The Possessor Mistook the Genre for 20 Years

66 – The Secretary Kissed the Master of the Tower.

Humming a tune, Arian set off to work in high spirits.

The sky was clear, the breeze was cool, the air was fresh—it was a day that seemed perfect for something good to happen.

But that good feeling didn’t last long.

Because he remembered what had happened yesterday.

‘Yesterday was absolute hell.’

The tune he had been humming stopped on its own, it was that dreadful.

The problem was that Franz had left early in the morning to attend some elf festival or something.

As a result, Arian hadn’t seen Franz all day, making yesterday a living hell for him.

But what about today?

Surely Franz would be back, and they could spend the whole day together.

‘Should I give him a ton of work?’

That didn’t seem like a bad idea.

If he increased the workload to the point where they had to work overtime, naturally, they would spend more time together.

Moreover, by helping him with his work, he could build up his favorability. It was truly a win-win situation, killing two birds with one stone.

Humming again, Arian couldn’t help but feel good about his perfect plan.

Indeed, today was a great day.

At that time, Arian had forgotten an important fact.

On days when he felt inexplicably good, something bad always happened.

“Oh, hello, Secretary.”

“Good morning, Elin.”

Entering the magic tower, Arian happened to run into Elin.

Although she was an ordinary clerk, in matters of love, she was like a mentor.

Following her advice had brought them closer.

Arian trusted her immensely.

In truth, Arian followed Elin’s advice less than 10% of the time, but somehow, their relationship was improving.

Surprisingly, Elin’s advice, even with its dismal 10% success rate, had its own issues.

“Secretary, um… did you… by any chance…?”

“Wh, what are you talking about…?”

“You know. *That*.”

Arian leaned in closer to Elin, whispering.

If someone might overhear, whispering was necessary.

Elin, cautiously looking around, whispered back.

“Haven’t you kissed the Tower Master yet…?”

“K, k, kiss…! Of course not yet…!”

“Just-! Go for it! The Tower Master will fall for you in an instant! Really!”

K, kiss… go for it…?

The words were vulgar, even obscene. How could commoners use such language?

Arian couldn’t even imagine how unrefined their lives must be.

Anyway, kissing was out of the question.

It should happen naturally, under soft lighting, while sharing sweet nothings.

Kissing Franz under a dim light, then naturally moving to the bed….

Oh, no….

Arian’s legs twitched involuntarily at the pleasant thought.

“Secretary, I’ll head up first. Have a good day.”

“Oh, yes. You too.”

Elin departed, and Arian arrived at the next floor, the top floor.

‘Is he still asleep?’

If he was, she’d sneak a peek and leave.

Or maybe, just maybe, she should try Elin’s advice and kiss him….

‘Wouldn’t it be okay if it’s just a little…?’

With such a swelling dream, Arian headed straight to the tower master’s room.

“Tower master… sir…?”

She spoke in a low voice, carefully opening the door to avoid making any noise.

But what she saw was not the tower master, but an elf.

The elf with green hair was sleeping on the sofa.

In such a bewildering situation, Arian suddenly stopped in her tracks.

‘Why is an elf here…?’

Since it was in the tower master’s room, it was certain that Franz had brought him.

But why on earth?

She couldn’t guess the reason at all.

Then, a word suddenly came to her mind.

Festival.

A festival is an event where people drink and have fun.

If Franz had drunk at the festival and played with the elf, and then came together?

‘…No, no.’

Didn’t she make a resolution after the hero’s incident last time?

No matter what happens, she decided to listen to Franz first before making a decision.

She didn’t want to argue again by making wild guesses.

Sss- Hoo-.

Arian took a deep breath to calm her pounding heart.

After calming down to some extent, she deliberately knocked on the door to make a sound.

Knock knock-.

“Tower master, it’s your secretary.”

She even raised her voice, thinking the elf might not have woken up.

With big ears, he would hear well, so he must have woken up by now.

Arian slightly put her head through the door crack.

And at that moment, she met eyes with Hera, who had just woken up.

A brief silence flowed as their gazes crossed in the air.

“Huh, huh?!”

Hera was startled and covered her ears with both hands.

By pressing her ears with her hands, she managed to cover them somehow.

Arian was dumbfounded by her appearance.

‘Why is she pretending to be cute…?’

Where on earth did Franz bring such a seductive thing from?

Sometimes it seems he has an exceptional talent for seducing women.

If he has such skills, why doesn’t he start with the one right next to him? It’s really hard to understand why he keeps eyeing other women when there’s a good one right beside him.

Sigh-

Arian sighed at his own situation and entered the tower master’s room.

“Nice to meet you. I am Arian, the tower master’s secretary.”

Since she was Franz’s guest, Arian greeted her politely.

But upon closer look, the elf’s face seemed somehow familiar.

Then, he recalled something that happened not long ago.

When he was organizing documents in the tower master’s room, Franz had brought a woman wearing a robe.

‘It’s her…!’

No, no. No matter how you look at it, that woman was too much.

How vulgar.

A female. Yes, that would be better.

Anyway, from her features to her green eyes, she was an exact replica.

It would be unreasonable if she wasn’t the same person.

Of course, he had only seen her briefly, but there was no way he could forget the face of the woman Franz had brought.

Hiss-

At this point, it wouldn’t be unreasonable to confirm that kind of relationship, would it?

But there was still no definite evidence.

Unless he caught them sleeping in the same bed, the elf in front of him had been sleeping outside.

Franz wouldn’t be so heartless as to make someone he had slept with sleep outside.

“Have you seen the tower master?”

“He drank a lot yesterday, so he’s sleeping in his room…”

“Ah, he drank a lot. I see, thank you.”

Arian left Hera behind and headed straight to Franz’s room.

It wasn’t a lie that he had drunk a lot, Franz was still deeply asleep even though it was long past the time to wake up.

Moreover, the faint smell of fruit wine wafted through, adding certainty to certainty.

‘Is he really an idiot….’

I was definitely annoyed just a moment ago, but seeing his sleeping face melted my heart.

If this is love, it felt truly cruel.

Because with this, I would never be able to win against him for the rest of my life.

But what could I do?

The one who falls in love first is bound to lose.

Coming to my senses, Arian slowly approached Franz.

His soundly sleeping face gradually filled my view.

‘This is not right….’

It’s something you shouldn’t do to someone who’s sleeping.

Moreover, it was far from my own romantic ideals.

But my body didn’t listen.

As if my brain had been stolen by love, my body moved towards him on its own.

Soon, the distance between our faces narrowed to the point where I could feel his breath.

Realizing that there was no point in holding back any longer, Hera gently closed her eyes.

Hoping he wouldn’t wake up.

Smooch-.

In the quiet room, a fresh and sweet sound echoed.

The scent that filled my nose was the sharp yet sweet aroma of fruit wine.

It was Arian Frisia’s first kiss.

Soon, the lips that had been touching parted, and Arian slowly opened her eyes.

‘Huh…?’

But then, a very big problem arose.

At some point, he had woken up, and he was blinking his eyes.

Startled, Arian quickly jerked her head back.

“Arian…?”

His sleep-laden voice was truly enchanting….

…No, this is not the time to be thinking like this…!

“Arian, just now….”

“Ma, Master of the Tower, I heard you drank, so I sniffed to check…!”

Arian said that and hurriedly left the room, and then the Tower Master’s chamber.

Hera tilted her head as if she didn’t understand, but she didn’t have time to worry about it.

Arian soon arrived at the secretary’s office, leaned against the wall, and slid down to sit.

“Crazy…! I’m crazy…!”

What was I thinking, kissing there?

How am I going to face him from now on…?

Ah, I don’t know.

I really don’t know anything anymore.

* * * * *

Arian hurriedly left the room.

She seemed quite angry about the fact that she drank and overslept.

‘Did I eat too much fruit yesterday…?’

She wondered because she could taste the strong flavor of fruit on her lips.

Well, I must have eaten too much yesterday.

Franz thought so and let it slide.

He had no idea that Arian had kissed him.