It happened when I turned 10 in my second life.
It was then that I found the little villain whom the protagonist of the novel had to save.
In novels when there are villains and supporting characters, it is usual to help them, whether it is the prota...
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I was afraid of crying because of the suffocating pressure that was pressing on me so I was trying to endure it.
'This place surly was inside the temple right? So the duke have no right to control the people here'
If I obediently ride the car , he would obviously keep me locked up so I had to fight now
"Hooh, you're really bothering me from the top of my head"
The boy's long shadow fell over my head, his eyes hiding in the darkness flickering their blood-red color
I had the idea of keeping a safe distance between us, but my body stopped as if I was a herbivore setting in front a carnivore.
'Right'
'I'm going to get hit! '
I grit my teeth instinctively,
"Do you think I'll ignore it if you put on such a cute expression on your face? "
'Eh? '
The boy's palm that was supposed to hit me was resting on my cheek
Then he started rubbing my 10-year-old's soft and flexible cheek as if he was kneading dough
"Ah! ouch! it hurts , it hurts "
"This is painful , of course you should suffer, you are punished"
'No, first of all why is the hand of a 15-year-old boy so rough.'
Why do these incredibly long and delicate hands carry iron nails? A child's soft cheek was being rubbed with it as punishment, like kissing a father's beard.
"Do you know how upset I was when you disappeared?"
"So you didn't have to look after me, ouch!!"
"Say that again come on say that again"
my tears fell when he grabbed both my cheeks and accelerated the rubbing process
