Chapter 303 – 12. A Miserable Woman, the Love-Hungry Maid Katra

‘What’s your intention… ‘

Catra watched Cassano smile, her purpose unknown. However, she had to obey him as much as possible, as it was almost certain that if she went against his will, she would really fall down or be taken over by the empire’s agents.

‘Because I’m used to figuring out your intentions and courting you… ‘

At the request of the leader, she has infiltrated numerous places and extracted information. With her leader’s order to cooperate with Stelgia, who was the Countess, she went to the whistle-nam writer she designated and she became a maid there. She stole information from the aristocratic family while serving her eldest daughter, Perisha, the successor of a male writer, and stayed there, imbued with her lady’s favor.

“I want to hear how Mr. Katra met Perisha.”

‘Is it reading my insides?’

As soon as she thought about her young lady, she started talking about that topic. Catra cleared her throat and spoke obediently. It was the commander’s order. Under Stellgia, she infiltrated the Whistleman writer, stole information about the noble family, and closely investigated whether the baron was providing supplies or offerings to other nobles. It was an obvious story.

‘A life that drifts somewhere every day… ‘

The Slave Liberation Corps was a group that saved Catra as a human, but it was not a place where she could stay. Katra, who wanted a stable place, a ‘home’, was thirsty inwardly and realized that there was something missing in her life, wandering around and stealing information, but she did not tell anyone.

‘Because I can’t be comforted anyway.’

“It must have been difficult. She keeps wandering around in unfamiliar places.”

A flinch, Katra’s shoulders trembled for a moment, but that was all. It will be a formal consolation. It was obvious what the thin man was up to, so Katra gave a rough answer, but the voice that followed made her stiffen.

“But it’s a relief for me, because I got to meet Mr. Catra.”

The obvious, so obvious, that it was said rather creepy to the listener, but Cassano said it calmly without changing her face. What a smirk—Catra, fed up inside, struggled to answer, but her body felt strange.

-Jureuk

“For a moment.”

Without a word, Cassano took out her handkerchief and slapped Catra on the cheek. Her moisture disappeared with the touch of the soft cotton, and her eyes were sore. Her catra rolled her eyes at her unknown phenomenon, but Casanova comforted her wordlessly rather than bring her up for nothing.

“… It sounds like a flirt.”

Maybe it’s because she’s met a lot of women, but Katra, who was unreasonably upset by her unreserved behavior, scolded the man in front of her and looked at her with strength in her eyes.

“I’m not a flirt, that’s why I act like that because I like it that much.”

“Wouldn’t you like to step away for a bit?”

Her face didn’t change and she said something—Catra felt her ears heat up at Cassano’s impudent words and actions, and tried to push him away.

“I don’t like it.”

“Haha, this is embarrassing. She knows that you and her are in love, but when you come out like this, she has no face to see you.”

… Actually, I didn’t say it with Perishia in mind, but that man who loves Perishia would back down at these words. It was a word that I uttered out of my mind. Although Catra felt that she was cowardly, she was relieved thinking that Cassano would step down at this level.

“It is impossible to love people. I want to be with you… “

Took, the tip of the nose touched again.

“I miss you.”

Black pearl-like black eyes glittered. Gulp, Catra swallowed saliva in his mouth and suddenly wanted to look in the mirror. What face do I have? Why is your face so hot, and why is your head so fluffy and dizzy?

“I want to cherish it, isn’t that what love is?”

Suddenly, a rough palm with calluses touched his cheek. The sound of his own heart echoed through his body through his pounding, pounding, back against the door. No- the whole body is like the heart. Katra pushed the man in front of him away and wanted to run away, but his stupid head uttered useless words.

“Don’t talk like that. I am fully aware that these words were made up on purpose to seduce me.”

Did I speak too coldly? Catra saw the man’s slightly dimmed eyes, and involuntarily, his heart sank.

“It’s beautiful, no matter how many times I see it. I didn’t make it up, I’ve been thinking about it since the first time we met.”

You don’t know about me I know you, like women, smirk, cruel, violent. I’m just a girl I like, so I’m just making things up.

Katra kept repeating to herself, and each time her thoughts were cut off as information collided, the man in front of her hated the man in front of her. It’s just, when I dig up information like a machine as the leader tells me, there’s no pain like this at all.

“It’s really beautiful. They don’t seem to have any expressions, but when they look at Perishia with a faint smile or when they look at the children with warm eyes, their dimples are cute.”

Cute, cute His head throbbed at words he had never heard in his life. Catra pursed her lips and tried to protest, but Cassano grinned and frowned. As she licked her lips and tried to scold her, a slightly sweet voice disturbed her ears.

“I think it’s cute when you purr when you’re worried or irritated, or when you pretend you’re okay when you’re in a bad mood. And stimulated.”

Stimulated- A sticky, sugar-like voice permeated my ears. The first explicit expression of affection she had ever heard in her life, the compliment that made her feel violent, and Katra, who had been beaten out of nowhere, stretched out her hand, feeling the wall in her heart crumbling down.

A trembling, whether due to nervousness or excitement, passed through his hands. I pushed Cassano’s chest with a trembling hand, but he, towering like a rock, did not move a single step, but rather whispered something as his lips collided with his red-hot ears.

“It’s not a lie.”

A thump at the voice that heated his ears, Katra, whose head was hit by the mung she leaned against, felt that the futility and emptiness she had faced head-on after being caught here had disappeared.

Feeling as if his ego, wounded by self-torture, is being healed with a sense of shame that he was captured and harmed his benefactor, the leader.

Catra, rescued from slavery but not loved as a complete “Me,” Felt her soul filled with the love Cassano recited, and smiled lightly without realizing it.

“Is it already this time? I’ll just go.”

Quietly, Cassano reached out, turned the doorknob, and opened the door. Katra, who had been pushed out like a door, looked at Cassano, who was waving her hand gently until the door closed, and only then was rescued from the lake of strange emotions after the door closed.

“It’s just, it’s just a made-up word… “

Still, it felt good to hear it, so there’s no need to tell me not to do it.

Cassano, who had been sticking to him more than necessary, disappeared and Catra, who was slightly permeated by Cassano’s voice pouring out affectionate compliments and affection, lay quietly on the bed, but ended up staying up all night awake because of her heart beating noisier than usual. .

After that night’s thrilling tryst – Cassano found himself every night. Catra said, “Because she can’t refuse—” She deceived her heart and opened the door to greet her guests.

‘Yes, they must be trying to steal information.’

On the second day, I tried to push him away, figuring out his hidden intentions. Because he can’t love himself, and-love doesn’t matter. To repay the favor to the captain who saved him. Because that’s the reason for this life.

Three days, four days, at the same time, with the same smile, Cassano endlessly talked to him and endlessly inquired about his story. Catra, who had been concocting several stories for a day or two, was sent to the place where Cassano was sent at the request of the leader for Cassano, who kept asking questions.

Haha, really? Wow, isn’t that a lie?”

“I have no reason to lie.”

“Oh, that is so funny. Haha, ha-ah, I keep thinking about it. Kkeuk.”

‘… It looks really funny.’

Cassano, who smiled so loudly that he kept thinking about it and knocked on the bed he was sitting on, laughed, and sobbed for a long time. Catra, stimulated by that sight, forcibly squeezed her head and squeezed an experience similar to the one she just talked about. I squeezed out a trivial story and told it to Cassano.

“… It was really beautiful. The blue flower fields bathed in moonlight are sparkling, like a dream.”

“It wasn’t an infiltration, it was a picnic, wasn’t it? A field of green flowers covering a garden in such a remote area is a lie.”

“Again, there is no reason to lie.”

‘… I’m glad you liked the story of the scenery you saw when you sneaked in.’

Cartra had never been like this except for Cassano. She never spoke out to Perishia, but cared for her like her sister, she heard Perishia when she heard her story, but didn’t come forward to tell her story for her-

‘I want to continue.’

Wanting to do something, Catra, whose withered desire rose, told Cassano every day a variety of stories and listened to his stories. Catra gradually waited for Cassano to come as they exchanged funny stories that made them laugh spontaneously.

“Today… “

Katra smiled lightly as she reread the story Perishia had written in her notebook during her hunting trip. I erased it a few times and kept folding and unfolding it, so it got crumpled, but I’m sure you’ll like it. Thinking of Cassano smiling pleasantly while knocking on the bed, Catra waited for Cassano at the window with a light smile.

-So that night, for the first time since coming to Hinera Village, Cassano didn’t come to Catra’s room.