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Chapter 20
After the harvest, the villagers usually gather together for a small celebration. Camian, who wasn’t partial towards alcohol, didn’t like drinking liquor and only drank a little bit on special days.
It was natural for several people to give drinks to Camian when it could be said that he’s the main character of the harvest season. At this, Camian took the drinks well on days like this without refusing. And, he was always the one who lost consciousness first.
Why was he drinking today? Questions sprang up. I thought I had to open the door, so I lit the lamp on the side table. Fwoosh. The wick caught fire and the flame’s orange glow warmed the room.
When I just put my feet down from the bed, Thump! I heard a small noise. Startled, I ran to the front door and pulled the handle. Then Camian, who had his forehead pressed against the door, lost his center of gravity and fell toward me.
“Hey, no. Wait…”
There was no way that I could catch such a burly man with this weak body. My head quickly judged the situation and gave my body a command. As I widened my stride to dodge to the side, Camian’s body turned forward.
BAM. The sound as he crashed to the floor resounded. Something as loud as this could have been heard all the way downstairs. Scratching the back of my head, I crouched down next to Camian. He had his forehead nailed to the floor, showing no sign of getting up.
Was he dead?
“Hey.”
As I pinched his forearm, Camian took a deep breath and turned over. His bangs were scattered, revealing his forehead. I put my hand on his straight forehead. It’s warm.
“It hurts.”
Camian fluttered his long lashes, closing his eyes once and then opened them. Because of the drunkenness, his eyes were bleary with moisture. But in my perspective, it looked like he was crying because of pain.
“You look so funny right now. You won’t remember this anyway.”
If I had a phone in my hand, I would have taken hundreds of photos. I clicked my tongue with regret.
Whenever Camian was drunk, he certainly showed many aspects of himself that he would have never normally shown. The weak part that had been hidden under his rough and blunt demeanor came to the surface with the help of some liquor.
Camian grabbed my hand and placed it over his cheek. He gently tilted his head and rubbed his face against the palm of my hand, just like a puppy.
What are you doing? Pfft. An unbearable laugh erupted.
I like Camian when he’s cute. He’s adorable, obedient, and it was funny to see his face get hurt whenever I made fun of him. Camian wouldn’t remember a single thing the next day, so I had a lot more courage teasing him like this. So I tried to force him to drink a few shots before, but failed every time.
“…Don’t apologize.”
I smiled at the sudden words and asked.
“What?”
“It’s okay that you… touched my c*ck.”
Everything Camian would say while he’s drunk contained his true feelings. I stroked Camian’s head with my other hand and nodded. This was something I had expected, since I’d already realized that the reason Camian was so cold to me today wasn’t because he was angry, but because the love he had for me had already disappeared.
“Yes.”
“I won’t do that anymore.”
Camian whispered as he buried his lips in the palm of my hand. His breath and low vibrations tickled my skin.
“What?”
“In front of you… I won’t be like that. ‘M sorry.”
I couldn’t understand why he was apologizing. Camian’s cool, outstretched thick eyebrows were slanted sadly.
Camian gently grabbed my hand. I bowed my face as he wanted. I brought my ear to the corner of his mouth, and the hot breath pierced into my ear. For a moment, goosebumps appeared on the back of my neck.
“I knew.”
“…….”
He spoke in a low voice, as if whispering a secret.
“That day, I knew you were behind the door.”
I immediately knew what ‘that day’ was. There’s no way I couldn’t know. The day Camian pleasured himself alone in my room. His red eyes lit up in the darkness. Thump thump. My heart was beating wildly. The distance between us was so close that the moment I thought my heartbeat could be heard by Camian, Camian again dragged my hand over his mouth and rubbed his lips.
“…You, that’s why you avoided me?”
Camian nodded.
“It’s not because you don’t like me?”
The straight expression became wrinkled. His teeth were sharp against my thumb, then soon nibbled down.
“I like you.”
“…….”
The drunken Camian did not hesitate to confess. He let out a shaky breath, fanning my burning face.
“Don’t say something like that. I like you a lot.”
“Okay, I get it so… Stop talking.”
The reason he kept his distance from me was none other than a sense of shame. What I thought he was feeling was entirely wrong. And when a person found out the truth very cunningly, the sadness and resentment that had been buried stuck out in my head. It’s my fault, why are you making me suffer?
“Th-then I’m sorry.”
If Camian had been honest with me, I would have apologized. Now, for nothing, I was grumpy and grunting.
“Yes. But next time, be careful.”
“…Uh, sorry.”
He speaks quite firmly with his hazy, wide eyes. I reflexively apologized again.
“It’s hard to see you naked in a dream. I think I will keep dreaming of you for a few days.”
“It must be hard…”
I swore I wouldn’t even look through his legs. Camian smiled as he curved the corners of his eyes beautifully. Then close his eyes and took a deep breath.
“Are you sleeping?”
Silence soon returned as the answer. I slowly pulled my hand out of his large hand and covered him with his blanket. As the sound of steady breathing descended into the room, drowsiness slowly appeared in my quivering eyes.
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“Hey, I’m fine. As a person goes through life, they can be caught masturbating. Ah, I think it’s the same with the demons.”
While on Camian’s back, I muttered the same words over and over again. I gazed with joy as his ears were red as if they were about to explode.
When I found out the truth, Camian still tried to keep his distance from me, but it felt quite different to me now.
Unsurprisingly, Camian was utterly embarrassed and couldn’t even face me properly and deliberately avoided me. And even if we talked for just a little while longer, his face would suddenly turn red.
What are you thinking in that head of yours? What else did you dream about? Pervert. But my face in the mirror was smiling like a more vicious pervert. It’s understandable that Camian avoids me with this sinister face.
Whether or not Camian was feeling shy, I followed closely behind him and said, “I heard the sound of water this morning. Did you wash your underwear? It’s okay, I understand.” I said those words over and over again. As these obscene mentions continued for several days, Camian slammed the bed and got up.
I ran to the room and sat next to the bed, bowing my head and chuckling.
“What did I say while I was drunk? Tell me.”
“Just… A story about your energetic junior…?”
“Hey, what are you saying?”
When I glanced pointedly at the place between his legs, Camian rushed to cover his lower body with a blanket.
Laughter erupted again at the sight of this bachelor who felt threatened.
“Because you’re like this, I want to keep teasing you.”
“Get out.”
“Fine. I’m going, I’m going.”
I could feel Camian’s gaze persistently following me on the back of my head. Holding the doorknob, I said, “Oh.” and turned back.
“I’ll be able to see your drunken self again.”
“……”
“The harvest season will be over soon.”
“I’m not drinking this time.”
Hearing his regretful tone, I asked, “Why?” When the phrase “I don’t like talking nonsense,” comes up, I was inclined to say that it’s okay because I’m a kind, benevolent friend.
“It’s the full moon of the party.”
“…Huh?”
The playfulness that soared at the unexpected words dispersed.
“You know what happens when I drink.”
Why must… Now… Why did I think of Camian’s manhood? The thick, blunt feel in my hand and the hard feeling between my legs came back to me as if it were yesterday. I clenched my empty hands and opened them.
“…Yes, yes.”
I tried to make fun of him, but on the contrary, I was also flustered myself.
There were still a few mischievous words left to make his ears red. My mouth didn’t even budge. My facial muscles stiffened so that I couldn’t even smile a playful smile.
“Do you have more to say?”
“No?”
His voice was exaggerated for nothing. It looks like I got numb feet.
Camian leaned forward and rested the side of his face on his arm, which was propped up on his lap, then he stared at me intently. Cold sweat ran down my back.
…It’s not a sin to imagine a man’s c*ck, right? So I didn’t do anything wrong. I can be brave.
Camian didn’t take his eyes off me and said in a low voice.
“Aren’t you going?”
“I’ve been meaning to leave now.”
As I turned around in a hurry, his voice stopped me in my tracks.
“Why is your face red?”
“…….”
I’m caught. I shut my eyes tightly in embarrassment. The tide has turned. The dominant force in the exchange has become Camian.
Unsurprisingly, I heard Camian get up and walk towards me. As he got closer, goosebumps started spreading over my skin. It wasn’t goosebumps out of fear. My toes got dizzy, and it felt like a strange electric current was flowing through my veins.
Tak. Camian’s muscular arm rested next to my face. Camian leaned on the door and lowered his head close to my face.
“I don’t understand.”
“…What.”
“The fact that you’re the one who’s teasing me all this time, but now you’re suddenly blushing and trying to run away.”
“I have a fever.”
“Really?”
“Yes!”
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed my cheek and touched my forehead. Although it was a contact that was made several times a day, my chest pounded twice faster. This was all because of that c*ck that looked like a bear sculpture.
“You really have a fever.”
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“Really?”
I removed Camian’s hand and touched my forehead, then touched her body all over the place. My body was definitely warmer than usual. The fever hadn’t gone down yet.
“You speak as if it’s the first time I’ve held you.”
A smile was mixed in Camian’s words. Oh, I’m screwed. When I raised my head, he tucked a lock of my hair behind one ear, a smile hanging on his lips.
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