Deadly Sins of Evil Vol 1 Chapter 1.6

Chapter 1: Part 6

It was nearing noon and yet Lukana was still locked up within the workshop.

At the moment, Sateriasis was reading a book on his favorite chair.

Several books were stacked on the table, every one of the books coming from the mansion’s library.

In it were the diaries written by his family. His father’s, his mother’s, and diaries from his servants —— all of them describing their daily lives and work. Yet only his… Sateriasis Venomania’s diary, couldn’t be found, even after searching his own room.

It seems like he was a person without the habit of writing a diary.

The him that even forgot about such things irritated him to no end. 

(Lukana…seems to be working into the night again… I hope she doesn’t overwork herself…)

Sateriasis, a little concerned about Lukana’s state, closed his book and proceeded towards Lukana’s workshop.

It has already been two weeks since the time she accepted Sateriasis’s request to make clothing. 

Regardless of what the tailor needed, clothe or tools, Sateriasis was able to provide them at the highest quality. When Lukana saw those high quality fabrics, she panicked a little but couldn’t keep the s.h.i.+ne out of her eyes.

She would definitely design beautiful clothes. Sateriasis was very sure about that. Not only because she was a tailor, but spending these two weeks with Lukana has confirmed that, she was indeed a talented person.

What made it even more incredible was that besides the tailoring, Lukana also took all the housework into her hands. Because of that, Sateriasis’ quality of life increased drastically.

He could not keep relying on Lukana’s good intentions. Sateriasis understood that it was about time to hire some servants, yet he also wanted her to stay here forever.

He walked to the workshop but there wasn’t a single sound coming out from it.

Opening the door to walk in, Sateriasis found the form of a soundly sleeping Lukana who had fell asleep on the table.

In these few days, not only did Lukana have to work on the clothing, she also took on the responsibility of the housework, it’s only normal for her to feel tired so falling asleep while working isn’t such a big deal.

He couldn’t bear to wake Lukana up, so he went to get a blanket from the bedroom and lightly placed it over her shoulders. He sat on a chair nearby, unknowingly staring at her sleeping form.

Looking at Lukana’s sleeping face, two kinds of thought surfaced within Sateriasis’s heart.

The first is grat.i.tude. And the other one was ——

l.u.s.t.

He didn’t want to let Lukana go. But when the clothing is complete, it was very likely that she would return to Mystica.

(If only… I could turn her into mine… before she goes back…)

Lukana possessed a beauty that could even touch Sateriasis’s heart. An elegant beauty that didn’t seem to have grown up in a village.

He wanted to use strength that might be enough to break Lukana’s waist to hug her, tightly holding her slim and buxom body.

An innocent sleeping face. Soft lips. He wanted to dirty her, to stain her in his colors——.

Gulp… Sateriasis swallowed a mouth of saliva.

(…What kind of silly thoughts am I having?)

Sateriasis regained his senses, pus.h.i.+ng his twisted thoughts into the corner of his mind, trying to suppress his desires.

He knew. Precisely because of things that might happen because of his reckless self, he had always refused to let anyone near the mansion, til now.

He had already sensed the presence of a strange feeling within his heart.

(But in the end, I still personally invited her into the mansion)

That day, when he said that he went onto the streets because he was “looking for women” was actually the truth.

However, whether he was searching for a “specific woman” ——.

(That was a lie. As long as it’s a woman, it doesn’t matter who. I’m only looking for a “random partner”.)

Even so, he tried to suppress the thoughts that came next.

Such a feeling—— was lunatic, overwhelming l.u.s.t, and it didn’t even fade away after a long time, instead growing stronger by the day. Sateriasis could no longer go against his instincts. 

( …When the clothes are done, it would be better if we don’t meet again)

It was a fact that Sateriasis felt attracted to Lukana. However, was it simply pure love? Or something stemming from his l.u.s.t ——?

The current Sateriasis couldn’t make a sound judgment.

“Uhn, Uhn…”

Lukana whimpered slightly. Hearing it, Sateriasis thought that Lukana would wake up soon, but she didn’t.

Her sleeping face scrunched together, as if she was haunted.

Maybe Lukana was having a nightmare, or she was not feeling well——No matter what, it would be best to wake her up. Just as Sateriasis was standing up to go wake her up, Lukana woke up abruptly. 

“… Haaaa…. haa….”

“Lukana?”

Wide-eyed, Lukana’s breaths were rough and her face was extremely pale.

“Hey, Lukana. Are you okay——”

“No!!”

Just when Sateriasis was about to ask, Lukana turned towards him suddenly. Letting out a high-pitched scream, she struggled desperately to scramble back.

 “Don’t, don’t come near me……”

She might have realized the l.u.s.t present within his heart. Thinking about that, Sateriasis could only stay rooted at where he was at.

Lukana fell motionlessly onto the floor. 

But this only went on for a moment. Regaining her composure, Lukana widened her eyes, adjusting her breaths, and stood up.

“S-sorry. I didn’t mean that….”

“No, it’s okay…What’s wrong, Lukana? Did I do anything wrong—-”

“No, no! It’s not like that. I just had a nightmare…”

“Nightmare?”

“That’s right, nightmare… a nightmare…I apologize, I will leave for today.”

After Lukana said that, she suddenly started packing her things.

“You’re not staying here tonight?”

“Yes, the sewing has been finished, I will be returning to my uncle’s house today.”

“Is it? Please be careful on your way home.”

Why did she intentionally want to return to the city? Sateriasis couldn’t even ask for a reason. 

Bidding her goodbye, he stared at Lukana’s silhouette as she left the mansion. He couldn’t stop himself from thinking uneasily that Lukana might just never ever come back again. A part of him that felt it was better this way, and a part of him that did not want to be separated from Lukana were in a mess within his mind, causing him to be on the verge of losing control.

The Lukana that was already far in front of him turned around unexpectedly, raising her voice, 

“The clothes will be done in five days! Before then, I will continue to work hard! Please look forward to the finished clothes, Lord Venomania.”

The reason why Sateriasis’s mood turned for the better was because he saw her smile, and also because she no longer called him “Lord Duke”, using a more affectionate term of “Lord Venomania” instead. 

(Not “Lord Sateriasis” but “Lord Venomania”, huh? That’s just like Lukana)