NOVEL NEXT After Resignation, I Refuse the Obsession from the Male Leads
Chapter 28
At first, there were no warning signs.
At least that’s what Carlyle thought. ‘Hmm. They’re both quiet.’ After the first toast, Carlyle raised his eyebrows as he alternately looked at the two juniors. ‘I thought Finley, who has no social skills, would be like that.’ I was a bit surprised that even Layla was as quiet as a mouse. For some reason, Layla seemed like the type to break the silence when the atmosphere got awkward. ‘Hmm, even though it’s Lowell, she’s still a newcomer, so I guess she’s feeling awkward.’ Well, would it be comfortable to eat with two superiors sitting in front of her? As expected from a department that had never had such a gathering before, the dinner was very quiet. Carlyle casually poured the drink into his mouth, making up his mind. ‘I should send them back quickly when the time is right.’ After eating and drinking this much, he should be able to tell the Prime Minister that the company dinner went well. At that moment, Carlyle raised his eyebrows when he saw Layla’s glass. ‘When did she drink more than half?’ Should she stop? Or would she want another? He opened his mouth to ask Layla what she thought. “Lowell. Would you…” “Oh! It’s fine!” “Mhm? Both he and Edgar looked at Layla at the same time. Even those who had been through all sorts of hardships with black magic artifacts stopped spinning their heads at that sound. Even she… had the most proud and brilliant smile he has ever seen. And then she lifted her fork. “This is how it works!” Tak! Layla cheerfully tapped the inside of her beer glass with her fork. As she did, bubbles began to fizz and rise inside the glass… Carlyle stared at the glass in bewilderment before slowly raising his gaze to look at Layla. ‘How did a newbie who just came in do this…’ Is this kind of trick? With an utterly satisfied smile, Layla muttered proudly to the puzzled Carlyle. “Hehehe, I saved the beer!” “L, Lowell…?” “Should I save your drink too, senior?” “No, it’s okay, just a moment!” Layla had already reached out and took Carlyle’s glass. But as she was about to pick up her fork, she made a very serious expression. “Ah, my fork is dirty…” “No, it’s fine, you don’t have to do it, just the glass…” “Then look at this, can I add salt?” “What, Lowell?!” Then, Layla took the salt shaker and lightly tapped it against the rim of the glass. As she said, the beer foam rose. Layla handed the glass with both hands and whispered seriously. “This is me…! I saved your beer, Senior!” “Lowell…” “Senior, aren’t you grateful to me?” “Huh?” “I saved it… I… I took it…” “No, thank you… Thank you…” Carlyle took the glass with a dumbfounded expression. Layla was still looking at him intently, her eyes shining. It was clear she wanted to see him drink the beer she had saved. Gulp… In the end, as Carlyle took a sip of the beer while being cautious, Layla persistently urged him on. “Did I savwe it?” “…Yeah, you saved it well…” “Hehehe.” Carlyle was at a loss for words, staring at her face, which was smiling brightly. ‘Did I also swallow my drink the wrong way?’ Doesn’t it make no sense for his chest to feel tight at a moment like this? Meanwhile, Edgar covered his mouth to hold back the laughter that was coming out of his mouth. ‘Am I the type of person who gets high when drinking?’ When Carlyle said thank you, Layla burst into laughter, and he subtly held out his own glass toward her. “Miss Lowell. Won’t you save my drink? Are you just going to let it die?” “Edgar!” Carlyle blushed and got angry. “Don’t tease Lowell!” “Oh, come on, what do you mean by teasing her? I just asked a little.” “That’s what teasing is. Lowell, get up.” It was time to leave, as the royal palace dormitory had a curfew. However, Layla looked up at Carlyle and muttered sadly. “Senior, I want to save the beer a bit more, though?” “No, it’s all saved. It’s enough.” “No, look over there! I’ll give it to Seamusss!” Layla pointed to the seat next to her with her finger. Tuk. …Seamus Finley, who had been quiet until now, slammed his face on the table. Carlyle was dumbfounded by the situation. But Layla buried her face in Seamus’s shoulder and cried out desperately. “Nooo, don’t dieee!” “….” “Heeeung, I’ll buy you food…! Hwaaa…!” Looking at the two juniors who had become completely drunk, Carlyle was at a loss for words. But the boss, who was like an enemy, covered his face with both hands and trembled. “Edgar. Is it time to laugh?” “Cough, haa, I guess both of them are weak to alcohol.” “….” “Okay, I won’t talk nonsense.” Edgar also got up from his seat. “Let’s stop now and head back. I’ll call a carriage to take the two of them.” “Haa. We should arrive before curfew.” “Don’t worry. There’s still plenty of time…” But before Edgar could finish his words. – Duke Crow. I apologize for the late hour. A red light flickered from Edgar’s watch, and a deep, male voice echoed out. It was the secretary of the Prime Minister’s office. – This is an urgent matter. The Prime Minister wishes to have a face-to-face meeting right away. Both Carlyle and Edgar frowned at the secretary’s urgent call. The Prime Minister called at this hour? They met a few hours ago, though? Carlyle nodded to Edgar. “Edgar, hurry and go. I’ll take the two of them back.” “Huh? Is that okay?” Edgar pointed to the opposite side with his thumb. One person was completely passed out. The other person was sobbing, clutching onto his shoulder. But Carlyle had a realistic concern in his mouth. “…If those two happen to throw up on your jacket…” “Ah, oh my.” Yeah… Even if it’s a late-night summons, he can’t go to the Prime Minister’s office looking like this… In the end, Edgar headed to the Prime Minister’s Office, and Carlyle picked them up and rode the carriage together. “Haa. To the front gate of the Imperial Dormitory.” And several minutes later… Carlyle came to regret this decision like crazy. * * * The ‘Imperial Dormitory’ was famous for its strict curfew. It was also impossible to move between the ‘women’s dormitory’ and the ‘men’s dormitory.’ The reason was that, if things went wrong, it could cause problems among the officials… and the rest is omitted. And when Carlyle arrived in front of the dormitory’s main gate, he realized the problem. ‘Oh, the dorm staff have also left work.’ He doesn’t even know the numbers of the ones on duty. ‘First, I should take Finley to the men’s dormitory.’ In the end, there is only one way. Carl lifted Finley, who was sleeping soundly, and spoke to Layla, who was looking up at him blankly. “Lowell. Wait here for a moment. I’ll leave Finley and come back.” “Yeees.” The answer was good. Luckily, Carlyle met the staff at the male dormitory and succeeded in leaving Finley safely. ‘Now let’s take care of Lowell.’ The junior was waiting quietly despite being drunk. “Lowell. Did you wait long?” “….” “Okay, let’s go to your dorm now.” Hopefully, there’s a staff member on duty at the women’s dormitory. However, the moment he stepped outside the building, Layla grabbed his sleeve. “Senior.” “Mhm?” “I’m sobeeeer.” “…Mhm?” “That ice cream.” “….” Carlyle was speechless and stared blankly at Leila. From passion to ability, his junior, the most perfect in the world… When she drinks… It’s cute, but also crazy? ‘No! No! This isn’t the time to be impressed.’ If it were a man like her, he’d knock him out and drag him along! Carlyle awkwardly grabbed Layla’s arms again. ‘It’s my first time comforting someone, but I have to do this.’ “Lowell. I’ll buy it for you tomorrow morning, so you should go home for today.” “….” “It’s okay, right? Then I’ll be going now, huh?” Carlyle took a deep breath without realizing it. Right now, tears were pouring from her pink eyes. I would greatly appreciate your continued support by leaving a positive rating on NU so I can continue translating this novel. Thank you.
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