Chapter 227: (Self Edited) Enrique
After Carol’s merely ceremonial state funeral ended, I was drinking in my bedroom. It’s not that I wasn’t busy. Until this moment, it had been my routine to sleep like the dead after an excessive amount of work. But even after overworking, I couldn’t sleep. So, I started drinking to pass the time after work.
Eventually, I would finally get a light sleep in the middle of the night and wake up in the morning. For some reason, I didn’t feel sleepy during the day. However, spending sleepless nights alone was too painful, so I continued drinking late into the night when even the castle staff were asleep.
Whether my mind was going crazy, or it was something about my body, no matter how much I drank, I never felt good. My thoughts just became a bit duller, and the frequency of remorse decreased. That alone was enough reason to drink. To maintain just the right level of intoxication, as if adding water to a leaky vessel, I kept slowly pouring alcohol into my body. At the very least, as long as I was drinking, I didn’t feel bored or overwhelmed by sadness.
One evening, after sitting on a single-seater sofa and drinking for about three hours, the bedroom door creaked open. Narrowing my eyes to look, I saw a beautiful woman standing there. It was Enrique, dressed in somewhat provocative clothes.
“――How did you sneak in?” (Yuri)
“Does it really matter?” (Enrique)
I filled my glass to the brim with whiskey and downed it in one gulp. I felt a burning sensation in my throat, and a unique aroma pierced my nostrils. Dealing with this idiot was going to require more alcohol.
“You’re drinking a lot.” (Enrique)
“That’s right.” (Yuri)