Surviving as an obsessive servant

Discussion in ' Spoilers ' started by TaniAndrisAug 8, Log in.

Hide Ads Login Sign Up. Surviving as an Obsessive Servant Edit What would you like to edit? Add to My List. Add to Favorites. Type: Manhwa.

Surviving as an obsessive servant

As I tried to apply for the medicine in front of the mirror, I was lost in thought, and the Young Master asked me from behind. I rubbed the ointment on my index and middle fingers roughly on my cheeks and went to see the Young Master. In the middle of the drawing-room, the eyes of the Young Master who was sitting in a wheelchair turned to me. As I made excuses, he bit his lower lip and gave me a fierce look. It was a very familiar feeling to me. A look that shows more concern for me than I do for myself. I thought that it would be difficult to see the Duke right away anyway, so I said so without being stubborn. I sat on the sofa and gently raised the hem of my pants. My messed-up knee was revealed. I thought it only hurt when I was taking a bath earlier, and it was my first time seeing it like this, but it was very chaotic.

Still, I expressed my confidence. Instead of falling into foolish envy, I brought up a serious point.

This is the last time! As expected, when I finished my words, his face turned red with displeasure. Although the sharp jaw and thick brows were different, the dark and fierce eyes and noble coolness were the same. I must have talked to myself again without realizing it. I had no choice but to give a short review at his sharp eyes asking me to explain in an understandable way. Still, if he sees our Young Master in person, he would have a completely different opinion.

Lastly, he was wearing a much thinner uniform than when he stayed here. His well-groomed blonde hair moved little by little in the night breeze. Even after running a long way without a break, the neat atmosphere and upright posture were the same as before. And, as always, the uninterested red eyes stared at the front of the main gate. Even though it was late at night when he arrived, and there was no message, quite a few people were present.

Surviving as an obsessive servant

Caught in a seemingly unending loop of reincarnation within the narrative of a Boys' Love novel, I have succumbed to the same rare disease three times over. At the brink of my fourth demise, I decide it's high time to take extraordinary steps to escape this cycle. My stratagem was simple but peculiar - position a spoon atop the medicine table, and ensure not a drop of medicinal concoction is wasted. My master, despite being chronically ill, is a being of potent spiritual power, and even his breath could breathe life into my failing body. Thus, I chose to disguise myself as a servant and stay by his side, embracing a role that would mean constant exposure to his healing aura. However, my master was no easy person to serve. His outbursts were frequent, his demands often unreasonable. On multiple occasions, he would threaten to cast me out, only to falter at the sight of my desperate pleas to consume his discarded medicine. It seemed my persistence had stirred something within him. Over time, I dedicated myself wholly to his care, nurturing him back to health while simultaneously recovering my strength.

San giovanni restaurant menu

Hikaro12 , Jul 23, Can someone else pick it up? Reader Settings. Shadow Emperor. At some point the ML can suddenly walk again You just have to do what the Duke told you to do. Or did Rimson Hyung go crazy with a series of broken hearts? I sat on the sofa and gently raised the hem of my pants. Please Lay Your Eyes on Jasmine. Once he recovered, wasn't it only natural to pay back the kindness I offered? He looked at me with a hardened face. They've disappeared from this forum.

This is the last time! As expected, when I finished my words, his face turned red with displeasure. Although the sharp jaw and thick brows were different, the dark and fierce eyes and noble coolness were the same.

Type: Manhwa. Author: Tam. Visit MALxJapan. At one point the leaders from the dukedoms lesser houses question FL as a possible spy. It was a moment when I thought of the philosophy that even dog shit can also be used for medicine. I held a fountain pen in the air and moved my hand as if writing to him. Anyway, will he recognize the handwriting just by looking at it? Table of Contents. Comes home to find that her brother made idiotic trades, taking out loans and giving to someone for an investment. Knowing what I meant, he already had a tired expression on his face. Show Ignored Content. R34der and drikamichiura like this. I thought that it would be difficult to see the Duke right away anyway, so I said so without being stubborn.