No Dark Secrets In This Book

Episode 14

After exchanging aristocratic remarks to test each other, we all sighed without exception. The patriarch rubbed his forehead with his fingers as if tired.

“Taking a plane and flying in a hurry has made me unwell.”

“Oh my, you should have gone to the hospital first instead of coming to see me.”

“Stop wasting time with nonsensical words and be honest, Cassice Demillang.”

“Yes, Grandfather. If that’s what you want, I shall do so.”

(Interpretation: If you’re going to drop formalities and call me by name, I’ll call you Grandpa instead of Patriarch. You must be so angry and going crazy, right?)

I was just being faithful to the original work, not having a hobby of messing with the old man. It’s because the relationship between Cassice and the patriarch was like this from the original. After giggling and teasing the old man like that, I soon erased my smile.

“Don’t tell me you’ve made the trip because you were swayed by some petty rumors. A protest from the Bongtang family?”

“You know well.”

“What did they say?”

“Do you think you have the right to know? What you need to do is explain.”

“Aha.”

It was a bit amusing.

“Right.”

“…What’s so funny?”

The fact that even the life of the ill-mannered young master Cassice Demillang, whom everyone fears, is a bit unfortunate?

‘I had no idea since the original was narrated from Ryuseong’s perspective.’

I giggled while covering my mouth, then lowered my hand. And with a small smile, I said,

“The Bongtang family is a time bomb that will explode soon. It would be best to cut ties with them now.”

“Do you think you have the authority to decide that?”

“It may be a master’s virtue to praise a dog that prostrates and wags its tail in front of you, but it is also the duty of one who raises a hunting dog to mercilessly behead it when it oversteps its place. That puppy was one I raised, so I kicked it out. Is there a problem?”

“It was a hunting dog I entrusted to you. Not yours.”

“Yes, that’s right. It’s important to clearly know one’s ownership and its boundaries!”

I said that while laughing brightly. The white-haired old man was glaring fiercely at me with icy eyes.

“So, it means there’s no need to keep alive a mutt that steals from its master.”

Aha. Judging by the motionless reaction, it seems this bastard also already knew about the Bongtang family’s embezzlement. In that case, let’s move on to the next revelation.

“Especially if it’s a traitor who dares to hand over Demillang’s information to the ‘monsters’.”

Colluding with monsters. That is an absolute taboo that should not be done as a human.

Just stating that Cassice was aware of Bongtang’s betrayal would be a political burden to the Demillang patriarch. Because I, none other than me, know that you kept your mouth shut.

“What is the basis for your thoughts?”

“Oh my, why would I, the young master, not know what the patriarch knows…?”

Based on the information given to me, the relationship between Cassice and Demillang is extremely ambiguous. Currently, the young master of Demillang is Cassice, but because Cassice has a weak heart, no one knows how long he can remain as the young master.

But there is also no talent to replace Cassice. That’s why the patriarch hates Cassice but can’t discard him. And despite being a useless cripple, he feels that Cassice is threatening his position.

The patriarch doesn’t want his power taken away. In short, to the patriarch, Cassice is not a grandson but a beast coveting his position. And that being just told him that I know his information network.

‘Then you’d self-destruct your own forces, right?’

It was a lecture on making your own forces doubt themselves and breaking down your information network.

‘It’s easy, right?’

There are ways to monitor or assassinate me inside Areah Academy, but at least it’s clear that the patriarch’s professional information network cannot be openly deployed. Because internal personnel can go out, but outsiders are prohibited from entering.

‘If not now, when would I draw aggro?’

Of course, the patriarch also has a brain, so he will suspect why Cassice revealed this fact.

But what can you do? I haven’t planted my forces there. Even if you tear apart and interrogate your forces, there’s no reason. I just said it because I wanted to.

What to do.

‘Throwing the enemy camp into chaos is the basics of military strategy.’

I stood up from my seat with a smile.

“If you’re done speaking, may I get up now?”

The patriarch glared at me, but I elegantly performed an aristocratic salute and turned around. It was a success in delivering a truly Cassice-like blow.

And as time passed, the sun set and dawn arrived.

“You’re here?”

I smiled at Ryuseong, who entered “our” room decorated in a modern white and black style befitting the White Tiger dormitory, late at dawn.

Ryuseong seemed to have frozen in the shadowy spot as soon as he heard my greeting, perhaps thinking I would be asleep, but well, that didn’t matter.

What’s important is that he and I are about to spend our first night together.

Ah, of course, as roommates.

There’s not a hint of ulterior motive. Really.

‘…Probably?’

Anyway, I sat on the edge of Ryuseong’s bed, crossing my legs and narrowing my eyes. I had been waiting for this night with anticipation. I intended to receive ample compensation for the night I spent waiting for this mischievous guy.

“Leaving me alone on the first night. How sad.”

“You… why do you say it like that?”

“Say what? It’s you, Ryuseong, who made your roommate who was waiting innocently feel lonely…”

Eventually, with the sound of heavy luggage being put down, Ryuseong walked out from the shadowed area as if he couldn’t take it anymore.

Perhaps he had been training until dawn, but he was wearing a black martial arts uniform that was an exquisite mix of techwear and hanbok, and whenever the sweaty, well-built man approached, it felt like hot heat was emanating. The air, heated and sizzling, seemed to affect me just by his approach.

It was a stimulus that was even harder to endure because Cassice Demillang’s natural body temperature was as cold as a snake.

‘Ah, is this why the original Cassice hated it so much when Ryuseong approached him?’

I’m loving it though. Thinking that, I smiled brightly at Ryuseong who came close. Ryuseong was absorbing me with an inscrutable gaze, as if contemplating something. Then he reached out his hand.

More precisely, he stretched out and grabbed the area around my neck as if about to crush something. And he gently rubbed the skin.

‘…Oh?’

Wherever he touched, body heat poured out. Ryuseong’s grip was hot enough to inflict a burn on me. His gesture seemed like a forceful caress or a struggle to suppress the urge to strangle my neck.

Perhaps it could be a threat, but.

“…”

He was looking down at me, literally feeling threatened by me. It’s an emotion hard to express in words or writing, but it can only be known up close.

The one who can take my breath away is Ryuseong, but the one who carries the fear is also Ryuseong.

“…Why don’t you avoid it?”

“Because I’m curious what you’re thinking.”

It was much more enjoyable than I imagined, so I spoke immediately without leaving any room. Then Ryuseong seemed at a loss for words.

“Do you, do you think that even makes sense? I’m…”

“It’s just a whim. Anyone can do it. Just like you.”

As I playfully tapped his shin with my toes and whispered with a rhythm as if reciting a verse, he twisted his handsome face.

My, even this is erotic. I can’t give up. And from that moment, strength entered his grip. The rough fingers with protruding joints began to fiercely twist around my throat, and at the same time as the sensation of being tightly squeezed, a hot temperature that seemed to inflict a burn covered me, making it hard to breathe…

Ah, I didn’t know you had this kind of taste.

“If you’re going to do it, do it properly.”

“―What?”

If I could get a chance to scr*w Ryuseong, there was nothing I couldn’t match to his taste.

I’ve lived promiscuously for several years, you think I can’t handle you alone?

I arrogantly flashed a smile to make him flustered, then pulled his collar. And I dragged him to where I was. Was he startled by the unexpected act? Or did he want it too.

‘He could have definitely avoided it.’

He fell on top of me.

Defenseless, yet feral.

Blue eyes that seemed to sink their fangs in if given the slightest opening. A glint in the eyes like a bird of prey. I don’t know if that’s the light reflected from me or his share.

‘The only thing certain is that I’ll be riding on top of you.’

The bed that received the two men creaks. I, with my arms wrapped around Ryuseong’s broad and thick back, pulled his upper body further down and whispered to him like a cunning snake luring a human with the fruit of sin.

“If you let me go all the way, you can ruin me as you please.”

For a moment, silence flows.

“You, do you know what you’re saying…?”

“If I don’t, it would be difficult to call myself an adult, right?”

Unlike me who was giggling and laughing because it was funny, Ryuseong seemed confused.

“Wasn’t your family’s tradition strict?”

“Yes, but it’s not like I don’t have the desire to deviate. The reason for pursuing celibacy is to preserve the bloodline, but between men, there’s no conception, so it’s convenient.”

“…”

It wasn’t for nothing that Logan Esteban mentioned enjoyment. In classical times, noble bloodlines secretly considered it a virtue to have intercourse with men rather than risk the burden of sleeping with women.

I was going to use this custom to ride on top of Ryuseong while maintaining Cassice’s character.

Just when it seemed like understanding had finally dawned on Ryuseong’s face, the grip that had loosened began to suffocate my neck again. Ryuseong had a face that was bleached expressionless, as if the distortion he had shown before was a lie. As he strangled my neck in that state, it seemed like he truly harbored murderous intent.

Yeah. This guy isn’t just a gentle protagonist.

He has a terribly strange personality, befitting a novel protagonist close to the cider path.

‘Of course, for a cider path, it’s a novel with an enormous amount of sweet potatoes…’

Still, my promiscuous life in the present wasn’t for nothing. Of course, this body is the epitome of innocence, but I, as a person, was originally someone who enjoyed all sorts of plays in various aspects.

So I was looking up at Ryuseong’s mischievous coquetry with sparkling eyes.

“…Ha.”

Suddenly, Ryuseong had a moment of clarity.

More precisely, he abruptly released his grip, twisted his expression into a mess, then covered his face and sighed. And he raised his body that had been crushing me.

As he moved away, a sudden chill hit me. I tilted my head, unable to accept the rapidly changing situation, but Ryuseong was different. As if frightened by me, he took a step back and ran into the bathroom.

…Hmm. This is probably that, right?

‘He got scared on his own after trying something too rough from the beginning and ran away?’

I guess I didn’t consider the delicate glass heart of a novice enough. While I was lost in thought about how to make Ryuseong feel at ease, only the sound of water pouring could be heard from the bathroom.