I'm bleeding, it's all your fault

"Jams, you...!"

Noelle intended to scold, but Jams seemed to be in such a deep sleep that she couldn't bring herself to disturb him.

"Did the plot get reversed?"

Noelle muttered softly, her face turning red.

Shouldn't it be the girl who's tired, leaning on the boy's shoulder, and then doing some shameless things?

"Noelle, I've got my eye on you... like a fish willingly taking the bait..."

Suddenly, Jams mumbled in his sleep, and Noelle couldn't help but show a stifled smile.

"It seems Jams really cares about me, but what does 'like a fish willingly taking the bait' mean?"

Noelle chuckled, shaking her head, unable to understand, and decided not to dwell on it.

In the end, she couldn't bring herself to wake up Jams and could only let him rest his head on her shoulder while he slept.

The moonlight was beautiful tonight, and the wind was gentle.

...

The next morning.

A cool breeze brushed against Jams' cheek, gradually awakening his consciousness.

"Mmm..."

Jams turned over on the soft "pillow" and let out a satisfied hum.

"Comfortable."

Just as he was about to go back to sleep, he suddenly realized something was wrong!

Memories of inviting Noelle out for night fishing last night flooded his mind!

Wasn't I at the lakeside with Noelle? How did I fall asleep?

Could it be that everything that happened last night was just a dream!?

"I must have been tired yesterday, so it's inevitable to have dreams... But when did my pillow become so fragrant and soft?"

While pondering with his eyes closed, a unique fragrance of a young girl wafted into his nostrils, enveloping him in a feeling of vitality and freshness.

Jams furrowed his brow and realized that things were not simple!

He took a few more gentle breaths, and the scent of the girl became even more familiar, as if he had smelled it somewhere before.

"Jams, um... If you're awake, could you get up first?"

Noelle's slightly trembling voice reached Jams' ears.

The voice seemed so close, as if Noelle's lips were right next to his ear.

"Noelle!?"

Jams was startled, completely breaking free from his drowsy state.

He opened his eyes abruptly and saw a pair of soft breasts, bound by pure white fabric, almost pressing against his cheek!

Noelle looked down at him, her face filled with shyness.

"You're awake?" "What's going on? Why am I sleeping... on your lap!?"

Jams' face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. "Noelle, you with those thick eyebrows and big eyes! I never expected you to make a move faster than me. You, you have to take responsibility for this!"

"Jams!"

Noelle bit her lip lightly, her watery eyes filled with grievances.

It was clearly this guy who suddenly leaned on her shoulder, and she made an exception to let him rest on her lap for his comfort. But now she was being blamed.

"You leaned on me first!"

"Really? I don't believe it."

Jams looked suspicious, unconsciously rubbing his head against Noelle's soft and plump thigh. The touch felt like a smooth and cool marble.

"You get off me first!"

After being falsely accused by Jams, Noelle's shyness turned into annoyance. She pouted and pushed Jams' head.

He looked cute when he was asleep, but why was he so annoying when he woke up? Hmph!

"Don't push me, let me recollect and confirm what actually happened."

Jams rubbed his head and got up from Noelle, starting to recall everything that happened last night.

"At that time, I was explaining the art of fishing to you, and after that, we quietly fished."

"Yes!" Noelle nodded.

"Then I felt a bit sleepy and accidentally leaned on your fragrant shoulder."

"That's right!" Noelle continued nodding.

"And then, to make me sleep more comfortably, you allowed me to rest on your fragrant and soft, snowy white thighs..."

As he spoke, Jams' head, resting on Noelle's shoulder, slowly sank and once again rested on her long and plump thighs.

"Mmm~"

Jams wrapped himself tighter in the small blanket and relaxed his furrowed brows, humming contentedly.

"There is only one truth, and the culprit is actually me! Ah, this knee pillow is such a delightful thing..."

"You've had enough!"

Noelle reached out and grabbed Jams' ear, her pretty face filled with both shyness and anger. "Why did you end up lying on my lap while talking? Mr. Culprit!"

"I'm just helping you reconstruct the crime scene, aren't I? I must restore every detail accurately." Jams blinked and said with a serious expression.

"Pervert, I didn't expect you to be like this. Humph."

Noelle gave him a little white-eyed look and moved away her thigh, letting Jams rest his head on the cold stone.

"Sorry, sorry. Thank you for taking care of me last night. I slept really well."

Jams just wanted to tease the young maid and, seeing her a bit annoyed, he didn't push it any further. He sincerely expressed his gratitude to her with a sunny smile.

"Did you intentionally trick me into coming out and then... do such things to me?"

Noelle looked at Jams with a slightly unnatural expression, averting her gaze and whispering, "It's the first time I've been in such close contact with a man. Did you use some vulgar magic on me?"

To Noelle, the experience of last night felt like a dream. While she was usually helpful, she knew how to maintain a distance between people, especially when interacting with men. She would always protect herself.

But with Jams, she couldn't muster an ounce of vigilance. Not only did she foolishly go night fishing with him, but she also let him rest his head on her thigh for the night. Seeing Jams sleep so peacefully, she couldn't help but feel a hint of sweetness in her heart.

"Am I the type to easily fall for someone? Although Jams is handsome, gentle, and a bit mischievous, it shouldn't make me give in so easily."

Noelle felt both shy and frustrated. What was happening to her?

"..."

The reason she let her guard down with Jams was partly because he seemed harmless, and partly because of his "Charisma" attribute. With a charisma of over 200, Jams was like having a weak charm aura, something that a naive girl like Noelle couldn't resist.

"I really don't know that kind of vulgar magic. To be precise, I don't know any magic at all. I'm just a refined fisher..."

Swoosh!

Jams laughed, shaking his head, and walked to the lakeside to cup his hands and wash his face with the clear water. Then, he took out a comb from his pocket and gently brushed through his dark hair.

In the early morning, by the lakeside, the young man's handsome face glistened with sparkling water droplets, each one reflecting a dazzling light under the sun.

With a relaxed demeanor and graceful movements, he resembled a celestial being by the lake.

"Hmm, you!"

Seeing Jams finish tidying his hair and seemingly planning to take off his clothes for a bath in the lake, Noelle couldn't bear it anymore.

Is this man too unrestrained?!

Swoosh!

Noelle's figure appeared in front of Jams like a gust of wind. She was breathing heavily, tightly gripping Jams' collar, covering those sharp, masculine lines.

"You can't h-hm... You can't bathe here, you idiot!"

"Oh."

Jams reached out and touched Noelle's nose, looking puzzled. "Why are you suddenly having a nosebleed?"

Noelle glared at him, "It's all your fault!"