My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

"These may be very useful when doing alchemy."

"Hmm..." Litt thought about it, and her heart was very entangled.

She could do this for Hekatia, but she didn't know what Hekatia would use it for.

Moreover, when she thought that Orson's things were kept by other women, she didn't know why Litt always felt irritated.

After thinking it over again and again, Litt finally had to succumb to reality.

"Teacher Hekatia, I promise you, but you must keep this secret for me."

"Yeah, of course." Litt nodded. "But, Litt, just in case, you should not let anyone touch your body casually, otherwise if they find out, they may not keep it a secret for you."

"I know..." Litt nodded after hearing this.

I should be more vigilant.

After returning home, Litt began to think about how to tell Orson about this.

After thinking about it, Litt decided.

Don't tell Orson about this. People usually lose their hair anyway, so I just pretend to clean the room and collect these.

At night, Lit saw that it was dark, thought about it, and it was almost time, so he tiptoed to Orson's door.

Gently pushed the door open a crack, and after confirming that Orson was already asleep on the bed, Lit walked into the room.

She cast a night vision magic on herself, so that she could see things clearly in the dark.

Then, she searched on the ground.

She would occasionally lose her hair, and she didn't believe that Orson would not lose his hair.

Then, after scanning back and forth three times, Lit still couldn't find a single hair on the ground.

Impossible...

Lit suddenly thought that he didn't see Orson's hair when he helped him clean the room before.

Could it be that Orson really doesn't lose his hair...

That's too enviable.

Thinking of this, Lit saw Orson sleeping soundly on the bed.

If it doesn't work, I'll just secretly cut off a small bunch of hair and go...

Thinking of this, Lit quietly climbed onto Orson's bed.

In order not to wake Orson, Lit slowed down as much as possible.

Speaking of which, Orson seemed to be really asleep...

Looking at Orson's sleeping face, Lit didn't know why he was a little stunned.

Lit couldn't help but lower his head, and his cheek slowly approached Orson. Just when their faces were about to touch each other, Lit raised his head and patted his head hard.

No, no, no, Lit, you are Orson's younger brother now. Taking advantage of Orson's sleep to do this is taking advantage of him!

You can't do this. At least you have to wait until Orson wakes up and ask for Orson's opinion before you can do this.

But...as a younger brother, it should be okay to sleep next to his brother...

Thinking of this, Lit's body involuntarily got into Orson's quilt, and then stuck to Orson.

Well, since leaving the hotel, Orson and I haven't slept together. Now that I think about it, I really miss this feeling...

Then, Lit shook his head suddenly.

No, no, I came here to cut Orson's hair. At least I should get the business done first before considering other things!

Thinking so, Lit was about to move, but Orson beside him suddenly turned around and hugged Lit in his arms.

Feeling the warmth from Orson's skin, Lit's cheeks became hot.

Although I know that this was an unintentional act of Orson in his sleep, but...

Lit is still very ashamed!

Lit can even feel the throbbing of her chest, almost jumping out directly.

Lit, with a hot brain, has now completely forgotten what she is here for.

She only knows that Orson's arms are so warm, and she doesn't want to get out of them at all...

If only it could go on like this.

Hehe, I like the smell of Brother Orson...

Thinking like this, Lit became more and more confused, and finally, she fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, early in the morning, Orson rubbed her eyes, then stretched and woke up.

I slept very comfortably last night. It seems that because there were a lot of things in the past few days, I went to bed early yesterday, and today I really returned with a hundred times more energy.

Then, looking at the person lying next to him, Orson was stunned.

At this moment, Lit was leaning on him. You can imagine how intimate the sleeping posture of the two people was last night.

Then he pinched his face.

After confirming that it was true, he sat on the bed and covered his face.

Is it normal for brothers to sleep together after adulthood?

That's obviously not normal!

Sure enough, Lit still has a deformed love for me...

How should I persuade Lit? After all, no matter how cute Lit looks, he is just a boy. Orson thinks that he is still heterosexual.

After all, he is engaged to Olivia.

As if noticing Orson's movements, Litt also sat up from the bed, stretched and made a cute sound.

Then, after noticing the back of Orson sitting on the bed, Litt was stunned.

She recalled what happened last night. She was just going to lie next to Orson for a while, but she didn't expect that she would lie there for a whole night...

She regained consciousness instantly, her face was flushed, and her eyes began to swirl.

Oh no, did Orson misunderstand something? Did he think that she was a pervert...

"That... Oh, Orson, good morning, good morning." She said this and climbed out of bed.

Lit's little head turned, thinking of an excuse to cover up the past.

Then, she had an idea and came up with a good idea.

"Hey, Orson?! Why am I on the mud bed!? Did I sleepwalk last night...?" Lit said in disbelief.

"Really?" Hearing Lit's voice, Orson, who was thinking about ethical concepts, had a glimmer of hope. He turned his head and looked at Lit, with a hint of worry in his eyes. "Lit, if you really sleepwalk, you must pay attention.

You must have a good rest recently."

"Yeah!" Lit nodded. Seeing that Orson believed him, Lit was relieved.

This excuse is great! In this way, he can climb into Orson's bed at night.

However, in order to prevent Orson from being suspicious of him, Lit decided to reduce the frequency of sleepwalking.

After the two finished breakfast, Lit suddenly remembered that he had promised Hekatia to bring her Orson's hair.

After thinking about it, since he couldn't get it secretly, Lit simply spoke directly.

"That... Orson."

"What's wrong?" Seeing Lit looking at him shyly, Orson knew that the other party probably had something to do.

"Well, that's it, Hekatia's alchemy class needs some materials, including human hair, and a control group. I don't have enough, so I want to ask Orson for some..."

"That, is it okay?" Lit looked at Orson and showed a requesting expression.

Seeing that his brother was begging him, Orson certainly couldn't refuse. He nodded and then took out a bottle.

"I usually have the habit of collecting my own hair. Here are the hairs I have collected for a while. It should be enough for you." Orson said this and handed it to Lit.

"Huh?!" Lit was surprised when he heard it.

No wonder I didn't see it in Orson's room. It turns out that Orson collects it himself.

"Thank you Orson~"

"It's okay." Orson shook his head.

It's just hair, it doesn't matter.

Then, as if he thought of something, Orson said: "By the way, if you use my hair to make any powerful medicine, remember to tell me."

"Yeah!" Lit nodded when he heard it.

(PS: This chapter is still a big chapter of 1w2, but from tomorrow I should only be able to update 1w a day. If it is counted as 2K per chapter, I have updated 28 chapters since it was put on the shelves. I suddenly feel that I have updated a lot. Don't reward me.)

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Chapter 83: Is it a dream? It turns out it wasn't a dream (1.2W)

After sending Li Te away, Orson started his day.

From today, the school festival will be officially prepared. The office and the planning department are writing the plan for the school festival. Although it will be much more convenient to refer to the experience of the school festival in previous years, after all, every student union strives to be better than the previous one, and Orson is no exception.

Now that the eyesore has been removed, there is no resistance in the academy, and everything is going in an orderly manner.

Orson came to the classroom. He came late today. In the past, Olivia, who was his deskmate, should have come to the classroom, but she was unexpectedly later than him.

It was not until the moment before the class bell rang that Olivia hurried to the classroom, and then hurriedly came to sit next to Orson.

"I didn't expect that you would come so late today, Olivia." Orson said this and smiled.

Olivia panted slightly, and rarely did she immediately start to choke Orson, but took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

A guess came to Orson's mind.

Could she be...

Although Orson, as a boy, had not experienced these things, it did not mean that he had not heard of them.

Could she be a relative?

After thinking about it, Orson decided not to take advantage of her to tease Olivia.

The class passed quickly, and Olivia also recovered.

At this time, she glanced at Orson beside her and showed her signature smile.

"Student Orson, were you thinking about something rude during class just now?"

"That's not the case." Orson shook his head.

"Well, but I feel a little cold here in my stomach, student Orson, do you want you to reach out and rub it for me?" Olivia winked at Orson, and her tone was also a bit tempting.

"My suggestion is to drink more hot water." Orson said this and stood up. "By the way, if you want to warm your belly, heating it up will work better than rubbing it with your hands. I can light a fire for you."

"I'm going to the bathroom first."

So saying, Orson walked out of the classroom.

Olivia sat there, listening to what Orson said, her face changed again and again, and she gritted her teeth secretly.

Is this Orson a thousand-year-old tree? Don't you understand what I mean?

What about drinking more hot water and warming yourself by the fire? I'll burn your hair!

It seems that because of her menstrual period, Olivia's usually calm mood has become a little out of control.

Fortunately, Olivia adjusted herself in time. She took a few deep breaths and adjusted her breathing.

When Orson came back, Olivia had returned to normal. Orson was very surprised that he didn't see her annoyed expression.

How could Olivia not be angry with his straight male speech?

So she really didn't like him. Everything he did before was to deliberately let himself fall into her gentleness, right?