I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents

Chapter 145: I Don't Know Why You're Here.

Vivian Platonis.

For me, she was nothing less than a benefactor.

During the dark times when I was branded as the Hero Killer, she was the one who kindly accepted me, despite the harsh treatment I was destined to receive wherever I went.

There existed a fear that could not be covered even by the affection born from such gratitude.

Perhaps fearing that I, too, might end up like those who died by her hand, I hesitated to approach her rashly.

"Why are you standing like that? Uh, maybe the smell hasn't completely gone away...?"

"No, it's not that. But still, to continue being in such attire is, perhaps, problematic..."

Being engulfed in the instincts of a man in such a situation might make it difficult to maintain the necessary distance in our relationship.

Therefore, I must resist.

Even though I haven't completely shaken off my feelings for her.

"Do you dislike this?"

Did she find my attempt to distance ourselves displeasing?

Vivian, clutching the towel tightly, began to speak with an anxious voice towards me.

"...Huh?"

"Well, that's because I-I've been staying in my room all the time. I've put on a lot of weight..."

Vivian, with her arms directed under her chest.

Her ample chest visibly swayed, and a deep cleavage formed, capturing my gaze.

In the deep darkness that seemed endless to the naked eye... the moment you let go even slightly, all focus would concentrate there, possibly leading to the loss of reason.

"...Do you really dislike it? This chubby body of mine."

"No, not at all. I don't think that way!"

At the end of her unbelievable statement, I quickly gathered my wits and vehemently protested.

It wasn't a lie.

Objectively, it wasn't that she had put on weight, but that she had developed where it counted.

If only she took care of herself not to look tired and hunched from staying up all night, she could easily be considered a beauty, just like Airi or Merilyn.

"I-it's good. In fact, I prefer it if it's on the larger side..."

Above all, she was kind and gentle to me.

Considering she appreciated everything I did for her and dedicated herself to her research, she was exactly my type based on those aspects alone.

"Do you like it...?"

"...Yes, I like it."

After revealing my feelings a bit too honestly, I belatedly realized what I had said and felt as though I was choking.

To say I like it in front of a naked woman. Isn't that essentially harassment?

"...H-hehe."

But unlike me, who realized I had crossed a line, Vivian showed no sign of feeling burdened by my words.

The smile on her lips and the flush on her cheeks indicated she had taken my words positively.

"So, that's how it is. Men really do like this kind of thing..."

"...Um, excuse me, Mr. Housekeeper."

"Have you ever thought about that while staying with me?"

"Wh-what?"