Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

The music is melodious and the sound of the piano is endless.

On normal days, Bastian would never have heard the whispers of the ladies.

But since the last time he passed out at the Monte Carlo auction house.

Bastian discovered that his hearing was inexplicably much stronger.

It was obviously some very weak sounds.

But as long as he listens attentively, he will be able to hear clearly.

It’s a good thing to have stronger ears, but...

Why has my memory deteriorated?

I can't remember exactly how I fell into a coma in prison that day.

I only vaguely remember it, before I fell into coma.

He seemed to hear that Abigail and Amboya disliked him.

Being rejected makes me very angry.

But it’s not like I fainted from anger after hearing everyone’s complaints.

Fortunately, when I woke up, no one was around.

It would be really embarrassing if someone discovered it!

Take back your thoughts.

Bastian turned his attention to the two people embracing each other on the dance floor.

What these ladies said is right.

Both in terms of strength and appearance.

Uncle and teacher are a match made in heaven.

I am just a junior.

He just has the blood of the Holander family, but he dreams of one day.

A dragon who can also be a teacher.

Ha, what a fool's dream.

A dance, the way the teacher looks at me.

From the beginning to the end, it was the earnest teachings of a national teacher.

But I am like a child.

Apart from being guided and educated by her, there is no use for him at all.

And the question I asked at the beginning was also stupid.

How could the father embarrass the teacher when his uncle was present?

Uncle is not only the teacher's strongest support, but also the sharpest holy sword.

As long as he is here, no one can threaten the teacher.

And what are you?

A useless crown prince with low magic power, weak magic core, and even memory problems.

Obviously standing next to the teacher.

But he was sweating profusely from his father's tit-for-tat confrontation.

It's really bad...

I am obviously a useless idiot, why...

Why do you always say believe me again and again?

Teacher, do you really believe me?

The unyielding determination in your eyes comes from your trust in me.

Or is it out of love for his uncle?

in case……

I'm not my uncle's nephew, so you won't even look at me?

Yes, it must be.

I still remember the first time I broke into the Imperial Preceptor’s Mansion at night, you reprimanded me.

You said you hate me very much.

You have no interest at all in talking about a boy-girl-looking little brat like me.

and so……

You just hired Sean Mabel to be the dragon, right?

I'll never get a chance to get close to you.

There will never be a chance...

The resentment surged rapidly in the young man's heart, making the aloof emperor freeze up.

He held the goblet in his hand tightly, his green eyes filled with crazy joy.

Yes, really!

Bastian turned out to be the bait chosen by the God of Darkness!

It creates resentment in him.

And this powerful resentment will eventually turn into the most amazing delicious food in the world.

Let yourself return to the top and your magic power will increase!

Laugh, dance...

Eileen Orange, the most beautiful moon in the empire.

But you only have two months left in your life.

How about you being a dragon girl, how about having three dragons?

After all, it's just my magic power supply.

The stronger you are, the more I like you.

-

At the end of the song, there was thunderous applause.

There was no mutual salute, Rodis was directly in full view of everyone.

He picked up Eileen across his waist and strode towards the lounge on the second floor.

"Fuck!"

Unable to hold it back, Rubens, who was standing aside, cursed.

"It seems that Sean is not lying. The captain is really very affectionate with the national master."

Everyone: "..."

Benjamin rolled his eyes, “More than loving.

"Although the music played just now was very loud, it depends on the ears of everyone present.

"You must have listened to some of the dirty words the regiment leader said to the Imperial Master.

“If I hadn’t heard it with my own ears, I wouldn’t have believed it.

"Our leader...does he have such a sultry side?"

Everyone: "..."

Seeing the two people disappearing at the end of the corridor, Sero put his forehead on his hands and wailed,

"It's chocolate, it's wine, it's wasteful, it's so wasteful.

“Not only did it cost me money, but it also caused me to be scorned by my ex-girlfriend. It’s such a shame.

"Who is it..." Sero slowly raised his head, his eyes dark.

"Who said that the tuba is useless and we need to practice the trumpet? Come out and promise not to beat him to death!"

"........."

Everyone looked around, only to find that Chelsea had gone somewhere long ago.

-

In the lounge corridor on the second floor, the guards stationed along the way knelt on the ground.

"See the moon of the empire, see the Duke of Holland."

Rodis ignored them and strode forward.

Erin blushed and looked panicked, pushing the man.

"Rodis, you are crazy. This is the Palace of the Sun, not the Imperial Master's Palace, nor the Duke's Palace.

"You were already very promiscuous at the dance, please be more serious."

"I hate the title 'Master National Master'."

Eileen was stunned by the nonsensical answer, "Huh?"

Rodis lowered his eyes and looked at her, "I hope that when they see us in the future, what they say in salute is——

"See Duchess of Holland, Lord Duke of Holland."

Erin: “…………”

"Also, I didn't mess around." His thin lips curled up, showing a proud smile.

“I’m in a relationship with my own wife, what’s the big deal?

"I'm not very loud, it's because they like to eavesdrop on our whispers. What can I do?

“If they want to be jealous, let them be jealous, after all, I am jealous too.

“Today in the banquet hall, all the men’s eyes are staring at you.

"And I have no choice but to get angry. I can't gouge out their eyes one by one."

"........."

Her purple eyes widened.

Erin couldn't believe that Rodis could talk such shameless nonsense.

Reaching out and pinching the soft flesh around her waist, Irene cursed,

"Bah! What nonsense! You are not jealous, let alone angry.

"How can you dance with a hug? It's just a hug. Why do you keep kissing me? I can't even hide.

"The music was about to stop, but you still said, 'I can't help it anymore.'

"Have you seen everyone's expressions? It's so embarrassing!

"Rodis, you have changed. You are really not ashamed now. You dare to say anything. You deliberately..."

"I didn't mean it."

Interrupting Irene's words, the man's smile deepened and his tenderness became even more intense.

The ruby-like eyes gradually turned into an ambiguous purple.

“Eileen, let’s teleport home, whether it’s the National Preceptor’s Mansion or the Duke’s Mansion.

"I just... couldn't help it."