Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 141

(EP-141.2) #1

141 – Pincer #1

Mirna seemed to have a plan of her own to build a bridge with the Belhawk Family. It was quite smart to find a breakthrough in a crisis and turn it into an opportunity.

Mirna continued.

“Theo Gospel, I’m sorry I misunderstood you.”

This time, I could actually feel the sincerity in her apology. She also sounded much calmer compared to before.

Seureuk.

“Well then, can you sit here?”

I patted the seat right next to the sofa I was sitting on. Meanwhile, hearing such a sudden request, Mirna’s hair stood upright in surprise.

“Wh, what are you going to do if someone sees?”

“Who would see us? It’s just us here on the second floor-.”

I pointed with my finger to the screens surrounding our seats.

“Everything is blocked from view.”

“But....”

“Then should I go over there?”

I got up from my seat and sat next to Mirna. The fragrance emanating from her was refreshing, like a cool breeze.

It smelled like apple mint.

Was it the scent of shampoo or a special perfume?

Anyway, that wasn’t important right now.

What was important would be the uncertain and apologetic Mirna becoming restless for other reasons.

“Miss Mirna, may I hold your hand?”

“.......”

Mirna didn’t say anything. But after a moment, she timidly nodded her head ever so slightly.

It was a very small nod, but to my sensitive fairy senses, it felt like a grand gesture of permission.

Seuk.

I turned to face the same direction as Mirna, and our hands gently intertwined.

Mirna’s hands were slender, soft, warm, and pleasantly squishy – like a work of art made by meticulously crafting every positive element together.

Pareureu.

I could feel Mirna’s body trembling slightly from our connected hands. It would be nice if we could talk to each other, but I didn’t know if it was because the atmosphere became so silent that this felt more pronounced.

─Yesterday, the Professor-.

─What to do on vacation?

The silence made even the conversations from the cafe’s first floor sound loud and resonant.

The warm weather. The rays of sunshine. A discrete space with a screen on the second floor of a café. Two individuals, a man and a woman holding each other’s hands. And a subtle warmth and fragrance wafting in the air.

Such a cozy situation was yawn-inducing.