I Reincarnated As A Villainess, But Why Did I Become A Cat Butler Instead? - Chapter 5

Chapter 3.1

It seemed like he thought I was talking nonsense. Or, no—with his eyes hooded and vision seemingly blurred—maybe he couldn’t react or make any precise judgments because of the pain wracking through his body.

“…Get out.”

Duke Blois called for Viscount Hyle Bilph. In the meantime, the black fog on me loosened, perhaps because the hostility he had for me faded a little.

Seeing my chance to escape, I wrenched myself away. As if he hadn’t just tried to hurt me or as if I never felt pain from the strange fog at all, I approached the Duke.

“I have the ability to heal. If what I’m saying is a lie, then you can do whatever you want with me.”

He raised his brows and looked at me.

“Don’t come near me.”

“It will only take a minute.”

To prove that I had nothing in my hand, I reached out and showed him my palms—slowly, so as not to alarm him.

But then he suddenly grabbed my hand. Suddenly, I could feel a soft duvet beneath me on my back, helpless as I was thrown onto the bed.

“….!”

It was only a short moment, but I was pushed with a tremendous force. Dumbfounded by the situation, I thought I could deal with it easily, but I couldn’t help but wince at the tight grip on my wrist. It felt like he was going to break it. Tears welled up in both fear and pain.

Peering down at me from above, he was close enough that I could feel his breath. His pupils were wide open. It was the gruesome glint of a predator’s eye upon its prey.

“I gave you a warning. I told you to stay away.”

With his body pressed against my chest, he buried his face into the curve of my neck.

His nose and cheeks touched my ears lightly. Perhaps because it was the heat from his fever, but his hot breath tickled my ears.

Duke Blois whispered in a low, seething voice as if he was growling.

“I want to swallow up this scent. What exactly is this?”

He spoke in a slower but sharper tone. Even though he was speaking human words, at this moment, he emanated the air of a beast.

Every time his breaths traced over my sensitive nape, goosebumps rose and I couldn’t help but shudder. His teeth were so close to piercing my throat at any moment.

‘This guy’s driving me crazy.’

Even though the heat he exuded was overwhelming, I felt strangely chilled.

“It feels good.”

His eyes were languid as he raised his head as if he was drunk.

A low, growling vibration could be heard from his throat.

Duke Blois rubbed his face onto me in slow, gentle circles—on my cheeks, my shoulders, my hands, like a cat smearing his pheromones to mark his territory.

His skin was burning, and his temperature was overtaken by this fever.

With him being so engrossed, I held my breath and froze my movements so that he wouldn’t be provoked. I did so desperately, but my heart continued to pound heavily because of the embarrassment gradually setting in.

‘Why is he doing this?’

I still couldn’t understand what scent he was talking about. I didn’t like having perfumes or artificial scents on my body, so I never sprayed anything on myself.

The previous Rowaine had collected a lot of perfumes, but I myself never wore such things.

The pain that the Duke felt must have been excruciating, which was why he could have started hallucinating just now. But even so, I calmly took a breath and cleared my thoughts to concentrate.

‘Let’s use that ability.’

He pulled my hand and buried his face into it, taking a deep breath.

Touching another person’s face was an unfamiliar and bizarre feeling—his flimsy eyelids, his sharp nose, his soft lips. His hot breath tickled my palms. I tried to concentrate, but I shivered as the back of my neck tensed up.

‘I’ve tried it a few times and practiced it, so I know I can do it.’

Soon, I could feel a refreshing and warm aura surrounding my body. I condensed that energy onto my hand then passed this energy onto the cheek that I held.

I could feel the energy connect to him as it coursed over his veins. With his cheek as its starting point, the energy flowed through his head and circled down to his body, piercing through all obstructions as it spread to every corner.

At that moment, he opened his eyes. Unlike earlier, his gaze was now clearly focused.

“You…”

He grabbed my wrist and removed my hand from his face.

“What just…”

The Duke frowned, his gaze switching from my eyes to my hands, then back again.

“I felt something inside me. What did you do?”

It was a calm voice. I responded only after I realized he had regained his senses.

“I told you I had the ability to heal.”

With confusion clouding over his eyes, he stood up and spoke, his voice shaking slightly.

“Get off me.”

“It’s not over yet. A little more and…”

“Do your ears not work? I told you to leave!”

At his sudden outburst, I flinched in astonishment. Duke Blois got up from his bed, walked over to the window, and took a few deep breaths of the air outside.

I was at a loss for words. Who was it exactly that pinned me down and rubbed his face all over me?

At that moment, a knock could be heard from outside. Though there was no answer, Viscount Bilph came without any prompting.< “Why are you standing… Miss Rowaine?”

Viscount Bilph’s expression hardened as he set his eyes on me.

“The butler has been looking for you downstairs. Why are you here?”

With his back still facing us, the Duke spoke in a low, incensed voice.

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