Limited Extra Time - Chapter 198

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You seem to be doing well at school. Have you made many friends?

Yes, of course. Drawing is fun, but playing with my friends is enjoyable too.

It’s fine if you go out and play with your friends often.

He fastened her seatbelt as he spoke.

Really?

Yeah, if only there were no men.

Rina laughed awkwardly at his words.

I’m sorry Hansol made you uncomfortable. He’s not usually like that, but it seems he has feelings for me. That’s probably why his mood was a bit off.

Millaiyen Pestellio paused as he fastened his own seatbelt.

His expression darkened slightly. He had never imagined that she would be aware of that boy’s feelings for her.

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It caught him completely off guard.

“You knew?”

“Yes, he’s been quite obvious about it.”

“…I should have properly kept him in line.”

He muttered quietly to himself. He wasn’t about to back down just because she was taking his side.

He clicked his tongue softly and gripped the steering wheel.

“But I’ll make it clear to him properly.”

“All right.”

As he pressed the accelerator, she tensed visibly, her fingers instinctively gripping the door handle.

A faint smile played across his lips.

“I won’t drive as recklessly as before. I was hurrying because you seemed pressed for time.”

“Ah, yes.”

She gradually released her grip on the door.

Millaiyen Pestellio eased the car smoothly into motion.

Their destination was the Five-Star Hotel—a place that would draw them considerably closer today.

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“Wow, it’s magnificent.”

“It opened recently. It’s one of my Affiliated Companies, and considerable investment went into it. Everything from the interior design to the smallest furnishings and marble was crafted from only the finest materials.”

He had ensured minimal emission of harmful substances, and a Garden adorned the Hotel’s rooftop for guests to find restoration. Each Room offered a different view, and every amenity one could desire was provided within.

A gymnasium, swimming pool, bowling alley, golf course—there was nothing absent. Services from spa treatments to massage were flawlessly executed for every guest.

A modest exhibition hall had been constructed to host art shows, and a pool villa stood beyond the grounds,

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creating a sanctuary of perfect respite within the urban landscape. There were even Rooms with attached Ateliers for artistic creation, and the Hotel stocked every conceivable art supply. Beyond that, every chef employed by the Hotel was internationally renowned—not a single room service dish lacked excellence. Millaiyen Pestellio had personally tasted and evaluated each offering, dismissing those who fell short of his standards.

The service staff were equally exceptional. This Hotel employed only veterans in their fields. Recruited with difficulty from across the globe, they commanded salaries that were incomparably generous. Though each Room commanded a substantial price, the Hotel had unexpectedly become a topic of conversation among the wealthy elite, resulting in far smaller losses than anticipated. Word was spreading among renowned artists both domestically and internationally,

It seemed unlikely to incur significant losses, though it probably wouldn’t generate substantial profits either. In fact, it was a Hotel built solely for one person, accepting deficits and losses. It was a place created with the hope that she could work in a more comfortable environment and enjoy herself a little more, where she could rest deeply without having to go far away. At the very least, he wanted her to be where he could see her.

“I’ll provide you with a guide separately, but you’re welcome to visit and use this place whenever you wish. One of the Rooms here is yours. All facilities are complimentary for you.”

“…This is far too much.”

“It was built for you from the beginning. I’ll have the guide brought to you—read through it and use the facilities whenever you like. There are several Ateliers here and an exhibition hall for shows. Many renowned artists will likely stay here as well, so it should prove beneficial for you.”

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In my past life, I had regretted never truly appreciating her paintings.

So this time, I made a deliberate effort to study art deeply. Even if my heart couldn’t naturally grasp what hers felt, I wanted to cultivate an eye capable of evaluating her work—to understand, however imperfectly, the emotions she poured into each piece.

Really?

Yes, I’d love to guide you myself, but dinner time is approaching.

Millaiyen Pestellio gently took Rina by the hand and led her away.

He brought her to a refined Korean Restaurant within the Hotel.

She gasped with delight throughout the meal. Watching Rina eat as much as she desired, his expression softened considerably.

Perhaps it was because I could still vividly recall how she used to eat only a little before becoming ill. Back then, despite her suffering, I feared she might collapse at any moment or close her eyes for the last time.

Is it alright if we stay at the Hotel tonight?

Yes, I’d love that!

She answered with a noticeably brighter expression.

Millaiyen Pestellio, who had been gazing at her intently, suddenly stepped forward and bent down to place a brief kiss on her lips. It was impulsive.

She froze entirely.

Forgive me. But you are… far too adorable.

At his words, she blinked rapidly.

They had just finished eating and were rising from the table when Rina, belatedly processing what had happened, glanced around before burying her face in her palms.

You…

My apologies.

Watching Rina’s neck flush crimson, Millaiyen Pestellio gritted his teeth with a wry smile.

I noticed Rina’s trembling fingertips, and her particularly pale, slender neck looked alluringly beautiful.

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Her slender neck looked alluring.

“….”

“Shall we go to the Room and continue there?”

She understood perfectly well what his words implied.

Her shoulders flinched, and her eyes reddened as she lifted her head with an expression as if she might cry at any moment, before she lowered it again.

Confirming her barely perceptible nod, Millaiyen Pestellio quickly pulled her into his embrace.

That.

“I love you, Rina.”

He whispered softly against her ear and stepped into the elevator.

Upon entering the Hotel Top Floor Room, he pressed his lips urgently against hers.

The Hotel Top Floor, with its completely transparent glass walls on all sides, was breathtakingly beautiful.

The view before her captivated her gaze. The scenery beyond the window stretched so high that no other buildings obstructed it at all.

extended up to that height.

“Mmph…!”

However, the moment his tongue invaded her mouth, Rina’s attention inevitably shifted to him.

She breathed heavily and squeezed her eyes shut.

“Ha, truly. You haven’t changed at all.”

That habit of holding one’s breath considerately when kissing, enduring even when suffocating, or that discomfort with making eye contact—

Everything about her appearance remained the same as it had been then.

Yet her wrists, not as thin as before, and her body, firm and strong rather than fragile as it once was, were unmistakably different.

Her chestnut hair, her azure eyes—every element that composed her was precious to me.

“You are mine. So let us live together happily for a long, long time. Don’t leave me first. Stay by my side for eternity.”

I murmured these words as I covered her lips with mine.

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There was something achingly poignant about it all.

I couldn’t understand why looking at him always made my heart ache and strangely trustworthy. Even now, in this moment, I felt no fear whatsoever.

“This is what I want to ask of you. Being alone is… so terribly lonely.”

At Rina’s soft whisper, Millaiyen Pestellio buried his forehead against her shoulder like a child seeking comfort.

“Yes, I’m lonely. So very lonely. Lonely enough to want to die. So please…

let’s live long and healthy lives together. Let’s have children and be happy. I… have waited so long for this day.”

I waited countless times for the day we would meet again like this.

And whether thousands of years had passed or the world itself had changed, we were reborn in this era.

And we found each other again.

“I love you, I love you.”

I whispered these words over and over as I carefully

laid her down on the Bed.

As I dimmed the lights in the Room, the sunset landscape seeped pristinely through the transparent glass window.

“It’s strange… Millaiyen Pestellio, you seem like someone who has known me since ages ago. The meal you brought earlier was all my favorite foods.”

“I’m glad it suited your taste. I put in the effort.”

Millaiyen Pestellio whispered softly as he drew Rina into his embrace. So that she could feel safe and do whatever she wished whenever and wherever, nestled in his arms.

So that she could converse with the diverse artists she desired. So that everything she ate would taste delicious, and she could savor it to her heart’s content.

“The name Millaiyen seems to suit you better than Millaiyen Pestellio, somehow.”

“It’s the same for me, Carina Leopold.”

Perhaps our meeting was fate itself.

Perhaps we were reborn to soothe the sorrows of our past lives.

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“I have a premonition that in the not-too-distant future, I will surely fall deeply for you.”

“…I hope that day comes soon. Of course, I could wait even if it comes slowly, but I would be overjoyed if it came even a day sooner, even a second sooner.”

He murmured against the nape of her neck, pressing his lips there.

It felt like a dream to be holding her in my arms now—the person I once had to let slip helplessly from my grasp.

“The marriage was sudden, but…I’m still happy to have met you.”

“Yes, me too.”

I would never let her go from my embrace again. She, whom I had barely found, was worth devoting my entire life to.

And so I would find happiness. By having children, building a home, and fulfilling everything she had written in that letter—all the things she wished to do.

All of it.

“I love you, Carina Leopold.”

“I love you, Carina Leopold.”

Millaiyen recited those words he had spoken dozens, hundreds of times—the words that had never reached her on that day, in that moment.

“Autumn will be here soon.”

“…Yes, it will.”

The season that had frozen on that day, in that hour, began to flow once more.

From now on, they would welcome dozens more springs,

letting sorrow drift away as they filled their lives with new memories.

“I’m so happy to meet you, Millaiyen.”

At her words, his eyes widened, and he pulled her into his arms with all his strength. Warmth flooded the room in an instant.

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