Vol 2 Chapter 10: Let’s Get Married!
“Huh?” Abyss was dumbfounded. Who asks for a kiss right after waking up from death?
He looked at Flora and Leona, but they were equally confused, unsure of Rebecca’s intentions.
“Should I…” he mumbled, hesitant.
Leona grimaced. “No! But if there’s no other way… I… It’s none of my business…”
“Do as she says,” Flora said, nodding at Abyss. “We shouldn’t waste any time. Miss Rebecca is a genius. She must have a reason for this!”
Abyss scratched his head. “This is the first time I’ve kissed a girl… Do I kiss her on the lips?”
“Just her cheek! Don’t even think about kissing her lips!” Leona shouted, jumping up and down. “No! I forbid it!”
“Alright…” Abyss said, lowering his head, then hesitantly leaned towards Rebecca’s cheek.
“Whoosh!”
Just as his lips were about to brush against her smooth skin, Rebecca’s mouth opened, and a puff of pink vapor escaped her lips, hitting Abyss squarely in the face.
The sudden gust of vapor startled him. He instinctively inhaled, drawing it into his lungs. Rebecca, lying on the ground, her consciousness mostly restored, smiled faintly, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.
“Abyss!” Flora exclaimed, alarmed. “What are you doing?!”
“What was that?!” Leona asked, confused. “What did you inhale?”
“Wait… Calm down…” Abyss said, taking a few deep breaths. The pink vapor smelled pleasant, a sweet floral scent, like a girl adorned with flowers. He felt the vapor entering his lungs, quickly absorbed into his bloodstream, a surge of magical energy rushing towards his brain!
*Buzz!*
His ears rang, then the ringing subsided. The scent vanished, and the sensation of the potion coursing through his body disappeared.
And with it, his persistent suicidal thoughts vanished as well.
“You… Cough… Cough… You trust me that much?”
A soft, slightly raspy voice came from below, making them look down.
Rebecca, her beautiful face adorned with a slightly stiff smile, her eyes now bright and lively, looked at Abyss.
“I don’t need to doubt you. You’ve always been a kind person,” Abyss said, smiling back at her. “Welcome back. And thank you for the antidote.”
“You came to rescue me? Cough… Lannis really found some capable people… Traveling to another world to find me. I’m surprised…” Rebecca said, struggling to sit up. Abyss quickly reached out, supporting her with his hands.
She sat up, leaning against him, and continued, “You’re safe now. Your companions might need some potions to counteract the toxins… Do you have a way to return? Did Lannis figure out how to create those crystals? How did she become so skilled… Cough… How long have I been gone? It must have been a couple of months. My body is so stiff… Give me a moment… I need to recover… Oh, right, the alchemical ingredients I brought, I remember…”
“You’re dead,” Abyss said, interrupting her, his voice gentle. “Forty-three years have passed. You don’t need to worry about potions. I’m a necromancer. My name is Abyss. They, like you now, are my followers. Undead are immune to toxins.”
Rebecca’s smile faltered. She stared at him, speechless.
“Hello? Are you still there?” Abyss asked, waving a hand in front of her face.
“I’m dead?” she finally mumbled. “You’re a necromancer?”
“Yes. Don’t worry, I treat my followers well. They can vouch for me,” Abyss said, trying to reassure her with his most comforting smile.
“I… I can vouch for him,” Flora said, raising her hand.
“He can be a bit of a pervert sometimes… But… Overall… He’s a good person… Just a little bit,” Leona said, her voice barely audible.
“Eeeeeeek!!!” Rebecca shrieked, her voice cracking. “I’m dead?!”
“Yes, yes, you’re dead. But you’re undead now, so it’s not much different from being alive,” Abyss said, patting her back gently.
“And another thing!” Rebecca exclaimed, her voice regaining some strength. She could now raise her hands more freely. She pointed at Abyss. “They used ‘he’ when referring to you, right? You’re a man!”
“Uh… Yes, but I didn’t intend to deceive you. I just heard you didn’t like interacting with men, and I was worried you might have a phobia or something… So I wore this dress…” Abyss explained calmly, summoning his magical catfish and retrieving the flowers he had purchased earlier. “And it’s your birthday today, so I bought you some flowers. I hope you like them—can you hold them? If not, I can give them to you later.”
“Ah…” Rebecca stared at him, her eyes wide.
“What’s wrong with her?” Flora whispered to Leona.
“Looks like Abyss is about to be labeled a pervert,” Leona said, smirking, enjoying the situation.
“Miss Rebecca? We have plenty of time to get to know each other…” Abyss said, offering her the flowers.
“No need to get to know each other!” Rebecca said suddenly, her voice firm. She grabbed his hand, her eyes fixed on him, her grip surprisingly strong despite her still-recovering body.
“We don’t need to get to know each other. You’re my prince charming! Let’s get married! I have a lot of money! I can give it all to you as a dowry! Really… I-I-I-I… I’ve never been in love before, so please be patient with me… I’ll be a good wife!”
Her eyes, bright as stars, were filled with a fervent longing, as if she had discovered the most precious treasure.
“Huh?!” the three onlookers exclaimed in unison.
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