boyutpedia Chapter 165 Public Execution
Chapter 165 Public Execution
As Arthur's guilty and candid statement fell to its last syllable in the restaurant, the air in the mansion seemed to be sucked out.
Facing the three men, he stood ramrod straight, like a criminal being judged, his face filled with remorse for his "despicable acts."
However, the three women in the audience could no longer maintain their composure.
Lily was the first to react violently.
The silver-haired girl who was smiling and eating burnt toast just a second ago now looks like a shrimp that has been thrown into boiling water.
That astonishing crimson spread from her neck all the way to her ears, and even white steam was almost rising from the top of her head.
The girl's shyness and joy at that moment surpassed all words.
Although she said she fell in love with Arthur at first sight, it was only out of instinct that she wanted to get close to him.
But she never expected that Mr. Arthur, who seemed like a block of wood, would have such a subconscious...
He longed for her so intensely!
He even dreams about doing those blush-inducing, heart-pounding things with her!
Lily covered her burning cheeks with both hands, wishing she could bury her whole head inside her collar.
I felt both joy and shame.
How could Mr. Arthur speak so formally about such private matters, which can only be savored in bed, so openly at the dinner table!
How embarrassing!
Aoko, sitting on the other side, wasn't in much better shape.
With a "thud," Aoko's fork fell directly onto the plate.
Although she usually has a fiery and outspoken personality, at the end of the day, she is still a girl who has never even had a boyfriend!
The scenes Arthur just described—"completely naked," "face-to-face embrace," "unable to stop"...
These words were like a series of thunderclaps, making Aoko's mind buzz.
This is incredibly exciting for a girl!
Is it really appropriate to loudly proclaim such a private, suggestive dream at the breakfast table in front of three girls first thing in the morning?!
Aoko felt her cheeks burning hot. She was both shy and excited, and even felt a shameful curiosity.
"Arthur! You...you...you..."
Aoko pointed at Arthur incoherently, then suddenly covered her face with both hands, only her eyes peeking out from between her fingers, filled with shame and indignation.
"How could you say something like that in front of a girl! You idiot! You pervert!"
Although she had long known that Arthur was extremely lacking in common sense, she never dreamed that his lack of common sense could be so outrageous as to be comparable to "public execution"!
Doesn't he feel ashamed?!
Faced with Aoko's rebuke and Lily's shyness, Arthur revealed an even more sorrowful expression:
"I'm sorry, Ms. Aoko, but I can't hide my mistake..."
"Shut up! Don't say another word!" Aoko interrupted him in a fit of rage.
Amidst the chaos of war, only Zhu remained eerily quiet.
Yu-chu remained seated in her chair, but her usually expressionless, delicate face now showed a rare emotional fluctuation.
Her face... was very dark.
As the owner of the mansion, she had sent her Night Demon (a robin) to keep a close watch on the guest rooms on the first floor last night.
She was quite certain that Lily had stayed in her room all night and hadn't stepped out of the door even once.
Moreover, there was absolutely no magical fluctuation within the entire mansion that could be used for illusions or dream manipulation.
Based on this solid premise, only two possibilities lie before Youzhu:
The first possibility is that Lily is a top-tier magician with terrifying abilities.
Not only did she deceive the familiar's eyes, but she also unilaterally crushed the sensory barrier that Ayumi had set up in the mansion, thus silently casting a dream magic spell on Arthur.
The second possibility is that Lily didn't do anything at all.
Arthur's dream was not guided by any external force.
This is not a dream, but a real experience from Arthur's long-buried past that he remembered after meeting Lily!
But whenever Yuzhu thought about the second possibility, her mood became terrible.
If it really is a memory from the past, then it means that Arthur and this woman named Lily once had that kind of relationship.
Yu-ju coldly stared at Arthur, who was still reflecting on himself.
This idiot, who lacks modern common sense, keeps saying that in his dream he stubbornly chose not to stop even under Lily's "plea," and that he was committing violence.
But in Yuzhu's opinion, this was utterly ridiculous.
Even though Yuzhu herself had never experienced matters between men and women, she at least possessed basic rationality and knowledge.
In that atmosphere, how could a woman's "eyes full of spring" and "pleading to stop" possibly be a genuine expression of resistance?
That's clearly the most intimate and indulgent fun between lovers!
Arthur, who can't even use a vending machine, definitely sees the sweet intimacy between lovers as one-sided bullying.
Yu-joo saw through the truth, but she kept her lips tightly shut, not intending to explain a single word.
Firstly, this was merely her speculation, without any concrete evidence.
Secondly... this guess made her feel an unprecedented sense of irritability and nausea.
She would rather Lily be a dangerous enemy with unfathomable strength who could take their lives at any moment than admit that Arthur and Lily were truly intimate lovers.
The thought of Arthur embracing other women with such passionate hands...
Yuzhu felt as if a cold, black flame was burning in her chest, and even breathing was painful.
Just as this nameless fire reached its peak, Yuzhu's mind suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
The witch's extremely rational mind finally caught its blind spot at this moment.
Why was she so angry?
Why did she feel nauseous?
Why would she rather face the threat of death than see Arthur belong to someone else?
The answer was obvious all along, but she had been deceiving herself with excuses like "the magician's interests" and "creditors and debtors."
Yuzhu lowered her eyes, looking at the black tea in the cup that had completely gone cold.
In this noisy and absurd morning, Kuonji Yuju finally came to her senses...
Why did I undergo such a huge change after Arthur arrived?
Why would she let him move into the room next to her bedroom, even though he was in the living room?
Why did I feel secretly pleased when I learned that he hadn't regained his memories?
She, Yuzu of Kuonji, was a witch who was supposed to abandon human emotions and guard the spiritual veins in solitude.
...He was in love with Arthur.