60.
âLetâs go back.â
Richt and Van left the top, receiving greetings from the staff. Jin followed behind the two walking down the street. But I couldnât afford to worry about that now. Her heart sank at the sight of Ban, who still had a sullen expression.
The spirits were quiet, perhaps sensing that the atmosphere was unusual. As I was stuttering for words, something came to mind.
âWhat about the store?â
Half of the questions were answered.
âAll the bread was sold out, so I locked the door and left.â
It seems like a big hand has come from somewhere. Otherwise, thereâs no way it would have sold so quickly.
âokay.â
While we were talking quietly, we arrived in front of the house. I met a lot of people on the way, but was it because of the atmosphere between the two of them? There were few people who spoke. As we arrived at the house a little further out of town, the silence became even heavier.
âNow you go back.â
I decided to separate Jin first. Jin moved her lips as if she wanted to say something, but no words came out. He bowed his head and disappeared. He then spoke to the spirits.
âPlease stay outside for a moment.â
[why?]
âI have something to say to my class.â
[Canât we listen?]
âokay.â
The spirits became sullen, but followed Richtâs words.
Now I felt like I could talk with my class alone. Richt entered through the half-opened door and took a deep breath. It was time for him to fix his classâs personality of asking for punishment every time. Thinking that, she turned around and saw Van taking off her clothes. Her half-naked body sat on her knees on the floor.
âPlease punish me.â
That damn bee, bee! I donât know why I keep asking for things that arenât even good.
âWhy do you want to be punished so much?â
Richt asked outright. Then Ban answered without hesitation.
âBecause itâs the only thing I can get.â
I was at a loss for words. Why on earth was that the only thing you could get? He was talented enough to become the leader of the Leviathan. He had no shortcomings except that he was a slave. He once again felt like cursing the former duke and Richt of the past.
Isnât it because they donât give you proper compensation that you have this twisted way of thinking? Richt gritted his teeth.
âno.â
He walked closer to Ban and cupped his cheek with both hands. Their gazes shake as if they are anxious.
âPunishment is not a good thing.â
Ban lowered his eyes at Richtâs words. He probably didnât know either. Still, the fact that he was craving punishment gave him a dizzying pain.
âIâll give you something better.â
So I moved to get rid of the pain.
âYou mean something better?â
âokay. âI will give you a reward.â
âaward.â
Ban looked up at Richt with a strange expression.
âWhat is the prize?â
âIâll give you something you want.â
Red eyes began to sparkle.
âIs anything going to happen?â
âokay.â
Even though the answer was positive, Ban hesitated for a moment. Richt quietly waited for that hesitation. How long has it been like that? Banâs mouth opened again.
âI want to kiss you.â
After thinking so much, I wondered if it was a kiss. Thereâs something Iâve vaguely guessed about until now, but didnât ask about.
âBan, do you like me?â
So, when did that liking begin? If it had been from the previous Lihit, I felt like my stomach would be twisted. So I canât ask.
âgood.â
Letâs give the prize first. Richt lowered his head and kissed Van on the lips. As soon as my soft, warm skin touches me, complicated thoughts disappear. Vanâs expression, which was calm at first, slowly began to change. That longing expression fills my heart.
I licked Banâs lips with my tongue and dug into the gap. I coveted and coveted the inside of Banâs mouth, which had quietly opened his mouth. Then, at some point, he realized that his posture was reversed.
âMr. Licht.â
My ears tickled as I heard the name being whispered. Halfway she laid Licht down on top of the clothes she had taken off. If you go a little further, there is a bedroom.
âWell, what do you think?â
I like it like this, but letâs hold on for a moment. This time, Ban tapped his lips first. I open her mouth and my tongue comes in. He learned quickly and soon surpassed his teacher. Searching, rubbing, and devouring his insides.
The color of his red eyes seemed to have become darker. Richt lifted his hand and rubbed Vanâs ear, which was now stained red.
âIs the punishment still better this way?â
ââ¦Â â¦Â âI donât think so.â
âyes?â
Richt burst out laughing. Ban, who was looking at him as if fascinated, opened his mouth again.
âWhat should I do if I want to receive more awards?â
It seems like I showed him a new world.
âYou have to do good deeds.â
âItâs a good thing.â
âYes, good deed.â
I found it cute to see him thinking seriously, and while watching him, I realized one thing.
âItâs standing.â
Just a kiss gave strength to Banâs lower body. Last time I saw it, its size was scary. It was surprising how they kept it hidden.
Suddenly, curiosity arose.
Richt quietly raised his knees. Then his knee touched that hard spot. Ban, who was lost in thought, looked at him with a surprised expression.
âwhy?â
When I asked in a flirtatious manner, Ban shook his head as if it was nothing. She then lifted herself up, put her hands under Richtâs armpits and lifted him up. He made her sit on the sofa nearby and straightened her clothes.
I wanted to touch on it a little more. I guess I should stop here. The spirits clinging to the windows were annoying.
âYou can come in.â
As soon as permission was given, the spirits came rolling inside.@@novelbin@@
[Is the story over?]
[Can I come in now?]
[Youâre already in, idiot!]
After chatting a lot, he started to settle down on the sofa. One sat on the backrest and the other two sat on the cushions, tilted their heads slightly and looked at Richt.
I feel burdened by the constant gaze.
âThen shall we prepare dinner?â
Richt naturally got up and escaped the spiritâs gaze. Then, as I entered the kitchen, Ban spoke.
âCan I prepare dinner for you?â
In the meantime, the two of us prepared dinner together. It was something the class could do alone, but it was fun to do together, so we joined in. But you want to do it alone?
âItâs because thereâs something I want to do.â
He continued speaking half as if making excuses.
âIf you want to do it, you should do it.â
Richt came back out of the kitchen.
[Rich!]
Then the spirits welcomed him. While wondering what to do while my class prepared dinner, I picked up a notebook. It is a summary of how to make bread, all written by Licht himself. As he was flipping through his notes and scribbling, his class called him.
âThe meal is ready.â
The dinner prepared by Van was excellent. It was served with properly grilled steak and vegetable fried rice made with rice, along with grilled vegetables and soup. Considering the time given, the quality was unbelievable.
Richt, who was tired from what had happened all day, ate more than usual. When he thought about the events of the day, his mind became confused. Aside from his own eccentric taste, the fact that his class found out about it was a belated blow.
âDid I eat a little too much?â
I was in pain because of my full stomach. But the meal didnât end there.
âWe also have dessert.â
Dessert was fruit topped with whipped cream. Fresh fruit and sweet whipped cream. Even though I was full, my tongue felt satisfied as the soft sweetness spread, perhaps due to the stress of the day. My body suddenly stretches out.
âHow was it?â
Ban asked Richt with an expression full of anticipation.
âit was tasty.â
I added this because I was wondering if the praise was too short.
âIt tastes great.â
Then Ban laughed.
âThen is this also a good thing?â
Is this a good thing? Richt nodded his head.
âItâs a good thing.â
âThen give me a reward.â
The class asked for a reward, not a punishment.
âgood. âWhat do you want?â
Richt asked slowly. As he lays down on the soft sofa with a full stomach, he feels drowsy. His tension had long since eased. What does Ban want as a reward this time? You kissed easily, but do you really want more than that? I canât imagine.
âI want to wash Richt.â
And then he smiles shyly. Why is that an award? If I wash it, isnât it only good for me? I had some doubts, but I just passed it over. And even more so, the heavy eyelids were interfering with other thoughts. If the class wants to do it, they should do it. I thought it might be too accepting, but I thought it would be okay.
I was trying to brush my teeth before giving Ban a wash, but it seemed like he wanted to start there. Quickly picking up her toothbrush, she pours the powder on it. It is still difficult to create a modern toothpaste-like formulation, so it is usually used by soaking it in water and dusting it with powder.
âPlease open your mouth.â
Richt opened his mouth without thinking. The toothbrush that came inside cleaned every nook and cranny of the teeth. It is no different from brushing your teeth normally. He thought so, but it got a little weird halfway through.
I washed my mouth thoroughly and spit out the foam along with the water. Then Ban looked into his mouth as if to check and then stuck his finger in.
Richt has a narrow mouth. Perhaps because of that, I felt my mouth fill up with just one finger. Like a knight, his callused fingers are thick and rough and have a strange feel. But the finger gently pressed his tongue.
Even if I wanted to say something, I couldnât say it because I was in this state. The roof of my mouth was itchy. Before I knew it, I was rubbing Banâs finger with my tongue. The class across from her had a serious expression, but when she glanced down, it was different.
âthis.â
It doesnât seem like it was an easy thing to think about.