Ch 26.4

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The power of alcohol’s so scary.

Alcohol removes all inhibitions and distorts normal judgement, unleashing various things inside us.

It’s simply a demon’s drink.

I have to be more careful in the future.

Every time I remember my drunk self from yesterday, I get the instant urge to knock my head against the wall, make my previous self reflect on my wrongs, and then preach to my previous self until he regains his senses.

I’ll just pretend that last night didn’t happen. Shove it to the back of my mind, along with all the other things that I should forget.

Nothing happened. Truly nothing. None of those thoughts of wanting to touch him, to have him touch me, to mutually pleasure ourselv—ahhh, stop!!!

Get a hold of yourself! Don’t go crazy! Return to your senses!

Thankfully, we’re still only at the stage of touching each other. I-it’s still safe. Barely safe… Maybe.

I have to make Alfred forget about everything that happened last night.

I have to insist that it’s just a dream

Now’s not the time yet. For me and Alfred.

We’ve both just been a little pent up these days. Then with our drunkenness last night, things got frisky, and the rest is history.

When I woke up, I noticed that the bed had already been cleaned, and… so was I. Meanwhile, Alfred’s already up and about, having readied everything.

The only qualm I have is that I’ve been stripped naked again.

This brat! Well, I’m thankful that he took off my dirty clothes and cleaned me up. That means nothing remains of the events that transpired last night. I also do feel a little apologetic that he had to shoulder all the cleaning. However, that’s a different matter altogether.

I wish he at least covered me with some cloth or something. That way, I wouldn’t have been so shaken upon waking up!

Because damn it! There’s no part of me that he hasn’t seen!

I feel ready to cry.

Once Alfred realizes that I have woken up, he rushes over to me, extreme delight written all over his face. And he kisses me.

He really hasn’t been showing restraint anymore these days!

He starts deepening the kiss, so I smack his head in a bid to stop him. Then his hand creeps to my side, which I pinch as hard as I can. Can never be too careful about that hand.

I vow not to drink too much in the future.

Lots of things happened along the way, but Grandfather’s birthday party ended in success.

During our entire travel back home in the carriage, Lian’s brother bursts into an incessant stream of complaints about how I left the venue without notice, about how he wasn’t able to dance with me when he had been looking forward to it. All the way until we reach the mansion.

But I properly excused myself to the host before returning to my room! Plus, I’m rather relieved that I didn’t have to dance with this pervert.

Another thing is that right before we departed from Grandfather’s mansion, Luzè told me, “Why does everyone favor you so much? Couldn’t you leave at least one person that will dote on me?! As I thought, I hate you! What’s so good about such an effeminate man with overly long eyelashes anyway?!!”

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