Chapter 138 : Chapter 138
Volume 2
Chapter 62 : Senior, Save Me!
“Huh? Make her cry?”
Muen looked at the senior in front of him with a bewildered expression.
“Why?”
“Well… let us just say it is for a personal reason of mine.”
Anna said this while winding a strand of hair around her finger.
“You are sure this is not just because you want to mess with me?”
Muen could not help revealing a cold smile that said I have already seen through everything.
“I get it now. This is just some new prank of yours, isn’t it? I am not falling for it.”
“Oh? So junior is unwilling?”
“Of course I am unwilling. No matter what, making some young girl cry for no reason is the sort of thing that gets you struck by lightning, all right?”
“So making your senior cry would be fine?”
Anna touched the corner of her eye, looking on the verge of tears.
“You clearly said before that you would do anything to repay me, and yet now you are unwilling to help even with such a small favor. So as expected, a playboy like you cannot be trusted at all? Wuwuwu, senior, is heartbroken.”
“…”
Muen fell silent for a moment, then sighed.
“I can help, but at least tell me why. You do not seem like the type who would deliberately bully a younger girl.”
“The reason?”
Anna put away her pitiful expression, rested her cheek against one hand, and let her gaze drift somewhere far away.
At that moment, Muen once again seemed to glimpse that loneliness about her, as though she did not belong to this world at all.
“Just think of it as my own selfish desire, junior.”
…
…
“Here, Muen, try our house specialty, the cream stew.”
“Oh, okay.”
“Here, Muen, try our house specialty, the baked escargot.”
“Mm-hm.”
“Here, Muen, try our house specialty, the sirloin steak.”
“Ah, sure.”
Inside the exquisitely decorated little restaurant, a famous composer’s piece was playing.
The lingering melody, together with the singer’s beautiful high notes, flowed from the sound-recording stone like a gently murmuring stream.
The doors and windows were shut tight. In the dim space, several red candles burned atop the pure white tablecloth, their flames flickering and tinting everyone’s cheeks red, just like the crystal-clear wine.
Even the most etiquette-obsessed noble lady would have sighed in admiration at this moment and said that this truly was a perfect candlelit dinner, best paired with the purest feelings of a young man and woman, so that the romance of the atmosphere could bring a date to its finest climax.
At a time like this, if the boy then took out a ring set with an enormous diamond and followed it with a sincere confession of love, he would surely move the girl to tears and make her resolve that, even if he were a dog, she would marry no one but him.
But that was only if…
The people on the date…
We're not three damn people!
Three!
It was a magical word that would never have anything to do with romance.
The only things that went with three were wardrobes, under the bed, White Album, NTR, “I was here first,” and Fight the Landlord!
The moment a date became connected to the number three, it already felt like a woodcutting knife could not be far behind!
So—
Senior, save me!
Muen dodged while Sherry kept deliberately leaning close and feeding him one bite after another, all the while shooting pleading glances toward the senior who had caused all this in the first place.
But not only did Senior Anna have no intention of saving him, she even quietly clenched her little fist at him.
Do your best! That was probably what she meant.
I'll do my best!
Ever since Sherry learned that he and Senior Anna were on a date, she had become like a completely different person.
Her aggressive advance carried the momentum to melt even a man of steel into a lovestruck, pink-hearted boy.
This was completely inconsistent with your character design, all right?
Have some respect for your black-rimmed glasses and your braids!
Do you not know transformations are prohibited here?
At any rate, Muen felt like he was reaching his limit.
He subtly shifted his body.
Only now that Sherry was sitting so close did he realize that beneath her loose uniform, she actually had a figure every bit as good as Anna’s.
But that only made him sit even more stiffly and uneasily, especially with Senior watching the spectacle with obvious amusement.
“Um… Sherry.”
Muen blocked yet another attempt at feeding him and could not help forcing out a bitter smile.
“I am not a child anymore. I can eat by myself.”
“This is a token of my feelings!” Sherry refused to give up.
“I have already felt your feelings!”
“Really?”
Only then did Sherry finally give up her attack and tilt her head as she asked,
“Then is it good?”
“It is good, very good!”
Muen nodded vigorously.
Although he had been so tense that he had not tasted anything at all, at this moment, even if the food had truly been dark cuisine, he still had to praise it with a smile on his face.
“If Muen likes it, that makes me so happy.”
Sherry looked delighted, as though that alone was the happiest thing in the world for her.
Looking at Sherry’s shy face, Muen paused for a moment.
But very quickly, he suppressed that tiny trace of guilt in his heart and, smiling, pushed the plate he had tampered with toward Sherry.
“You have been busy for so long. Sherry, you should eat too.”
“I…”
Sherry’s cute eyes behind her black-rimmed glasses shifted slightly, and beneath the candlelight, her already shy cheeks turned so red they looked as though water could be squeezed from them.
“I want Muen… to feed me with your own hands.”
“…”
The corner of Muen’s mouth twitched, but now that things had come to this, he could only lift a silver spoon with trembling fingers and, under Sherry’s expectant gaze, bring the fragrant food to her lips.
Sherry swallowed it in one bite, her whole face full of bliss.
“It is so delicious. As expected, food fed to me by Muen himself tastes the best.”
“I-Is that so?”
Muen responded while nearly staring his eyes out of their sockets.
What the hell?
He had stuffed that food full of mustard!
Was this girl really that fierce?
While he was still thinking that, Sherry had already opened her soft pink lips again, like a baby waiting to be fed.
I want more!
“…”
Senior!
Save me!
Muen once again sent out a distress signal toward Anna.
But Senior Anna was fully occupied with battling her steak and had no time at all to pay attention to this side.
Only that little fist quietly rose again and clenched once more.
Do your best!
Seeing how completely unconcerned she was—how she even seemed to want to fan the flames further—Muen suddenly felt as though something in his heart had been stabbed hard.
—Senior, if you are this magnanimous, I really am going to feel hurt.
Realizing that he was already completely isolated and without help, Muen took a deep breath.
Do not panic.
Muen, do not panic.
Think on the bright side.
At least if Senior did not care about this sort of thing, then the legendary bloodbath could still be avoided, right?
Which meant that as long as he completed the task Senior had assigned him, and dealt properly with Sherry, then everything could still land smoothly!
That was right. A bright future was waiting for him!
It was only Fate, after all. Watch me shatter it with my own hands—
The sound of the wind chime rang out.
At that moment, Muen seemed to truly see an endless light flooding into his vision.
But that was not his future.
It was simply because someone had opened the restaurant’s tightly shut door.
“Hello, is anyone here?”
A figure dressed in a maid outfit stood against the backlight, looking into the restaurant.
Perhaps because her eyes had not yet adjusted to the dim light inside, they were narrowed slightly.
At that moment—
At the very instant he saw that face clearly—
The alarm bells in Muen’s mind exploded with a buzzing roar.
He had experienced countless deaths, and yet never once had the warning bells blared as fiercely as they did now.
A horrifying chill pierced straight into his soul like countless needles.
After a brief instant of confusion, shock, and fear, his thoughts began racing madly.
The soul of a scumbag hidden deep within him was fully awakened.
Before those dignified eyes could see him, he abruptly lowered his head and, under the table, wrapped both arms around Anna’s fair thigh.
“Senior, this time you really have to save me!”