#Chapter 71

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Episode 5: His Butler Gaining Admittance, Chapter 71: In the Afternoon: The Butler, Confabulating, anime vs manga

Sister! I beg you, stop making uncalled-for remarks and go somewhere else!

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I love this scene, I've said it a million times and I will say it a million times more, it SCREAMS so much about their personalities.

Both could have died here. But Zoro trusted Nami enough to know she would save him and Nami hoped Arlong would be arrogant enough to ignore the meaning behind her actions.

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Chapter 71

Wooyeon had never imagined Seonsaeng-nim hitting someone. Dohyun, who was always calm and gentle, was the kind of person who never lost his temper or even said anything unpleasant to Wooyeon. So naturally, Wooyeon thought he'd stop Garam and sort things out.

“But Seongsaeng-nim hit him!”

On the car ride home, Wooyeon kept nagging at Dohyun. He was worried, but seeing his calm face made him angry. He felt guilty that he looked a little tired and his right hand was slightly red.

“What are you going to do if they really sue you? Are you going to pay them a settlement fee? Do you have a lot of money?”

“I don't know…if not, I'll tutor for a living.”

“Ah, Seonsaeng-nim!”

Dohyun just smiled in his usual affectionate way at Wooyeon. He smiled when Wooyeon called him crazy, and he smiled when he worried about what would happen if word got out.

The only time he didn't smile was when Wooyeon said in a frustrated voice, “What's happening because of me?”

“….”

Frowning, Dohyun pulled into the apartment complex. It was the place they'd been living together for the past few days. Wooyeon sighed heavily and ran his eyes over Dohyun's right hand.

“I've been telling you I'm fine. This isn't the first time he's been like this…”

“Yeon-ah.”

His voice was gentler than ever. The sweetness in his throat soothed Wooyeon's uneasy heart. Dohyun pulled into the spacious parking lot and turned to face him.

“Would you like to stay at my place for a while?”

Dohyun smiled softly. His gentle eyes curved as if to tempt him. Wooyeon's ears perked up and he replied in a sullen voice.

“…Are you flirting with me?”

“I’m glad it seems like flirting.”

Unbuckling his seatbelt, he reached out to Wooyeon. He gently touched the back of his hair and ears and leisurely rubbed his cheek. Every time Dohyun’s hand touched him, it felt like the small hairs on his face stood on end.

"I wonder how persistent he is…"

Wooyeon grunted and rubbed his face against Dohyun's hand. Dohyun smirked at the well-trained puppy-like behavior.

"I'm confident in persistence, too."

It was a confident statement. Wooyeon raised his eyes in disbelief and looked at Dohyun. Then, with a sigh, he spoke up.

“That's right, I didn't think you would do that.”

Dohyun's eyes reflected his own. His sharp, pitch-black gaze slowly scanned Wooyeon's clean face. He rubbed his earlobe gently and asked, “What?"

“Kang Junsung's number.”

Wooyeon replied lightly, locking eyes with Dohyun. He wasn't sure, but for some reason, he had a hunch it was right.

“You blocked it, didn't you?”

Junsung said that Wooyeon hadn't answered his calls. It didn't sound like he was lying, and there was no point in bluffing about it. Maybe he really did call him and Wooyeon didn't pick up.

“That’s right, I did.”

It was a simple, straightforward answer. Wooyeon narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips, not expecting an immediate affirmation. Tilting his head at an angle, Dohyun pulled his chin slightly.

"Can't I do that?"

“….”

“You said he was bothering you.”

It was almost as if he was being cute, the down-turned corners of his eyes teasing. Dohyun spoke in a subtle tone to Wooyeon, who couldn't bring himself to say no.

“He kept contacting you, and you couldn't stand it.”

With that, he reached over to Wooyeon's leg. He lifted his T-shirt slightly and reached into his pocket. He was just taking out his phone, but the feeling of rubbing against the lining felt very strange.

“You can just ignore it, but it's annoying in many ways when you get a call.”

His hands were skillful with the phone. Tapping the screen as if it were his own, Dohyun went into the 'Spam' folder and deleted all the messages in there. It happened in the blink of an eye.

“…You deleted them?”

“Yeah, I deleted them.”

It couldn't be recovered. His words were as light as a feather. Dohyun slipped his phone back into his pocket and unbuckled Wooyeon's seatbelt.

“This isn’t something you should see.”

“Huh…”

Wooyeon couldn't help but laugh. He's so shameless, using his phone as he pleases. What's worse, Wooyeon wasn't sure if he should be angry or not.

“When did you block him?”

“The day we were supposed to go out.”

“There was no time for that…”

“There was. We were together the whole time.”

They got out of the car and walked up to his house together. They had been together for a few days, and Dohyun's house was as familiar as his own. Wooyeon asked various questions until he entered the house. Before he could even take off his shoes Dohyun captured his lips.

“Wait, Seon…heup.”

The front door shook with a thud. Dohyun's hand cupped under his chin, lips pressed tightly together. With his other hand on the door, Dohyun lowered his eyes and pushed his tongue in.

Wooyeon squeezed his eyes shut and grabbed Dohyun by the collar. He'd kissed him again and again, but he couldn’t get used to this kind of skinship. The way their breaths mixed with pheromones, the way their soft tongues gently rubbed against each other. It was all so strange and unfamiliar.

Whether he was aware of that or not, Dohyun persistently caressed the inside of his mouth. He licked his teeth and his small tongue, occasionally blowing in pheromones. The pheromones mixed with his breath sweetly melting his senses.

“…Haa.”

His lips parted, and a sweet breath escaped from his mouth. Dohyun's eyes couldn't have been more affectionate even though he had pushed so aggressively.

“Why all of a sudden…”

“Suddenly?”

He answered softly as he stroked the nape of Wooyeon's neck. His long fingers lingered in an ambiguous place, past the pulse point where the ears and jaw connected.

“I wanted to do that since earlier.”

His lips brushed against Wooyeon's as he spoke. It was a short kiss, but his shiny lips were captivating. Dohyun blinked slowly and whispered softly.

“I missed you, too.”

next chapter

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Dungeon Meshi Volume 11 Part 1

Welcome back to my liveblog! Today we're covering volume 11! No more monster of the week, things are getting juicy!

He has such a punchable face.

Haha, get it? Cause this situation is a complete nightmare?

Priorities! I dunno, judging from the rest of the house, Thistle doesn't seem like the sort to bother with getting proper silverware. Then again, when using lion power, there's no point to skimping out.

Oooh, I bet the spoon acted as a lightning rod.

It's no fun if you're also having fun.

Too bad they already killed Chichuck. These dragons need to unionize.

Neat! You can actually see Laios hiding in the fur here.

Thistle would be such a shit DM. He clearly didn't bother reading any of their stat blocks. Also, the Leviathan is just happy to be here. Good for her.

I can't take these wyverns seriously. They look right out of how to train your dragon.

An important image.

Because much like the green dragon earlier, you took too long toying with your prey.

Even if it's bad, food still brings people together.

This is what I really hate about the lion. It claims to just want to help people, but it doesn't. It fulfills things in such a way that you are always left wanting more. It twists and corrupts the lords so they can no longer be satisfied with simple rational solutions. Laios did his best... but sometimes you just can't get through to people.

I'd feel abject disgust, but honestly, I mostly just surprised stuffing didn't come up sooner in this. So how much longer until the vore shows up?

Honestly, I'm just kinda concerned why you already knew how to summon that thing.

Have I mentioned how absolutely I detest this lion? This vile demon is a predator, under every definition of the word.

:/ In a story where no one really dies for good... the lion kills Thistle in the only way that matters. Oh wait, those corpse collectors died, but nobody liked them anyway.

So, is this how it happens? The lion interpreting Thistle's last words as a desire to revive Marcille?

The correct decision. Now grab some black magic/zip ties and make sure they stay that way.

Just you wait, it's only gonna get dumber.

On the one hand, this plotline is underdeveloped. On the other hand, it's really funny how irreverently the narrative treats it.

The best ending, clearly.

That's it for this post, next, we have... oh no. I've been dreading these two chapters.

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