I Thought It Was the Monster Duke's Fake Sedative - Chapter 15

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Chapter 15
No matter how many times she looked, that chest seemed to possess a self all its own—and it was considerably larger than Lucy’s.
‘However I think about it, a chest undergarment would really have to be hers.’
It was precisely when Lucy’s trembling pupils traced over the corded forearms and the abdominal muscles laid bare above the cloth.
A sudden movement.
Both her cheeks were caught by a large, warm hand.
She startled and tried to pull her face back, but that too simply failed of its own accord.
‘How did I not even resist, and yet….’
It wasn’t as though she was being forcibly overpowered.
Held as she was in that large, hot palm, she simply could not pull her face away.
‘Am I really this weak?’
Her pride stung once more.
“…….”
A step forward.
Edward’s face—a force of nature itself—drew closer.
Lucy’s heart released an involuntary gasp of admiration.
‘He really is the male lead.’
Even as his brow furrowed, that face was beautiful to the point of being terrifying.
Or perhaps it was beautiful precisely because it was terrifying.
Despite knowing all too well how wretched and formidable a person he was, she could not help but be captivated by that face.
“…You.”
A low voice spilled out, hovering above her lips.
Long lashes brushed dangerously close to her brow, while that sculpted nose asserted its presence above her cheek.
And below that.
‘How can lips even be pretty like that.’
Those thin, refined crimson lips….
[Edward’s hot lips crawled over Sepia’s lips.]
[A fervent mass of red flesh parted her teeth and traced the roof of her mouth….]
It was inevitable that a passage from the original work brushed across Lucy’s mind.
‘N-no, different thoughts.’
So anything but thoughts related to those lips—that would do….
“A kiss?”
“A kiss for what… Yes, of course! Absolutely!”
“I, this Purifier, shall grant you everything!”
Yet what came to mind this time was also a thought related to lips.
Worse still, it was what she herself had cried out so eagerly.
The conversation they’d shared about the contract that hadn’t yet been sealed.
‘Surely not…?’
Was he about to receive a kiss—no, Purification—now…?
‘…No, that can’t be. It won’t be. Definitely not.’
In the next moment, Lucy’s reason, which had been about to flee the house, came scrambling back.
Of course, he’d spread his wings and all. He must have spent considerable magical power.
If he’d come to the Temple to meet Sepia, he would have accumulated some Demonic Energy as well.
‘So Purification would be necessary, but….’
Yet the soul of a long-time romance novel reader whispered slyly to her.
‘Still, this development is rather….’
The male lead draws near. She thinks, ‘Oh, is he going to kiss me?’ and finds herself thrumming with a heartbeat she doesn’t mean to have.
‘This is too familiar a development.’
Usually these scenes ended in misunderstanding on her part.
Come to think of it, she had just collided with his Armor earlier.
‘Is he concerned about me again, perhaps?’
The feeling was not unpleasant.
She’d thought it would be difficult to manage the whims of such a changeable male lead, yet it seemed she’d found his favor faster than expected—and there was a certain satisfaction in that.
Lucy gave up trying to escape from the hand that held her and broke into a bright smile.
Her small hands were already rubbing together in preparation to act cute.
‘Were you startled? I wasn’t hurt, you know. If you’re bothered by the imprint my face left on your Armor, I’ll polish it until it gleams so bright….’
“Should we kiss?”
“Y-yes…? W-what?!”
But the words she had so carefully prepared crumbled to dust in an instant at just that single question.
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While Lucy’s eyes widened in genuine shock,
Edward was studying her slack-jawed expression with obvious interest.
Her mouth hung open like a cave, small and perfectly round.
Inside, her little red tongue caught his eye—stuck there, vivid and present.
The kind of tongue that made him want to press it down with his finger, it was so endearing.
‘So that’s the tongue she’s been using to flatter me all this time.’
He found himself wondering what she’d do if he bit it—whether she’d jump back with a yelp. It was a mischievous thought.
Edward tilted his head, seized by a peculiar thirst.
In truth, from the beginning, his comment was no different from saying “if I get bored, maybe we’ll kiss.”
Thud.
Just before entering the room, something had bumped against his back.
Something soft and gentle, hitting with barely any force at all.
Likely the woman who’d been following him had collided with something.
‘She must have been lost in thought.’
Perhaps staring at his back in wonder, or some such thing.
He’d dismissed it without much thought, even finding it amusing. But when he turned around after removing the Armor he’d worn like a second skin all this while…
The woman stood there bent over, her entire face covered by her hands.
Edward’s expression darkened immediately.
‘Surely not.’
She hadn’t broken her nose just from bumping into him, had she?
Now that he thought about it, it seemed entirely possible. The woman was so fragile.
That’s why he’d stepped closer at once to examine her face.
And yet…
“…….”
He’d noticed it even when she’d buried her face in his chest.
For someone who claimed to have eaten so little, her cheeks held a surprising softness.
Plump and yielding as the subtle swell of flesh at her breast, her skin was smooth and warm against his palm.
Slide.
“…….”
Then her lips brushed against his bare hand as he removed his Armor.
Slightly moist, soft and damp to the touch.
Warm breath flowing from her small mouth sent a tingling chill crawling up his fingertips.
The urge seized him then, wrapping around his body.
‘Like this.’
Why not receive my first proper Purification?
Ever since they’d met, the headaches had vanished thanks to this woman, but all that purification had come through unintentional contact, hadn’t it?
Then his earlier thought returned—the one he’d had while embracing her shoulder.
‘If mere touch did that much, then if I were to actively pursue Purification with full intent…’
He’d wondered just how much greater the effect would be.
The rationalization came swiftly.
Yes. I should test how well she can perform Purification anyway.
If she’s inadequate, I’ll need to dispose of her quickly.
That’s what he’d meant to say.
“Y-yes… or… no?!”
Was that a yes or a no?
Edward deepened the furrow already etched between his brows.
“Make it clear, will you?”
“Yes? I mean, um… yes? No, that’s…”
“What do you want me to do?”
‘Right. What does she want me to do?’
Lucy was equally startled by his unexpected words.
Without even holding hands first, he was demanding a Kiss Purification from the start!
‘This lecherous bastard!’
Heat rushed to her ears of its own accord.
So because he’d done all manner of things with Sepia, groping and sucking and everything else, he found this trivial?
‘The karmic debt he’s piling up with the female lead…’
Not that Lucy felt any guilt toward the female lead—that was hardly her concern.
It was this bastard who should be drowning in guilt for rolling around so shamefully with Sepia.
‘It would be stranger for me to back out now.’
Though she still had no intention of actually getting into the male lead’s bed.
But it had been mere hours since he’d told her he’d be useful, that he’d do anything for her.
To refuse Purification in such a situation just because of embarrassment would be….
‘A character contradiction.’
He couldn’t afford to raise suspicions now.
Life was precious, and he’d already resolved to survive by any means—to become the one who’d build tombs for all the other children.
‘There’s one problem, though.’
Later, when he had to deal with the other women—the ones who weren’t the heroine—he might face divine punishment for this.
But it wasn’t as if he meant to dally or waste time; this was necessary if Purification was to work at all.
It wasn’t his fault that this world operated on a system where purification required physical contact—that the whole setting was so erotically designed.
But thinking it through carefully, by the time she became a true Avatar and met the heroine….
‘I might not even be in the Teseron Duchy anymore.’
I’d find a way to escape, to survive on my own.
‘Then my head won’t roll off my shoulders later.’
So a kiss or two….
…he chose to forget, for now, that this would be his first kiss across both his past life and this one.
“…Y-yes, yes, yes!”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes! Let’s do it!”
Lucy cried out deliberately loud, puckering her lips and shutting her eyes tight.
A small laugh nearly escaped him, though he couldn’t help it.
‘Keeping your eyes open during a kiss looks weird anyway.’
She’d be used to it, having done it plenty with Sepia, but still.
‘At least, even if my technique is rough, at least she’s handsome. That’s something.’
But would he really do well?
Now that it had come to this, he found himself curious despite everything.
The description he’d recalled earlier—from Sepia’s perspective—kept drifting back into his mind.
‘She said it felt amazing.’
In the novels, they’d always described it as how just a kiss from the male lead would make your knees weak, tingling and trembling.
Some scenes had women getting flustered and showing obvious arousal from just a single kiss.
‘Honestly, as a beginner, I’m not entirely without curiosity….’
He flinched at the warmth of Lucy drawing closer, his fists clenching tight.
Bang!
The door burst open with a loud crash.

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