Chapter 131: The Blanket Thief

Chapter 131: The Blanket Thief

“Alright, I’ll keep your secret. But what if he finds out on his own later?”

You can hide things for a moment, but can you hide them forever? The truth will always come out. Sooner or later, Carl will definitely notice that something’s off with Aierjisi.

“If that day comes, no matter what Father King does to me or what punishment he gives, I’ll accept it.”

I’ve thought about that scenario myself. If it comes to that, I’ll be powerless to do anything. Convincing a father to accept that his daughter, who he’s raised for over a thousand years, has suddenly turned into someone else? That’s just impossible, isn’t it?

Even though the fault isn’t really mine.

“Are you serious? If he wanted to kill you then, you’d just let it happen without any resistance?”

“If it were up to me, I’d rather not die, you know? But once Father King loses his temper, without a doubt, my life would be forfeit.”

Still, if my death could distract Carl from his anger, I wouldn’t hesitate to choose death.

But first, I need to break my contract with Yake. I can’t drag him down with me when I go.

“Quit joking around! Even if you want to die then, I won’t let you! I’ll protect you from that Carl!”

“Oh? What does that mean? Have you finally developed feelings for me?”

“Not really. I just wouldn’t want to have to deal with the headache if you died.”

“Is it that you’d die too if I died? If that’s the case, you don’t have to worry; I’ll automatically break our contract when the time comes.”

“No, it’s not about that.”

“Then what is it about? Do tell!”

Aierjisi climbed up to Yake, giving off a vibe that said, “If you don’t give me a satisfactory answer, you won’t be sleeping tonight.”

“Because… you see, my mom isn’t too fond of you, right? If you died on the way back and I returned alone, she’d definitely blow up at me and say something like, ‘What’s the point of raising a girl like Aier if you can’t keep her!’ for sure.”

Yake thought for a moment and came up with a somewhat reasonable excuse.

There’s no getting around it; I can’t express my feelings right now because I don’t even understand them myself.

“I see. So rounding it up, can I interpret that as you having feelings for me?”

“Interpret it however you like. Anyway, I’m tired. I’m going to sleep first. You do you, whether it’s a Moonlight Bath or something.”

With that, Yake pulled up the blanket and turned to sleep.

“Hmph, Yake, you can be quite cute sometimes. I didn’t hate what you just said, you know?”

Yake didn’t respond to Aierjisi, and whether he was actually asleep or just pretending, it was hard to tell.

“Forget it. I’m tired too. Time for sleep. I’ve got a lot to do tomorrow.”

The moonlight wasn’t great tonight, so I’ll skip the Moonlight Bath and just sleep instead.

Aierjisi pulled up her blanket and curled up next to Yake, drifting into dreamland.

The next morning…

“Ah-choo! Am I getting a cold? I felt like my body was losing heat while I slept.”

Yake hugged his shivering body, even though the room was full of heating, he should have felt warm. But for some reason, he felt so cold.

“Should I check your body? Don’t judge me by my looks; I actually know a bit about the human body. For instance, which skin is best to bite when drinking blood, and which blood is the tastiest?”

“Please don’t say such horrifying things! Now I feel even colder. Ah-choo…”

The reason Yake was so cold was simply because Aierjisi had stolen all the blankets last night, leaving him exposed in the room. No amount of heating would help with that.

“Oh, good morning, Yake and Aierjisi!”

At that moment, Arthur’s voice echoed from the hallway. Yake and Aierjisi both greeted him back.

“Good morning!”

“Ah, good morning! …Ah-choo!”

“Oh, Yake, are you catching a cold? What happened last night? You seemed fine before!”

“I don’t know. I just woke up this morning feeling really cold. I might need something hot to warm myself up. By the way, where’s Weirafiya? Is she still asleep?”

Seeing Arthur standing there alone, Yake figured that after all the drinking at last night’s Celebration Feast, Weirafiya was probably still knocked out.

“Yeah. The young lady is still in a deep sleep, so it’s just me. Are you both coming for breakfast?”

“Of course! Right, Aier?”

“I’ll skip breakfast. I’m going to find my Father King first. I don’t know if he’s up yet, but if not, I’ll have to wake him.”

“Mr. Carl? He’s already up! I bumped into him in the hallway earlier.”

“Really? He woke up this early? I thought he was still asleep.”

“I would never sleep in that late! Even though I’m not the Blood Clan king anymore, I can’t let myself slack off.”

Just then, Carl walked up and delivered a hand chop to Aierjisi’s little head.

“Ow… Father King, isn’t that a bit too harsh on your daughter? If you break my head, I won’t be able to fulfill your dreams of having me inherit the throne!”

Rubbing her head, Aierjisi protested against Carl.

“Don’t worry; I’m still careful. I promise this won’t hurt you; besides, aren’t you a member of the Blood Clan royalty? Even if your body gets smashed to bits, you can always revive.”

That’s true. With her royal heart, Aierjisi is far more capable of self-recovery than other members of the Blood Clan.

“Even so, you shouldn’t hit me like that; I really hate pain!”

“It’s just a little pain. Just bear with it.”

“Ah-choo!”

“Whoa!”

Yake suddenly sneezed again, startling Carl.

“Why are you sick? Oh, did you two sleep in the same bed?”

Carl quickly put the pieces together regarding why Yake was getting sick.

His daughter has always liked stealing blankets, even if she’s unaware of it. After sharing a bed with her, he always wakes up stripped bare, while she’s snug under the covers! If he weren’t a Blood Clan member with strong resistance, he’d probably be sick like Yake too!