The Goddess Is Obsessed With Me [Complete]

Chapter 52

Swoosh - !

The curtains that blocked the sunlight are pulled away, and the bright flash that comes in makes me squint.

The strong sunlight, feeling like a weight pressing down, pulls my consciousness up from the abyss, and I get up from the bed in a daze.

"Good morning, Harold! Let's do our best today!"

Erina's refreshing voice greeting me in the morning was the cause of my awakening.

"Uh .. Yeah ..."

Still not fully awake, I reply lazily and stretch, but ...

"?! "

The moment I see her, wearing thin clothing that almost reveals her skin, my mind becomes instantly clear, as if splashed with cold water.

"Well... last night was good, and... I'm sorry..."

Reading my face, Erina blushes, making me realize that what happened last night was real.

Whooosh - !

With the heat rushing to my face, embarrassing memories from last night flash through my mind.

I definitely became intimate with Erina...

No miraculous intervention or interruption occurred this time, and unable to resist her, we ended up together.

" Hmm ~ Hmm ~ Hmm ~ "

Perhaps because of that, she seemed especially cheerful today, humming a tune with every light step.

"Ah... "

But unlike Erina's mood, my emotions were utterly miserable.

It wasn't my fault... I was the victim... but the chaotic scene from yesterday weighs heavily on me.

The passionate moments, the overwhelming sense of emptiness and guilt, come flooding back.

"Ugh...!"

I groan, and it sounds like something a zombie would make.

The cold, rational part of me was criticizing my actions.

On one hand, I felt embarrassed; on the other, I felt wronged. My emotions were so complex that I couldn't describe them.

But one thing was clear: I wanted to cry.

I blamed my inability to resist her, and I just wanted to hit the ground and scream in frustration.

"Harold, don't make that face."

Erina, sensing my distress, gently comforts me.

"You did nothing wrong. It was all my doing."

She leans into me, closes her eyes, and whispers with a gentle smile.

"I love your kind heart, which always takes the blame, even when it's not your fault."

"Harold, you're not at fault, so cheer up."

Hearing that, I take a deep breath and try to calm my mind. It wasn't easy, but I was familiar with such complex and unpleasant emotions and knew how to deal with them.

"Mm..."

I try to calm myself and shake off negative thoughts. Although I haven't fully recovered, and a bitter taste remains, I'm okay.

"Shall we go for breakfast?"

I agree with a forced smile and get out of bed. However, a sudden thought hits me.

'How should I explain this to Eleona...?'

The thought makes me anxious again.

"Harold? Why that complicated expression again?"