I Reincarnated As A Villainess, But Why Did I Become A Cat Butler Instead? - Chapter 60

Chapter 30.2

Herman, who was struggling in the air while being caught by the black smoke — the demon who had signed with Dimitri — struggled and said.

“Keuk… Just meeting a friend… that I miss…”

I felt a little grieved. Still, there was no choice but to stop Dimitri.

Herman willingly gave up his head, not because he was weak but because he didn’t want to fight Dimitri. In fact, he was so adept at magic that he was even called an Archmage. Still, he was wasting his great talent by being lazy and only chasing his desire to be a pleasure seeker.

“I’m fine, Dimitri.”

Still upset, Dimitri moved his head closer towards Herman, pulling his chin and raising his eyes, like a big cat threatening another cat.

“Did you bring the hounds to just visit a friend…?”

The Emperor’s hounds were well-trained dogs. Even though they were slaves, they were highly trained soldiers who surpassed the knights, except for the difference in status—the Emperor’s fearsome battle weapon.

Dimitri deserved to be enraged.

Meanwhile, even though he was being strangled by his throat, Herman pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed.

“As rumored, your personality is quite… ill-tempered, Duke.”

Then, he glanced at Dimitri up and down, mocking him.

“You also seem to have a unique sense of fashion.”

At the end of those words, Herman couldn’t stand it any longer, so he used magic to stir the black smoke that followed Dimitri and split it apart.

“Cough, cough!”

As he fell onto the floor and struggled to breathe, he noticed Dimitri still gazing at me, and he gestured to the dogs. In an instant, the hounds that were waiting for orders all rushed to Dimitri. By the time he blew all the dogs away with the power of the devil, Herman had already disappeared with magic.

I quickly stopped Dimitri from chasing him.

“He’s not worth chasing, Dimitri. Calm down.”

Dimitri let out a slight grumble at his displeasure. It was a whining sound I would hear when cats were forced to endure things they did not like.

“I’m sorry. I know such a person.”

…Actually, it was not me. It was someone the original Rowaine knew.

Regardless, as if accepting my apology, he sighed heavily and looked at me blankly.

“How do you know him?”

“He’s like a tag from the shameful part of this body…”

After muttering the answer back, I then pointed to his attire to distract his attention, who had calmed down a little.

“But, who was in charge of your clothes today? I’d like to meet up and talk to them.”

Dimitri was wearing burgundy trousers and a scarlet shirt, even with all the buttons unbuttoned.

‘It is said that the completion of fashion is the face…’

It was surprising that even though he was wearing a bright red top and bottom, his handsomeness was not covered. It just hurt my eyes.

I forgot to ask why he suddenly appeared here, as I was instinctively turning away from the strong abs that could be seen through the loose top.

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Dimitri could not understand what was going on with Rowaine’s unfavorable reaction, so he glanced down at his outfit for a moment before buttoning up the shirt with a look of enlightenment.

‘…When I saw the hounds running at them, I could not fasten the buttons in a hurry, so they must be nagging me for being untidy.’

Rowaine’s strange gaze stung him, so he buttoned them up more meticulously than usual. He didn’t glance up at her right away. As if he were a turtle, Dimitri kept glancing at her without looking directly at her as though he was embarrassed.

However, even though he had all the buttons up to the end of his neck more neatly than ever, her expression did not improve.

Dimitri asked Coco with his eyes.

‘What’s wrong with my outfit?’

Coco, who had the same eyes as him, tilted his head and answered with his eyes as well.

‘It’s just plain. But is that the same color as the angel? …I’m jealous.’

Dimitri grinned.

Just as cats are born red-blind by nature, to those born with red-blindness, Dimitri’s burgundy pants looked more like gray by human standards, and a scarlet shirt seemed more like faded light green.

Dimitri, who usually wore achromatic clothes, put aside the clothes he would normally wear and specially packed the pants and shirt he was wearing.

The same colors as Rowaine…

She was beautiful, so the clothes she wore must have been beautiful as well. Even though He did not know what these colors would look like by human standards, Dimitri was still satisfied.

As he reached out to Rowaine, he shrugged his shoulders and ruffled his shirt with a proud hand to smooth out the wrinkles on the clothes.

“It’s late, though you better go home, Madam.”

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