I Will Avoid The Male Lead And Make A Harem
âA-adrian!â
I dashed in front of him.
âThis jerk is going to go crazy.â
How could he grab a high priest by the collar?
I shook my head to prevent him from doing so.
âD-donâtâ¦â¦ donât do it.â
His eyes gleamed with rage as he turned and stared at me.
âHe addressed you by name, noona. Can a mere priest do that?â
âT-the priest c-c-came here to heal u-u-uncle. T-to someone like himâ¦â¦â
Adrianâs hand, which was clutching the priestâs uniform, was splattered with blood.
The more I tried to stop him, the angrier his face became.
âNoona, could you please step back for a moment? Itâs because I need to speak to this hi.gh.pri.est. for a moment.â
As I had done with Valhail, I entwined my finger in Adrianâs strong fist.
âC-come onâ¦â¦ L-l-let this go.â
But, unlike Valhail, Adrian did not submit to my command.
Instead, his fist tightened.
âNoona, why do you care so much about this dull?â
âWhat?â
âYouâve been hesitant to touch me. You hated being close to me, even for a secondâ¦â¦â
His pale pink lips twisted violently up.
âWho the hell is this jerk? Why are you being so fussy over him?â
Adrianâs fresh green eyes reflected a fit of violent jealousy, and I instantly froze.
Beep beep beep beep beepâ¦!
In my head, an alarm went off.
Franz widened his eyes and shouted to me as if he was thinking the same thing.
âIt is clear that the devil is possessing this man. Lady Selina, leave me here and flee quickly.â
I took a big step, not taking my gaze away from Adrian, pretending to be in a state of shock.
âY-youâre always like this⦠d-d-do whatever you want⦠n-n-never listen to meâ¦â¦â
And I didnât forget to tremble my hands with a frightened expression on my face.
ââ¦â¦Noona.â
Adrian abandoned Franz and followed me as I turned to the hallway, as if I were fleeing.
âItâs a misunderstanding, Noona! That was not the case!â
I made my way to the stairwell.
Adrian took three steps while I took one.
âNoona!â
I couldnât even make it half way up the stairs before he grabbed my wrist and turned my body.
ââ¦â¦!â
And he hugged me in an instant, before I could scream in surprise.
âPlease donât turn your back on me.â
His voice was pleading, but he never acted like that.
âThis jerk reallyâ¦â
He was holding my wrist, stopping me, and even carelessly hugging my body without my permission.
He did everything exactly as he wanted.
âI was just too worried because a priest Iâd never seen before acted so close to you, noona.â
Adrian rushed to make an absurd excuse before I could even say anything, as if perplexed.
âNo man has ever called your name so casually, noona. What if someone else hears it and interprets it incorrectly?â
âHa⦠this guy reallyâ¦â¦â
Itâs amusing when he says things like this.
I donât care what others think of me when I go out, so why should I be concerned if they misunderstand me?
âHe could have approached you with a different intention, noona. I noticed his face was ripped open. Why does the priest blush when he sees you?â
âYouâ¦â¦â
âHuh? Noona, whatâs with me?â
Adrian grabbed my shoulder and looked me in the eyes.
His expression indicated that he was expecting something.
âI⦠to youâ¦â¦â
I spoke one word at a time, looking him in the eyes.
âI really hate you.â
Adrian froze when he heard the words that were almost spitting out of my mouth.
His eyes shook like an earthquake as he looked at me to see if I was serious.
âThe w-way you behaveâ¦â¦ d-do it right.â
I walked down the stairs, shaking off his hand, which was still like a hoop around my shoulder.
âOh, my wrist hurts.â
My bare white wrists had already turned red from handprints.
Adrian, who stood motionless, then chased me down the stairs like a worried man.
âIâm sorry, Noona. Donât hate meâ¦â
âNo. I hate you.â
âIâll fix everything you donât like, Noona. Everything you say you donât like, Iâll fix it all.â
âL-l-let goâ¦â¦â
Adrian buried his head on my shoulder as he hugged me from behind.
I tried to untie his chain-like grip on me, but I wasnât strong enough.
âFor seven years, Iâve only had you, noona. Youâre aware of it as wellâ¦â¦â
He eventually burst into tears and made a somber confession.
The shaking of my body, the sound of rough breathing, and the sensation of my shoulders becoming wet gave me the impression that blood was escaping all over my body.
âWhat are you crying about?!â
I was the one who wanted to cry.
How did I end up with such a jerkâ¦â¦
âIâm not going to ask you to like me. Iâm not interested in anything else. Just⦠please donât say you hate me. Noona, whenever I hear that from you, I want to dieâ¦â¦â
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