Surviving As An Obsessive Servant

Chapter 1

Translated by Tam
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“Rovel.
Where are you going?” 

 

The voice of the sick man was both drowsy and threatening. 

 

“Ah, Ahaha—Young Master.”

 

I can’t believe I met the person I don’t want to meet the most late at night.
I forced a smile and turned my head.
As expected, Young Master Edrick was already facing the stairs where I stood.
There was no sign, and I don’t know when he came down. 

 

No, I had to send him back sooner for my purpose. 

 

I said, conscious of the invisible carriage outside the window.
“Young Master, you’ve woken up early.
You should rest for a bit longer to completely recover from your fatigue after traveling.” 

 

I tried to speak brightly, but a cracked voice came out of my mouth as if to prove the tension.
Even if I was embarrassed, he continued the conversation as if it was nothing. 

 

“I can’t sleep because you’re not by my side.
You know, I can’t sleep unless you hug me.”

 

“—It was like that for a while, right? Please bear with it even if it makes you uncomfortable.
You’ve overcome other diseases, so your insomnia will get better soon.”

 

At the gibberish comfort, Edrick smiled silently.
I was trapped in his great shadow and caught up in doubts.

 

‘What the hell is this kid thinking now, when he usually doesn’t want to move even a single step?’

 

He used to be harsh in the past, but I could still read a little bit of his feelings—but now I’m not sure what he’s thinking.

 

Well, besides this, there have been many big and small changes between him and me.

 

The similar heights started to diverge significantly.
The relationship had changed, and I was slowly getting involved.

 

It includes natural skinship, such as putting his arm on my shoulder and rubbing his forehead on my shoulder as if complaining.

 

While repeating the movement for a while, he just raised his eyes with his face on my shoulder.

 

I was distracted by the drowsy eyes flashing dark green on a dangerous street.

 

‘—Look at that main protagonist’s love interest.’

 

In terms of body shape and atmosphere, this is an absolute kaebung. (캐붕 (kaebung) 캐붕의 정의 character collapse shortened words.
In sope-opera or sth character changes strangely by mistranslating or on purpose by the writer / When a specific character behaves in a way that is completely inconsistent with the original personality or setting without describing the process of a special change of heart in a creation) 

 

He asked, looking at me joyfully, who looked like a scared rabbit.

 

“You haven’t answered my question yet.
Where are you going?”

 

“—Just a walk.
The moon is so bright and pretty, I want to get some wind in the backyard.”

 

“Night walk.
Good.” He laughed softly at the natural lie.
“Holding such things?” 

 

As I moved my eyes along his falling eyes, I saw bags on both hands.

 

At a glance, there are as many as two heavy leather bags—Darn it! 

 

I was so nervous that I forgot the existence of the bag.
I was flustered for a while.
I picked up my suitcase in an annoying way.

 

“Even though I’m on my way, I’m bored to death.
It was left out by the guy who went on vacation yesterday, but he asked me to move it.”

 

“Who would do such a request to my servant without my permission?”

 

—I don’t think Edric, who recently returned, knows all the names of his servant, right?

 

I said in a voice that was dubious, yet somewhat frustrated.

 

“It’s Fedric.”

 

I’m sorry, Fedric—.
If we ever meet again later, don’t shoot me harshly—.

 

I said it with tears in my eyes, but Edric replied while playing with my silver hair, which had reached my ears.

 

“Fedric.
okay.
You had a friend like that.
He has the same name as me.”

 

“—Is that so?”

 

Edric, Fedric.

 

Despite the fact that their appearances were entirely different, their names were similar.
He wouldn’t have known for the rest of his life if he hadn’t said it.

 

Unlike the first time, the original was so wrong that it didn’t matter what had changed now.

 

I was buried in such thoughts when I heard a strange sound that was unlike anything I’d ever heard before.

 

“You were taking care of him because I wasn’t there?”

 

—What is this crazy guy saying?

 

He asked, playing with my collar, while I was at a loss for words in embarrassment.

 

“Oh, yeah.
Things like these happen all the time.
If Rovel, who loved me, missed me, that’s enough.
So, where did you begin? Lick, hug, touch, wash—have you done everything you’ve done to me?”

 

Someone will misunderstand if they hear it in the middle of the night! If I licked it, that meant I licked the medicine’s lid! The rest of the chores are for me to complete as a servant!!

 

I panicked and looked around.

 

Fortunately, there was no one but Edrick.

 

No, I didn’t know maybe this was the biggest misfortune.

 

“Rovel.”

 

His two hands, which were bigger and stronger than when he was a child, suddenly covered the back of my hand.

 

As a result, both bags fell naturally on the carpet.
I tried to pull out my hand and smiled awkwardly.
But the more I tried, the stronger his grip became.

 

When he had no option but to release his strength, he stroked my hand with care, as if he were dealing with something precious.

 

“Do you like someone other than me now?”

 

“—No way.
It’s best in the world to have Young Master.”

 

“Yeah.
I heard it then.
I’m your breathing.”

 

Edrick whispered and smiled shyly.
It was a beautiful and pure smile enough to forget the situation and admire it.
It’s not going to be in the future because he’s all better now— so I nodded to match the rhythm.

 

The stiff air seems to have loosened as a result of this.
But before I could be completely relieved, he said.

 

“But why are you trying to run away when you like me so much?”

 

“….”

 

“You, you said you’d die without me.”

 

Sooner or later, the Young Master had the face of a hungry predator.

 

My name is Rovelia Flor.

 

I grew up well as a daughter of a family of one of the leading merchants in the central commercial city of Belican, where trade developed.

 

The fact that I was possessed by novels came natura