Chapter 13

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"Don't move. I'll put some ointment on you."

Duchess Isabella looked at Vixen and Viola alternately for a while. Her eyes were not very emotional. Then, she moved her eyes to Xenon.

"That's interesting, Xenon."

"Right?"

Duchess Isabella smiled faintly.

"Xenon, as a butler, are you determined to serve the Sixth Princess?"

"Depart from my heart, that's my job."

Duchess Isabella nodded and went outside.

"Xenon, ointment."

"Here you go, Princess."

Viola began to slowly apply ointment to Vixen's back.

"You've been beaten up bad."

This cannot be expressed in the words of love since it's not really love.

"That's so mean."

How can a mother do this to her son?

"Ow, it stings!"

"Don't whine."

Whiplash doesn't hurt, but I see that it stings when I put on ointment for you, Vixen. Though I couldn't really understand because I'm upset about everything.

Viola carefully applied all the ointment.

Click, click.

She heard the sound of the clock ticking.

There was a moment of silence.

"I've been thinking, Viola."

"I think I should have been the one who knocks you down, too."

And the opposite was fine too.

"If I get hit by someone, I think I'd better get hit by you."

"Why?"

"It's just, I feel that way."

Arin, who was a reader, understood Vixen's words.

It was Vixen's own way of showing affection. His idea of affection was too brutal, but she understood it anyway.

Viola's eyes met with Vixen. He was smiling innocently.

"So, can't you just die, Viola? I'll kill you for sure. Hehehe."

There was affection in his voice. However, Vixen himself is not aware of this affection. Viola felt like she seriously screwed up somehow.

'It was heartbreaking and frustrating, but I had to do what I had to do.'

"Stop talking."

She said with a dull expression, controlling her innermost thoughts.

"Lie down."

"Why?"

"I'll put you to sleep."

Vixen tilted his head.

"Why?"

"Oppa, you can't sleep, isn't that right?"

Since she was possessed into this crazy world anyway, Viola decided to use all of her information as a reader.

"How did you know I couldn't sleep?"

"They say that insomnia runs in our family."

"Really?" Vixen opened her eyes round.

He looked at Xenon. It was as though he was asking, "Is that really so?"

I felt nervous, not confident if Xenon would understand what he must do.

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