Free Web NovelChapter 5: Devoured!
Liam, seeing Miria’s slightly loose pajamas revealing her milk-white skin. Accompanied by some kind of aromatherapy, whether it’s really aromatherapy or not.
That sight made Liam’s body hot all of a sudden.
Miria narrowed her eyes, as if telling Liam to come in.
Liam had no choice but to enter the room.
"Close the door, Liam."
Dammit, he actually wanted to open the door just so the smoke from the aromatherapy wouldn’t fill the room. However, Miria noticed it instantly. free𝑤ebnovel.com
In the end, he closed the door, the aromatherapy smoke filled the room. Heat began to rise from Liam’s body, he felt hot and it felt like being tickled.
’What kind of aromatherapy is this?!’
"Sit." Miria said.
Liam sat beside Miria. Books were spread on the small table in front of them, most of the material Liam heard vaguely when he was asleep in class.
However, it seemed the focus of the book material was on math and science.
"Alright, from all this material." Miria waved her hand over the books. "Which part do you not understand."
Liam, when asked like that, could only daydream. Why? Because the aromatherapy seemed to be making his body feel really strange.
Liam then held his breath as much as possible, then took a small breath.
"All of it," Liam said, truthfully.
Miria fell silent upon hearing that, her eyes showing a hint of concern.
She then held Liam’s palm.
Liam felt a soft sensation touching his hand, which made his heart, which was already pounding after entering this room, beat even faster.
Liam reflexively pulled his hand away. "Sorry, but may I ask something, Miria?" Liam asked quickly. "What effect does this aromatherapy have? I’ve been feeling hot since earlier."
"That means the smoke is working to cleanse your body."
’What do you mean cleanse?!’
Miria held her pen, pointing to a neatly and structurally written note.
"Let’s focus on studying first, Liam. Don’t change the subject. Look at my notes."
Liam sighed in his heart, then he looked at Miria’s notes. In that notes, there was so much material that he was far behind on. And all the questions were advanced, making Liam’s hair stand on end. He just realized that he went to an elite school, was this always normal there?
Miria began to explain the material in a tone like her teacher at school, her pen moving here and there guiding Liam’s eyes.
"Now, if you do math, intuitive thinking is something you need to have."
All of Miria’s explanations felt like wind passing by, the heat within Liam tickled him more. He looked at Miria, her hair shone with a pink hue from the smoke, then her soft lips really made Liam sweat.
Then...
Liam looked down, Miria’s loose pajamas exposed Miria’s slightly sweaty collarbone, making it glisten.
Then her chest...
"So..." Miria looked at Liam, only then did she find Liam’s eyes exploring her body.
Seeing that, Miria cheered in her heart. Yes, this was part of her plan.
"Are you seriously acting like a pervert now? How can you be looking at my body when I’m explaining something to you?!"
Miria acted, covering her body with her hands, as if she wasn’t secretly pleased.
"...Gross"
Hearing that, Liam was shocked.
’Shit...’ he thought.
He suspected that the aromatherapy had made him act this way, and even a foolish person could speculate that Miria herself was the mastermind behind all of this.
’How can you call me a pervert when you’re the one who planned this?!’
"Ugh... let’s just stop with the studying, Miria. You said before that you had something to discuss. So, what did you want to say?"
Hearing that, Miria returned to her serious persona. Then, she cleared her throat once.
"Ahem... Liam." Miria’s soft hand held Liam.
Suddenly, a hot flush spread to Liam’s ears, but he tried his best to act nonchalant now.
"Would you like to move into my house? We don’t mind adding another resident. And I’ve already prepared a room for you to sleep in." Miria said, her eyes holding a glint of her heavy affection.
’What is this all of a sudden??.’
Hearing this, Liam wasn’t sure what to say. He was honestly very confused right now.
Why...
Why was Miria obsessed with him, what was the catalyst for this? He and Miria were just ordinary childhood friends, and he was very sure he had never saved Miria from a life-or-death situation that would make her indebted to him for life.
So, why are you being so nice to me.
A deep, dark, churning lump formed in Liam’s heart.
He felt unworthy, to be honest.
He wasn’t smart, wasn’t popular, and was also poor. He didn’t go to karaoke or parties every Sunday like his friends, he didn’t go on healing trips here and there like his friends. His entire life had been spent just surviving.
Liam’s lips trembled, he really wasn’t sure what to answer.
"I’m sorry," Liam decided. "I will have to decline your offer, Miria."
Instantly, the light in Miria’s eyes vanished. She lowered her head, her hair completely covering her face.
"I see... Then..."
Then, suddenly, she reached into her pajama pants.
’Don’t tell me—’ Liam’s eyes widened. He reflexively pulled his head back.
However, a screen with swirling pink colors appeared. Once again, Miria was trying to hypnotize him now.
’Fuck! I’m going to get devoured!’
