Trying To Survive as the Main Antagonist by: BK1235

Chapter Seventeen:

The next day...
Noril had his hand over his mouth as he thought about the many times Valen had kissed him.
"Valen Romenza, that damn pervert, he has no common sense at all," Noril thought.
They were back in the carriage and making their way home. The head priest wanted Mikail to stay longer, but Mikail didn't see a need for it since he had gotten what he had come for. Mikail looked to his left, where the Duke sat. He saw his flushed cheeks and expression as he thought deeply.
"Dad, what's wrong," Mikail asked with a tilt of his head.
"It's nothing, don't worry, Mikail," he said with a smile.
"Could it be you're still thinking about last night, Noril," Valen said after coming closer to the carriage with his horse.
"Yeah, get closer so I can rip your lips off," The Duke said while clenching his fist.

Valen laughed, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "You're so adorable when you're flustered, you know that?"
Wilhelm and Ray cringed.
"Dad's not going to fall for his flirting right," they thought before looking at their father. "Ah, shit."

Noril's cheeks has reddened, and he shot Valen a glare. "Don't push your luck, you idiot," he warned.

Mikail, sensing the tension, glanced between his father and Valen. "You two are like an old married couple," he remarked innocently.
Wilhelm and Ray barely held back their laughs before Noril looked at Mikail in shock.
"Mikail, what are you saying? I don't like him, at all, it really doesn't look like that right," Noril asked.
"Duke Romenza, don't take advantage of how innocent my dad is," Mikail said with a glare.
"It's hard not to," Valen said while steering his horse.
Noril got annoyed at his remark as he turnt to him.
"Valen, let's have a spar with real swords," Noril said with a sinister grin.
"Noril, you're kinda scaring me?"
"Good."
"Geez, even thought I know he's angry, he's still so cute," Valen thought.
As they continued their journey back home, the tension in the carriage was palpable, but it was mixed with a strange sense of camaraderie and humor. Mikail watched the playful exchange between his father and Valen, feeling a mixture of amusement and concern.

"Dad, are you really going to spar with real swords?" Mikail asked, his eyes wide with curiosity.

"If so me and Ray. Are going to make bets," he thought.
Noril glanced at his son and softened his expression. "No, Mikail. I'm just teasing Valen," he said, though his sinister grin hadn't entirely faded.
"Damn it," Mikail thought

Valen, still steering his horse alongside the carriage, chuckled. "Noril wouldn't want to actually hurt me, right Noril?" he said, glancing back with a mock pleading look.

"That depends on how many more times you decide to steal kisses," Noril retorted, his tone light but with a hint of genuine warning.

Valen grinned. "I guess I'll have to be more careful then, even though you're so irresistible."

"The next time you try, I'll cut off your lips," Noril said.
"Scary, Noril."
The rest of the journey passed uneventfully, and soon they arrived at the Gruz estate. The familiar sight of the grand manor and its surrounding grounds brought a sense of relief to Noril. He felt a small measure of peace returning to his heart as they stepped out of the carriage.

Valen dismounted his horse and stretched. "Home sweet home," he said with a contented sigh.

Noril shot him a sideways glance. "You act like you live here," he muttered.

Valen smirked. "Maybe I should move in, make it official."
"Don't you dare," Wilhelm said.

Noril rolled his eyes with a sigh.
"You have your own estate why would you want to move here," Noril asked.
"To be closer to you," he said.
"You know what, I think we should spar with real swords," Noril stated nonchalantly.
"Eh, Noril, come on don't hate me okay."
"Dad, we'll let you guys continue flirting, come on Mikail let's go play," Ray said while picking up Mikail.
"Wait, I don't think we should leave Dad alone with this pervert," Mikail said.
"That's true, but I'm sure Dad can handle himself," Wilhelm said.
"But," Mikail said before being carried away.
Reynold ran towards the Duke with plead in his eyes.
"Reynold?"
"Duke Noril, your paperwork, it's piled up so much," he shouted.
Noril suddenly winced as he realized he'll be busy for the next few days. Valen saw his look and smirked as he grabbed his hand.  He pulled him towards him.
"I'll bring him back later, Reynold, we're going on a date," he said with a sly smirk.
"Hey, let go," Noril shouted before disappearing alongside the Duke.
Reynold stood there in shock.
"Duke Noril just got kidnapped by that Crazy bastard," he thought.
Valen and Noril appeared in an alleyway in the middle of a town in Noril's kingdom. Noril looked at him with a glare.
"Just what the hell is wrong with you," Noril shouted.
"I don't know, but I do know one thing, that look on your face when he told you about your work. You looked as if you would die and keel over right then and there," he said with a somber look.
"Valen?"
Valen pinned him to a wall.
"Just spend the rest of your day with me, they'll be fine until tomorrow. Okay, Noril?"
His face was close to Noril's as he leaned in at kissing distance. Noril put his hands on Valen ready to push him if he tried something. Noril's face was bright red and Valen leaned even closer and pinned his arms against the wall.
"Wait a minute," Noril said in higher pitch than his normal voice.
"Fuck, Noril," he thought as he felt he was unable to hold back.
"It's just an outing in your territory, just think of it as that, my darling Noril. After all, you need a break," he said while putting his forehead into Noril's shoulder instead of kissing him.
"Valen," Noril said.
"You're just so cute, and sexy, I want to to eat you up so bad. Just let me stay like this for a second to get myself under control. Seriously, if you do anything cute right now, I can't hold myself back. Hit me, if I do something okay."
Noril felt nervous while he stood there quietly while closing his eyes. His face still bright red.
"Fuck," Valen thought while glancing at his expression.
Noril's eyes opened slowly before Valen kissed his neck.
"H-hold on, Valen, what are you?"
Noril's heart was beating out of his chest. Valen tried to kiss him on the lips only for Noril to headbutt him.
"KNOCK IT OFF, YOU DAMN PERVERT," Noril yelled.
Valen rubbed his forehead, wincing from the impact. He looked at Noril, who was also holding his head, face flushed with embarrassment and anger.
"What was he thinking," Noril thought. Despite the pain, Valen couldn't help but chuckle.