Deadline Is Raining in the Status Window - Chapter 222

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Seian Crowell boasted that he would treat me to the most expensive dish in this restaurant. Watching the dark-furred ferret prance about with newfound wealth warmed my heart.To truly savor delicious food, the view must be equally magnificent. I summoned the manager and demanded the table with the finest vista in the establishment.Unfortunately, that particular seat was reserved, so he suggested an alternative. I calmly introduced myself by name and added a warning that I could deploy magic whenever I wished.”A mad dog! A mad dog has appeared!”The elderly manager rang the bell frantically, announcing the arrival of a mad dog, and the staff evacuated the guests. Soon only Seian Crowell and I remained in the spacious restaurant.”I didn’t intend for things to go this far. My apologies.””Not at all. It is an honor to serve you.”I instructed the manager to bill Reina Letem for the restaurant’s rental and was shown to my seat. Seian Crowell, sitting across from me, glanced nervously at my expression, then shrugged and buried his face in the menu.”I said I’d just buy you a meal, didn’t I? I never asked you to rent out the entire restaurant!””I know. Reina will cover the cost.””What’s her crime?””First year, when I moved into the dormitory, she destroyed a perfectly good single room to create a double room and insisted we live together.””That gorilla messed up.”I could have enjoyed a single room comfortably, but instead I had to share with someone else—the despair was immense. Seian Crowell, sympathizing with my plight, enthusiastically cursed Reina Letem for her barbarism.As we ate the appetizers, I sipped only water, and Seian Crowell squinted at me with displeasure.”Hey, why don’t you drink something on a day like this?””Minors cannot consume alcohol.””Tch.”Seian Crowell, his expression turning coy, drank his aperitif. To the man who pouted that drinking alone wasn’t fun, I proposed a toast with unsweetened grape juice instead.”There’s a possibility I won’t even get drunk if I do drink.””How bold of you, when you’ve never even tried it before!””I’ve developed such a skill. And during my time as Mitchell Neftis, I drank and became a dog, so it’s not confidence—it’s caution.”When I brought up Mitchell Neftis, the man seemed reluctant to engage and quietly drank his wine. He’d gone on dates with Evan Laef, but apparently he’s still distant with Mitchell Neftis.”Don’t drink so hastily. You’ll get drunk quickly.””Who’s worried about whom? I’m an adult now, thank you very much. I know my limits.””Don’t embarrass yourself when you’ve barely become an adult.”Not even six months since turning twenty, yet such bravado. At my observation, Seian Crowell had nothing to retort and quietly drank his second glass. At this rate, he’ll get drunk on the aperitif alone.”You’re a senior now, aren’t you? How’s your thesis coming along?””Is that really all you have to talk about with me?!”Even when I show concern, he complains. Seian Crowell, apparently struck a nerve, flared up in anger and poured his third glass of wine generously. This fool is definitely going to get drunk.
To enjoy delicious food, the view should be nice too. I called over the manager and demanded that he give me the best table with a view in this place.
However, unfortunately that spot was already reserved, so they recommended another place instead, and I calmly revealed my name and Castle and added a warning that I could use magic anytime.
“That crazy dog! A crazy dog has appeared!”
An elderly manager rang a bell frantically, sounding an alarm that a mad dog had appeared, so the staff evacuated the guests, and only Seian Crowell and I remained in the spacious restaurant.
“I didn’t ask you to go this far. I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s an honor to serve you.”
I told the manager to collect the restaurant reservation fee from Reina Letem, and then I was shown to my seat. Seian, sitting at the table across from me, noticed my mood and shrugged before burying his face in the menu.
“Did I say I’d only buy rice? I never told you to rent out the entire restaurant?”
“I know. Reina Letem will pay for it.”
“What’s his crime?”
“The crime of the Dormitory Manager punching a hole through a perfectly fine single room to create a double room when I first entered the dormitory in my first year, saying he wanted to live with me.”
“That’s the gorilla’s fault.”
I was able to manage fine in a single room, but having to live with someone else is really depressing. Understanding this sentiment, Seian enthusiastically cursed, calling Reina barbaric.
As I sipped only water while we were having appetizers together, Seian Crowell opened his eyes slightly, as if something was bothering him.
“Hey, why don’t you take it easy on drinking today?”
“Minors cannot drink alcohol.”
Tsk.
Seian Crowell, with a sullen expression, drank his aperitif. To the man pouting and saying it’s no fun drinking alone, I suggested a toast with unsweetened grape juice.
“There’s a possibility I won’t get drunk even if I drink anyway.”
“What’s with the confidence when you’ve never even tried it before?”
“I developed such a skill. And since there was a time during Mitchell’s era when I drank and turned into a dog, it’s not exactly confidence.”
As soon as I brought up Mitchell, the man silently drank his beer, apparently unwilling to say anything. He’d gone on dates with Evan, but it seemed he was still keeping his distance from Mitchell.
Don’t drink so fast. You’ll get drunk quickly.
“Who’s worried about whom? I’m an adult, aren’t I? I know my limit when it comes to drinking.”
“Don’t act out of line just because you just became an adult.”
Not even half a year since turning twenty, yet such pretense. At my point, Seian quietly drank his second glass without a word to retort. At this rate, this guy’s going to get drunk before the meal even starts.
“You’re in your final year now, right? How’s your thesis preparation going?”
“Is there really nothing you want to talk to me about?!”
AC worrying about him was annoying too. Seian Crowell, apparently struck a nerve, suddenly got angry and poured his third glass of wine in one go. This guy was definitely going to get drunk.

“Hey, do you know what I said at that seminar? Senior! That logic has a flaw when applied to Sungkuk Kingdom!”
Just as I’d anticipated, Seian was completely drunk by the time the main course arrived. But why does this bastard keep seeking out seminars? Does he want to get caught by the Professor?
“Hey! Now that I think about it, that toad you created, the one you made—”
I watched the rare sight of Seian hiccupping as he drained even the sweet dessert liqueur, gripping the hotel key tightly to soothe my frustration. Tonight wasn’t meant to be. There was nothing I could do with a drunk partner.
“You’re drunk. Let’s head up.”
“Huh? Uh, yeah. I should go.”
Watching Seian wobble along muttering about needing a second round, I carefully observed until the moment he mistepped and nearly fell, then swiftly caught him and hoisted him onto my back. I wondered if he could at least walk properly, but that was wishful thinking.
I requested a hangover cure from room service, then entered the suite I’d booked with such high expectations and hurled Seian onto the bed.
I must have spent a solid thirty minutes debating whether to just go ahead with it.
Eventually I decided to simply let Seian sleep, and after biting that dark-furred weasel’s head in frustration, I stepped into the living room.
I needed cold water to cool my burning insides. I stood near the floor-to-ceiling window in my right mind, gazing at the night view while sipping refreshing ice water. Ah, so refreshing. The cold water hitting my burning core cleared my head wonderfully.
Anyway, it’s already been three years since I entered the Academy. Seian’s graduating this year, and since I have various things to investigate, we might not see each other for a while. Besides, I have to marry Gerth in July.
Thinking that tonight was the only opportunity, I was regretfully smacking my lips when the door suddenly burst open and someone approached with heavy footsteps.
The culprit could only be Seian, but I was slightly startled since I thought he’d be sleeping soundly by now.
“Yaaaa!”
Seian’s face flushed crimson as he let out a cry as usual. The man, trembling with such grievance and indignation that his fingers shook, pointed at me accusingly and vented his frustration.
“Why aren’t you doing anything!”
That was because you had become completely wasted.
I clumsily pointed out that he was drunk while I was perfectly sober, and Seian approached me with heavy steps, gripping my shoulders tightly.
“Hey, you, if a person pretended not to know this much, you should also pretend not to know.”
Pretend not to know? Confused, I asked for clarification, and Seian’s face flushed even deeper than before as he shouted. I thought he was already bright red, but apparently there were more layers of redness to reach. Seian’s capillaries were extensive and resilient.
“You, you booked this room! A person should have pretended not to notice!”
“Hmm, so you knew and followed anyway?”
“Y, yes!”
So I was supposed to pretend not to know about the suite I’d booked—did he actually have expectations? Of course I had high expectations too, but what fun is there in forcing yourself on someone who’s drunk? At my response, Seian slapped his own cheeks and declared confidently.
“I’m sober now! We’re good to go!”
Yet he said that while reeking of alcohol….
As I hesitated, Seian pushed me with what little strength he had and forced me onto the sofa. Since I could knock him over with a light touch, the force was far too weak to be called forceful, but since I didn’t resist, I did get pushed back.
So Seian did have enough strength to push something like a wheeled hundred-kilogram object.
“You stay still. Really, just stay still.”
Seian climbed on top of me and confidently removed his outer shirt, then squeezed his eyes shut. The man who thrust his face forward with eyes closed—apparently trying to accomplish something—cracked one eye open slightly when he couldn’t reach his intended target no matter how far he extended his face.
He looked embarrassed, having missed my lips by quite a bit.
“Wait, let me try again.”
“There’s no need.”
I grabbed Seian’s jaw and roughly turned his face to kiss him properly. As I blocked his mouth mid-breath, he whimpered and groaned, tapping my back frantically as if starved for oxygen, his complexion growing pale. When I traced his lips and forced them open, his pent-up breath spilled out.
“Hey, I, I’m dying, gasp.”
I wrapped my arms around his waist and deepened the kiss further, and Seian trembled violently. Though he’d climbed on top, his strength gave out completely and he sank down, his buttocks settling against my knees. When I slid my hand beneath his disheveled shirt, Seian tensed sharply.
“Hic!”
As I moved my hand along his ribs in a teasing caress, the man bit down as if trying to stop me. His breath grew heated, and the slight bite only stimulated me further, leaving me uncertain what he wanted.
“C, cold, your hand, ugh.”
Perhaps I wasn’t the cold one—maybe you were simply burning too hot. Seian flinched at every touch, which I found honestly rather entertaining. When my hand drifted from his lean chest and waist to his backside, he tried to push me away, but the moment I nibbled his ear and teased the sensitive inner curve, his honest response came tumbling out.
“Mm, yes.”
Seian clung to me tightly, whimpering softly as his neck flushed crimson. The bulging veins there looked far too tempting, and my fangs tingled with hunger. I bit down hard, and Seian trembled violently, his voice trembling with fear.
“It hurts, please… stop…!”
At Seian’s refusal, I snapped back to reality. Memories surfaced—old ones. Back then it had simply been Mitchell, but regardless, it was a memory from my past, and I retained it vividly.
Seian is refusing. If I continue, isn’t that wrong? Does he truly despise me that much?
Tears were streaming down the man’s face. I felt as though ice water had been poured over my head. This won’t do. If I keep going, Seian will hate me again.
“…Evan?”
Seian looked up at me with glistening eyes and flushed cheeks, his expression so forlorn that I knew disaster would follow if I kept watching. I squeezed my eyes shut, scooped him up abruptly, carried him into the bedroom, and tossed him onto the bed. Then I wrapped him thoroughly in the blankets.
“Hey, hey! Evan Laef!”
I covered my ears and fled. Despite blocking them, I could swear I heard Seian cursing at me. Actually, I’m pretty sure he really did curse at me.
I bolted straight out of the suite and found the emergency exit. The green evacuation sign flickered brilliantly, as though it had been prepared specifically for my escape.
I rushed down the emergency stairwell and leaped out into the night. I didn’t even think to use my ice magic. Right now, I desperately needed time to cool my head.
After running a full circuit around the neighborhood, I arrived at the Letem Mansion late at night and pounded on the gate. I got swatted by Nanny Grandmother’s broom for my trouble, then was escorted to Reina Letem’s room, where she—having come home for the weekend and preparing for bed—greeted me in her pajamas.
“You lunatic, why aren’t you asleep at this hour? What’s all this nonsense?”

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