Witch Circle 9 Transmigrated To Marry

Chapter 5

Kean had tried his best to dispel the awkward atmosphere. But Creone just nodded and sat on the sofa by the window.

Creone saw Kean still standing in his place and did not enter frowning.

"Come in and sit down" Creone said.

Kean complied and immediately sat down before Creone with the attitude of a good student. Honestly Kean has never been a good student in his previous life. It's a fairly new experience.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Creone, it was just that he had no experience of being in a relationship. That's why he doesn't know what to do now.

"I'm sorry I just greeted you now. You can use any facility here as you like and do not hesitate. But it seems you're used to it." When Creone said that he glanced down, precisely towards his clothes that now exist in Kean's body.

Kean realized his gaze and hurriedly nodded. "Sorry, I didn't know this was your room." And also sorry because he already used all the stuff in this room.

"That's.., I didn't bring anything when I came here, so...."

"Then I should apologize for not providing you with daily necessities." Creone almost guessed the no-no. Because he had thought previously Kean's purpose was to wear his clothes to tease him.

He erased all that prejudice now the confession of kean does not seem to lie. And Creone is confident in his vision of seeing other people's faces.

Kean didn't think Creone was good and didn't scold him. He always guessed whether to be scolded or not because of Creone's smelly face, aka jutek. But it didn't.

"I'll let Daniel buy you a new one."

Creone then called Daniel out of the empty air with his usual tone of voice and Daniel immediately came over. Then Creone asked Daniel to open an online shopping application and buy everything he needed.

"Your shirt size?" ask Creone.

"M." Kean reported the size of the wedding suit.

Creone frowned slightly upon hearing that. It was small he thought. Then he also noticed Kean's bare feet alias not wearing footwear.

"Shoe size?" ask again.

"39." This is also the size of the shoes she uses for weddings. He did not wear it again after that because he did not feel the shoes were suitable for practicing magic. Moreover, he was quite used to not wearing it.

Just the pants he still wears because all the pants in the closet are oversized. The night he washed it and the morning dried up so Kean didn't bother him much.

Creone immediately told Daniel to buy it with a lot of copies to replace. Daniel then left after doing his duty.

"That's it, I'll move to the next room" Kean said. He wanted to go to rest immediately. It was late and he was very sleepy.

"No need, stay here." Creone doesn't know what got into him but the word is already spoken and he can't take it anymore.

He also could not take another room because only his room was connected with medical and security robot surveillance. He himself knew how bad his wounds were. And the war wasn't over, so he couldn't take his wounds lightly. There are also his comrades who are eloquent in the front row.

Kean said nothing more and obeyed. How chatty she is in her heart, she has to hold it back because now she's at Creone's house. Kean immediately got up to pick up a shirt from the closet and ran to the bathroom to take a shower. Soon Creone heard the sound of water from behind the door.

Kean did not shower for too long and came out immediately after washing his pants and hanging them next to the towel. By the time he left Creone was no longer in the room, so he thought Creone had moved to another room.

Kean immediately lay on the pressure napa bed. There was no shame in sleeping without wearing pants now, so Kean slept soundly as soon as he lay down. And also Creone clothes are too big so kiss to cover a certain area.

Creone, returning from a late dinner, sees the white and smooth leg of Kean's back in the room, hesitating back to his vision of seeing Kean as an honest man. But given his wider waist size than Kean's, it seemed like this scene was better than seeing Kean wearing his pants and a smudge.

Creone didn't think about it anymore and slept next to Kean after putting on a blanket for him. The night passed peacefully and Kean blinked his eyes a few times. He vaguely heard someone talking.

"I'll try to get back as soon as possible. Hold the enemy forces and overwhelm them, if conditions do not allow you to retreat first and drag them until I come."

"But Marshal, how do you feel? I will handle it as much as possible here so you can be calm. They were also now in no hurry to exert their full strength now."

Creone glanced back as soon as he heard the movement from the room. And he saw Kean was awake. He hurriedly ended his call with his representative.

"Morning." said Kean while scratching his head. Creone just nodded and saw Kean go take a shower.

Finish the bath just in time the food is ready to be served by Daniel. Kean and Creone eat together. After that Kean was about to run as soon as he finished digesting his breakfast by walking around the mansion as usual.

The mansion's courtyard was very spacious. When he first came and ran, Kean could not and stopped in the middle of the road. Now his physical strength had increased and it was fine for him to go around the mansion.

Moreover, the mansion is surrounded by forests and adds paranoia. But as he ran further he saw Creone in the corner and was touching the side wall. The plain walls that Kean used to see today featured some writing and pictures.

Kean stopped and looked curiously. It was discovered by Creone.

Seeing Creone approaching him, Kean asked, "What are you doing?"

"There's nothing. Just saw something strange happen to the control system of the training area. Can't calculate the remaining target correctly. I'll send it to Daniel for repairs." Creone said it right away. Although he slightly does not believe his home system failed aka error.

But looking at the skinny body of his marriage partner, it didn't seem to be someone who could fight and destroy the target. But if that's true, Creone's getting interested. Creone looked at Kean with a probing look. But as soon as he found out Kean was not wearing footwear, his eyebrows frowned.

Kean must have misunderstood Creone's gaze. He is now wondering if he should pay compensation to targets he has broken. But the problem is that he has no money.

"What about you?" ask Creone.

"Aah?"

"What are you doing right now?"

"Run in the morning." Kean replied after understanding what was being asked. He was also relieved, at least for now.

But his answer made Creone furrow his eyebrows even more. Along the road in the yard is not a straight and flat ground but decorated with rocks that are in accordance with its aesthetics. And now Kean says he's running in the morning and it's not a routine that's only done once.

"From."creone said to the bench next to the road. Creone also told Kean to sit down while he knelt in front of him.

Kean is now confused as to what Creone will do. Especially when he knelt in front of her. And then also took his ankle.

Creone scrunched his forehead. Looks like he needs to apply some special features to Daniel at the robotic research institute when he sees Kean's red soles.

"That's what's wrong?" Kean finally asked because he could not stand being stared at continuously. Not his face or anything else, but his feet. Now his cocky position was right on Creone's face which made him feel disrespectful.

"It's okay." Creone finally let go of Kean's leg and got up.

"Follow me" he said again. And without getting an answer from Kean he immediately left. Kean finally had no other choice but to follow him.

The two of them walked into the training area, crossed a large field and entered a space that Kean thought was strange. He's been here before and there's a lot of weird charcoal-it's that he doesn't know how to use. Creone then stopped in front of one of the tools.

"You can wear it to run." he pointed at the treadmill next to him.

Kean finally knows the usefulness of one thing here. But he kept quiet because he didn't know how. Kean just stared at Creone in confusion.

"I don't know how to use it" Kean said later. He also could not figure out how to use the tools here from the memory of the body.

Creone then taught him how to use the treadmill and introduced various buttons and functions. Afterwards Kean tried and was very comfortable to use. His feet also no longer hurt from touching the rocks.

"Thank you." she told Creone with a smile.

"Together."

After that Creone left and Kean continued to run on the treadmill. He ran for half an hour and then stopped because he was tired. Kean wiped his sweat with the back of his hand and used wind magic to dissipate the heat on his body.

Kean returned to the mansion. After quenching his thirst with cold water, Kean returned to the room to meditate. His current strength was enough to blow up an area the size of his room yet he would still train to make his mentality feel safe.

When Creone came back from his study, he saw Kean sitting cross-legged and exhaling a needle-like breath of a ticking second. He was looking for information about Kean. He still has to be careful of his marriage partner.

His severely injured physical condition would definitely be a fat sheep in the eyes of his enemies. Whether it is from an enemy country or internal competition.

Daniel has also been carrying out his duties to check the error of the training area system. And there was no error at all. Indeed many targets have been destroyed even some numbers are reduced.

Home robots are unlikely to destroy it because if it does not get out of control they will only carry out the tasks they are told to do.

Because that's the only one that's sure the answer. Kean Reoneore, his marriage partner, did it.

But while looking through the bullet reserve, Creone found everything was still sealed new without anything lacking or traces have been used. This made him slightly doubtful, yet he could not find the answer no matter how he thought.

Now he also had no idea what Kean was up to. He seemed focused and unaware of his existence at all even though he deliberately hardened the sound of his footsteps