The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix's Novels Also Desires Happiness

Pervert.

In this world, there were probably only two situations in which a woman would say those two words.

The first was when she truly encountered some shameless hooligan, using those words like sharpened blades of warning to force the other party back.

The second was during intimate flirtation with the person she loved, a girl’s playful little pout.

Compared to the former, however, the latter possessed absolutely no deterrent power whatsoever.

If anything, it only made the other person’s blood heat up even more.

“Which kind are you?”

Muen’s tone sounded perfectly ordinary, yet somehow, his wandering hand had already reached the edge of the blanket, prepared at any moment to invade that “absolute safe zone” from horror stories where no monster or demon could ever intrude.

“Obviously the first kind, you shameless pervert!”

A long leg hidden beneath the blanket lightly kicked him once. It neither hurt nor tickled. Ariel bared her little tiger teeth and glared fiercely.

“Who the hooligan is here—you seriously don’t know?”

“Hm? I honestly don’t.”

While sounding surprised, Muen’s wandering hand slipped deeper and deeper beneath the blanket, nearly touching that pale, smooth little jade-like foot.

“There’s clearly only one adorable girl so beautiful it leaves people breathless, plus one upright and honorable good man. Where exactly is the hooligan?”

“Pfft.”

Ariel’s face overflowed with disdain.

“Take a good look at yourself. Do you resemble a good man at all?”

What kind of good man constantly tried to lift a lady’s blanket?

Pervert. Hooligan. Bastard.

“...You’re right.”

Ariel originally thought this shameless pervert, hooligan, and bastard would continue pretending to struggle morally while secretly creeping closer before launching a sudden attack the moment he found the chance.

Yet she never expected him to admit it directly.

“What I’m doing right now really doesn’t count as something a good man would do.”

After saying that, Muen simply withdrew his hand.

Then he stood up.

“Good night, Miss Ariel. I wish you sweet dreams tonight.”

After bowing politely like a true gentleman, Muen turned around without hesitation and simply...

Walked out the door.

“Huh?”

Only after he completely vanished from her sight did Ariel blink blankly and let out a stunned sound.

He really left?

He seriously stopped there?

He’s actually being a gentleman?

...Yeah right!

If that dead blond menace qualified as a good man, she’d eat the candle beside her right now!

He was obviously doing this on purpose.

Playing hard to get.

Pretending to leave gracefully like some gentleman, while actually hiding outside the door waiting to watch her embarrass herself.

Did he really think she’d fall for that?

“What a childish trick.”

Ariel snorted disdainfully, wrapped herself tighter in the blanket, and deliberately assumed the posture of someone about to sleep.

Hmph. Go ahead and play your gentleman act.

Let’s see who loses patience first!

...

...

...

“I’m falling asleep...”

“...”

“I’m seriously falling asleep...”

“...”

“Five more minutes. In another five minutes, I’m really really really going to fall asleep...”

“...”

“One minute! Last minute!”

“...”

“?”

Who knew how much time had passed.

Even the candlelight had dimmed somewhat, yet that hateful blond menace still had not appeared.

Unable to endure it anymore, Ariel cautiously turned around, lifted the curtain slightly, and peeked out.

The room contained no one besides herself.

The door remained open, yet outside was equally empty. The only thing visible was the old waterwheel creaking endlessly as flowing water turned it.

He really left?

Wrapped in the blanket, Ariel climbed out of bed, slipped into her slippers, and padded toward the doorway.

Looking outside—

Neither the courtyard nor the corridor beyond contained any sign of Muen.

It genuinely seemed as though he had already left, exactly like a true gentleman who would never disturb a lady after saying goodnight.

...As if she’d believe that nonsense!

The guy had been holding himself back all day long, and combined with her seductive candles, unless those seductive women had already drained him dry earlier, there was no way he could simply give up now after things had reached this point!

Impossible.

Absolutely impossible!

“You’re actually still hiding in this room, aren’t you?!”

Ariel spun around abruptly.

She knew his concealment abilities surpassed even her own in some respects. Especially his illumination magic, which had already reached the absolute pinnacle of light magic. Even her teacher praised it repeatedly, saying that if the Campbell family’s talents had not restricted him, he absolutely could have gone extremely far down the path of magic.

So although he appeared to have left, he had definitely used one of those concealment techniques to hide somewhere inside the room while waiting for an opportunity to ambush her.

Trying to seize the initiative?

Hmph. As if she’d let him succeed!

“Watch me drag you out!”

Ariel’s beautiful eyes widened slightly, irises glowing with deep and mysterious colors.

—Delusion-Breaking Eye, activate!

The world instantly revealed its truest form before her eyes.

Countless tiny particles of magic floated through the air. Every existence possessed traces. Every existence possessed patterns.

Ariel could even clearly see the footprints Muen left behind when entering and leaving the room.

Yet besides those footprints and the lingering traces of his scent in the air—

There was no sign of Muen himself anywhere inside the room.

“He’s actually this cautious? Concealing his form, hiding his aura, and then... hiding himself too?”

Refusing to give up, Ariel yanked open the wardrobe.

“You think I won’t find you hiding in here?”

“...”

The wardrobe was empty.

“You think under the bed is safe? I know better than anyone—”

“...”

Under the bed was empty too.

“Then behind the curtains? Such an obvious tri—”

“...”

Still empty.

“Huh?”

After failing repeatedly, nearly turning the entire room upside down without finding him anywhere, Ariel finally froze completely.

He’s not here?

He really... left?

Still wrapped tightly in the blanket, Ariel cautiously walked out of the room.

Following the traces visible through the Delusion-Breaking Eye, she eventually arrived at another room at the end of the corridor.

There, she finally sensed Muen’s presence clearly.

He was not concealing himself at all, existing inside the room entirely normally.

Ariel pushed the door open and looked inside.

On an ordinary bed, Muen lay sleeping comfortably beneath the blanket. He appeared to have already entered dreamland, even emitting faint snores.

“???”

A burst of fury instantly exploded within Ariel’s chest.

He’s serious?

He’s seriously going to act like some gentleman who refuses to touch a beautiful girl right in front of him?

And of all times, he chooses now to become a gentleman?!

She had already...

Already looked forward to this so much.

She had washed herself as quickly as possible, made herself smell nice and look pretty, and even—

Yet this damned blond pig actually—

Her anger surged straight into her head.

Even Ariel, who normally maintained calm rationality against the most dangerous enemies, momentarily lost control.

Without caring about anything else, she charged forward and kicked directly at the deeply sleeping Muen—

“Ow!”

But the kick missed.

No, not exactly missed.

The instant she kicked down, Muen had already anticipated it and dodged smoothly aside. As a result, Ariel’s foot sank into the depressed blanket while Muen seized the opportunity to pull her forward.

Wrapped tightly inside the blanket, Ariel instantly lost her balance and crashed directly into a warm embrace.

“Hm?”

The blond menace only inches away from her raised his brows innocently.

“Whose young lady is this? Sneaking into someone’s room for a midnight ambush? Isn’t that a little too improper?”

“W-Who’s improper?!”

Realizing she had been tricked, Ariel became both embarrassed and furious. She pressed her hands against Muen’s chest and tried desperately to push him away.

Unfortunately, with her wrapped tightly in the blanket and Muen holding her firmly, she could not escape at all.

Instead, while she struggled harder and harder, the blanket gradually loosened beneath his hands.

Like a lychee slowly being peeled apart, smooth sweet skin gradually emerged from beneath the layers.

“You bastard! You actually ambushed me! You’re shameless!”

Ariel’s face burned redder than sunset.

“Ambushed? Who exactly ambushed who? This doesn’t seem to be the room you were staying in.”

Muen smiled meaningfully.

Today’s series of experiences had made him deeply realize one important truth—

The importance of home-field advantage!

So knowing full well that Ariel had prepared who-knows-what inside her own room, how could he possibly stay there and fight her on her territory?

Forget the previous battles.

This time, he absolutely intended to seize control for himself!

“You lured me over here...”

“What exactly did I lure you into? You came looking for me yourself.”

Muen clicked his tongue teasingly.

“You call yourself a lady, but you still sneak into a man’s room in the middle of the night. And you’re saying that isn’t improper?”

“Waaah! I’m fighting you to the death!”

Ariel’s hair floated upward without wind while flames ignited within her eyes. She was clearly on the verge of exploding.

Seeing the little hedgehog about to puff up completely, Muen naturally did not hesitate.

He immediately unleashed the killing move he had prepared long ago.

A kiss.

He pressed down hard against her lips.

“Mmph!”

The scorching heat about to burst out from Ariel instantly got blocked back down. Her struggling body softened immediately and collapsed entirely into Muen’s embrace.

Just moments ago, anger had gathered inside those eyes.

Now they melted instantly, becoming watery and misty, changing faster than ice tossed into blazing fire.

Yet Muen still felt unsatisfied.

He deepened the kiss further, easily capturing that nimble little tongue as it panicked wildly inside her mouth.

No matter how much theoretical knowledge Ariel had acquired from books and other sources during their time apart, practical experience remained her fatal weakness.

Very quickly, Muen teased her into complete surrender, until only meaningless little sounds remained.

“Mmph... Is that all...”

After a long and intense entanglement, their lips finally separated.

Someone was already so dazed she could no longer distinguish east from west, yet still stubbornly mocked him softly.

Her entire body had softened except her mouth.

No, even her mouth was soft too.

“So this is the little trick you prepared?”

During their exchange of lips and tongues, Muen had conveniently pulled away the final layer of blanket completely, finally revealing what Ariel wore underneath.

White lingerie.

Exquisitely delicate and adorable.

Whether it was the tiny triangle below barely larger than half a palm or the petite fabric above barely covering the important places, every part appeared unbelievably compact and enticing—

Enough to make blood boil instantly.

It was honestly difficult imagining Ariel wearing something this seductive.

“You’ve learned bad habits too.”

Muen’s expression turned strange.

“Don’t tell me you learned this from Liya too?”

“Of course not!”

Ariel’s face had become red enough to look fully ripened. She did not dare meet Muen’s eyes and lowered her head shyly.

“T-This was Grandma Tailor’s suggestion.”

“Oh? Since when were you this obedient?”

“I thought her suggestion was super embarrassing too, but she said...”

Pouting slightly, Ariel touched the equally petite pair beneath her chest.

“She said... this makes them look bigger.”

“...”