novel-books Chapter 141 Aoko Also Wants to Exercise Her Rights
Chapter 141 Aoko Also Wants to Exercise Her Rights
Inside the hall, as the name "Arthur" was established, the tension in the air caused by the magical resonance finally dissipated.
Yuzhu picked up the slightly cooled cup of black tea again, took a small sip, and her dark eyes regained their calm.
She turned her gaze to Arthur, who was quietly awaiting instructions, and spoke in a flat tone:
"Now that the name has been decided, the next step is to discuss your accommodations within the mansion."
Yuzhu put down her teacup and casually pointed with her slender fingers to an open space near the staircase in the hall.
"From now on, your living area will be in this hall, and you will sleep on the floor here."
Although the area that Zhu was pointing to was covered with an expensive handmade carpet, it was clearly not a "comfortable bedroom".
"Hey, Yuzhu, isn't it a bit much to just have someone sleep on the living room floor like this..." Aoko instinctively wanted to voice her objection.
Although this man was a dangerous individual who had forcibly broken into the barrier, his deceptively charming appearance made sleeping on the floor feel like a form of torture inflicted on some fallen prince…
"This is a reasonable arrangement." Yuzhu interrupted Aoko without any mercy, but her eyes were fixed on Arthur.
"First, he is my 'property,' and I have the right to make his own arrangements."
Secondly, the main hall is the hub of the mansion, and also the place where I've set up the most defensive traps... I can monitor every move here at any time.
As a pure-blooded witch, Arisu is very clear-headed.
Even if the "fairy tale contract" they signed did indeed take effect.
But whether or not one is willing to abide by the contract when faced with a man who is like a live volcano inside him is still up to him.
Placing him in the hall was the most direct form of surveillance, and also a blatant declaration of sovereignty against Arthur, emphasizing that his authority was not to be overstepped.
However, Arthur showed no dissatisfaction with these obviously harsh and human rights-violating accommodation arrangements.
Even though he had lost his memory, he knew that he had caused Youzhu a great and unnecessary economic loss.
Compensation is a matter of course.
And because of a certain instinct still lingering in his body, he came up with a "reasonable" interpretation of this arrangement.
"I understand, Miss Ariju."
Arthur nodded seriously, his clear eyes even showing clear agreement.
"The lobby connects to all the entrances of the mansion."
As someone who has signed a service contract, it is my duty to guard the vital passage of the territory.
Your decision was very visionary.
"..."
Yuzhu paused slightly, her fingers holding the tea tray stiffening for a moment.
Looking at Arthur's serious expression, as if he were determined to "defend the gate to the death," the series of warnings she had prepared instantly vanished like a punch landing on cotton.
"Wait a minute! Me too! Me too! Speaking of responsibilities, I just realized something very important!"
Aozaki Aoko, who had been quietly listening, suddenly brightened up, as if she had grasped some blind spot.
She suddenly stood up, crossed her arms, and walked briskly to Arthur, a cunning glint in her azure eyes.
"Arthur, right? You destroyed the barrier in the deep mountains, so you have to work to pay off your debt, right?"
Aoko slightly raised her chin, revealing a smug smile imbued with the logic of a robber.
"Then listen to me! The spiritual vein defense barrier of Misaki Town does not belong to Yuuki alone, but is jointly managed by her and me."
In other words, half of the barrier you destroyed belongs to me!
Yuzhu raised an eyebrow slightly but did not refute it, which was considered as tacit approval of what her roommate said.
She also wanted to hear what else Aoko would say.
"So..." Aoko patted Arthur's broad shoulder with an air of authority:
"From today onwards, you are not only Yuzhu's debtor, you are also my debtor!"
To repay your half of the debt you owe me, from now on, all the chores in this mansion will be your responsibility, understand, new guy?
Faced with the energetic girl's arrogant "declaration of creditor's rights," Arthur was taken aback for a moment.
Then, his tall figure instantly closed the distance between the two of them, and the oppressive feeling of an adult male made Qingzi subconsciously take half a step back.
However, there was no sign of anger on Arthur's face.
He naturally created a polite distance, placed his right hand on his chest, and solemnly knelt on one knee in front of Qingzi.
"I see. I'm so sorry that I unintentionally harmed your interests..."
Arthur's gentle voice echoed in the hall. Although he was sincerely expressing his apology, Aoko was completely oblivious to what he was saying.
Because Arthur made a rather large movement by kneeling on one knee.
The large black cloak that had just been casually draped over his shoulders had slipped down halfway down his shoulders!
That perfectly sculpted, naked chest, as if carved by God himself, was exposed to Aoko's unguarded gaze under the dim lights of the mansion...
"I understand, Miss Aoko, for the sake of both of you..."
"Stop! Stop! Stop! Shut up! You're not allowed to move!"
Aoko's cheeks flushed crimson in an instant, as if they were about to bleed, and her azure eyes were filled with panic and shame.
She covered her eyes with one hand, backing away like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and pointed her other finger at Arthur's nose, shouting:
"You...you're not wearing anything underneath?! Pervert! Exhibitionist! Wrap yourself up properly!"
Faced with Aoko's outburst, Arthur blinked innocently, glanced down at his slipping cloak, and then realized what had happened.
The upbringing etched deep within their souls instantly prevailed.
A hint of embarrassment and annoyance flashed across his previously calm face.
He quickly grabbed the cloak that had slipped off and wrapped himself up tightly again.
"I'm so sorry, Miss Aoko, it was my rudeness!"
Arthur lowered his head in shame, his voice filled with self-reproach for his disheveled appearance:
"When I fell, I was truly penniless, with only this cloak given to me by Miss Yuzhu to cover my body. To be so unkempt in front of a lady is truly..."
"I don't want to hear your explanations. Anyway, I'll teach you how to use the kitchen at seven tomorrow morning! Now go to sleep right now!"
With a flushed face, Aoko didn't even look at Arthur and rushed up the stairs to the second floor as if she were fleeing.
With a loud "bang," the door slammed shut, marking the end of this unexpected exposure incident.
Watching Aoko flee in disarray, Arthur sighed helplessly. He stood up and rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.
"It seems I need to figure out how to get a decent set of clothes before I can officially start taking on my duties."
"That's not something you should be worrying about right now."
As Yuzhu looked at the man who had given Aoko a hard time, a barely perceptible smile flashed across her usually expressionless face.
She stood up, lifted the hem of her black skirt, and a strange bell slipped from her sleeve.
With a faint magical fluctuation, a neatly folded set of bedding and a sleeping bag fell from the shadows of the ceiling and landed precisely on the carpet in front of Arthur.
Yuzhu walked towards the stairs. Before stepping onto the stairs, she slightly turned her head and gave her first order of the night in an unquestionable tone:
"You may use the restrooms on the first floor, but you are absolutely not allowed to step onto the stairs to the second floor."
The mansion isn't safe at night; those familiars roam the corridors...
At this point, Yuzhu's voice stopped.
She recalled the image of her "Bridge Giant," known for its ferocity, trembling like a puppy before this man at the edge of the pit.
Using a familiar to threaten this man of unknown origin is a joke. If he really clashes with the familiar in the middle of the night, he will definitely not be the one in danger.
A hint of unease flashed across Yu-joo's face.
She abruptly changed her tone, turning her warning into a declaration of "food protection":
"If you encounter them late at night, don't damage my familiar. They are extremely valuable magical assets, and you can't afford to pay for them now."
There was no unnecessary small talk.
After leaving behind this cold warning, the haughty fairytale witch turned away without a second thought.
Like an emotionless ghost, it walked straight into the darkness leading to the second floor.
Arthur stood alone in the empty hall of the mansion, looking at the sleeping bag on the floor, lost in thought.