My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

"There is still a difference, at least we are in the same pool, right?"

"..." Lit sighed helplessly after hearing this, and then moved closer to Orson.

However, after Lit moved for several seconds, the distance between him and Orson did not change.

The reason is that while Lit was moving closer to Orson, Orson was also moving to the other side.

As a result, the distance between the two people remained in a strange "relative static" state.

Lit narrowed his eyes and saw Orson across from him through the thick fog.

"Orson, are you moving?"

"Ah, yes, I always feel uncomfortable sitting in those places, Lit, I guess you are the same?" Orson found an excuse to try to fool him.

"Really." Lit heard this, sank down, and stopped moving.

Orson was relieved to see that Lit stopped moving.

Finally, he could take a bath with peace of mind, he thought.

And Lit crouched down like a kitten aiming at its prey, and then pounced directly at Orson.

"Hey!"

As he said this, Lit directly crossed half of the hot spring pool and rushed in front of Orson.

Orson looked at the shadow rushing over in the sky, was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to move away, but when he thought that Lit might hit the wall after moving away, he did not move away.

Then, Lit directly jumped into Orson's arms.

"Hey hey!" Lit said this, looking at Orson in front of him, showing a smile of success. "You can't run away like this?"

"... Lit, stop it."

"What's wrong! It's better to be closer, so we can chat, isn't it?"

"It's good, but..." Orson said this, turning his head away.

"Lit, your bath towel..."

Lit listened to what Orson said and was stunned for a moment.

Then she reacted.

It seemed that when she was hugging Orson now, what she felt was not the feeling of the bath towel, but the touch of skin touching each other.

And she turned her head back and saw that the bath towel she was wrapped in was floating on the water not far behind her.

So... now I am naked in front of Orson?

"So..." Orson said, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Why don't you quickly wrap the towel around yourself?"

Hearing this, Lit was about to get up from Orson, but when he thought that he might be seen naked by Orson after getting up, he quickly shrank back and hugged Orson tighter.

So that Orson could feel some strange touches other than skin.

I have to sigh that this little girl has really changed a lot after entering the Duke's mansion. With good nutrition, she has become so healthy in less than a year.

If she had been spoiled since childhood, I don't know how big the scale would be in the end.

"No... Yes, we will be seen." Lit said this, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

But Orson still caught it keenly, then he sighed, took the initiative to get up, picked up Lit's towel, and then threw it directly in front of Lit.

"Here, put it on. Be careful next time. Don't be so startled. It's scary."

When Lit heard Orson say this, she pouted, but she was indeed wrong this time, so she could only nod silently.

Just when she thought Orson was going to leave again, Orson turned back and took the initiative to sit not far from Lit.

"This distance should be okay, right?"

"Yeah!" Lit nodded happily when he saw this.

The embarrassment between the two just now was also wiped out.

"Hey, Orson, do you still treat me as your sister now?"

Lit leaned against the edge of the pool, tilted his head and looked at Orson beside him and asked.

"Yeah." Orson nodded.

"Even if there was no blood relationship at the beginning, and now it is not a nominal relationship, do you still treat me as a sister?"

"Yeah."

"Can't you just treat me as a girl? I'm the same age as you."

Lit said this with a frustrated tone.

Orson smiled and shook his head, saying nothing.

Seeing this, Lit also leaned to the side, then hugged Orson's arm and stuck close to him.

"Then, just treat me as a normal sister who likes her brother."

Chapter 33: Let's go together, okay?

After walking out of the hot spring, Orson stood in front of Lit, picked up a dry towel and wiped his hair, and then picked up another one and handed it to Lit who was following behind him.

"Dry your hair. You didn't put your hair up when you took a hot spring bath just now? It's all wet."

"Hehe, just think of it as washing your hair." Lit took the towel with a smile, tied the bath towel on his body, and started to wipe his hair after making sure it wouldn't fall off.

"Remember to have a good rest when you go back today, we will rush back tomorrow."

"Go back... the semester should be over, right?" Lit suddenly said.

"Well, this semester is over, and there will be a two-month vacation. You can have a good rest at home."

"Then... Orson, will you go back to Antica?"

Orson was stunned when he heard Lit ask this.

"After all, you are the Duke of Naples now, and you are no longer from the same family. If you live in Antica, will others criticize you..."

"If our two families get too close, plus Senior Olivia's family, it will be able to threaten the rule of the royal family, right?"

"Will the royal family just let it go?"

"No." Orson shook his head. "But who says that the good relationship between our families must be detrimental to the royal family? We can also build a good relationship with the royal family."

"So... Orson, what do you mean?"

"Antica is governed by my father, and Napoli also has Celinina, so I plan to stay in Saint Laurent City during the summer vacation."

"If you want to stay, Litt, you can also stay here, so that no one will gossip."

"Really?"

"Well, but if you are worried about Antica's affairs, you can go back at any time."

Hearing Orson say this, Litt was immediately happy.

Although everyone was blessing Orson after the separation, it also meant that he had to keep a distance from the Stranik family.

When Litt was worrying about this matter, Orson gave a reasonable solution, allowing her to continue to stay with him under a reasonable name.

This couldn't be better.

According to his dependence on Orson, if the two of them separated, Lit estimated that he would sneak from Antica to Naples to play with Orson in less than a month.

"Okay, if there is nothing else, I will leave first." Orson changed into pajamas and prepared to walk out of the locker room.

"Ah, yes." Lit nodded and opened his cabinet.

After walking out of the hot spring room, because the whole house was heated, Orson did not feel the sudden cold. On the contrary, such a high temperature made him a little uncomfortable and felt a little depressed.

Back in the room, he deliberately opened the window for a few seconds, feeling the cold wind outside the house pouring in and feeling a lot of relief.

Perhaps people are so complicated. On the one hand, they hate the bone-chilling cold, and on the other hand, they need some coolness in a warm environment to fall asleep peacefully.

Orson blew the wind, woke up, shivered, and then covered himself with the quilt, blew out the bedside lamp, and then closed his eyes.

A few minutes later, Orson's door was quietly opened.

"I knew you were coming, so I left the door open for you." Orson closed his eyes, as if he had known who was coming.

"Very smart." Olivia came to Orson with a smile.

"I was going to tell you after I got back, but there are ready-made conditions here, so I'll tell you here."

"Go ahead." Orson sat up from the bed and then turned on the light next to him again.

The light illuminated the faces of the two people. Olivia stretched her hand to her chest and then took out a pendant.

"Does this pendant look familiar?"

Orson shook his head.

"It belonged to Lord Ostia, and now it's on me."

"In other words... this is her 'relic'?"

"Pfft, don't make people so dead, what if they can be reborn with this pendant in the end?"

"Aren't you afraid that Hela will find you through this pendant?" Orson said with a smile.

"If Hela can come out, throwing away the pendant will be useless." Olivia said this and spread her hands.

"But I'm not here to talk about this matter this time." Olivia said this, put the pendant back on her chest, and then looked at Orson.

"Orson, after Lord Ostia's possession ended, there was still a memory left in my brain. Lord Ostia told me that it was your 'truth'."

Hearing this, Orson's pupils shrank slightly.

"So, what do you know?"

"Your life experience, and, your inhuman blood." Olivia said it directly.

Seeing that she already knew this, Orson sighed helplessly and glanced to the side.

"Since you know my identity, you should understand that humans and demons are hostile. My bloodline is destined to be criticized by thousands of people once it is made public, no matter how much I have contributed."

"I know."

"So, Olivia, it's not too late to go back and break up with me now. I don't want you to be ruined with me at that time."

Unexpectedly, when Olivia heard Orson say this, she put her hands on both sides of Orson's body, leaned forward, and got closer to Orson.

"Orson, tell me, the reason I like you is because of your bloodline? Then you are too belittling me, right?"

"No, of course I know what you are like." Orson shook his head, looking painful. "But the situation has changed. This thing in my body is like a time bomb. I am afraid that one day I will not be able to control myself."

"I am afraid...by then, it will not only hurt myself."

"Then the Orson I know will disappear." Olivia said. "Only then will I dislike you."

"Before that, my feelings for you remain the same from beginning to end."

"I want to be your wife, spend the rest of my life with you, travel to many places, and see many scenery."

"No matter your identity or bloodline, if there is a problem, I will help you. The two of us will work together and we will definitely be able to solve the problem in your body."

"So, Orson, believe me, let's go on together, okay?"

Orson didn't say anything, but proved it with practical actions.

He hugged Olivia, like a drowning man finding driftwood on the water.

Before this, he had always been alone facing everything and bearing all the pressure. Even though Triss and Dorothy had wanted to help Orson, Orson still did not tell them the whole story.

And now, Olivia is willing to help Orson share this pressure, which really makes him feel a lot more relaxed.

"I believe you." Orson said slowly.

"Yeah." Olivia hugged Orson with her backhand and patted Orson's back gently.

Chapter 34: After all, it is a promise with God

Lit dried her hair and returned to her room. When she was thinking about where to go with Orson every day in Saint Laurent City, Orson was already intoxicated by the gentleness upstairs.