Becoming Number One with Confession Attacks - Chapter 16

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#16

In the Madou matches, Aiden wore neat fighting attire and maintained perfect posture, looking every bit like a precious noble heir to anyone who saw him.

But now, it seemed like all the courtesy and consideration he had shown Sonnet, as well as every aspect of Aiden she had seen at school, was being stripped away.

Aiden beat his opponent mercilessly like a vulgar brawler. His eyes gleamed fiercely as if only violent instincts existed within them.

She had thought the Rosefield family had everything.

Seeing Aiden unable to control his primal instincts like this made her realize anew that he was human too.

Though it was unexpected since it contrasted greatly with how he appeared at school, Aiden ultimately fought like someone living the lower-class life of this place.

Strangely, Sonnet felt a thrill watching that sight.

She had unconsciously thought she could never keep up with Aiden, but in the end, at least in this moment, he was no different from her.

No, in this moment Sonnet felt like she was above him.

At least Sonnet didn’t lose herself in alcohol, gambling, or fighting.

Just as his opponent was nearly losing consciousness, a sharp bell rang.

The Bespectacled Man nearby stopped Aiden. Aiden shook off the man’s arm and stepped back.

At the same time, wild cheering erupted.

It was shouting celebrating Aiden’s victory, a vulgar roar that showed no consideration for others’ ears.

Though Sonnet’s ears stung, she only stared at Aiden.

Aiden swept back his sweat-dampened hair and drank the alcohol the Bespectacled Man handed him. Then he poured the remaining alcohol around his opponent and threw the bottle away.

His every small action created raw, fierce cheers.

People were ecstatic about Aiden.

Meanwhile, his opponent barely managed to get up and left the arena. The Bespectacled Man raised Aiden’s arm and said.

“Aiden wins!”

Cheers poured down toward Aiden. When the Bespectacled Man gestured, the Coachman entered the arena with a cart full of sacks.

It seemed Aiden would take all the money as the ultimate winner.

Aiden immediately threw that money to the people in the arena.

People became even more ecstatic. Aiden effortlessly threw bundles of money far into the distance.

People pushed, shouted, and violently reached out their hands to catch that money.

Sonnet was in a relatively less crowded spot, so she avoided being trapped among the crowd.

Aiden threw away all the money without keeping any. He left the arena without any regret, as if he had never wanted the money in the first place.

Sonnet hurriedly called out to Aiden.

“Aiden!”

There was no way Sonnet’s voice could be heard in that abyss of primal instincts – the sounds of people fighting over money, bottles breaking, and deadly shouting with no consideration for others.

Nevertheless, Sonnet shouted loudly.

“Aiden!”

Sonnet pushed through the person trying to pick up money in front of her and headed in the direction Aiden had disappeared.

She forcefully pushed through people and called his name again toward Aiden’s broad back.

“Aiden!”

Then a group of people blocked Sonnet’s way. Just as Sonnet was raising her head, Aiden turned around.

Sonnet waved her arm, but several people were blocking her view so Aiden couldn’t be seen.

Sonnet forcefully pushed through people and barely escaped from the crowd.

Unlike the madly screaming fighting pit, a spacious area came into view.

To put it nicely, it was a place where one could drink, but to put it differently, it was a place where one could indulge in pleasures.

She saw tables with only men, and women sitting on someone’s thighs drinking alcohol.

The situation at the next table wasn’t different. A woman dressed so her chest was almost visible was kissing one man while another man caressed her thighs.

There were also tables where people just drank alcohol continuously. Among them, a female waitress wearing clothes with a deeply cut neckline walked around.

A man sitting at a nearby table casually stroked that woman’s buttocks. The waitress smiled and winked at the man before bringing him alcohol.

Three years ago, she had come here to find Uncle or to pay money on his behalf, and this place hadn’t changed at all. Disgustingly so.

This pub was the most popular in the back alley, but it wasn’t a place nobles would visit. It was a place only visited by humans who followed their dirty instincts and loved gambling and alcohol.

The Aiden she had seen earlier did drink alcohol, but he seemed to have no attachment to prize money or money in general.

Money was what people here loved most, yet he showed the least obsession with it.

Though it might be because Aiden had plenty of money to begin with, seeing him fight only for the sake of fighting in such intense brawls without any particular purpose suggested he didn’t hesitate to mix with this environment.

The nobles Sonnet usually knew would never try to mix with such places.

They would treat people here like dirty beings, as if they might catch some contagious disease just by mixing with them.

As she scanned the surroundings, there was one person who particularly caught her eye. It was Aiden.

He stood out enough that her gaze fixed on him immediately without having to search deliberately.

Aiden was sitting at a table drinking alcohol straight from the bottle.

He looked strangely out of place compared to the people around him, seemingly due to the subtle barrier she felt from him and his unique atmosphere that made it impossible to approach him carelessly.

Perhaps the people around felt the same thing, as no one was near Aiden.

Then a female waitress sat down at Aiden’s table.

She smiled and said something to Aiden, and Aiden finished drinking his alcohol.

Aiden treated the female waitress without any harassment. The female waitress also finished their conversation and went to bring alcohol to other tables.

He looked so natural and free. Unlike how he had appeared in the Madou match.

Suddenly, someone tapped Sonnet’s shoulder.

When Sonnet turned around with displeasure, a man with glazed eyes grinned. Sonnet tried to tap his shoulder like he had done, but her wrist was grabbed.

At the same time, the man who grabbed Sonnet’s wrist pulled her sharply toward him.

Dragged by the man’s strong force, Sonnet was pulled along without any chance to react.

“Since you’ve come this far, it would be boring to just leave. Have a drink with me.”

He seemed drunk. The man dragged Sonnet without hesitation.

Sonnet pulled her arm toward her body while stomping hard on his feet.

It must have hurt quite a bit as the man glared at Sonnet with wide eyes.

Just as Sonnet was about to put all her strength into pushing away his body at his suddenly changed dirty gaze, the man was punched and collapsed instantly.

A faint mint scent wafted over. Sonnet looked to the side with a start to see Aiden lifting the man’s shirt and punching his face.

Thud, thud – violent sounds rang out. Aiden’s gaze was more murderous than before.

Sonnet felt like something terrible might happen, so she grabbed his arm and shouted.

“Stop it.”

Aiden’s arm, which had been moving swiftly with punches, stopped. Sonnet immediately stepped back.

It was too stimulating to be close in this cruel situation. It was also because Aiden’s arm that she had briefly touched was too firm.

Aiden took a bottle of alcohol that a waitress was carrying and drank from it. Though the waitress was flustered, she read his mood and stepped back.

Aiden looked down at the man trembling below. His gaze was intimidating and persistent, as if he might crush the man at any moment.

The man glanced at Aiden and tried to get up hurriedly, but Aiden pressed down firmly on his foot, preventing him from rising.

The man looked at Aiden in shock. His pupils trembled with fear.

“You need to apologize to Sonnet before you go.”

The man immediately bowed his head to Sonnet and said.

“S-sorry. I’m truly sorry.”

The man glanced nervously at Aiden. Aiden’s shoe didn’t move from the man’s foot.

“How can you guarantee you won’t do this again next time?”

“I, I will absolutely never make Miss Sonnet uncomfortable with such matters again. I will never do anything rude again in the future. I swear on my life!”

The man bowed his head almost tearfully. His shoulders, as well as his entire body, trembled.

Though Sonnet felt unpleasant, she felt he had at least gained fear for what he had done, so she looked at Aiden.

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