My Next Life in Teyvat: I Just Wanted Friends, Not Every Girl's Love! Chapter 180 - 179: Idiot~

"Wait a mont, no matter what happens, don’t co in, understood?"

Outside the room, Durandal said to Venti and Shenhe in front of her. She didn’t want to be disturbed during her test. If they knew her true purpose, the verification would be ineffective.

"Don’t worry, we won’t go in. Such an interesting thing, of course, we have to watch from the side."

If he could, Venti even wanted to take out so wine and watch the show while drinking. He was also curious if Lumine would react as interestingly as Lumine said he would.

"Mhm, I understand."

Shenhe nodded obediently. If it was Lumine, letting him have his way a little wouldn’t hurt. Perhaps it was because her own progress completely surpassed Lumine’s, Shenhe wasn’t worried about being surpassed by Lumine at all.

Durandal also said that this action was rely to test her idea. Even if things really developed in a strange direction, they could intervene in ti to stop it.

At this mont, Lumine in the room was sitting in front of the dressing table, wiping her damp hair.

Although he had short hair, hair was also one of a girl’s life, and it had to be well cared for.

At this ti, Paimon was already sound asleep in bed. No matter what happened, he wouldn’t wake up now. He could take this opportunity to go out and find Durandal.

"Today’s Durandal is also very cute."

Recalling Durandal’s performance today, Lumine couldn’t help but smile.

Even though he had seen it many tis normally, such a shy Durandal was indeed so cute. He wanted to hold her in his arms, he wanted to rub her tender cheeks.

He lay on the bed, hugging a pillow and giggling for a while, letting his heart calm down here. Later, he still had to go to Durandal’s room to do so routine preventive work; he couldn’t let Venti or Shenhe succeed.

At this mont, the door suddenly opened, and Durandal walked in.

This was quite rare. Durandal usually didn’t co to his room much; it was always he who went to Durandal’s room. Why did she suddenly co to find him?

Under this confusion, just as Lumine was about to ask, Durandal climbed directly onto the bed, slowly ca to his front, and stared intently into his eyes.

Ugh! Lumine couldn’t help but swallow. In the past, he was always the one making intimate gestures towards Durandal. This ti, Durandal suddenly leaned in, which really made him a little slow to react.

"You... you, you, you, what’s wrong? Durandal. Wh-wh-wh-why are you suddenly doing this?"

Durandal didn’t answer. She still looked at Lumine as before. When Lumine was a little overwheld, she slowly lowered her head, slowly shortening the distance between them.

Durandal’s movents made Lumine’s heart pound, and his pupils turned into circles.

"Ugh, what happened?"

Paimon, who had already fallen asleep, groggily climbed out of bed, rubbing his eyes and asking what was happening.

Just as Lumine thought he had escaped, Durandal waved at Paimon, and a stream of air brushed Paimon’s face. Paimon, already groggy, was directly hit and fell back onto the bed, sleeping soundly.

It’s over, now I’m truly isolated and helpless. I can only hope that Venti and Shenhe notice Durandal isn’t in the room and co to find her and rescue .

"You seem... quite listless today. Is it because of that love poem I wrote?"

Gently caressing Lumine’s face, Durandal had noticed Lumine’s lack of energy during dinner. Connecting the dots, it might be that the love poem she wrote during the day had an effect on him.

Why would it have an effect? Because he envied Venti? Envied that he could be so liked by Durandal?

"I... no, it’s not because of that."

"Is that really true?"

Durandal didn’t easily believe Lumine’s words as she usually did. Her hand was drawing circles on Lumine’s stomach, as if stimulating his navel, making it impossible for Lumine to calm down.

"Are you sure it’s not because of the love poem that you’re like this? If you don’t answer obediently, I might get angry."

The hand circling his stomach slowly moved upwards. Because the pajamas were thin, Lumine could clearly feel the sensation of fingers sliding on his skin.

Every ti a finger brushed a sensitive spot, his body would tremble uncontrollably, not because of itchiness, but because of other sensations.

His heart was beating uncontrollably faster. He couldn’t understand why Durandal suddenly beca so bold. If she just wanted to ask why he was listless, shouldn’t she sit down and talk properly? You don’t look like you want to have a good chat with right now.

Facing Durandal at such close proximity, and being so actively approached by her, Lumine had no energy to make any other expressions. He was already doing his best just to suppress his shyness.

"I... let’s not be like this. This way we can’t communicate properly. Let’s go to that chair over there and chat slowly, okay? Whatever you want to know, I’ll tell you."

Although he didn’t know why Durandal was like this, stabilizing her emotions and letting his own emotions recover was the most important thing.

"No, just do this. This way... you won’t have any other thoughts to distract you, and you can answer my questions properly."

Durandal rejected the proposal without hesitation and even closed the distance with Lumine. Now they were close enough to feel each other’s breath.

Woah~ woah~ So close! Too close! My heart, my heart can’t take it anymore, don’t co any closer.

Even though Lumine was usually more aggressive when being proactive, this ti it was Durandal who took the initiative, and Lumine quickly surrendered.

It seems it was exactly as she thought, this guy was the type with high offense and paper-thin DEF. His DEF was very poor, and once soone took the initiative, he would easily be defeated.

Thinking of this, Durandal reached out and gently stroked Lumine’s lips, just like Venti had done to her, continuing to stimulate Lumine’s nerves.

"Why... did you think that love poem was for Venti?"

"D-don’t... isn’t it? Didn’t you think of him when you wrote that poem?"

"Maybe so, but why do you think that poem was only for Venti?"

Sitting on Lumine’s stomach, Durandal grabbed Lumine’s hands, making him lie on the bed, then asked: "That idiot certainly makes very concerned, but he can’t take all of my attention. My attention isn’t entirely on him; besides Venti, there are others."

There were very few people Durandal cared about, and Lumine knew very well who those people were. After realizing this, Lumine’s heart beat even faster.

Durandal continued to act at this mont, gently tapping Lumine’s cheek, seemingly reminding Lumine of the answer to the previous question.

The emotions that had been building up in his heart completely erupted with that kiss. Lumine’s cute face visibly turned crimson.

Just as Durandal thought he was about to lose control, he unexpectedly tilted his head, his pupils turned into circles, and he kept emitting whimpering sounds of "ow ow."

"...Asleep?"

Does this an he completely fell asleep from the pressure? How weak, this Lumine.

He usually waited for this opportunity, but when the opportunity was presented to him, he watched it slip through his fingers.

Durandal breathed a sigh of relief. If Lumine really flared up and tried to do sothing to her in that atmosphere, she would indeed have a hard ti resisting and would have to let Venti and Shenhe, who were watching outside the door, co in to help.

Tucking Lumine and Paimon into bed, Durandal tiptoed out of the room.

"Hehe~ I didn’t expect Lumine to actually have such a cute side, just as Durandal said. Ahahaha~ Now we have another way to deal with him."

Who would have thought that the Traveler, who usually loved to court disaster, would have such a side? Now they had found his weakness.

"That poem, it wasn’t just for Venti. Is that true, Durandal?"

Compared to what Venti was focused on, Shenhe was more concerned about another matter. That love poem wasn’t exclusive to Venti, was it?

"Oh, right, right. Didn’t you say that love poem wasn’t written for ? Why did you say that poem had a part of in it when you were talking to Lumine?"

"..."

These two, they just had to ask her such questions at this ti. Didn’t they know such questions were hard to answer?

Without much explanation, Durandal turned and walked towards her room.

Venti wouldn’t let go of this good opportunity, constantly pressing for an answer from behind, but Durandal just wouldn’t answer, making Venti want to block Durandal’s path and make her answer the question before leaving.

Opening the door, Durandal didn’t let Venti and Shenhe in. Instead, she closed the door almost completely, using the door to block most of her face, and whispered.

"Don’t make say such things, you idiot~"

Venti and Shenhe were startled. Although they could only see Durandal’s eyes, the emotion contained in that single eye was clearly shyness.

Yes! That’s right! Because of shyness, Durandal didn’t want others to see her current expression, and she was also worried that they would keep asking, so she could only use this thod to avoid exposing her current appearance as much as possible.

She was completely unaware of how much destructive power her actions had. She continued.

"Today, you two go back to your own rooms. I want to be alone for a while, so I won’t be with you."

Saying that, Durandal closed the door and locked it, giving the two no chance to open it.

Although the lock was nothing to Venti and Shenhe, they both tacitly didn’t go in.

Being able to see Durandal like this, they were already very satisfied. Even if going in now would allow them to see an even cuter Durandal, they were willing to give Durandal ti to recover.

Inside the room, Durandal sat on the floor leaning against the door, clutching her chest. Her heart was beating rapidly, and at the sa ti, there was an emotion that was difficult to suppress affecting her.

"This feeling... is so special. Why did a few words make it like this?"

Indeed, human emotions are so complex, completely incomprehensible.

Will she... be very strange now? She must look terrible, I absolutely cannot let them see like this, otherwise... otherwise I’ll be bullied.

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