Chapter 18 - Will I get imprisoned once again if we do something inadequate? (1) (1/2)

Translator: SKAIS Editor: SKAIS

“I’m here to ask something.”

As soon as he heard my voice, he tilted his head, and looked at me. His blue eyes speak a thousand words as it  stares at me. He looked troubled and wondered about my sudden arrival.

I am so lucky his rational side is awake today, I thought to myself. Thinking about getting some good responses from him makes me exhilarated.

“Yes, yes, what is it?”

“Don’t get red. I haven’t done anything yet.” He flinched at my sudden bluntness.

“Well,  what are we going to do then…”

“What were you doing a while ago? It was a complete mess. You’re making a big deal out of it.”

“Oh, oh, oh, no!”

What was he thinking? He was acting like I made a bad decision by making him walk outside. As if it wasn’t for me, he wouldn’t have experienced that kind of walk that is worse than an animal’s quadrupedalism. Moreover, I haven’t done anything to him but the way he responds to every move I do, people will think I’m bullying him.

I looked at him with absurd eyes and squatted down to level my face with him.

“Oh, C’mon. I know it’s hard…”

Actually, I ran as fast as I can in here which left me gasping in air. I was worried as to why he walked so fast and avoided me. I thought he had a problem or maybe he got sick because of the new experience.

I felt guilty and responsible for what had happened as I was the one who asked Lenag to let him take a walk outside, if that could really be considered a walk. Now I’m just glad nothing serious has happened. I’ve learned my lesson.

To be certain, I scanned Ricdorian meticulously from head to toe, never missing a single spot of his body. He looks fine. However, after examining him, I was welcomed by his face that became redder than before.

“Why the hell are you turning red? Was it because I am looking at you?”

Even if I am treated like a pervert, I still wanna know why. Was it because he’s not comfortable with my gaze? Am I even doing things right?

Then suddenly, he pursed his lips.

“Well. If you make eye contact… Uh, ah.”

“I’m listening.”

“No one ever looked at me in the eye…”

He hesitated. So I stared at him, whose face was now hidden in the shawl, but his eyes were peeking. But soon, he removed the cloth covering his eyes and looked at me, perhaps because I didn’t respond to what he just said.

“Amazing… Are you curious?”

Ricdorian moved his lips.

“Can I be curious?” He said that and quickly hid his face again, embarrassed.

The moment I saw his red lips glistening under the shawl I gave him, I quickly turned my eyes away from it.

Oops, that’s enough staring. Ricdorian had a smooth and pale complexion. His lips were as red as a freshly picked rose and so was his cheeks. I think I’ll feel strange if I keep looking at him.

Frankly speaking, when I read the novel, I liked the appearance of the adult Ricdorian, and did not care about his teenage look. But what I am seeing right now is something that is ethereal. His whole being takes my breath away…