I’m Hunting My Enemy - Chapter 50

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50. Beautiful You (2)

 

‘This is so uncomfortable I could die.’

 

Glem forcibly held back his desire to unbutton his suffocatingly tight upper garment.

 

If Ryuie hadn’t kept trying to undress him ever since they arrived at the banquet hall, he would have thrown off the lace long ago.

 

‘I can’t even help her undress me with my own hands.’

 

He had quite a hard time maintaining proper distance.

 

Contrary to expectations, Ryuie didn’t pay much attention to socializing.

 

She seemed to believe that music, food, good atmosphere and enjoyment were more important at the banquet hall.

 

Thanks to this, the nobles looked less like attendees and more like decorative pieces.

 

Despite spending expensive money to dress up, they only appeared as living, moving fixtures since Ryuie didn’t speak to them at all.

 

‘She’s someone who dances alone from the start.’

 

It wouldn’t be strange if she only thought of other people as props.

 

If Ryuie hadn’t occasionally looked at Glem and smiled as if remembering him, Glem thought he would have become part of the background like the nobles.

 

Despite being dressed so beautifully.

 

‘…How pointless.’

 

He found himself ridiculous for secretly expecting Ryuie to be more captivated by his appearance.

 

And to boast about him being her lover.

 

‘I was somewhat prepared for it.’

 

Glem felt deflated, thinking it had been a pointless resolution.

 

Ryuie was someone who knew what beauty was while being confident in herself. To capture her heart, something more valuable and perfect was needed.

 

Then what exactly would be possible?

 

Something like a forcibly binding betrothal vow?

 

“Yeongae.”

 

As if awakening Glem from his twisted thoughts, one figure emerged from the noble background and walked forward, becoming human.

 

“Ah. Dnehi.”

 

Ryuie acknowledged his greeting. Dnehi, who appeared with priests trailing behind him, looked Glem over.

 

“Once again, you’ve found a pearl in the mud.”

 

“It’s the power of good judgment.”

 

“Good. I’ve also brought the exchange item I mentioned before.”

 

Priests with the House of Dnehi’s emblem embroidered on their robes all bowed toward Ryuie in unison.

 

While all priests took vows to the temple, there were also those who received patronage from nobles and worked exclusively for them. Nobles deliberately had them wear their family crests and brought them along as if to boast of being their patrons.

 

Glem turned around, remembering the plain robe without a single emblem that could be compared to theirs.

 

‘As expected, he’s here today too.’

 

Priest Benito was standing two steps behind Glem.

 

Though they were both in the same position of following Ryuie’s demands, he was still irritating.

 

Ryuie had said she would only keep Benito until she was certain whether he was the Crown Prince or not.

 

But she didn’t seem to be paying much attention to him either.

 

‘If she’s going to be like that, she should have just left him behind.’

 

Benito also unnecessarily and faithfully followed Ryuie around diligently.

 

Even though Ryuie was actually busy discussing business with Dnehi.

 

“How long can I use them?”

 

“Just return them before I go back to the capital. You’re planning to use them for that friend Mos, right?”

 

“You seem interested?”

 

“Since I ran into him here earlier.”

 

“Mos came here too?”

 

Ryuie turned around and looked around the area.

 

Glem, who was about to follow her movement, accidentally bumped into someone else.

 

“Watch where you’re go…”

 

The man who had been rushing toward Ryuie stopped short when he recognized Glem.

 

“Ha!”

 

It was Rankin, the Duke’s son.

 

His eyes widened at first, then he hastily composed himself and put on a calm expression.

 

“I wondered why Yeongae borrowed my clothes, and it was just for this.”

 

Rankin paused his words as if to maximize the effect. But the more he looked, the more his own appearance paled in comparison.

 

So he just came out petty again.

 

“Return them clean. Mercenary. Including the clothes.”

 

“Return what?”

 

Rankin knew that Glem had become Ryuie’s lover.

 

So that word was unacceptable.

 

“Watch your mouth properly. Unless you want to regret it.”

 

“Ha! You’re the one who should know your place. Walking around in clothes you don’t even know how to wear properly!”

 

Rankin deliberately pulled at his cravat and pointed mockingly.

 

What was wrapped around his neck was a scarf that looked exactly like what Glem had tied around his wrist.

 

Rankin wore a thoroughly mocking expression.

 

“Country bumpkin!”

 

Regardless, Glem’s head cooled down.

 

‘This too.’

 

Had Ryuie been testing him?

 

When changing clothes earlier, Glem had unconsciously tried to naturally wrap the cravat around his neck.

 

But as if it were intentional, wasn’t there a sleeve decoration in the cravat’s place?

 

Glem’s intuition flashed, and he quickly grabbed other items, pretending not to know how to wear them.

 

The servant also played dumb and wrapped the wrong decoration around his nape.

 

He had wondered if the capital’s fashion had changed, but it was all intentional.

 

He had almost been caught.

 

‘I didn’t even know she was suspicious.’

 

Glem felt a chill down his spine, realizing he had been tested without noticing.

 

Ryuie was indeed not someone to be taken lightly.

 

‘That was dangerous.’

 

Even if it was just simple suspicion for now, he didn’t know where he might fall into a trap.

 

If Ryuie noticed, everything would be over.

 

If he got lost in sweet dreams just because he became her lover, he would pay dearly for it.

 

This wasn’t the time to be jealous of the young man currently submerged in water.

 

“Miss!”

 

“Mos!”

 

The village youth, who looked much more frail than remembered, made a tearful face upon seeing Ryuie.

 

Ryuie looked at the water tank with an expression full of surprise and joy.

 

“How did you come all the way here?”

 

“The other maids helped me a lot. But more than that.”

 

Mos, who stood up holding the water tank, talked while looking only at Ryuie frantically.

 

“Did you really end up meeting the mercenary?”

 

“Yes. That’s how it turned out.”

 

“What about me?”

 

Glem’s brow twitched as he had been standing back with arms crossed, pretending to be generous.

 

After he graciously let the two have their conversation, this was what happened?

 

Mos’s eyes welled up with tears.

 

“You made a promise with me too. Didn’t you like me more?”

 

“Of course I like you, Mos. I thought you were too out of it because of the curse.”

 

‘The more I listen…!’

 

Glem’s insides boiled over.

 

Didn’t it sound like if Mos hadn’t become a monster, he would have been the one to become her lover long ago?

 

Mos must have heard it that way too, as he splashed around with an aggrieved expression.

 

“No, Miss! How could I possibly think such a thing?”

 

“In a situation where you’re suddenly cursed, could you really have such thoughts?”

 

“From my perspective, I thought Miss found my tail disgusting! Since I’d become a monster!”

 

“What are you talking about? You saw what I did with your tail, didn’t you? I actually like it.”

 

As if to prove her point, Ryuie plunged one arm into the water with a splash.

 

Glem’s lips twitched incessantly.

 

What did she do with that? What could she possibly do?!

 

Mos, who quickly became docile under the hand stroking his tail, hung his head.

 

“I also… I also realized that when Miss lay on my lap. But you don’t visit me often.”

 

Mos’s voice grew smaller.

 

“You should have waited for me.”

 

It was a voice burning with longing.

 

Anyone could see he was filled with feelings for Ryuie, making Glem’s stomach churn.

 

‘What do you even know about Ryuie?’

 

‘Give up.’

 

Like gastric acid pooling in his organs, these thoughts made Glem feel even more queasy as he turned his head away.

 

Who was he to say such things to whom?

 

Disgusting.

 

Thud.

 

Without a word, Glem gripped the water tank with one hand. Ryuie, who had been watching Mos with a subtle expression, pulled her arm out of the water.

 

Ryuie gestured with a strange smile.

 

“Rather than other things, healing your legs comes first. Here, I’ve brought a new priest.”

 

The priest borrowed from Dnehi stepped forward.

 

Mos seemed to hope that Ryuie would understand more of his burning feelings, but since the leg problem couldn’t be ignored either, he eventually turned his head.

 

“A different priest?”

 

The priest, who had the blue eyes of House Dnehi’s emblem embroidered on his robe, raised his hand.

 

“Before examining your legs, shall we talk a bit more?”

 

“Huh? Why is that?”

 

“Are there any changes between before and after you were cursed?”

 

“The tail!”

 

Mos shouted as if it were absurd.

 

He splashed wildly as if asking whether this wasn’t visible, sending water droplets flying in all directions. The priest wiped a droplet from his cheek with his index finger.

 

“Of course I’m talking about excluding that part.”

 

“…Well, I’m not sure.”

 

“He’s become cuter than before, does that count?”

 

Ryuie interjected nonchalantly.

 

From where Glem was gripping the water tank, his stomach boiling, came a cracking sound!

 

“Why?”

 

“This thing is weak. It’s going to break.”

 

Glem shook the tank as if picking a fight for no reason. Mos deliberately continued speaking stubbornly.

 

“The maids who take care of me would know in more detail.”

 

“Call them.”

 

Glem was very displeased with Mos’s attitude of constantly passing things off to Ryuie.

 

Shortly after, the maids entered the banquet hall and testified about Mos’s condition.

 

“His skin has become finer and more beautiful than before.”

 

“He’s been practicing singing, so his voice has improved too.”

 

“But those are all things unrelated to the curse, right?”

 

The priest, who had been listening intently, shook his head.

 

“It seems the curse’s influence has begun to extend above the waist as well.”

 

“What?”

 

“What do you mean by that?”

 

“There’s a high possibility that your voice will become thinner and your face will change as well. This is simply the effect of losing your lower body, and the curse itself is changing your skin.”

 

After listening to the maids and separately touching and examining Mos’s upper and lower body, the priest spoke matter-of-factly.

 

Mos, who had turned pale, was too shocked to speak properly.

 

“I’m becoming, what. What am I… becoming? Are you saying I’ll completely turn into a fish?”

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