Obey Me - chapter 139

The first day passed by without much trouble. With Debbie’s guidance, she went around the mansion once and checked the part to be managed, and it was already dark. Nathaniel was next to Kyrie the whole time.

“You’re now the owner of this house, so you have to take care of the mansion.”

Kyrie said so and gave a hint. Nathaniel tends to value responsibility for dignity and role, and the management of a mansion is usually the role of the hostess.

By the way, is it possible to treat Nataniel as a hostess?

[I will.]

However, Nathaniel, who has no stereotype about gender roles, readily listened to her without any signs of discomfort. Looking around the floor, the domain of servants, it seemed like he was playing a very strange prank, it seemed strange that he had to take care of something.

After that, all she did was fall asleep as if she was dead after the day. In her sleep, Kyrie felt Nathaniel sighing and putting her arm which was out of the blanket, beautifully inward.

It was morning when she opened her eyes.

Kyrie felt a new sense of unfamiliarity when she opened her eyes, it was not a wild forest that she opened her eyes. And she realized how grateful she was to have a partner that says, “Good morning.”

Nathaniel was sitting by the window as usual. The side view immersed in seeing the rain was as beautiful as the picture. The unshakable blue eyes gently directed somewhere outside the window.

Kyrie was a little surprised that he was wearing a white shirt without a coat. His posture was definitely a little lazy, unlike before. The reason was not difficult to guess. Since he knows manners, he must have tried to maintain a stylish and sophisticated outfit like a “guest” so far. But this is his “house”….

Kyrie, who thought that far, hugged the rustling blanket and laughed.

[You woke up.]

It seemed that Nathaniel noticed the moving air. Kyrie felt somehow better when she saw Nathaniel smiling faintly over the blanket she hugged.

“What did you do all night?”

[Like a ten-year-old, I was just watching the sleeping princess.]

“Oh, my.”

Kyrie giggled. As soon as her voice squeaked, Nathaniel poured water and handed it to her. Kyrie received it and drank it, and then dug back into the blanket.

‘It’s nice to have a bed.’

It was an excellent choice to hire Debbie. Smelling this delicious smell of sunlight from the blanket in the ownerless room. It was a warmth that she didn’t want to escape. There was nothing special to do, so she thought it would be okay to stay in bed the whole time. It’s been like that all the time since she gained power, but now she really feels relaxed.

‘Why? Is it because I have Nathaniel?’

She didn’t think anyone else would have felt the same way. She is greedy, and she would not have been as satisfied as she is now unless she was the only one for herself.

Kyrie wiggled under the blanket and looked up like a rabbit in surprise when she saw Nathaniel bring washing water inthe golden basin.

“What’s that?”

[You said you wouldn’t have a servant]

“But you don’t have to attend me…….”

Nathaniel lifted the blanket near her feet without listening to her. When he saw two white legs on a wide bed, Nathaniel paused for a moment, but he soon skillfully placed the basin next to him and wrapped her feet around with his hands.

“Nathaniel!”

Kyrie was embarrassed and shouted low. Nobles should not show their feet recklessly. Kyrie is now out of that custom, and her opponent is Nathaniel, not ‘unintentionally’, but the sensation of a man’s wet hands stroking her feet was unfamiliar.

[Don’t make a fuss]

“Even so, why feet?”

[I’m going to go up, so it’s okay]

“What?!”

[Your face]

“Oh, of course..….”

Embarrassed Kyrie pouted.

“Even so, this is a bit…….”

His hand caressing her feet was solemn and slow. Kyrie, who watched it, seemed to understand a little why God made Nataniel so arrogant and strong. The way he washes her feet is strangely erotic.

When Kyrie couldn’t do anything and wiggled her toes, Nathaniel smiled gently with a natural face.

[Why?]

“Don’t you think so? It’s not my face, it’s my feet…….”

[Who cares. I’m ten years old]

Right. He had this kind of personality.  Kyrie had triangular eyes and hurriedly crouched down on her legs.

“I’m going to wake up.”

[Oh, that’s too bad]

At first glance, it was a simple answer as if it had nothing to do with it, but the gaze still remained where the legs were. Kyrie’s face heated up. She reached out her hand and scattered her mist with her magic, and Nathaniel gave a low smile and walked away.

After that, they had a late breakfast. Unlike before, when he was drinking wine or sitting at the same table, Nathaniel began pretending to eat. Kyrie knew that it was to match her so that it wasn’t awkward. Anyway, there was no roommate who only drank wine in her memory

“You don’t have to overdo it.”

[I just didn’t do it because I was lazy.]

If so, then Kyrie nodded and turned around.

It was a very good decision to eat outside because the weather was good. The garden in autumn was colorful, and the sun was cozy enough not to sting. She only spent a day, but Kyrie seemed to like this mansion already.

When she turned her head, Nathaniel stared at her quietly with his small eyelashes down. Kyrie smiled brightly.

“When winter comes, the garden will be beautiful.”

[Come to think of it, it’s winter soon]

“If there is a lot of snow, will we have a snowball fight? I also like to skate. Make a snowman…”

After listening to everything Kyrie said, Nataniel smiled and said [Yes]. It was a low voice that made her heart tremble for no reason. Kyrie turned the word around without knowing.

“And… I need to learn magic. Can you teach me? You said you learned magic from Vallabriga, so I think you’ll be good at teaching.”

[I thought Leschaux taught you a lot.]

“That’s right.”

[You want to learn more?]

“Yes.”

Kyrie replied without hesitation. Nathaniel tapped the table with the tip of his fingernail and remained silent. Kyrie caught his eye in a straight posture. It wasn’t long before he smiled softly.

[If that’s your choice.]

It’s an attitude that doesn’t seem to be a big deal. Kyrie also drank tea casually. The quiet and peaceful morning hours were filled with comfortable silence.

Kyrie was holding a teacup, and she looked at the man in front of her with a sigh.

As she felt his magic, she realized one thing.  The point is that Nathaniel is very, very close to the ‘high place’. If she looks carefully, she will be overwhelmed by an unknown force. If she ignores the sensation and keeps staring, she will be engulfed in an unidentified darkness and even eat your consciousness.

‘Like now.’

When Kyrie’s pupils showed signs of loosening, Nathaniel reached out and covered her eyes.

[You’re not supposed to look into things like that.]

Kyrie gently nodded under Nataniel’s hand.

“Now I know why MarryAnne was so afraid of you.”

[Then be more careful.]

“But you’re too handsome to take my eyes off.”

Nathaniel flinched a little.

“And wouldn’t it make me less afraid if you knew?”

Kyrie grabbed Nathaniel’s hand. He had an unknown look on his face. Kyrie tilted her head.

“Why?”

Nathaniel lowered his gaze.

[Because I’m scared.]

“What?”

[[I knew you are the type of person who likes to stick your head in dangerous places]

“You’re talking too much.”

[That was my problem back then, so it didn’t matter. But now I’m seriously concerned about how you’ll endanger yourself in another creative way.]

He said it lightly like a joke, but it must be a serious problem for him. He doesn’t say meaningless things. Kyrie tilted her head.

“But, aren’t I pretty strong now?”

[Among humans.]

“How strong should I be?”

[I don’t know about that]

Nathaniel lowered his eyes. Kyrie waited for Debbie to pour the tea, then lifted the teacup with both hands and looked at Nathaniel.

“Will it be okay if I become as strong as Leschaux?”

[Kyrie. Leschaux may be stronger than humans, but there are many stronger than him in the world]

“What’s the probability that those strong ones will bother me?”

[It won’t be that high]

“Hmm.”

Kyrie decided not to care about the problem anymore. Even if she became as strong as Nathaniel, she thought he would still worry about her. And it’s not a matter of strength and weakness, it’s a matter of mind.

Kyrie smiled and lowered the teacup.

“People call it a concern. And you’ll always be there for me anyway, so it’s okay, right?”

[That’s right]

Nathaniel nodded surprisingly coolly. If Kyrie says she woke up early because of the bright  sun in the east, he was like a person who would threaten the sun and make it rise in the west from tomorrow. Kyrie giggled and smiled awkwardly.

“There’s one place we must stop by.”

Bund had moved to a village under the foot of the mountain. The house was quite spacious, and it seemed that a servant was hired. Perhaps he changed his job, but he was working on selling the harvests of woodcutters and hunters.

When Kyrie, who wore a robe, and Nathaniel, who looked like a boy, approached the large workshop, Bund recognized the two with his side eyes and ran with a big smile.

“Miss Rie!”

“How have you been? You look busy.”

“I’m always doing well. I’m still busy because I’ve opened a new business, but it’s getting organized.”

After finishing his speech, Bund looked at Nathaniel holding Kyrie’s hand. Looking down at the beautiful noble boy, who packed shorts, knee socks, suspenders, and krabat, he smiled affectionately.

“Son… isn’t it Mr Nathaniel?”

Kyrie was a little surprised. Bund winked.

“There are many mystical things in the mountains. If you ask and complain, you can’t live in the mountains.”

Nathaniel smiled, and Bund guided the two to a family house attached to the back. On the way, Nathaniel whispered.

[It’s pretty good.]