

I heard someone knocking on the door,

Before I could even think about who it could be, a voice was heard.

“Harang? Should I come in?”

The nameless smile that had bloomed just when he saw Cheonharang suddenly faded away.

Is it Elia…?

I remember that whenever the Master looked at that woman, his brows would always furrow subtly.

‘But it is not possible to arbitrarily kick out a guest who has come to the master. If you do kick them out, it would be better to do so politely.’

Myeong-i let out a deep sigh and waited for Elia to open the door.

-Squeak

Immediately after, the door opens.

“Harang, let me talk to you for a moment-”

Elia opened her mouth, looking haggard and with dark circles under her eyes, perhaps from hard work.

but.

It didn’t matter to the anonymous whether Elia was tired or worn out.

“Shhh.”

The anonymous man raised his index finger in front of his lips, covering the master in his arms.

“The teacher is still sleeping.”

Elia, who had been looking back and forth between Myeong and Cheonharang, nodded with a somewhat uneasy expression.

“Ah… Yes, then when you wake up, tell him I have something important to tell you.”

The story ended here, as Myeong maintained a blunt attitude throughout, except for Cheonharang.

“Yes.”

Immediately after the anonymous one showed his intention to confirm, Elia, who still nodded with a nervous expression, quietly turned around and left the room.

After Elia left, Myeong-un stroked my chin.

‘What should I do with this?’

Normally, since Elia said she had something urgent to do, it would have been right to wake up the Master… .

“Hmm… .”

A somewhat dark desire to rest comfortably in the arms of his teacher for a little longer is disturbing Myeong-eo’s head.

“…”

I watched Harang rubbing her head against my chest for a long time.

Anonymous made up his mind.

‘Let’s be greedy just for today, just for one day.’

I hug my teacher tightly, who has dug into my body without any boundaries.

“Ugh… .”

Cheonharang writhed in frustration, but Moo-myeong did not let up.

This is because I know that my master will not wake up from his sleep.

“Wet- ha… .”

An anonymous head digs into Cheonharang’s shoulder,

Normally, it is so thin that you can see its bones, but when you touch it, it is soft and hot because its body temperature is high.

In a word, it means that it feels just right for a hug.

Myeong-i smiled pleasantly and stroked his master’s hair, just as Cheon-ha-rang had done to him.

‘Until the Master coughs…’

The corners of the anonymous lips formed a pretty curve, as if in a good mood.

* * *

A reception room with a calm atmosphere,

Elia looked at me with a stern expression while everyone held their breath.

“… So why were you late?”

“I overslept!”

Hmm, why is this usually quiet kid so sensitive?

Elia shook her head roughly as if she had a headache.

I flinched at that and smiled brightly again.

Didn’t they originally say, ‘You can’t spit in a smiling face’?

“Ha… Really.”

Seeing me like that, Elia sighed deeply and opened her mouth.

“Someone suddenly- something came up and they couldn’t sleep… .”

“Um… .”

“I have a word for you, Master-”

“Oh, it’s okay, Anonymous.”

Pak- He stopped the nameless man who was leaning forward as if to question him with a frown.

If it were my usual self, I wouldn’t have done this, but Elia’s condition doesn’t look too good… .

For some reason, something stung, so I rolled my eyes and checked Elia’s reaction.

Elia glanced at me for a moment and then placed several sheets of paper with a long message written on them onto the desk.

“… Anyway, I’ve finished some of the research.”

“Oh.”

Of course, I can’t read, but… .

I took the paper with a feeling that it had to be that way and let out a small exclamation of admiration.

“Thank you.”

“… I know, that’s enough.”

Elia said that and picked up a cookie on the desk and ate it with a blank expression.

A cookie that looks like bright red jam spread on top of a well-baked cookie.

Even I, who usually doesn’t enjoy snacking, was captivated by his beautiful appearance. As I was blankly staring at him, Camilla, who was sitting at the head of the table, opened her mouth.

“Try it once, it’s loaded with sugar, it’ll be delicious?”

“I brought it on purpose because of my grandmother,” Camilla added shortly, smiling confidently.

Suddenly, I felt curious about it,

Camilla’s expression, which strangely seems to treat me like a child, makes me not want to eat.

“became.”

Whoosh- I turned my head away and expressed my refusal.

Camilla opened her mouth slightly, covering the corner of her mouth as if telling a secret.

“That thing on top is strawberry jam.”

“Hmm… Then just one.”

It’s not polite to refuse something you’ve prepared so carefully.

“Then… I’ll eat well.”

He nodded slightly, picked up the cookie, and brought it to his lips.

And at that moment.

“Uwuk-”

Because of the hangover, I felt nauseous and felt sick.

“Master?”

“… Grandma?”

“Ha… I knew it.”

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

Nameless, with constantly shaking pupils and cold sweat.

Likewise, Camilla and Elia shook their heads, sighing slightly in embarrassment.

“Congratulations… ?”

In this atmosphere, only Lucius clapped his hands and tilted his head slightly.

…is a hangover something to celebrate?

My expression was filled with doubt.