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"Hmm, this is a bit too fast, isn't it?"
Seeing Esdeath's love-struck expression, Aoba really didn't know what to say.
With no other choice, after a moment's thought, he could only use the red-hot tip of the knife to make a small cut into Esdeath's skin.
"..."
"If it hurts, just shout it out."
"It doesn't hurt at all."
Esdeath still had a smile on her face.
When Aoba made the cut in her skin, she didn't even blink.
You don't feel anything?
Or... have you already gotten used to it?
Aoba harbored doubts.
Even though Esdeath didn't feel anything, his movements became much gentler.
After making a small incision.
Squeeze it gently with your hand.
A little black blood then flowed out from the wound.
The midday sun is shining brightly.
They turned over from the ice on the bluestone pit at the entrance.
The light just happened to shine on Aoba's forehead.
The woman could see the boy's extremely serious expression as she turned her head.
I don’t know when.
The sunlight seemed to melt the ice.
The bone-chilling cold had vanished without a trace.
Esdeath's eyes flickered slightly, as if she had considered a certain possibility.
A sound suddenly came out of his mouth.
"Hmm~!"
"What's wrong?! Does it hurt a lot?"
This soft hum immediately startled the earnest young man.
Aoba gazed deeply into Esdeath's icy blue eyes.
"A little bit..."
The woman stared straight at him, her lips seemingly about to bleed.
A few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Sorry, shall I be gentler?"
Seeing the woman's appearance, Aoba moved even more gently.
He placed his hands on her soft, boneless shoulders and squeezed gently, trying to squeeze out the last bit of black blood.
But before he could exert any force, he heard the woman groan in pain again.
"Does it really hurt?"
Aoba frowned, looking at Esdeath with a slightly suspicious gaze.
He didn't even blink when the knife was used to cut the wound, but this time he started yelling in pain before even applying any force?
Is this really not a lie? (2)
"It really hurts."
Esdeath's face suddenly turned pale, and her body even began to tremble slightly.
To Aoba, this scene didn't seem fake.
"Then I'll try another way... Please don't mind."
Aoba leaned against Esdeath's shoulder.
*Sizzle*
"Ugh..."
Esdeath seemed to be in pain, yet an indescribable warmth filled her heart.
She quickly opened her eyes and looked at Qingye, who was busy working on her.
A smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.
So this is what it feels like to be cared for?
But the next moment, Aoba's face suddenly contorted, as if he were in great pain.
The toxin of that dangerous species is only effective on wounds that have blood on them. Could it be that Aoba has a wound in his mouth?
Esdeath's heart skipped a beat, and she asked nervously:
"Are you okay?"
Aoba raised his furrowed brows, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and mumbled:
"It must be too bitter!"
He now finally understood why Senzaemon had said that God's Tongue was a curse!
Inhaling that poison was absolutely excruciating for him!
???
Esdeath's worries vanished, and she sneered, "It's just a little bitter."
It's a little bitter...that's all?!
Aoba frowned, stepped forward, and leaned close to Esdeath's red lips:
"Aren't you afraid? Come on, try it yourself..."
Chapter 60 The Empire's Great General Will Take You Back! Little Glass's Gift!
There was silence in the room.
Esdeath, her clothes half-undone, eyes closed and turned to the side, remained motionless, maintaining the appearance of a fallen female general, her heart broken by grief.
All that can be seen is the proud, full moon, enough to make any woman feel inferior, undulating slightly.
The perilous peaks and breathtaking scenery under the full moon can be appreciated with just a gentle touch.
She felt the boy's warm lips against her shoulder from time to time, and her hands were being held.
The unprecedented heart-pounding situation sent shivers down my spine.
It's like a small boat in a stormy sea; no matter how hard you try, you can't stay afloat.
I could only try my best to suppress my thoughts, lest the waves capsize the boat and swallow it up completely.
Esdeath should have felt disgusted by this behavior.
To her, contact between men and women was like mating between dangerous species—boring and disgusting.
But just when you're in contact with someone you like.
I don't know why.
Her battle-hardened heart wouldn't listen to her own will at all.
Knowing that breathing too heavily would give away the fact that he was acting, he still breathed heavier and heavier.
Knowing that flushed cheeks would make her look vulnerable, the burning sensation in her cheeks quickly spread to her heart.
It's hard to describe what's in my throat; it feels suffocating.
I wanted to hum a little.
But she gritted her teeth and endured it.
If she were to actually hum it in front of Aoba, the boy in front of her would definitely be able to tell that she was faking it.
The stinging pain in my shoulder gradually subsided, but the sensation became increasingly clear.
Esdeath felt a faint, tingling sensation in other parts of her body as well.
Normally, this feeling is just a pastime for her after exercising.
But when faced with green leaves, the itching sensation becomes increasingly intense.
She couldn't help but stare at the handsome young man as he drew closer and closer.
Until, one could clearly feel the boy's warm breath from the tip of his nose.
Aoba, engrossed in helping Esdeath absorb the drugs, carefully observed her injuries.
The wound, which was originally purplish, has mostly recovered its original color.
A few drops of blood seeped out, but it seems like everything is alright.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief; the bitterness in his mouth made even his super-sensitive tongue stiffen.
I was just about to get some anti-inflammatory medicine that the store always keeps on hand when I turned around and met a pair of beautiful, icy blue eyes.
"What do you want to do?!"
"miss you!"
Esdeath's wildly upturned lips seemed to betray her true feelings.
With his right hand, he forcefully pressed Qingye's hands down onto the table, his body, almost as tall as Qingye, pressing him down completely.
Her legs firmly locked around the boy's lower back.