Sleeping Beast - Chapter 3-1

It stopped raining like a lie.

After a long time, the kitchen was again filled with the smell of warm food. Rafi was boiling soup with dried mushrooms and goat’s milk. The witch’s recipe was very unlikely to fail, whether it was food or medicine. It was said that most of the food Rafi makes was very delicious.

The soup with plenty of milk and cream was almost ready. Rafi chopped green onions and placed them in a small bowl. If he added a piece of baked bread, cut it into small pieces, and fried it later, it would be a good meal.

“Now that it’s done, I’ll turn off the lights……… Huh?”

Rafi, who put down the spatula that was stirring the pot and turned around, and staggered in surprise.

The naked body, who was supposed to lie in bed, suddenly came up to his side and stared at him.

“You’re awake……?”

It was only after asking that Rafi thought the man might be younger than him.

Is it because his skin is so clean?

Rafi picked up an inconceivable excuse and swallowed it.

I’d believe he’s a child just by looking at his skin.

Of course, he was too big to be a child. The height, the bones, and the thing in the middle.

He realized he carried that gigantic size from the forest yesterday and moved it home. He really thought he was going to die. The witch, who had just died, seemed to be in front of him like a vision.

After suffering from death, he brought him home and put him down on the floor, and his fingers, which were tightly intertwined like a deception, were released.

Rafi immediately gathered his wet hair and pulled it up, washed and wiped the naked body. He couldn’t help but put him on the bed. It took a long time to wipe off only the dirty parts with a wet towel because he was too big. When Rafi was almost done, he was completely exhausted.

Somehow Rafi laid him down on the bed, searched the closet, and applied the burn ointment that the witch had made on his back, and the night was over.

After that, Rafi was so tired that he wrapped himself in blankets and fell asleep on the floor. That was yesterday.

So, that unknown nude person slept for a whole day, and Rafi finally regained some energy.

Of course, the naked person was still naked. There was no reason to dress him up. Rafi simply threw a blanket over him as he fell and slept.

Now that he woke up, even the strands of the silver fluffy hair glittering under the bright morning sun caught his eye.

Rafi turned his head and coughed awkwardly.

“Excuse me… Do you want to put on your clothes first?”

“….”

The naked body stood still, looking at Rafi as if it would poke his eyes, although his expression was still distant.

Still, he couldn’t feel anything like aggression, so Rafi turned his eyes first.

“Wait a minute.”

Rafi diligently searched the cupboard that served as his closet. His clothes didn’t seem to fit at all. The loose pajama pants looked better.

He wasn’t going to dress him up. Let’s put the effort into covering him up.

Rafi turned around with pajamas.

“I think this is enough.”

“….”

Even when Rafi turned around and put out his pants, he only stood silently.

“Hey, um…I don’t know what to call you. What’s your name?”

His tongue kept getting tangled up in the mood of talking to the stone statue. Rafi rolled his tongue in his mouth and looked at the naked body. He tried hard not to see the thing hanging thickly between his legs.

I wonder if he can’t hear me.

“You can wear it.”

Rafi pretended to wear pajamas with both hands open.

“Wear it.”

“Oh…”

The naked body opened his lips slowly and nodded once. He thought it was enough, so he was going to hand over the pants, but he came up and stood in front of Rafi and raised one foot.

His eyes were automatically blinking.

What’s this?

It was as if he was asking me to put on his pants.

…Was he from a noble family?

Rafi concluded as such at first glance. Nobles or royalty don’t dress with their own hands. After taking care of the business, the people would not only wipe their hips but also wear pants for them.

Is that why he doesn’t talk? I know he has a unique status.

There was an ambiguous hostility, so Rafi scratched his cheek.

But I’m the one who saved him. I’m not going to wait for him.

…He wasn’t sure, but he couldn’t keep looking at that thick object rattling in front of his eyes.

“Can’t you?”

Rafi bent down in front of his naked body and spread the pants wide.

He put the pants in one leg that he was still holding upright. As if he was very familiar with receiving such attention, he lifted the other foot at the same speed as Rafi. Compared to the acceptance, the movement of putting pants on ended easily and briefly.

The problem was when he was trying to tie the string around his waist.

Like this.

The naked, no, now half-naked person’s hand pressed Rafi’s head.

“What are you doing?”

Even if he suspected he might be a nobleman, it was difficult to be polite anymore. Rafi’s voice rose.

“You.”

“…I beg your pardon?”

He felt like he was fumbling for the hair that was raised with his enormous hands tied in a circle, but it soon became loose.

“Why are you doing this?”

Rafi wrinkled his nose. The half-naked person pulled up a handful of smooth flowing hair.

“Pretty.”

“…So, what about my hair?”

“It looks pretty.”

He put strength in his hand that was holding Rafi’s head.

“Ah!”

Rafi was dragged up by the grip of the half-naked hand and raised his body vaguely.

“Let go. It hurts.”

Rafi tried hitting the hand holding his hair, but he didn’t budge. He only pulled his hair until Rafi approached him closely.

“Pretty. I like it.”

The same words were repeated. He took the hair in his hand into his mouth.

“I want it.”

“….”

Rafi opened his mouth foolishly at the moment. The half-naked body put Rafi’s hair in its mouth and was washing it as if it were going to eat it.

Is my hair weird?

The body certainly had passed adulthood. However, what he did was like a two-year-old.