“Baby, where am I going...? Abandoning her...?”
‘I’m leaving? Abandoning this child? Me?’
It was ridiculous.
Unless Atra went crazy, that would never happen, and Atra wasn’t crazy right now.
If someone had suggested something like that, Atra would have beaten them up right away.
The words he had said to Lee Ha-yul were to teach Atra more.
He had only asked Lee Ha-yul for his opinion.
Somehow he had misunderstood that, Lee Ha-yul had a seizure and clung to Atra.
‘You stepped on a landmine...’
I don’t know why, but it really stimulated Lee Ha-yul’s trauma button.
As soon as Atra realized it, he immediately hugged Lee Ha-yul and brought him to his quarters. It was an action based on his intuition that Lee Ha-yul wouldn’t be able to calm down easily, no matter what.
In fact, even after some time had passed, Lee Ha-yul was still terrified and unable to calm down.
- Hehe...
Atra felt a cold sweat running down her body. She looked down at her product.
Pure white hair that did not feel a single impurity and a petite body that fit perfectly into her arms.
The body temperature transmitted from the skin that was stuck to her and the sweet smell that filled her nasal cavity.
Lee Ha-yul rushed to Atra and dug into her arms.
It was no wonder.
Lee Ha-yul really liked hugging people, so he was always hugged by Atra after training.
Also, even if it was not after training, Lee Ha-yul would hover around Atra and keep an eye on her.
When Atra caught that kind of atmosphere and slightly opened her arms, Lee Ha-yul smiled brightly like the sun rising and hugged Atra tightly.
[I'm sorry...]
He looked a lot different now.
He didn't laugh.
His face was buried in his flesh and he couldn't see it.
But the gloomy and decaying appearance and the sobbing coming from between her chest...
Her body, trembling as if soaked in fear, told her that Lee Ha-yool was absolutely not smiling.
[I was wrong...]
Kkuuk... The arms wrapped around her waist gained strength. She desperately clung to him, tightly pressing her body together and burying her face in his chest as if hiding it.
Her appearance was just like a puppy abandoned on a rainy day. Her hair had also lost its color and seemed to be hanging down.
Atra’s face darkened at the miserable atmosphere that made the viewer’s heart ache.
‘Why did it change like this...’
Atra’s eyes drooped and she examined the wing robe wrapped around her.
The blue color like a clear sky had disappeared, and the wing robe had become gloomy and cloudy as if covered with dark clouds.
It wrapped around Atra and Lee Ha-yool’s entire bodies. The wings were tightly wrapped around each other, squeezing each other. I pulled them lightly, but they wouldn’t come loose.
Actions filled with the intention of never letting go.
It was as if Atra thought that she would just mercilessly throw herself away and disappear.
That kind of attitude was very difficult for Atra.
[I’m sorry, Master!! I’m sorry! It was all my fault...!]
“No no no! I’m not trying to let go... No, I’m sorry...”
“Je-! Kkeuk! Smack, keuk, kruk...”
“Ahhh! Stop! Don’t talk...!”
Lee Ha-yool had a seizure at the action of tightly pulling on the wings. Suddenly, he gasped for breath as if he was about to vomit blood.
Atra just touched it because she was curious about why it was like that, but Lee Ha-yool seemed to have interpreted it as an action to get away from him.
Kkeukgigi...! The noise the necklace was making grew louder. Then, Artora was startled by the voice filled with desperation and hugged Lee Ha-yul tightly.
.
.
.
After completely embracing him for a while, Lee Ha-yul’s condition gradually improved.
[I’m sorry...]
He hadn’t fully recovered.
The sound itself had gotten lower, but the voice still resonated softly, soaked in desperation and fear.
“Where would your master go? I will always... always be by your side.”
He sat down with his back against the back of the bed and offered Lee Ha-yul his arms.
He pushed his chest out so that Lee Ha-yul could hug him more comfortably, and he kept holding Lee Ha-yul with both hands.
He stroked his silky, soft hair, tidying up the places that were about to get tangled, and patted him appropriately along his heartbeat as he went down his neck and back.
At the gentle touch that melted all the experiences he had accumulated so far, Lee Ha-yool’s emotions that had been trembling like a seizure subsided a little.
[Please don’t throw it away...]
‘Oh no.’
However, his chronic fear showed no sign of going away.
No matter how much he tried to coax and comfort him, he would just repeat like a parrot, saying that he was wrong and begging him not to throw it away.
“What did you do wrong? You didn’t do anything wrong. It was actually me who was wrong. I’m sorry for saying things that could be misunderstood...”
[That’s not true! It’s not the teacher’s fault!]
[It’s all my fault...!]
Lee Ha-yool shook his head strongly.
He desperately denied Atra’s apology and insisted that it was his fault.
It’s Atra’s fault? That can’t be right. If the teacher was wrong... So what do you want me to do?
You can’t just arbitrarily change someone else’s opinion.
Atra... What if the Master simply hated Lee Ha-yul because of a whim? If he just hated her for no reason... Lee Ha-yul can’t do anything about it.
So it has to be his own fault.
If it happened because Lee Ha-yul was bad and made a mistake, he can change and take action to fix it.
He can change and change himself.
But if it’s not his own problem but an external problem... What on earth can Lee Ha-yul do...
“Hmm...”
Artra didn’t understand such detailed psychology.
Instead, he guessed that there was a crack in the relationship of trust.
In short, it was because Lee Ha-yul didn’t trust Atra. It was an incident that occurred because Atra lost the belief that he wouldn’t abandon Lee Ha-yul.
In that case, he had to rebuild the relationship of trust...
What should he do? How should he give her trust?
‘... Trust?’
Atra, who had been pondering this, suddenly narrowed his eyes.
The words of the red-haired woman who had been carrying a scar on her back and whining came to mind.
The story of a knight bragging about his skills and stealing his disciple’s lips.
I listened while holding back the anger that was rising inside me, so my memory is intact.
The moment Hong Yeon-hwa pressed her lips together, Lee Ha-yool’s eyes opened and his voice opened.
‘... ... ’
My head spun around for a moment.
Lee Ha-yool’s phenomenon, presumed to be a curse. Side effects of it. The harm caused by Hong Yeon-hwa, proof of the phenomenon. The teacher and the disciple, their age, Lee Ha-yool’s reaction...
... In fact, Artra was feeling resentful.
No, abandoning his disciple? Does Lee Ha-yool really think of Artra as that kind of person?
How much I cared for and loved him, and yet he feels such insecurity...
The more I thought about it, the more I felt a little annoyed.
Artra took action.
“The very idea of abandoning someone is ridiculous. Who would abandon whom... ”
He carefully grabbed Lee Ha-yul’s head buried in his arms and slowly pulled him out of his arms.
“Right, good...”
As if his actions had sparked anxiety, Lee Ha-yul shivered, and as he tried to soothe and comfort him, he pulled his face away from his arms, only to see his face in disarray.
His bangs were soaked with cold sweat and his breathing was rapid.
His narrow, unfocused eyes were red, and tears like chicken poop were still dripping down.
Even in such a ruined state, his beauty stood out, a deceptive appearance.
Rather, it seemed as if pitifulness and regret were added to set people’s hearts on fire with a sense of betrayal.
That fueled Atra’s determination.
Atra’s hand moved.
With one hand, he grabbed the back of Lee Ha-yul’s head and tilted his head back, and with the other hand, he lightly grabbed Lee Ha-yul’s cheek.
He lowered his face just like that.
[Huh? Huh? Ah? Ah?]
Lee Ha-yool's body jerked.
A ray of consciousness appeared in his mind that was burning with fear and consumed by terror.
A shadow fell over his face. His master's face gradually... came closer to mine. The distance narrowed.
Lee Ha-yool struggled.
[Ah, no...]
I can't... I should only kiss with the person I'm going to marry...
The voice that was about to continue suddenly stopped.
His struggles also stopped.
Fear surged at the thought that if he refused, his master would hate him even more.
Atra, master. An adult who cherishes me and protects me.
I don't want to be abandoned by someone like that.
I don't want to be hated either.
I should refuse... but I couldn't bring myself to refuse.
In the end, the only resistance Lee Ha-yool could muster was to close his narrowed eyes tightly, as if he were escaping from reality like an idiot.
- Sigh...
"... ... !"
Even that was called the road.
Their faces were covered.
The bridges of their noses touched and their breaths mixed together.
The moist and soft lips rubbed against each other.
- Thump!
At that moment, Lee Ha-yool's heart pounded loudly.
It was different from a normal heartbeat. It was a feeling I had felt once before. A strange sensation spread through his body like waves.
And, Atra, whose eyes were open, could see.
Light was shining on his dark gray eyes, and his pupils were focused on something he didn't know where to go.
Atra's figure was clearly captured in Lee Ha-yool's blurry eyes.
His eyes really opened.
In response, a dizzying sense of elation filled Atra's head.
- Sigh...
He took his lips away from where they had been rubbing for a while.
"Uh, huh? Ah..."
Lee Ha-yool's mouth gaped open blankly.
Although their tongues were not mixed, liquid that was either saliva or sweat flowed up and down.
That obscene sight... came into view.
The liquid suddenly stopped and landed on her lips, and it flowed into her mouth blankly.
"Huh, huh...!"
Lee Ha-yool flinched. The liquid that passed through her teeth and touched her tongue... was too sweet.
Her body trembled as if it had been shocked by electricity. At the same time, the wings of the sky that had been gloomy as if covered with dark clouds straightened up and regained their lost blue color.
"How are you? Are you still anxious?"
Atra said, looking down at Lee Ha-yool, who was flushed red and trembling as if broken.
There was no answer. Atra narrowed her eyes at him. She still hadn't completely let go of her frustration.
"You're still anxious, aren't you? Don't worry. I'll express it until your anxiety disappears."
"Oh, ah... ? No- ss, sss... sss...”
The mouth that was about to protest was shut.
Instead, moist and fragrant lips kept rubbing as if they would do it until he was satisfied.
The arm wrapped around his waist was pulled strongly, and the hand that held his head was holding him still so that he could not leave, urging him to kiss.
“Sss, ssss...”
In response to such coercive behavior, Lee Ha-yool felt a sense of security.
The teacher does not hate me. He has no intention of abandoning me, and he cherishes me.
On the contrary, he is expressing his affection... his love in this way.
At that, his anxiety disappeared. Instead, an indescribable happiness settled in his heart.
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Lee Ha-yul → Atra Clyde
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｢Master｣ ｢Anticipation｣ ｢Stability｣ ｢Affection Craving｣
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Lee Ha-yul → Atra Clyde
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[Some of the conditions for the "Curse of Silence" are met]
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[Some of the conditions for the "Curse of Solitude" are met]
["Curse of Solitude" is weakened to Conditional (Atra Clyde)]