Transmigrated Young Master's Yandere Harem-Chapter 43: New Plan

"Hey... did you just say... you want to live like normal? Having a family like any normal woman?!" Azael asked with excitement.

Taken aback by his expression, she nodded.

"Okay... for you to leave that place... is there a way to do that?" He asked further.

"Well... there is one way," she said while looking at him with confusion.

"What is it? Tell me?" Azael couldn’t help but ask her with an excited voice.

"I don’t know why you want to know... but there’s nothing I lose by telling you. Actually, if someone buys me, then I can leave it. The contract is more like a slave contract. But as one of the clauses says, if someone wishes to buy me, the owner could nullify it." She had no idea why the young man was acting like this.

"Ohh... then at what price could I buy you?" Azael asked eagerly.

The woman was once again taken aback. The young man didn’t even ask her name yet, and he was asking to buy her.

The woman stared at him for a few seconds, clearly caught off guard by his question.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and she let out a small, disbelieving laugh.

"You... you are asking that so casually," she said, shaking her head. "You don’t even know my name, and you’re already talking about buying me?"

Azael didn’t seem embarrassed at all. Instead, he leaned back slightly on the bench, his expression calm. But there was confidence in it.

"What if I can buy you?" he said simply.

The woman blinked, then let out another laugh, this time louder than before.

"Don’t joke around," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "Do you even know how much someone like me costs? And even if you did... you think you can afford it?"

Azael tilted his head slightly, a faint smirk forming on his lips. "You don’t believe me?"

She looked at him carefully now, her eyes scanning his face, his posture, his clothes.

Azael was undeniably handsome. Even though he wore casual clothes, he still looked like someone from a good, rich family.

"You do look like you come from a good family..." she admitted slowly. "But still... this isn’t something a random young man can just do."

Azael leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees, his violet eyes locking onto hers.

"You don’t need to worry about that," he said confidently. "If I say I can buy you... then I can. You just need to tell me... do you want to get free or not."

Her expression slowly shifted from amusement to curiosity.

There was something in his tone. Something unwavering that made her hesitate.

"...And if you do?" she asked carefully. "What then? You don’t want to buy me out of pity... but it also doesn’t look like you are after my body. What do you want from me?"

Azael’s smile deepened slightly. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"I will buy you and free you... then in return," he said, "you’ll have to do something for me."

Her eyes narrowed slightly. "What kind of thing?"

Azael paused for a moment, as if choosing his words carefully. Then he spoke, his tone calm but deliberate.

"It’s nothing too difficult," he said. "All you need to do is... get close to a certain married man."

She froze. Her eyes widened slightly as she processed his words. "...What?" she asked, her voice lower now.

Azael continued, unfazed. "Win his trust. Seduce him. Make him fall for you," he said. "And eventually... marry him."

The woman went completely silent.

Her expression changed. No longer tired, no longer casual. Now it was filled with confusion... and suspicion.

After a few seconds, she spoke again. "...Why?" she asked. "Why would you want something like that?"

Azael leaned back again, looking ahead instead of at her.

"You don’t need to know the reason," he said calmly. "I’ll buy you. You’ll be free from that place. No more contracts. No more being forced into anything."

He turned his head slightly toward her again. "And after that, you do this one thing for me."

She stared at him, still trying to understand.

Azael continued, his voice steady. "The man... he’s not a bad person," he added. "From what I know, he’s decent. If you do your part well, he’ll fall for you."

He shrugged lightly.

"And once that happens... you can leave this city with him. I’ll even arrange money for both of you. You can start a new life in another city. He has a clothing shop... so you can just move the shop to another city... what do you think?"

The woman’s lips parted slightly, but no words came out.

Azael’s gaze remained calm. "You said you wanted a normal life, right?" he said. "A family... someone who loves you."

He looked straight into her eyes. "This is your chance."

Silence fell between them. The evening breeze passed gently through the park, rustling the leaves.

The woman lowered her gaze slowly, her thoughts clearly in turmoil.

She could be free. No more being treated like an object for men’s pleasure.

Have a man for herself.

Everything she had just spoken about... she could get that. Now placed right in front of her at a cost. Her fingers clenched slightly over her dress.

"...You’re asking me to destroy someone else’s life to fix mine," she said quietly.

Azael didn’t reply immediately. He simply watched her, waiting. The choice... was hers.

"Maybe I am... but you don’t need to worry about them... you need to worry about your life... you need to be selfish if you want to have a good life."

"The man only meets his wife on weekends. Since she works and stays somewhere else because of her own work. They are not as close as how a loving wife and husband should be. So you can have a chance. Or do you think... you cannot make someone fall for you?" As she listened to his words,

her expression turned sharper. "What did you say? If there is anything I am good at... then it’s to seduce men. I know what they think... what they want... how they desire to be looked at by a woman." She paused and then continued.

"Even if his wife is more beautiful than me... I could still seduce and make him fall for me as long as they are not too close."

Azael smiled widely. "So... are you willing to do it?"

Azael extended his hand towards her.

She stared at the hand... she thought for a while. And in the end she gave in.

She held his hand and shook it.

"I will do it."

"By the way what’s your name?" Azael asked.

"Ria."