I'm the Only One With a Different Genre - Chapter 112

Chapter 112
Deactivating the Device

‘The world… is spinning…’

Noah blinked slowly as her vision swayed. Someone next to her was speaking, but she couldn’t understand due to her hazy mind.

“Here, drink this—”

A cold glass was pressed into her hand. Noah, with a dazed expression, lifted the cup and swallowed its contents. The cold water cleared her mind a bit.

“If I had known you were this weak with alcohol, I would have given you something lighter… I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s alright. I’m fine.”

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No one who says they’re fine after drinking is ever really fine, but Noah’s tone seemed convincingly sober thanks to the cold water.

“Still…”

“Anyway… I’m a bit tired, so I’ll head back upstairs.”

“Oh… okay! I’ll let the chef know to prepare some hangover soup for you tomorrow morning!”

Being a place that served alcohol day and night, the inn’s breakfast menu included hangover soup. The bartender could tell Noah would have a tough time with a hangover and looked apologetic.

Noah didn’t notice the woman’s expression as her mind began to blur again.

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‘What was I going to do? I’m sure it was… oh…’
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Her thoughts were sluggish and fragmented. Noah groped through her darkened memory until she remembered her intention.
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‘Right, I wanted to have a proper talk with Lian…’

“Hiccup…”

With a flushed face, Noah ascended the stairs. Her staggering steps and the smell of alcohol were unmistakably those of a drunken person, causing others to give her a wide berth.

“Ah, here we are. Hic…”

Despite her boyish appearance, her face was as cute as ever, adorned with a smile. She hummed a little tune.

‘It really feels like all my stress is flying away…’

Giggling, she opened the door and went inside.

“Ah, Noah! …You’re back.”

Lian was waiting anxiously. Even though he had come out of the bathroom, Noah was nowhere to be seen. He looked like a father waiting for his daughter who had gone out at night.

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Relieved to see her, Lian’s face quickly turned to confusion as he caught a whiff of alcohol.

“What? Noah?”

“Liiiaaann…”

Noah, with a silly grin, threw herself at Lian, much like Jess would.

Instinctively, Lian sidestepped, his hands covering his chest like a startled maiden.

Noah, left grasping at air, stumbled a few steps forward and stopped. Lian, his face a mix of panic, took a step back.

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Thud.

His back hit the bathroom door, and he desperately looked toward it.

‘I’ll get caught before I reach it!’

Lian trembled like prey about to be hunted.

“Ugh… it’s hot.”

“Eek…!”

To make matters worse, Noah tossed her robe aside and began unbuttoning her shirt. As three buttons came undone, white bandages came into view.

Lian pressed himself against the bathroom door as if molten lava was approaching, his hands covering his mouth.

He prayed silently that Noah would head to her bed without noticing him. But fate was unkind today.

“Oh? It’s Lian… I had something to tell you…”

With a red face, Noah started towards Lian. He trembled like a cornered mouse.

Creak.

“…!”

The sound of salvation. The broken bathroom door creaked open under strong pressure. Lian hurriedly opened it and slipped inside.

‘Wait! This is a dark fantasy world!’

In a gag world, there might have been hiding spots like cleaning cupboards, but here, there was nothing.

Lian was just a pitiful prey walking into his own grave. He trembled like a mouse before a cat.

“Liaaan…”

“Uh, Noah. Calm down. Let’s, uh, calm down first…”

Pressed against the bathroom wall, Lian tried to reason with her. His efforts seemed to have a calming effect on Noah.

Thud.

She closed the bathroom door to avoid waking the others. Lian asked hopefully.

“Noah, are you feeling a bit more sober?”

“…”

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“Noah? Are you okay?”

Noah suddenly lowered her head and crouched. Worried she might be feeling ill, Lian cautiously stepped away from the wall and approached her.

“Noah? Noah?”

Just a step away—

“I’m fine… ugh!”

“Lian!”

Noah leapt like a rocket and hugged Lian’s waist. He staggered and fell backward onto his backside.

Though he was hugged by a pretty girl, it didn’t hurt his tailbone.

‘Noah, you always think things through.’

It felt like a voice explaining that she had fallen to gain momentum echoed in his mind.

“Noah?”

Climbing up his body like a tree, Noah rubbed her red face against his chest.

‘Eek…’

Lian raised his hands in surrender, his eyes darting around. Having lived in a world where inappropriate actions could get you experimented on in space, his actions were instinctive survival mechanisms.

‘Why isn’t anything happening?!’

In situations like this, someone usually appeared to diffuse the situation, or the person involved would suddenly start making pizza in an absurd twist.

“Lian, Liaaan… hehe…”

But now, nothing was happening! It was bizarrely calm.

That’s because Noah had feelings for Lian, and Lian also had feelings for Noah. Light skinship during a budding romance was acceptable, even by a unicorn’s standards.

‘Why am I feeling so awful right now?’

Feeling disgusted, Lian momentarily regained his senses. He gently lowered his hands and grabbed Noah’s shoulders.

“Noah… it’s late. How about sleeping in bed…”

“No… no!”

“Ah!”

Noah, in a cute voice, rubbed her face against his chest. If she had been fully dressed, it might have been bearable, but her exposed chest bandages made it hard to stay calm.

Seeing Noah like this, similar to Jess in her childhood, Lian felt he might faint. His face was now as red as Noah’s.

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The problem didn’t end there.

“Sniff…”

“…?!”

Noah suddenly started crying. Lian froze like he had been hit by a petrification beam. Her tearful voice broke the silence.

“Lian… you’re mean… you suddenly started distancing yourself…”

“Uh, yeah. I was mean.”

“Right, you were mean.”

Noah, nodding her head against Lian’s chest and rubbing her warm cheeks, looked incredibly cute with a pout.

‘Cute… really cute.’

Lian began to think of her as a cat that always clawed at him, now purring and being affectionate. It was the only way to keep his sanity.

As if sensing his thoughts, Noah looked up at him with sparkling eyes.

“Why did you do it?”

“Huh?”

“Why did you distance yourself from me?”

“Uh, well…”

Sweat started dripping down Lian’s face. Normally, Noah would have looked serious, but in her drunk state, her eyes only narrowed.

“…Won’t you tell me?”

Noah’s eyes welled up with tears, and Lian’s eyes wavered.

Do you know what happens to a gag resident who rejects the tears of a desperate pretty girl?

They face physical and social death. (Of course, only for women with a good personality.)

Facing Noah, who was about to cry, even more sweat poured down Lian’s face.

“Well, actually…”

In the end, Lian confessed.

“After seeing you in front of the bathroom… I couldn’t stop thinking about it.”

“…Did you start hating me?”

Noah asked with a sad face, and Lian frantically shook his head.

“No, actually, I found it cute, which was… oh.”

The words spilled out before he realized. Like spilled water, they couldn’t be taken back.

A moment of silence followed. Noah, eyes wide, spoke.

“Cute? Me?”

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She seemed so shocked that her voice sounded slightly sober, though the returning drunkenness quickly overpowered her.

“Yeah, you are.”

It was like being hit by a hamster, puppy, or kitten who didn’t know they were cute asking, ‘Am I cute?’

“Very, very cute.”

“He…”

Feeling happy, Noah said—

“Then I’ll show you!”

“What?”

And deactivated the magic device.

End of Chapter.