Chapter 171: Cat Teacher and Morion were Completely Satisfied |
In the dead of the night, within a room filled with a classical ambiance, Morion sat under the surrounding lights, his head quietly lowered as he read the story the Cat Teacher was writing for him on paper.
The man and the cat said not a word, yet they communicated with high efficiency.
The only sounds in the quiet room were the faint rustling of the pen against the paper and the soft, steady breathing of Dekan and Cornelia.
An unknown amount of time passed.
“This is the story so far, meow.”
The Cat Teacher, lying prone on the table, wrote the final stroke.
Morion nodded.
An expression of complete satisfaction appeared on his face.
He also looked forward to the rest of the story.
Every so often, Morion had to check if the two had woken up.
He was worried that as he got absorbed in the story, Dekan would suddenly appear behind him and stare at him with a terrifying expression.
Morion was quite confident that Dekan was capable of such a thing.
But fortunately, that didn't happen.
Perhaps because Dekan and Cornelia could both feel each other’s presence, they felt exceptionally at ease, even in the most dangerous place within this 6th-rank Shadow World.
Morion took the pen from the Cat Teacher, rubbing the Cat Teacher's head in the same way Dekan did, and wrote on the paper:
“By the way, Cat Teacher, I’ve had a question since the very beginning. Why do you add ‘meow’ to the end of your sentences even when you write?”
Morion had actually been puzzled about this since the evening began.
But he had held back from asking.
However, when the Cat Teacher saw Morion's question, it instantly waved its front paws and, in a fit of exasperation, snatched the pen from Morion's hand.
“Meow meow meow! None of your business! It’s my habit, meow!”
The Cat Teacher controlled the pen and forcefully wrote these words on the paper.
It seemed very angry about Morion's question.
Morion smiled helplessly and wanted to pat the Cat Teacher's head again.
But this time, the Cat Teacher dodged.
It wouldn't let him pat it anymore.
Just as they were making a bit of noise, Dekan sat up from the bed, rubbing his eyes.
While Dekan was still sleepy-eyed, Morion and the Cat Teacher quickly came to an agreement and hid all the papers on the table.
“?”
Seeing them like this, Dekan showed a puzzled look.
(Were you guys just roasting me?)
Dekan stared at the desk with a hint of disdain and said softly.
The Cat Teacher and Morion shook their heads in unison.
(Heh.)
Based on their slightly exaggerated reactions, Dekan was certain they had just been roasting him.
But Dekan didn't care about such things.
As long as they weren't gossiping about him like little girls, he didn't really mind.
No longer paying attention to the scummy cat and the old fox, Dekan turned his gaze to the clock on the wall.
Although it was still a bit early, it wasn't far from the middle of the night.
(What do you think, want to switch shifts?)
Morion asked softly.
Dekan shook his head and looked at Cornelia, who was still fast asleep.
(Let her sleep a little longer.)
“!”
Seeing Dekan’s gentle eyes and tone, Morion couldn't help but pick up the Cat Teacher, who also became exceptionally excited, waving its four limbs.
“......”
Dekan frowned at the man and the cat.
Are you trying to express opposition or agreement?
And are you happy or sad?
Dekan felt that ever since the Cat Teacher and Morion had gotten familiar with each other, they would sometimes act inexplicably as if they had gone mad.
Dekan: (You really do have a problem with me, don't you?)
Cat Teacher: (No, meow.)
Morion: (How could that be? People who have a problem with you are either already in the Underworld or are probably waiting in line.)
...
Just like that, the three of them chatted softly for a while. Dekan saw that it was about time.
So, Dekan walked to the other side of the bed and gently patted Cornelia's slender shoulder.
“......”
Cornelia opened her eyes, seemingly ready to enter a combat state at any moment.
However, when she saw Dekan's expression, she immediately relaxed.
Her sleepiness even started to return.
(Go to the sofa. You can rest a bit more if you're sleepy.)
Dekan said.
Cornelia nodded, quickly got out of bed, and then walked over to the sofa to sit down quietly.
The second half of the night.
Morion and the Cat Teacher soon went to lie down and rest.
Dekan and Cornelia, on the other hand, sat on the sofa together, keeping watch.
Actually, Morion and the Cat Teacher were at a disadvantage.
Because there was no telling when Countess Lilislina might come knocking on the door in the latter half of the night to report on the completion of her mission.
However, the Cat Teacher was a night owl anyway and could slack off in Dekan's shadow during the day.
And since Morion was being so kind for once, Dekan couldn't be bothered to investigate the reason, even if he didn't know it.
These two rascals just wanted to talk bad about him together, that's all.
Time passed, second by second.
The room was even quieter than before.
Cornelia still seemed a bit sleepy; having just woken up in the middle of the night, it was easy for her to continue her previous drowsiness.
So she leaned against the sofa, dozing off, and as she dozed, her head tilted and rested on Dekan's shoulder.
Dekan just sat there quietly, as motionless as a chess piece.
He gazed at the paintings on the room's walls, as if deep in thought.
“......”
It seemed to be an intuition.
Dekan kept feeling as if there were eyes on him.
He swept his gaze around the room and quickly noticed—
Morion and the Cat Teacher, lying on the bed, were secretly watching him!
Dekan: (You're not asleep?)
Cat Teacher & Morion: (Falling asleep.)
Dekan: “......” (What the hell.)
...
Until a grayish light appeared outside the window.
Although the sky was still dim, it already heralded the arrival of dawn.
“Knock, knock.”
A knock finally came at the bedroom door.
Then, Countess Lilislina's voice came from outside:
“Lord Marquis, I am very sorry that I only managed to capture three people tonight.”
Not long after, Morion, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes, but he showed no intention of getting up.
He replied:
“You did very well. It's almost dawn, go and rest. Have your familiars take my familiars to interrogate these few humans.”
On the sofa, Dekan heard Morion's voice and couldn't help but frown as he looked at the reclining Morion.
Morion had already closed his eyes and gone back to sleep.
What you mean is.
You're not planning to go?
You're going to keep hiding in the room to rest and sleep, and let me and Cornelia do the work?
Although it was reasonable for a noble vampire marquis to avoid activity during the day.
But Dekan felt like Morion was exploiting his teammates' labor?
This guy should just be cashed in!
He deserved to be beaten to death by his dad!