I Became The Academy Necromancer chapter 185

185. While He Was Sleeping (1)

“Whoa.”

Even after a trip, the tiredness is unreasonable, but after destroying a country and sitting on the sofa in the room, the tiredness that I had forgotten about begins to come quickly.

In the end, Northweden came back after finishing all the work. Sitting calmly, I was unexpectedly feeling nostalgic.

A limp body.

Sitting still doesn’t relieve my fatigue.

“hehehehe, I’ll make you some tea!”

Findanei prepares tea while humming a song as to what is so exciting about it.

“Do not boil.”

Tired, but not wanting to become even more tired by drinking Pinden Ai tea, I refused, and she opened her eyes.

“I heard that my skills improved.”

That’s what she said over her tea with her medicine when parting with Finden Ai.

“I didn’t say it tasted good, kid.”

Dude.

For a moment, Finden Ai’s body stiffened.

With a clatter, she drops the teapot and slowly turns her head toward me.

Rarely, Findenai’s face was stained red with shame.

“That, don’t call me that.”

“Why is that? Since Finden’s child died herself, didn’t she ask me to call her a child?”

I still shudder when I think of the way I came to my dorm early in the morning and played the game.

“Axe. Where is the ax I need to break the owner’s head.”

“Go and help Deana. You look busy.”

Since it’s been a while since I’ve returned to the territory, Deia, the hostess, must have a lot of work to do.

“Well, okay, don’t call me that again. If you really don’t want your head split.”

“Go.”

“Sir, if I drink again, I will be a beast.”

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Findanei goes out of the room muttering. Looking at her like that, I slowly got up from her sofa.

The sun was up in the middle of the sky, but in the end, I couldn’t overcome the feeling of fatigue and lay down on the bed.

I felt that the scent of another Deus, not my own, remained in the softly wrapped bed.

“After.”

How many naps?

Thinking about it, I don’t think I’ve taken a nap since I came to this continent.

I slowly closed my eyes.

I thought I was going to sleep soon, but when I opened my eyes, the room was dark.

I tried to forcefully raise my body, which was quite tired, but the weight gently pressed me from above.

Feel the touch above your head.

[Are you awake?]

Stella’s voice touches my ears as calm as a lullaby. Before I knew it, I realized that she was supporting my head with her thighs.

I can feel this kind of touch and warmth through mana even though there is no substance. Even if she had lived as a wizard rather than a saint, she was a talented person who would have achieved greatness.

“… ….”

What else can I say?

If Finden Ai had acted like this, she would have told her to stop immediately.

If the Dark Spirit did it…… I would have told you to turn it off as well.

If it were Arya and Eleanor, they would have made them write a letter of reflection along with a bitter voice while imposing penalty points right away.

But what about Stella?

I couldn’t think of anything else to say. She said that thanks to her warmth, she slept comfortably, although the fatigue in her body was gone.

I doubted whether this should be taken favorably.

“What time is it?”

Is that why?

I change the subject and get up slowly.

Likewise, Stella also gets up and replies with a mischievous smile.

[It’s 8 p.M. Now.]

“Yes.”

You slept for almost 8 hours.

I tried to sleep for an hour or two, but I slept better than I thought.

[They are preparing for a festival outside. Earlier, other people came to call you, but they saw you asleep and left.]

“A festival?”

[Because the owner of the land has returned.]

Are you holding a festival to commemorate the return of the Verdi siblings? I thought it was a bit early, but listening to the commotion coming through the window, it seems like they are having a good time.

“Hmm?”

I notice that I am lying in bed with my clothes on because I am so tired.

As I took off my outerwear to change, I felt an unusual scent.

Sweet yet fragrant.

Not a single scent, but a feeling of overlapping several scents.

After hesitating for a while, I finally asked Stella.

“Did something happen while I was sleeping?”

[No.]

A very firm affirmation.

But rather, that’s why it bothered me subtly.

“Tell me.”

[It’s a secret.]

Stella covered her mouth with both hands. I also looked at her through her eyes because she had no intention of backing down.

Then she sees that Stella’s horns sprouted from her forehead, and she removed her hand and cried out.

[Why are you so inquisitive!]

“… ….”

[Just say that and go!]

“After.”

Acknowledging Stella’s wisdom, I turned around and wondered if it was possible to deal with the Great Demon in this way.

* * *

A bit back in time.

Around 30 minutes after Deius fell asleep.

[Huh?]

[What is it, are you sleeping?]

Stella and the Dark Spirit look down at Deius, who is taking a nap after looking around Northwedon.

Even though the Dark Spirit, who was proud that she was guiding Stella to Northwedon, feels sorry for her for a moment, she quietly lies down next to Dayus.

[…] … What are you doing?]

A very familiar movement.

The Black Spirit is also surprised and hurriedly rises again.

[Oh no! Become a habit hahahaha!]

Judging from the awkward scratching of the back of his head, it seems Deus often acted this way when he was asleep.

[By the way, this is the first time I’ve seen him take a nap?]

[…] ….]

[You must have been very tired, right?]

[…] ….]

[Sorry, but can you stop looking at me like that?!]

Unable to withstand Stella’s stare at her blindly, the Dark Spirit turns her body around.

[I don’t know! I’m going! They said they were going to set up a campfire to prepare for the festival, but they said they were going to watch it!]

[I won’t tell this person, senpai.]

[…] … Please do that.]

Then the dark mage walked out through the window. Stella smiled at the thought that she was a pretty innocent woman.

[Umm.]

Stella clears her throat awkwardly and glances around. Even though he knows that no one can see him, he notices it for no reason.

At that time, the initiative was taken away, and a horn grew on his forehead.

[Ah, that’s frustrating.]

She knows what the conflict is about because she shares her feelings with Stella.

She goes right to the bedside of her Deus and blows her mana into her own lap to bear her weight.

[Isn’t this enough?]

Belika, who put her lap pillow as she was, asked what she was worried about, and she shrugged and gave up her initiative.

[…] ….]

Stella is back.

When she lowers her head, she sees the face of Deius, who is soundly asleep on her lap.

Stella didn’t say anything to cool her hot face, but her posture was immovable.

Kikik.

“Hey, talk to me for a minute… ….”

Then the door opens and Stella’s head turns around. Although Dei Averdi, her sister, entered with an awkward gait.

“What is it, he is sleeping.”

She looks at Deius, who is asleep, and she makes a subtle expression.

She was freaking out that even then, she felt like Stella was doing something she shouldn’t have even if she knew she didn’t see her.

“Hmm.”

Deia slowly approaches Deius.

She examines Deius’ face this way and that, then sneaks her finger into her cheek.

[Awake, what to do when you wake up…….]

“I must have been tired.”

Unaware that Stella is in front of her, Deia suddenly feels a sense of deja vu when she stabs Deus on the cheek.

“Brother… ….”

The one in here right now is Shinwoo Kim.

It is not the original Deus Verdi, but Kim Shin-woo’s body.

Deus sacrificed himself to close his eyes and saw it with his own eyes.

From then on, Deia felt a strange sensation.

Deius Verdi was a piece of trash that I really didn’t want to see or put in my eyes, but at least the last bit has changed.

Looking at that figure, she was confident that even if she knew Dei, she eventually admitted that he was an ‘oppa’.

But the important thing.

“Kim Shin-woo.”

As Dayus dies and leaves to fill his brother’s place, he realizes that there is confusion in her own feelings about Shinwoo Kim in this.

It’s not the feeling of seeing Darius and Deius.

A bit different.

A little special.

“… ….”

Kook.

I pushed my finger against his cheek nervously for no reason. I think it’s a little fun and I feel like I’m addicted to it.

“You are softer than I thought.”

It was Daya who used to play with her cheeks relentlessly, but her time like that soon came to an end for her.

“Is Deia here?”

Darius opened the door and entered. Surprised, Deia’s shoulders shrivel and she withdraws her hand.

Then he glared at Darius and whispered.

“I am sleeping, so be quiet.”

“Oh, sorry. Outside, Finden Eye is looking for you.”

“I didn’t entrust you with a job that could be finished so quickly…… But why are you giving it to me?”

“Kuhm.”

“Ugh, if you go, act like a family head.”

Deia grumbled and took Darius out of the room. Before closing the door, Stella did not miss the look of regret as she looked at Deius, who had fallen asleep.

[Your sister seems to have a lot of worries too.]

Because I ended up recognizing Kim Shin-woo and Deius as separate people.

After a while like that.

About two hours had passed.

At the time Stella was still looking down at Deius in a motionless position.

A knock came from outside the door.

With no answer, the door cautiously opened. It was Erika Bright, a well-groomed blonde woman who could be seen through the gap.

“Deius?”

Creeping inside her, Erica looks around her and finds Dayus lying on the bed and gasps.

“You were sleeping.”

Stella stares blankly at Erika whispering softly.

She Even on her own terms, Dayus’ fiancée, Erica Bright, was quite interesting.

Erika came to Deus’ side and carefully brushed his slightly tousled hair.

“… ….”

Stella noticed that Erica’s cloudy eyes contained many thoughts.

The eyes of a lamb she had seen many times in her life, wandering and contemplating on the path she would take.

As Erica looked at her Deus seemed like she was about to collapse at any moment, Stella was seized by her unwitting urge to reach out for her.

But she did the opposite.

Erika’s hand, which was tidying up Deius’ messy hair, moves lightly as if gliding.

Gulp.

A quiet swallowing sound.

A white hand touched Deius’ forehead, passed between his eyes, and ran down his nose.

It touches soft lips.

[…] … !]

The middle and index fingers carefully touched Deius’ lips and stayed there as if engraving his own fingerprints.

Then it slowly reaps.

“Ah.”

Took.

Erica putting her finger on her own lips. A hot breath flowed from the corner of her mouth as she closed her eyes for a moment, recalling her previous kiss.

“Ha ha.”

Face flushed as if recalled.

In that series of actions, there was a sense of bewitching and s*xiness that no one in the party could see.

The moment she slowly opened her eyes, Erica, who had finally come to her senses, covered her hot face and carefully stepped outside so that her footsteps could not be heard.

Thung.

The door is closed.

Stella, who was watching the whole scene, muttered dumbfounded.

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[Well, something was great.]