I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree-Chapter 14 - Boys Should Also Be Careful When Outdoors (3/4)

Orson pushed open the door of the private room. At this moment, it had been decorated into a cozy restaurant.

Across the dining table sat his partner, Celineina.

The girl’s long red hair flowed down her back. Her golden eyes looked at him, revealing a hint of a smile.

It seemed the other party considered today’s dinner very important. She wore a black evening dress that fully displayed her beautiful figure to Orson.

It seemed even when attending the banquet in Saint Roland City, she hadn’t dressed so boldly.

“Orson, it’s been a long time,” Celineina said this, revealing a charming smile, raising her wine glass, and gesturing for Orson to sit.

“Mm,” Although he didn’t know why Celineina was being so formal today, Orson still sat down.

“Aren’t you going to say something to me?” Celineina said this, looking into Orson’s eyes.

Orson had originally intended to look into her eyes as well, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

The evening dress Celineina wore today was low-cut. Her figure was already good, and coupled with her current leaning forward motion, Orson could see the captivating cleavage with just a slight downward glance.

“Celineina... You are very beautiful tonight,” Orson said this, blushing and turning his head away.

This compliment was not false. Objectively speaking, whenever Celineina met Orson before, she always gave off a capable and spirited feeling. Yet tonight, she suddenly displayed such femininity.

Of course, at this moment, Orson also felt a hint of doubt.

Why was Celineina doing this?

“Hehe,” Celineina was also very happy to receive Orson’s compliment. She picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass of wine into Orson’s wine cup.

“To celebrate our great hero’s triumphant return, I’ll raise a glass to you first,” Celineina said this, and drank the wine in her glass all in one gulp.

“There is no great hero. If it weren’t for the financial support you provided, with just the Duchy’s finances, we wouldn’t have been able to pay the military salaries and pensions for even two months,” Orson said.

Saying this, Orson also raised his wine glass and drank it down.

“Try these dishes and see how they taste,” Celineina said this, pointing to the plates on the dining table.

“These were all made by the best chef in Antica City that I found. Although I can’t guarantee they suit your taste, the quality is definitely sufficient.”

“Actually, you didn’t need to go to so much trouble. My favorite is actually the food made by the servants at home. I’m used to it,” Orson said this, picking up a piece of beef and putting it in his mouth.

“Mm, very good.”

After hearing Orson say this, Celineina’s slightly nervous mood relaxed.

She was afraid that if the food wasn’t up to par, it would affect their mood for the evening.

“Did you encounter any problems today? You specifically asked me out for dinner,” Orson asked after a few rounds of drinks.

“Not really,” Celineina shook her head. “Can’t I look for you if there are no problems? Or do I just seem like a burden who only causes you trouble in your eyes, Orson?”

“No, no, that’s not what I meant,” Orson said, shaking his head with a blush, seemingly affected by the alcohol.

“Then what do you mean?” Celineina pouted, feigning anger.

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll get angry, you know.”

“Ahem, it’s just... I think, Celineina, you are the kind of person who wouldn’t come unless there was something important.”

“So that’s how utilitarian I am in your eyes, Orson?” Celineina said this, feeling a little disappointed.

Subsequently, to change Orson’s perception of her, she also thought of some actions.

She sat on the opposite side of the table and chair, extended a leg, and gently rubbed Orson’s leg.

Orson didn’t notice at first, but as Celineina’s movements became more pronounced, even if his nerves were numbed by the alcohol, he should have sobered up. Not to mention, he wasn’t actually drunk.

“Celineina, you...” Orson stared at Celineina in surprise, his eyes filled with confusion.

“Shush.” Celineina put her index finger to her mouth, making a shushing gesture.

“Orson,” Celineina said this, her tone carrying a hint of complaint. “Do you know, I actually wasn’t very happy with you at first.”

“I thought you were deliberately pretending to know everything, to understand everything.”

“That day you guessed my intentions, the time I wanted to fund Litte, I was actually very surprised, but at that time I thought you were just guessing and your purpose was to warn me, so I was very dismissive.”

“But later, you showed me through your actions that you are indeed that capable. My opinion of you dissipated, replaced by shame, the shame of my frog-in-the-well self presumptuously guessing your intentions.”

“After that, I always completed the tasks you assigned me well, and you told me again and again through your actions that trusting you is always right.”

Celineina said this. It seemed the alcohol was taking effect. The blush on her cheeks became more and more alluring. Although her eyes were blurry, a hint of clarity still shone through.

“I always felt I wasn’t worthy of you, so even that time I secretly confessed to you and you didn’t respond, I can understand.”

“I was originally planning to just maintain our cooperative relationship like this until the end, but... Orson, guess what...” Celineina said this, and laughed foolishly.

“Someone thinks the two of us are very suitable together.”

And Orson at this moment had fallen into a mental storm, his thoughts in complete disarray.

It seemed the alcohol was at play. Orson didn’t know why, but his brain was resisting thinking.

Every cell in his body seemed to be saying, “Take it. It belongs to you.”