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48 – Although the origin is not clear (2)
It was indeed a good thing to have no shortage of money.
And to be honest, I didn’t even think I needed more than this.
Before I knew it, I was clearly feeling that so many things were changing in my head, and I felt a sense of discomfort that was not unpleasant about it.
Previously, if I had a simple wish like ‘I wish I had enough money to spend my whole life’, now I don’t have a single thought like that.
All that was left was her.
“How much money do I need to have to live a happy life with her?”
‘I want to give her a nice ring, but how much money can I spend?’
‘The meat stew I made last time was really good, can I ask for another one?’
‘The cabbages are blooming beautifully in the garden. How about talking about cabbage with them…!’
Thoughts flowed, and at the very last thought the flow stopped.
“The cabbage rolls… that’ll be fine.”
It was a dish in which minced meat was put in steamed cabbage leaves and boiled together with broth, but in her case, how about sautéing vegetables and rice together, wrapping them in cabbage leaves, and serving them with tomato sauce?
Talking to herself, she stood up vigorously and planted her left foot on the ground.
Thinking of her happy face after cooking, I felt my heart warm and a smile bloom on my face.
…I couldn’t believe that this kind of feeling could be achieved simply by being able to love someone.
And her face floated before my eyes.
Her face as she stretched out her arms towards me, her beautiful, sharp eyes curved like a half moon that had been cast against the sky.
Ah, I want to reach her even now-
I lost my mind and put my right foot forward, and soon I could clearly feel that even if something went wrong, it was definitely wrong.
I think I could say with certainty that I felt my feet on the floor, but I felt my body veer sharply to the right.
“Whoaaagh!”
I screamed loudly and fell on my side, banging my head against the wall with the excruciating pain in my legs, sliding down and collapsing to the floor.
thump, thump, thump, thump –
Ah, I hear someone hurrying up.
“Marcus, Marcus…!”
I could see her blurry calling my name and opening the door urgently.
hahahaha, she carefully holds me in her arms as I groan pathetically, unable to escape the agony, and as she runs through my hair with her thin hands, it’s like…
ah i love you I can’t get over it until I say I love you.
The fact that only I was reflected in those worried eyes seemed so beautiful.
Do you feel this feeling too every time you see me? really?
Then I must be a sinner who has committed a really great mistake.
“Side, side…”
Gently holding her outstretched hand, and kissing her from the tips of her fingers to her wrists, as she once did, she repeated herself over and over again.
“I love you, I really… I love you…”
Constantly doubting how much heart I could put into that one word, I looked at her face with anxious eyes, stretching red marks every time I touched her.
She, who was so different from me at the time, who just stared blankly at the scene, calmly offered her hand, then held my head and kissed me on the lips.
Carefully supporting both sides of my chin with her hands, she took a deep breath and slowly, kindly, but slowly and violently began to entangle her tongue.
The inside of her mouth, which I could touch more deeply, more thoroughly, and more tenderly, as much as I did not reject hers, was full of warmth and love.
…I was a very fortunate person.
***
“Actually, I was thinking of when to take you to say goodbye to your parents.”
While slowly dressing me, I followed her eyes as she picked up the small silver stopper with one hand and carried it toward his back.
It shimmered slightly in the sunlight, and although the entry was sharp, the end was blunt, so it could be called a stopper.
“Ugh… So, I was thinking of talking to you over breakfast this morning, but why the hell did I try to move alone?”
Blushing slightly, biting her lower lip with her front teeth, she pressed me lightly with a coquettish voice, but I reached out and touched her cheek and smiled.
“I want to see you. Should I cook with cabbage while cooking food with you – stop thinking about that.”
My lips touched the outstretched hand.
To the point where I couldn’t help but shudder once, my hands were trembling, not knowing what to do with the rich feeling that flowed from that simple action.
Grasping it with both hands, slowly riding it down my arm,
I couldn’t even take my eyes off the sight of her staring at me with open eyes, and I deeply mixed my tongue once again.
There was the sound of a pop and a stopper being pulled out.
//
Sweating again, messing up the sheets again, we started making the bed.
There was nothing embarrassing about exchanging bed sheets and pillows for a huge part of my monthly expenses, so I had to move my body.
I felt very sorry for the pelter in my house who was entrusting all this laundry to me – who has now become a maid.
“How is Mr. Felter…? Aren’t you having a bit of a hard time?”
It was a time when I was very curious because I couldn’t pay attention directly.
Before, I had called her by her first name, but at that point I stopped calling her by her first name when I thought of her as my one and only forever mate.
In order to prove my love, I wanted to distance myself from the opposite s*x – of course, Mr. Felter was still a bit young in our eyes, so I didn’t even think about making him independent.
But at the same time, I also had the idea of breaking the slave contract between the two of them.
By presenting the marriage contract along with the ring, Ellie decides to cancel the slave contract at the same time…
It was to give Mr. Felter a little more freedom and at the same time be legally protected.
If I had been me before, I would have thought of separating from Ellie by accompanying her on outings, but now I was different.
Now that Mr. Felter had time to himself, I held Mr. Ellie’s hand and tried to walk down the street.
Not as a protective or proud owner of a slave, but as her husband and lover.
The mere imagining of the ring on the hand he held while interlocked made me smile.
“I don’t think they have any complaints when they bring beef jerky and snacks. They seem to be working hard on their work silently. With some money to spare, I was able to buy several books for them.”
It was her soft answer that broke the short but long thought.
Mr. Felter’s daily life had quite a twist.
I was worried that she might get angry with me or rebel against me, but she seemed to be doing her part surprisingly calmly.
Besides, you get a hobby called books.
“Do you read a lot?”
“Yes, sometimes I was so absorbed in books that I was stirring an empty bowl with my hand, and my face turned white when I realized that the snacks were running out.”
I thought of a gray cat scurrying about and looking around quickly, and smiled involuntarily.
Have you ever heard that cats sometimes behave strangely?
“To that extent?”
“I piled up a lot of beef jerky, but they ate all of it, so they didn’t know what to do.
Yes, that golem.
The golem’s core was quite expensive. No, it’s not expensive, it’s priceless.
According to them, ‘how does something that cannot be touched exist because it is extinct’, and politely asked if they could accept a part of the fragmented core with a confused expression and purchase it in the form of a rental.
At the same time, I’ve been making some assumptions about my abilities.
Pelter, who took care of all the behind-the-scenes work on behalf of Mr. Ellie, who stood next to me when I passed out and didn’t move, told me this.
“He mentioned the ‘Goblin King’ incident the other day. I don’t know what it was, but the only thing left was the owner’s, and this one also showed great interest in the owner, saying that there were things left to be destroyed.”
…Of course, I had no intention of heading there again.
The guild was paying me enough money, and I intended to save it and live a quiet and comfortable life with Ellie.
I didn’t want to make her insecure again. And I didn’t want to lose the chance to see her.
“…Well, that’s about it. Anything else you’re curious about?”
After watching her with her hair brushed over her ears, I barely suppressed the thought of wanting to kiss her again and asked her a question.
“When can I meet Ellie’s parents?”
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Raising the corner of her mouth, she gently placed her lips on my forehead, and she brushed my hair and removed the mucus from my eyes.
“It would be better to go in person. Since the two of you have been living in the outskirts ever since you met, it will be difficult for you to come all the way here…
Of course, my mother was from the city, but it probably doesn’t matter. You don’t think about leaving my father’s side now.”
“ah…”
For a moment, I couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh.
I never asked her about her family.
I couldn’t bear to say that my heart thumped at the moment when she smiled and tried to tell me about her family.
I was ashamed and sincerely sorry.
Even though I was by her side, I never once asked about the story of the three silver coins she emphasized on the day she became my slave…