I Met the Male Lead in Prison - Chapter 240

– What he does is a beast. Don’t you think so, Nyang?

Then, Pudding, who had been quiet until now, said a word inside me.

– No matter how the Roses have good stamina, Nyang! To not sleep…….

‘Quiet.’

I quickly covered Pudding’s mouth and turned my head.

The kid next door looked like she was asking when did Ricdorian come out, but she seemed to think that she just hadn’t seen him pass by.

Rather, it seemed that Ricdorian’s face was engulfed in a gaze that showed he did not want to think about anything else.

“I’m going in.”

“Ah…… What? Yes! Sister. Then next time.”

The kid next door couldn’t even say goodbye. Because I couldn’t listen anymore.

“Uwaah, Ri…… Ricdorian!”

Before I knew it, my feet were floating in the air. He looked at me with eyes that were still sleepy.

“You can’t just move around.”

Black hair, now almost indigo, swayed gently, covering his pure white forehead.

“…… You were overworked yesterday.”

A voice that seemed to be scratching from the back of his throat penetrated my ears.

“You should get more rest.”

It’s clearly a whisper of concern, but how can it sound so erotic?

I groaned.

“Don’t whisper right in my ear like that.”

“But …… Iana. You like my voice. Especially when I just wake up. It’s ra…….”

“Stop.”

I quickly covered his mouth. Then I patted him on the bare shoulder. He was obviously trying to say ‘racy’. This man.

“That’s something you can’t say in front of the kids. Then I’ll go first. The man in my house is like this.”

The student next door stopped nodding blankly and quickly bowed to me while saying ‘ah, please go in!’.

Before she could even finish her words, Ricdorian moved on.

***

Yoon Jiah, a high school student from South Korea, blinked her eyes. It was as if the incident from a while ago had been etched into her retinas.

With her mouth, she muttered in her dialect, like a habit, “Oh my God, my dear,”.

It was also her habit when she was surprised.

“It’s always amazing to see.”

That handsomeness be bussin today. She muttered, mixing a lot of slang that a teenager would use.

Her mother nags her to stop saying bad words, but this kind of admiration always comes out after seeing the beauty of the people living next door.

It’s been this way ever since they moved in next door to her one day.

One day, they appeared without a rumor and were living a quiet life, unknown what they were doing.

Especially ‘Lee Ana.’ Is Ana the last name or the first name? She couldn’t guess how old the woman was.

She thought Lee Ana was the same age as her brother and going to college, but she said it wasn’t like that.

Actually, it was because Iana herself didn’t even remember how old she was or what kind of person she was while she was in this place. But this was strange for Yoon Jiah

“I have to go and tell the others.”

She was a little more brash and talkative than the others, and she was usually interested in gossip.

In particular, if she knew someone who has more celebrity-like beauty than celebrities, wouldn’t it be a great pride to her peers?

But as soon as she thought so, her expression soon turned hazy.

Then she shook her head gently. Her hair, which was tied up, came loose. Yoon Jiah tilted her head.

‘Oh, what was I thinking just now?’

She blinked her eyes, looked down at her hand, and sighed.

“Oh, I hate going to school.”

She completely forgot about the house next door she had been staring at just a moment ago, not caring as if she couldn’t see it.

And walked straight ahead.

In her mind, everything about the mysterious people next door had been forgotten.

It was going to be like this until she saw them again.

As it has been for the past year or so.

***

“In the world I was in, 18 is an adult, Iana.”

I turned my head away as I sat down. Then, I almost spit out the water I was drinking.

“That…… Putting aside what you just said, Ricdorian. What the hell is that…… you’re wearing?”

Ricdorian was wearing an apron on his bare skin. Fortunately, he was wearing pants…….

The pants were very good-fitting jeans that I bought a while ago. I felt full of luxury because my eyes were so indulged.

Looking at his slender and strong curves, he seemed to have jumped out of a famous foreign jeans billboard.

‘I like the face much better this way.’

RIcdorian tilted his head while holding the frying pan.

“You don’t like it?”

“I like it very much, no. Where the hell did you learn to say that?”

After thinking about my question for a while, Ricdorian immediately gave a refreshing answer.

“The guardian of the Red Rose said that.”

He shrugged his shoulders. With a very innocent face.

“If Iana looked at me and I looked like this, she would go crazy…….”

“Pudding!”

I jumped up from my seat. It sounded like the cry of an animal saying ‘from somewhere!’. It won’t be an illusion.

The guardian deity, who sensed the crisis, quickly pulled himself out.

However, as it flew and crawled to get in the palm of my hand, I felt a soft sensation in my hand. So I stretched out my hand.

“You must have tried to run away.”

– What? Nyang? Who wants to run away?

“I saw you move quickly.”

– This body is not running away!

Pudding that had been held in the air was quickly denied.

– I, I just wanted to take a nap, Nyang!

“Under the sofa?”

– …….

The small snow leopard, sweating profusely and avoiding my eyes, held out the large jelly paws in front of me.

– Hu, human! There is a misunderstanding! Nyang! It’s not what this body told him, Nyang! The Red Rose listened to this body’s self-talk on its own. Nyang!

Ricdorian couldn’t hear Pudding when it was inside me, but when it came out like this, he could hear it If Pudding consciously blocked it, it seemed that Ricdorian couldn’t hear it, but Pudding didn’t.

In the end, the culprit was still this little snow leopard.

– Let, let go of this! Nyang!

As soon as my hands loosened, Pudding struggled. But my hands were faster than that.

“Where are you going?”

A blue energy rose from my fingertips to prevent Pudding from escaping.

“You said something useless last time, didn’t you?”

– Ouch, Ouch! It hurts! This is animal abuse, Nyang! It’s a violation of the Animal Protection Act, Nyang!

“You must be a pet for that. And I’m sorry, spirits like you don’t fall under the Animal Protection Act, right? You’ve been watching TV all day!”

– It is unfair! I feel pain. Nyang!

As I literally pinched Pudding’s cheeks and stretched them out.

I suddenly left Pudding and jumped up. Not only me, but Ricdorian, who was holding the cooking utensils, was also looking at one place.

Our gaze was directed to the full-length mirror located in the living room.

The mirror rippled like the cross section of a wave, then drew waves like a lake where a stone was thrown.

Before long, something popped out of the wave. It was as if the mirror was spitting out what it had swallowed.

I put down Pudding and hurriedly headed to the mirror.

There was a piece of parchment under the mirror. To be precise, it was a neatly folded letter envelope.

What was written on the outside of the envelope was a very familiar handwriting.

[“To Sister”]

I looked at it with nostalgic eyes and lowered my eyes with a small smile.

“It’s Francia.”

It was a letter from Francia, from another world.

[“Hello Sister? How are you?”]

Her handwriting was as cheerful as her personality.

[“This time it was my turn to send a letter, so I wrote it quickly, The Yellow Rose’s turn seems to be coming along, but I don’t know why mine feels so slow!”]

As I read the letter, longing came flooding back.

I’ve only been there for about 5 years at most, but it’s a place where I met someone I’ll be with for the rest of my life.

A world where my other roses live and breathe.

I closed and opened my eyes and pushed the pieces of longing away.

“The world over there seems to be going well without any problems.”

After reading all of Francia’s letters, I muttered a little, and then Ricdorian, who had come closer before I knew it, nodded.

As he wrapped his firm arms around me.

“That’s a relief.”

I burst into laughter at the arms that wrapped around me.

“Can you say that, Grand Duke? Today, your wizard will be busy acting as your substitute.”

More than a year after coming here, God showed his last mercy and allowed us to communicate with the world over there by letter.

Although not often, of course, it is limited to two roses and an envelope to each.

Since the envelope was always filled, it was not difficult to find out what was going on over there.

Grand Duke Hernim’s family was currently led by his aide and Archmage, Jaire.

With the cooperation of Francia and Lenag, who are closest to Ricdorian’s, the vassals seemed to have their own understanding.

I don’t know how long this will last though.

They will do their best in each position.

“Jaire says his hair is about to fall out.”

“I’m sure he knows how to make hair grow.”

“…… Can you say that?”

Ricdorian just smiled silently. I couldn’t find any lingering feelings on his face, so I smiled awkwardly for a while, then patted his arm.

“He is in charge of Hernim, in this situation where we don’t know when we’ll be back.”

“Yes.”

“It may take a very long time.”

“Yes.”

“I don’t know how time will flow on that side and this side in the future. On the other hand, well, Jaire might never see you.”

Ricdorian’s bright smile did not seem to be erased. I let out a small sigh and drew a similar smile.

“Alright.”

If you are satisfied. He seemed quite content with the situation.

‘Really, this serious.’

I don’t hate him like this, so maybe I’m seriously ill too.

I turned my head to the letter.

In fact, in the letter she gave earlier, there was also a story about Domulet. She seemed reluctant to comment about the rest of Domulit, but it was the information I asked for.

Even now, Domulit, like Hernim, lost its master and all of the blood relatives. They were on the verge of disintegration and collapse.

However, right before it collapsed, someone brought a small child, saying that it was Domulit’s bloodline. So the vassals united around the child and barely managed to keep it from collapsing.

The small child used to be occasionally seen near Chaser. I knew while reading the child’s description.

The warlock, Marshmel.

I didn’t know why he was determined to protect Domulit. I could only guess there was a contract between the two.

In the end, it was said that both Hernim and Domulit families were maintained by loyal subordinates.

I shook my head and tried to finish the letter from Francia. Then, at the end of the letter, I found a few very small words.

It was so small that I wouldn’t have noticed it if I hadn’t seen it a second time.

[“Sister, I think I am too kind. Phew. When I tried to send a letter, they looked at me so pitifully, so I decided to show mercy for once.]

[…… what. The other one also put my letter in their turn.]

[Anyway! I put it in! That one too!]

I didn’t know what she meant, but I soon figured it out. A small piece of paper came out from among the piles of Francia’s letters.

It was a small size close to a memo. A size I might have overlooked if I hadn’t rummaged through.

Turning the card over, I saw neat writing laid out diagonally.

The moment I read the contents of the card, I burst into laughter.

[Your milestone is always there.]