I Put all my Stats into Charm - Chapter 58

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I Put All My Stats Into Charm Episode 058

 

What does he mean he’s very interested in me?

 

I need to check the affection window, the affection window first.

 

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Affection

 

Theodor : 40

 

Jerome : 32

 

Lowell : 30

 

Calliton : 25

 

??? : 0

 

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Calliton’s affection is 25 points.

 

‘What are you talking about when you have the lowest score.’

 

Among the male leads, you’re the least interested in me.

 

This time I was suspicious of what scheme he had first.

 

“Uh… why would you be so interested in me?”

 

“You’re fun to watch. A source of inspiration, you could say.”

 

Is that an insult or a compliment.

 

A source of inspiration. It sounds like a good thing. But since Calliton is saying it, it feels somehow suspicious.

 

I glared at him with suspicious eyes.

 

“What do you mean by source of inspiration? Do you compose music or something?”

 

“You don’t need to know that much.”

 

Calliton crossed his arms, changed his posture, and tilted his chin.

 

“Tell me what happened yesterday.”

 

Wait.

 

Does this guy use mind reading?

 

“How did you know?”

 

I got goosebumps.

 

How did he know something happened with Jerome yesterday?

 

To my question, Calliton answered in a relaxed voice.

 

“You can’t even make eye contact with the Duke, and the way you look at him is utterly suspicious. How could I not know.”

 

“When did I ever look at him suspiciously!”

 

“Then what were you thinking when you looked at the Duke?”

 

“That, that’s…”

 

Ugh. I feel like he’s seen right through me.

 

Why is he so sharp?

 

Having nothing to say, I subtly changed the subject.

 

“Just… I made a mistake with the Duke yesterday.”

 

“What mistake?”

 

“Well…”

 

What should I say.

 

That I groped Jerome’s body?

 

That I can’t make eye contact because I keep thinking about his muscular body?

 

If I told the truth, I might be arrested by the Empire for indecency before being kicked out of the Duke’s Palace as a pervert.

 

I changed the subject again.

 

“There’s something like that.”

 

Calliton tilted his head sideways and twitched his eyebrows.

 

I flinched at that sight, but I couldn’t honestly reveal my lustful thoughts, could I?

 

“A-anyway, I need a chance to make up for it! Things are extremely awkward with the Duke right now.”

 

Though it seems like only I’m feeling awkward.

 

Still, I need to seduce Jerome. Every time we make eye contact I just get a nosebleed, so at this rate, forget seducing him, even normal conversation would be impossible.

 

“Isn’t there some good method?”

 

“A chance to make up… when it comes to closing the awkward distance between a man and woman, nothing beats physical contact.”

 

How does he know so well?

 

Did he have time to date while handling state affairs as Crown Prince?

 

Well. Since Calliton seems to be a romance novel fanatic like Theodor, I thought he might have learned about love through books.

 

But there was a problem.

 

“Physical contact is a bit…”

 

“Why?”

 

“How should I put it, it’s a bit awkward.”

 

This whole mess started because of physical contact. Solving this awkward situation with physical contact didn’t make sense.

 

Meanwhile, Calliton spoke as if it was no big deal.

 

“You need to have physical contact in a natural situation. Not just touching randomly.”

 

Randomly. It sounded exactly like describing my behavior last night, making me feel guilty inside.

 

“How do you have natural physical contact?”

 

At my question, Calliton stroked his chin.

 

“Right, dancing would be good.”

 

“Dancing?”

 

“Nothing beats dancing for breaking awkwardness.”

 

Calliton continued his explanation.

 

“Dancing is similar to combat. The timing of stepping, the intervals of breathing, the crossing of gazes. The more your breathing matches, the more trust is built.”

 

Hmm. I think I understand but also don’t understand.

 

But not wanting to be treated like an idiot, I nodded enthusiastically pretending to understand.

 

“I see, indeed.”

 

“Dancing is the simplest form of communion. So dance. It’ll be more efficient than forcing yourself to continue awkward conversations.”

 

So dancing is the easiest way to break awkwardness?

 

Calliton continued his explanation.

 

“I was planning to suggest a ball to the Duke anyway. That setting would be perfect for dancing.”

 

That makes sense.

 

But there was another problem.

 

“I don’t know how to dance.”

 

Setting aside never having learned to dance, I was hopelessly tone-deaf and clumsy.

 

Because of that, whenever I danced, everyone would step back and I even earned the nickname “human threshing machine.”

 

My body wouldn’t move as my heart wanted, so I’d lived thinking I had no connection with dancing.

 

Calliton stared at me intently before opening his mouth.

 

“I don’t recall culture being made illegal.”

 

This bastard really.

 

Should I step on his foot?

 

I’ll make excuses that I stepped on it by accident.

 

I took a deep breath and barely managed to move my twitching lips.

 

“Unfortunately, not everyone grows up in an environment where they receive equal education, you know?”

 

I grumbled to myself in a voice so small it couldn’t be heard.

 

“What culture when we’re busy trying to survive. And you probably won’t even teach me anyway.”

 

“Should I teach you?”

 

I startled for a moment and scratched my cheek with an awkward smile.

 

“Haha, did you hear that?”

 

“Wasn’t that something you said for me to hear?”

 

Cold sweat broke out.

 

Crime of insulting royalty—am I going to be executed for something like this?

 

Just when I was extremely tense.

 

“So. Will you let me teach you to dance, or not?”

 

“Pardon?”

 

As if he had forgotten everything that happened before, Calliton seemed completely unbothered.

 

He’s just going to let this slide?

 

I looked at Calliton with a dubious expression.

 

“Uh… I’d be grateful if you would teach me.”

 

“I’ll start by explaining basic etiquette.”

 

Calliton stepped closer in front of me.

 

“It’s no exaggeration to say that dance begins with a greeting and ends with a greeting.”

 

He placed the back of his hand behind his waist and bowed his head with disciplined movement.

 

After only seeing his usual arrogant demeanor, witnessing his formal appearance made me truly realize that Calliton was royalty.

 

Next, Calliton extended his hand.

 

Having seen it in movies and dramas, I had a sense of what to do and carefully placed my hand on top of Calliton’s.

 

And we moved to the flower garden where purple flowers bloomed abundantly.

 

When we arrived at the center of the flower garden, Calliton and I faced each other and released our hands.

 

Calliton bowed his head politely once more.

 

I also responded by slightly lifting my skirt and bowing my head.

 

“You’re following along well so far.”

 

Calliton’s hand wrapped around my waistline with a gentle touch.

 

The area where his fingertips touched gradually warmed, and his body heat seeped through the dress.

 

He guided my hand to rest on his shoulder. I could feel the movement of firm muscles beneath my palm.

 

Finally, Calliton’s remaining hand gently enveloped my fingertips.

 

“Now follow me. The rhythm is three beats.”

 

Calliton’s voice softly surrounded my ears.

 

It wasn’t his usual commanding tone or sarcasm, but a low and refined tone.

 

“When I say one, you step back.”

 

Had Calliton always been this kind?

 

Though his gentlemanly attitude was unfamiliar, there was dignity in his serious demeanor, and his restrained elegance instilled a strange sense of trust.

 

“One.”

 

As I stepped back, he simultaneously stepped forward.

 

“Two, side by side.”

 

Following his lead, my feet naturally moved to Calliton’s side.

 

“Three, bring your feet together and lean your weight toward me.”

 

As the distance closed, the scent of charred wood emanating from him brushed my nose more intensely.

 

It was a fragrance that felt both warm and cool simultaneously.

 

“Now turn.”

 

Following Calliton’s guidance, my body naturally rotated and the hem of my dress fluttered.

 

The moment the world slowly spun and returned to its place, Calliton’s face appeared before my eyes, much closer than before.

 

His hand still remained on my waist, and our breaths intertwined in the narrowed space between us.

 

His golden hair sparkled brilliantly in the northern sunlight.

 

His red eyes, burning softly like unextinguishable embers, were fixed on me.

 

The corners of Calliton’s mouth slowly rose.

 

“Just like this.”

 

His voice sank lower than the air itself.

 

He commanded me with an irresistible resonance.

 

“Even if the world shakes, follow only my rhythm.”

 

In that moment when everything seemed to stop.

 

The world became quiet as if only he and I remained.

 

Only the sound of my rapidly beating heart could be heard.

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