It's Easy to Take Care of a Live-in Hero!Chapter 28.2

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Washing both my face and outerwear clean of fruit juice in the spring, I breathed in. “Thank you so much for what happened just now. …I’m sorry about the stick. Even though that’s your memento, I…” E6rCTO

“You don’t have to apologize. It was already time for it to break,” Sig said, pressing down on his wound with a soaked cloth. His keepsake had shattered in the battle with the centipede, and the broken pieces had cut through his face. It was fortunate and relieving that his wound wasn’t deep enough to require stitches.

Sig removed the cloth for a moment, checking his wound with a light brush over his temple, before replacing the cloth and pressing down again.

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“It’s not a big deal. This kind of injury will heal just by licking it.” Sig laughed, trying to reassure me with a look.

I knew he meant it as a joke, but I nodded in complete seriousness. “It’s impossible for you to do that yourself, right? I will do it for you.” fcxgpJ

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Sig hesitated for only a moment before he pulled me close with his free hand.

His purple gaze looked right into my soul. I could see the wound peeking out from under the cloth he’d used to stop the bleeding. It was still a little red, but the showy bleeding had eased off.

That wound was my fault. If I hadn’t fallen down back then, if I had escaped better, this wouldn’t have happened.

My heart pounding in my ears, I gave Sig’s temple a timid kiss. Even though Sig should have been in pain, he accepted my awkward “healing” without twitching.

It was really like magic.

To think that I could perform such a miracle. nZrRLw

Happiness filled me as I watched his wound close. I was still bewildered about becoming his “wife” all of a sudden, but now I also felt deeply moved. Even someone like me could heal his wounds.

In return, Sig gave my fingertips a careful lick. There were cuts from that morning, when I’d sneezed while holding the kitchen knife.

Somewhat nervous, I called his name. My heart was ready.

Then I dropped the question. “Is it okay for me to become your wife?” hxgLYu

Sig’s eyes were full of mixed emotions; how unusual. He looked dumbfounded, but also like a great weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He glanced away as if he were embarrassed, and stroked my head with his large hand. “I’ve always thought of you as my wife, though.”

I knew. After all, the Care title had been “Devoted Husband” for a while now.

This person was really a straightforward, pure, and tragic hero who had chosen me as his “wife.”

As a bit of laughter spilled from my lips, his clumsy thumb traced them. His chin had already been close, but was now close enough to touch mine. Lerd0A

“Your lips are always a little chapped.”

That’s right, it had been a long time since I came to this world. There was no lip balm at the exchange shop, so there was nothing I could do about it.

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“If you lick them, they will heal,” I said. It was the first time I’d been so nervous telling a joke.

Those delicious-looking purple eyes dilated. I squeezed mine shut, feeling a tongue flick over my lower lip. SznTPQ

I was sure that it wouldn’t be just my lips from now on. I had decided to become his wife, after all.

I timidly responded to his gentle caresses. It was then that I heard a sound from my phone, informing me of an increase in my PT.