Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 79

In fact, the most effective strategy would have been to resist Claude’s advances.

But when he deliberately set the mood like this and would actively seduce me with his face, I found it impossible to resist.

For the first week or two after moving in, Claude behaved ascetically, as if it was all a lie.

Recently though, he would pounce at just a glance.

Despite all this, I couldn’t entirely blame him… once I’d come back to my senses, I often found myself equally enamored, kissing him back.

Surely, this won’t end up with us imprinting on each other…

It’s a frightening thought, but I couldn’t rule it out as entirely impossible.

Just today was an example of this.

“Ungh…”

I tried to hold back, but a moan slipped out. It felt like being bitten by a vampire.

I had this absurd thought as I had my fingers clutched through Claude’s hair, as he was greedily licking and suckling my neck.

Hearing my moan, Claude finally released my neck and lifted his head.

His hair, a mess from me holding onto him. His face flushed red. His eyebrows narrowed, expression crumpled.

And eyes dilated with excitement…

The usually cold and impassive man looked so disheveled in my arms.

It was surreal.

Claude, watching me with fluttering breath, then kissed me. As he devoured me in the kiss, his hands roamed freely over my body.

I was still fully clothed, but his hands had been kneading my hips the entire time. I reflexively tried to pull away, but his other hand held my waist down tightly, preventing any movement.

His face, which had moved down my neck, was now buried in my chest. Even through the clothes, his rough breathing made me flinch.

“W, wait …!”

I quickly grabbed his hand that was snaking its way under my shirt.

At first, Claude seemed unaware of my resistance, lost in his passion.

“Nnh— Wait, just wait…!”

“Rose…”

While holding me tightly around the waist, his tongue heatedly licked my sensitive neck. Meanwhile, his other hand tried to boldly lifted my top.

Fortunately, when I grabbed his hands, he hesitated for a moment.

His half-lidded eyes suddenly filled with irritation.

“Why.”

Claude growled.

“It’s just…! Y, You’re not hungry? H, How about we eat a snack first, then continue later…”

“Are you joking?”

Claude’s face contorted in frustration, clearly annoyed by my interruptions.

He pulled my hips closer to his lower body.

…I couldn’t ignore the heat and the obvious bulge pressing through the thin fabric.

“E-Eek…”

“Haa, Rose…”

Claude groaned into my shoulder, continuing his explicit movements below, undeterred by his clearly aroused state.

His breath sounded like a beast’s growling as he was in this state, causing me to flinch and shrink away.

His red eyes, filled with intense yearning, seemed to already be devouring me. It felt as if they were piercing right through me.

Once I gave my consent, it was clear what would happen next.

It’s natural for an Esper to lose control over a Guide. Even as a Guide, I shiver when I feel the tidal wave of guiding energy rush out. Imagine how the receiving Esper must feel.

So, the one with a bit of proper judgment left, me, had to be firm.

Right. I needed to be firm.

But…

‘But why do I have to be firm…?’

This fundamental question kept surfacing.

Q1. I’m seeing this guy who’s getting along well with me lately. Actually, he was planning to break another girl’s neck, but he seems to have become kinder since meeting me and likely won’t do it. Should I keep seeing him?

A1. …Are you insane?

A2. What a mess…

But now, he receives guiding whenever he wants, so he won’t go berserk. There’s no risk of other Espers getting caught in the crossfire.

There’s no need for him to kidnap Irene or break her neck anymore, right?