Necromancer Survival-Novel

Chapter 109

‘I want you to get used to ordering me around as a servant.’

‘……’

‘Aren’t you curious? To see how far my obedience goes for you.’

Seo Dawon must have known my interest in him before I even realized those feelings. His suspicions must have been confirmed yesterday, when I asked him about Ryu Hyerin.

I got caught red-handed, and Seo Dawon must have prepared his mind in advance for that day. That was what he decided? To tell me to command him to love me? If that wasn’t ridicule, then what could it be?

Yesterday, my mind went blank the moment I heard those words, but, after understanding what was said, I shoved Seo Dawon straight away. Then, I left the bedroom and sat–absent-minded–in the bathroom for quite some time.

After I returned to my senses, I began blaming myself. Idiot. I should’ve said ‘no, I’m not interested in you.’ I should’ve shoved at his shoulders before he got close…

However, when I returned to my bedroom after three or four hours, Seo Dawon was nowhere to be seen. When I lay down to sleep, he didn’t come back to apologize to me or to say ‘let’s pretend nothing happened between us.’

After tossing and turning until dawn, I decided to ignore Seo Dawon ‘s advances from now on. Perhaps he didn’t mean to make fun of me or to incite me into conflict, but I simply decided to fold my cards simply because I had no chance. It’s not like I liked him very much anyway…I was just slightly attracted…

‘It’s not as if we have a future…’

What could I do with someone who’s already dead?

“Choi Lee-kyung! Let’s just throw everything away and buy new things. These don’t fit the new home’s aesthetic anyway.”

“J-just take this along!”

Fortunately, I had no time to dwell. Jung Garam yelled at me, as I was floundering within my own thoughts. Through his help, I shoved away my depressive self-reflection and finished with the moving process.

Do you want to terminate the contract?

Yes / No

And, after all the organization was completed, we exited the original home and terminated the housing contract.

As soon as the contract was terminated, the house disappeared as quickly as it appeared when first purchased. Since all necessary luggage was put into the inventory–and others thrown away–all that remained was a white block of land.

“It feels so…empty.” I muttered, looking at the plot of land.

Jung Garam looked towards me, as if he couldn’t understand my feelings, and said, cheerfully, “Let’s fill our empty hearts with money!” ¹

“……”

“Jung Garam, you keep on saying such vulgar things.” Kim Olim said.

“I learned that from Choi Lee-kyung.”

Normally, I would have been furious…Instead, I opened my mouth a little, couldn’t think of anything to say, shook my head, and closed my lips again.

Jung Garam paused at that sight and began to grumble, “Hey! Why have you been so depressed since yesterday?”

“Huh? No, it’s nothing…”

“What do you mean ‘nothing.’ You’ve been looking like death has arrived ever since you talked to Dawon-hyung.”

At that remark, I flinched, shoulders trembling.

Seo Dawon, smiling as usual, grabbed Jung Garam from the back and created some space between us, “Don’t pester Lee-kyung-ie.”

“……”

“Tsk, when did I ever pester him…”

With that, Seo Dawon dragged the indignant Jung Garam into his grasp; Jung garam struggled to get away.

At that moment, our gazes briefly locked, but I dropped eye contact first. Either way, it was a good thing that I was able to avoid difficult questions.

* * *

After that, we moved to the new house.

I travelled to the coordinates provided to my [Status Window] by a system notification after completing the housing contract. Seeing so many luxurious stores and the string of foreign sports cars on the streets near the home, it was certainly different from the old neighborhood. It was someplace I had only ever been able to see from a distance back when we traveled to the department store to order combat uniforms.

“It’s even better in person.” As soon as I entered the space where a mansion should be but only the front door was erected, a message [the building will be completed once you proceed with the tax payments] appeared. After selecting [Yes], the payment was fully completed, and the mansion began to automatically build itself.

As if it were created by building blocks, the mansion piled up from the bottom. After about 10 seconds, a luxurious two-story mansion with its accompanying landscaping had appeared before my eyes. I didn’t have any complaints about my previous housing, but it couldn’t even be compared to the solidity and the beauty of this newly purchased home.

My spirit left my body; I gazed at the white walls. I was only dragged inside because Jung Garam grabbed my arms and brought me in.

“I think I’ll use this room.”

“I want the master-room!”

“Uhmm…”

As soon as I entered the mansion, I was mesmerized by the open living room and looked into the yard. As I looked around the new house in a daze, Kim Olim and Jung Garam picked out their rooms.

Whether it was the marble floor or the modern-looking chandelier dangling from the vaulted ceilings, the decor assaulted my low to middle-class ego. But, since the interior design scarily fit with the overall house’s aesthetic, I could do nothing but stare.

Its feet thudding against the floor, Lackey ran a couple of quick laps around the house and returned to my side. It seemed to like how much larger our new home was.

Current Mood: I want to play tag with Master!

“Yeah…Do you want to do that later?”

[Clack clack clack clack!]

As expected, it’s happy. I made a promise with the skeleton that was tugging on the hem of my pants; the two of us began to look around the house in earnest.

First, I visited the master bedroom next to the living room. Alongside the wall was a glass-walled office, where Jung Garam was sitting and looking at his cell phone, troubled. Perhaps he was thinking about the layout or placement of the furniture that he ordered.

‘He said that only two emotions remained in a servant… Couldn’t Seo Dawon be wrong this time?’ This was the first time Jung Garam looked so spirited ever since he was summoned.

Jung Garam stared at me as soon as I entered the master room and said, “This room next to the office is the master room. I can share the bed with you, right?”

“Huh? But you can just place another bed here.”

“Who keeps a bed in their office? This place is going to house a desk that fits this place.”

Then is he asking me to hand over the master bedroom to him? His words were ridiculous; he complained so much before that there was no room to lie down in the previous bedroom because the house was far too small.

However, even as I shook my head, Jung Garam replied as if he couldn’t see my reaction at all, “I ordered a king-sized bed for this room on purpose. It can comfortably fit around three people.”

“I mean, why move if you planned for three people to sleep together.”

“Who says that three people are going to sleep here? You and I can just use it cozily.”

“I said we aren’t sleeping together?”

I don’t want to–it’s uncomfortable.

Jung Garam may look young, but he’s a man. Additionally, he looked far too sincere for this to be a joke, so I anxiously and firmly rejected him. “I’m going to sleep with Lackey. You can either sleep here or use a separate bedroom.”

“Come on…Why do you hate it so much? A pretty boy like me is offering to sleep with you.”

“….When I sleep, I’d like to relax.”

“If you want to relax, then just relax. Don’t tell me, were you planning on doing something nonstop with me when I climbed onto the bed?”

“W-what are you talking about!”

“That’s what I want to ask. What the hell are you two squabbling about?”

Suddenly, Jung Garam who was making such strange jokes with a sly face, straightened up; Kim Olim was the one to enter the master room this time again.

She leaned against the door frame, staring at me and Jung Garam. Of course, the ratio was unequal–she stared at the Assassin about 2 to my 8, so one could say she was actually just staring at me….Damn it, it’s not fair!

“It’s a misunderstanding!” I shouted.

“What kind of misunderstanding are you talking about, Necromancer?”

“S-so about that… I don’t know how long you’ve been listening, but…”

“You weren’t going to take advantage of the fact that Servants have to listen to your orders, right? No matter how you may be someone of ‘that’ attribute, I would have thought you’d at least have some conscience.”

“No! I truly just said I wanted to sleep alone. Jung Garam’s the one who’s saying weird things…”

“I started listening when you said you wouldn’t be able to relax.”

“Pffft.” In the midst of all this, Jung Garam never defended me, and Kim Olim’s eyes, which were as cold as the north wind, were really offensive.

I hurriedly raised both hands, fearing that, at this point, she would really brand me as some pervert. “I-I’m just going to sleep with Lackey. Besides, Lackey tends to bite those who come near it besides me…. If something were to go wrong, Jung Garam may get bitten.”

However, Kim Olim did not hide her cynicism and did not drop her gaze; Jung Garam scarily said, “If it bites me, I’ll take its jaw off.” His remark was filled with determination to sleep beside me.

“Lee-kyung-ie’s going to sleep with me, though?”

I suddenly heard Seo Dawon’s voice from behind. Surprised, I tried to retreat, but Seo Dawon was quick to draw me into his embrace, back to chest.

While I was shocked by the unexpected contact, body freezing, Seo Dawon leaned his cold face against my neck and continued his war of words with the other two.

TL: Another way to read the conversation at between Seo Dawon and MC at the top:

Seo Dawon: I have a kink

MC: What’s a kink?