Chapter 15
When she looked again, the chest that seemed almost to have a mind of its own looked even larger than Lucy’s own.
There’s no way I’m wrong—he should be the one wearing breast support.
As Lucy’s trembling pupils drifted over his bulging biceps and the abs visible through his shirt, a large hand suddenly grabbed her cheeks.
She tried to recoil in shock, but of course, that failed naturally.
I didn’t even resist… how is he restraining me like this?
He wasn’t even using force, and yet just being held by those large, warm hands made it impossible to pull away.
Am I really this weak?
Her pride was wounded again.
“….”
Step.
Like a force of nature, Edward’s face came closer.
Lucy couldn’t help but admire him inwardly.
The male lead really is the male lead.
Even while frowning, his face was absurdly beautiful—almost frighteningly so.
Or rather, beautiful and frightening.
It was a face capable of mesmerizing anyone, even knowing full well how terrible and dangerous its owner was.
“…You.”
His low voice lingered just above her lips.
His long eyelashes nearly brushed her forehead, and his sculpted nose dominated her field of vision.
And below that—
Even his lips are too perfect.
Thin, neat, reddish lips—
And then—
Images from the original novel flashed through Lucy’s mind without permission.
[Edward’s heated lips crawled over Sepina’s lips.]
[The intense crimson flesh parted her teeth and swept across her palate…]
Stop. Stop thinking about that.
She tried desperately to think of something else.
Anything unrelated to lips—
“Should we kiss?”
“W-What do you mean kiss?! Of course not! No way!”
“This purifier can do everything!”
But again, her thoughts circled back to lips.
Worse, they were words she herself had boldly shouted earlier.
From a contract she hadn’t even stamped yet.
Wait… don’t tell me…
Is he trying to get purification… through a kiss?
No. That can’t be it. Obviously not.
Lucy forced her runaway thoughts back under control.
Yes, he had used a lot of mana while flying with his wings.
And if he had been dealing with Sepina and the Temple, he might be contaminated with “impurity.”
So purification would make sense—
But the veteran reader part of her brain whispered:
This is too much like a cliché.
The male lead steps closer. The heroine panics, thinking he’s about to kiss her. Her heart races—
She had seen this setup a thousand times.
Usually, it ended with the heroine misunderstanding everything.
And come to think of it, she had bumped into his armor earlier.
Maybe he’s worried about me again?
That wasn’t unpleasant.
In fact, it made her feel a bit proud.
Maybe she had managed to please this unpredictable man more easily than expected.
Lucy gave up resisting and smiled brightly instead.
Her small hands rubbed together in a servile gesture.
“Oh, are you surprised? I’m not hurt at all. I can even polish your armor—”
“Should I kiss you?”
“Pardon… what?!”
All her prepared words shattered in an instant.
* * *
While Lucy stared at him in shock, Edward quietly looked down at her.
Her mouth hung open slightly, like a small cave.
Inside, her tiny red tongue was visible.
It looked annoyingly cute—something he wanted to press with his finger.
So that tongue is the one that’s been flattering me all this time.
He wondered how much she would flinch if he lightly bit it.
A strange thirst rose in him.
Edward tilted his head slightly.
He hadn’t originally intended to say something as casual as “should we kiss?”
When he entered the room earlier—
Thud.
Something soft had bumped into his back.
A weak, almost feather-light impact.
She must have walked into him while distracted.
Probably staring at my back again.
He had thought nothing of it at the time.
But when he turned around, after removing his armor—
She was bent over, covering her face.
His expression had immediately darkened.
Don’t tell me she’s injured.
Maybe her nose was broken.
Given how fragile she was, it was possible.
That’s why he had stepped closer.
But then—
“….”
Her cheeks were soft. Softer than expected.
And when his bare hand brushed her lips—
Warm, damp softness.
A faint breath slipped from her mouth and crawled up his fingers.
At that moment—
Something inside him shifted.
Maybe I should try it.
A proper purification.
Their previous “contact-based purification” had been accidental.
But if he did it consciously—
He remembered how her body reacted earlier when he touched her.
If it was already that effective… what about intentionally doing it?
It was a reasonable test.
And if she wasn’t useful—
He could discard her immediately.
That was the conclusion.
So he said it.
“Should I kiss you?”
But—
“W-What? Y-Yes? No? Huh?”
“Which is it?”
Edward’s brow deepened.
Lucy, equally shocked, struggled to respond.
A kiss?
Already?
We haven’t even held hands properly!
This shameless man!
Her ears burned hot.
Was this what a man who had already “done everything” with Sepina acted like?
How much damage is he going to cause later?
Of course, Lucy didn’t care about Sepina’s feelings.
What mattered was survival.
Rejecting him now would look suspicious.
She had already said she would do anything.
So refusing now because she was embarrassed—
That would break the logic.
And she needed to survive.
That was all that mattered.
Kissing was just a tool for purification anyway.
It’s not my fault this is a 19+ world.
So—
“…Y-Yes. Let’s do it!”
She squeezed her eyes shut and puckered her lips.
Edward watched her.
Then—
BOOM!
The door suddenly flew open.
