Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 137

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Chapter 137

“What the…!”

Startled by the unexpected situation, I quickly shut my mouth after unconsciously parting my lips.

Having already used the ring to converse with Jeon’s illusion, I was aware that my voice could wake the sleeping Jeon.

I froze for a moment with my lips pressed tightly together, then carefully moved my body.

Since I was currently in the form of an illusion in Jeon’s room, I couldn’t make contact with objects.

Naturally, even sitting on the bed wouldn’t alert Jeon to my presence.

However, sitting there blankly beside him while he lay defenseless felt rather creepy.

‘How does this thing work again?’

There was definitely a time limit for maintaining the illusion. And if I wanted to return first, I had to move the ring like this, right?

Just as I was about to grasp the ring to deactivate this magic immediately.

At that moment, I heard rustling sounds from the bed.

“Mmm…”

Jeon was mumbling and changing positions.

In doing so, the blanket he had been covered with slipped down, revealing almost his entire upper body.

The contours of his body were clearly visible along the dim shadows. Realizing this, my mind went blank for a moment.

‘Surely the Imperial Palace… provides sleepwear…’

Where did he put his clothes to end up like this… Wait, but. He’s more muscular than I thought?

It was true.

Jeon, who had appeared relatively slender compared to the large-framed Samuel, surprisingly had a lean, muscular body.

Unable to react, I just stared blankly when Jeon shifted again. The blanket slipped down to below his ribs.

‘Wait!’

Frozen while standing beside the bed, I frantically reached out my hand.

I wanted to pull the blanket back up, but naturally I couldn’t.

Having retreated without success, I tried to avert my gaze and empty my mind. However, it wasn’t easy to erase the scene I had already witnessed from my memory.

Why would he sleep like that when it’s not even hot!

‘But won’t he catch a cold like that?’

At the thought that unconsciously arose, I slowly surveyed the room to check if the heating was working properly.

‘The heating seems to be working fine.’

This room was an average guest room provided by the Imperial Palace. The kind that was neither too extravagant nor too shabby.

‘Still, for someone who’s supposedly a guest of the Magic Tower, they only gave him such an average room?’

What had started as a casual glance turned into a thorough examination of the room with my arms crossed.

‘Good heavens! There’s not even a balcony?’

All I could see through the curtains was just a window.

In such a cramped space without even a balcony, no wonder Jeon wanted to leave the Imperial Palace quickly!

I turned around after checking between the curtains with disapproving eyes.

The room didn’t even have drinking water. Usually, there would be alcohol available to drink before bed according to preference, but there was absolutely nothing.

‘Isn’t this too poor treatment?’

I was dumbfounded, having assumed they were treating him well since the Imperial Palace Mages had begged him to stay.

‘Maybe I should tell Prince Heinley to take better care of him… or should I just finish my work as quickly as possible?’

But I had to hold out until my sister brought the marriage certificate. I still hadn’t uncovered Roam’s corruption, and there was still the Lilia problem.

I should probably hint to Heinley after all…

That’s when it happened.

“…Lady Anelli?”

A hoarse voice came from behind me as I was lost in thought.

Startled, I froze while swallowing dryly, and after a moment, rustling sounds were followed by a much clearer voice calling me again.

“Uh, Lady Anelli…?”

Should I just run away?

For a moment, the urge to activate the ring surged like a chimney, but I forced myself to resist the impulse.

If I ran away without any explanation, I’d be confirmed as a pervert who snuck into someone’s bedroom in the middle of the night.

After taking a calm deep breath, I turned around to see Jeon half-sitting up.

His face, squinting as he looked at me, still showed traces of sleepiness.

“Is this a dream?”

From his muttering like he was talking to himself, it seemed he wasn’t fully awake yet.

‘There might still be a chance to escape.’

Just as Jeon’s illusion had appeared before, I too would look like smoke in my current illusory state.

So in the dim room while not fully awake, there was room for him to mistake this for a dream.

I kept my lips pressed shut, ready to turn the ring if necessary, when Jeon sat up completely.

At that moment, I saw the blanket covering his body slip down smoothly.

‘Oh!’

Without thinking, I quickly turned my head away from Jeon, and the rustling sounds stopped abruptly.

“I guess it really is a dream.”

His clear voice now sounded completely awake.

“If it were really Lady Anelli, you would have been much more shameless…”

Jeon’s voice was quiet, but the room was silent enough for me to hear it clearly.

I held back my desire to refute his words and turned my body further to face away from him.

‘Of course I’d be concerned…!’

It would be different if he were some man unrelated to me! But he’s someone I kissed, and we almost had even more contact than that!

If he had been wearing at least a thin shirt, I wouldn’t have been this startled.

With his upper body bare, how was I supposed to know what state his lower body was in!

‘Does he think I’m always as unfeeling as a stone?’

I stubbornly kept my back turned while suppressing my complaints, but no more words were heard.

The room was already dim and quiet, and with Jeon exposing his bare skin without saying anything, the atmosphere became strangely tense.

‘I should never carelessly touch the ring again.’

No, maybe it would be better to suggest changing the communication magic device altogether.

While making this firm resolution inwardly, I quietly placed my hand on the ring.

Then a low question came from behind me.

“Are you leaving?”

‘…’

“I was trying to dismiss this as a dream, but couldn’t you be a bit more generous with your time?”

…What dream. It seemed Jeon had already figured out this was reality.

Fighting the urge to hang my head in embarrassment, I cleared my voice and spoke calmly.

“I know you must be very surprised. You might not believe me, but this was an accident. I was thinking for a moment and unconsciously touched the ring…”

“Who are you talking to? If you’re going to explain, you should do it to me, not the wall.”

His grumbling voice carried a hint of laughter.

Seeing him act so relaxed when he usually acted carelessly and loosely made me feel somewhat defiant. I calmly composed my expression and turned around.

…Whether fortunately or unfortunately, his lower body was properly clothed.

If he hadn’t been wearing anything below, I would have left without further explanation.

“Didn’t the palace provide you with sleepwear?”

In trying to hide my embarrassment, my tone came out rather reproachful.

Though that might have been annoying, Jeon answered nonchalantly in a light tone.

“It’s stuffy. And the less I’m wearing, the more sensitive I am to magic.”

“What magic would you need to react to while sleeping?”

Was he perhaps receiving death threats within the Imperial Palace?

At the thought that suddenly occurred to me, I looked at Jeon with a serious expression, and he smiled as he spoke.

“Things like today.”

Jeon, who had answered lightly, got out of bed.

“I mean sudden contact from Lady Anelli. Though… I didn’t expect you to appear as an illusion without warning.”

He glanced down at his bare upper body and found a shirt nearby to put on.

From how large and loose it was with the front completely open, it seemed to be sleepwear.

How could he still look so shameless even after getting dressed?

“Is something wrong?”

I glanced at his loosely hanging clothes that seemed worse than wearing nothing at all, then answered casually.

“…Just had a nightmare.”

Only after giving him that brief answer did the dream I’d had earlier come back to me. However, the dejected feeling I’d experienced after the dream didn’t follow.

It was probably because my shock at facing an unexpected situation was greater.

“There’s no way you could sleep peacefully in such an ominous house.”

He sighed and shook his head as he approached me.

However, his hand couldn’t reach me and uselessly cut through empty air.

He waved his hand in the air a couple times as if disappointed, then frowned and said.

“I can’t do anything to help you since I’m in a phantom state.”

“I didn’t come here expecting you to do anything. It was a mistake. I was just about to go back.”

Perhaps because he’d just woken up, Jeon looked more disheveled and languid than usual. Watching him made me feel strangely restless.

I tried not to show this bewilderment as I attempted to say goodbye, but he asked in a disappointed tone.

“You’re going to wake me up and just leave?”

“…I’m sorry about that.”

“If you’re sorry, couldn’t you stay by my side until I fall asleep again?”

Surprised by his unexpected request, I widened my eyes, and Jeon awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

“Actually, I haven’t been sleeping well either and couldn’t fall asleep until late. When we camped, I slept listening to Anelli’s breathing, but it’s too quiet here.”

“We never slept close enough for you to hear my breathing.”

“I slept listening to it.”

Despite my suspicious gaze, Jeon stubbornly maintained his claim.

When we camped… he might have slept listening to owl sounds, but he couldn’t have heard something like my breathing at all.

Even though it was an obviously transparent scheme, I couldn’t readily refuse, probably because I was the one who woke him up.

While I hesitated for a moment, he had already returned to bed and settled down.

‘He has absolutely no shame.’

I let out a hollow laugh at the sight of him properly covering himself with blankets and staring at me intently. Who would have thought someone I’d always considered timid had such a shameless streak.

Watching him act with such thick-skinned boldness made the embarrassment I’d felt seem pointless.

With a much more relaxed mind, I perched slightly on the edge of the bed and casually asked.

“Does something like my breathing actually help?”

“There’s plenty of room, so you can lean back comfortably. And as for an answer, yes. Of course it helps, which is why I asked.”

I hesitated at Jeon’s response.

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