After listening to Gawain’s description, Olivia completely lost her composure.

This… this… this elopement attempt was way too absurd. The girl had never expected it—not even in her wildest dreams. Her offhand remark hadn’t deterred Gawain at all; instead, it had spiraled into a massive misunderstanding.

Damn…

What could she even say about him? The Foolish Hero seemed well-intentioned, and… he genuinely cared about her. If she hadn’t earned so much money, she might’ve actually been touched right now.

So, Olivia didn’t press further. Her tone gradually steadied. Under Gawain’s utterly bewildered gaze, she calmly repeated the explanation she’d given her mother earlier.

“So… I’ve already paid the breach-of-contract fee. No marriage needed. And I’m in charge of family matters now! Your elopement stunt… was all for nothing, you foolish underclassman!”

“No… no way? But I really was chased…” The Foolish Hero scratched his head awkwardly. Olivia rolled her eyes at him. “That was probably just our night-shift maid. Seeing you sneak around like that, of course she’d give chase!”

“O-oh… I see…”

Realizing the mess he’d caused, Gawain fell silent…

The atmosphere turned awkward. Olivia watched the Hero lower his head, looking flustered and speechless. She couldn’t help but slightly lift the corners of her mouth, fighting back a laugh. After a moment, she waved her hand.

“F-fine! Since you were trying to help me, I’ll let it slide this time, senior sister. Just sneak me back home now.”

“I’m really sorry, senior sister… b-but… I barely made it back before curfew. The school gates are locked, and the walls are too high to climb over. Uh… that’s it.”

“…”

Olivia froze. What did that mean? Was she stuck spending the night in the boys’ dorm?

No, no, no… please no. She used to be a boy, but now… she was a girl! Sleeping in the male lead’s bed all night…

Hiss—

The girl shook her head frantically. “N-no! I… I’m worried…”

“It’s fine! Senior sister, you rest. I… I won’t sleep tonight. I’ll stand guard. Once the gates open at dawn, I’ll take you home first…”

Gawain’s earnest expression left Olivia helpless. He seemed like a loyal knight-type guy now, but… who knew what he’d do once she fell asleep? Ugh…

Honestly, you awake while I sleep—in the same bed? This… this was way too risky.

Olivia swallowed hard. The narrow bed forced them to press close to avoid falling off. That intimate proximity let her gradually feel Gawain’s heartbeat.

She stayed silent, giving no answer—but had no other choice. Seeing her resigned look, Gawain guiltily lowered his head. Just as his mood dipped, his eyes accidentally caught the petite figure before him, hidden under a lace-trimmed white nightgown. His heart lurched violently.

His senses flooded with cool clarity, as if standing amid endless snow-capped peaks. A gauzy veil draped dreamily over the icy summits, radiating mysterious allure—yet unable to hide the blush of dawn staining the horizon.

Snapping back to reality, Gawain stared dumbly at the girl’s pitiful expression. Her small, soft frame smelled faintly sweet, sparking an urge to pull this angel tightly into his arms.

N-no! Wrong!

As lust flickered in his mind, Gawain jerked his head away. Heart pounding, he squeezed his eyes shut, muttering “Do not look upon what is improper,” and dared not glance at her again.

Olivia watched his odd behavior, puzzled. Then it hit her.

Oh crap! She was wearing that sheer nightgown…

The Bluehaired Loli’s face instantly flushed crimson. She frantically covered herself—but it was pointless. That idiot male lead had already seen everything…

Damn it. Only damage control left…

“H-hey! Don’t look anymore! I’ll gouge your eyes out if you do…”

The Bluehaired Loli growled threats at that fool. Gawain nodded rapidly, eyes still shut. He tried to turn away, but the cramped dorm bed offered no room to roll over.

Perhaps losing one sense sharpened the others. With his eyes closed, Gawain suddenly noticed something else…

A faint, sweet fragrance drifted from his blanket—hinting at lily stamens. For the first time, his bed carried a girl’s natural scent. Blushing, he couldn’t help but praise her:

“Senior sister… you smell really nice…”

Seriously? That’s just another way to tease me!

The Bluehaired Loli’s mouth twitched. Annoyed, she snapped back: “I showered before coming! It’s just body wash! Ugh… annoying. I just washed up, and now I’m stuck with your blanket’s… gross guy stink!”

She wasn’t lying. Fearful of exposure, she’d buried her face in the covers. Beds held lingering scents, and their bodies were pressed so close…

Olivia felt surrounded by a thick wave of masculine pheromones.

Gawain wasn’t holding her, but it was practically the same. His sunflower-like, sun-drenched aura flooded her nose. Sniffing repeatedly, Olivia almost stuck out her tongue—overcome by a sudden, fierce urge to lick his neck and taste that scent.

But she shuddered, snapping back to her senses. Blinking in confusion, a chill ran down her spine.

What was wrong with her? Had she gotten… obsessed with that idiot male lead?

Hiss… Why did she crave a man’s scent so much?

Th-this…

This was a huge problem—!

The girl wriggled frantically under the covers to clear her head—unaware she’d pressed even closer to Gawain. Her plump thighs nearly bumped against the Foolish Hero’s pants. Gawain clenched his legs tighter, struggling to calm his racing heart…

This was just too… lewd.