Volume 7 - CH 15

I Will Avoid the Male Lead and Make a Harem

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It was fascinating to see him stiffen at such a joke, so I crossed my sleek legs slightly, as if to show them off.

“Didn’t you ask for permission to come in because you wanted to do something with me?”

“…… There seems to be a communication problem.”

That awkward moment when he tried to look elsewhere and brushed his brow.

“…… what is that?”

I noticed that the blood was seeping around Valhail’s thick left forearm.

“Did you get hurt?”

I got up quietly and approached him, frowning, and Valhail stepped back as I got closer.

‘What… are you running away?’

How dare you?

Nonetheless, there was a wall behind him.

“Stop right there.”

Valhail, on the other hand, did not listen to me.

I stood still, slightly taken aback by his outrageous behavior, and glared at him with the most terrifying eyes I could muster.

“Come here.”

“……” I stomped my feet, as if telling him to hurry up and come to me, but Valhail didn’t move.

“Hurry.”

I used the most terrifying voice I could muster, but the result was the same.

‘Are you really not coming?’

I was also angry at his defiance and worried about how much he was hurt because he was trying to hide his wound in such a way.

He backed away as I approached, and finally…… he was blocked by the wall.

Fortunately, he did not leave the bedroom or flee to the balcony.

If he made up his mind and left, I wouldn’t be able to catch up with him with my limited stamina.

I stood close to him on purpose, close enough for my toe to touch his.

Valhail tilted his head back as I tried to make eye contact with him, as if he couldn’t take it.

‘What the heck?’

I suddenly remembered Tori. This was how he used to behave whenever he did something wrong. He used to always avoid looking into my eyes.

Despite their differences in size, such as the sky and the earth, how come they behave the same way!?

“I do quite like your body. You are aware of this, aren’t you?”

“……”

He didn’t seem to want to respond to my words.

His long, thick, and thus graceful, bulge in the middle of his neck moved up and down slowly.

“What were you doing…… No, how the hell did you get hurt?”

Were his arms ripped?

Rather than being annoyed, I was concerned about his health.

Given how obstinately he kept his mouth shut, his condition appeared to be more serious than usual.

Was he hurt while battling the Marquis of Whiterot? Or was he harmed by the late head priest’s sword?

To begin with, only a few people could harm a man like Valhail.

‘If he had been hurt back then, his arm would not have been bleeding like that.’

Didn’t he have the ability to heal himself?

The ability forcibly persists in him, who already gave up his life during the martial art competition.

The ability that made him survive.

“I need to check.”

I eventually removed his shirt.

Undressing a strong man proved more difficult than I had anticipated.

Valhail remained motionless as I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it up to his forearms.

I was taken aback when the wounded part was revealed while Valhail was groaning.

‘No, this……’