บททั้งหมดของ Reborn as the villain's obsession [MM romance]: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Timeline: Wedding day — on repeatAdrian woke to Lyra bouncing on his bed."It's your wedding day!" she announced.Adrian sat up. Looked around. Recognized the room — his old room, pre-marriage, the room he hadn't slept in for eight years."Oh no," he said.The first loop, he followed the script exactly.Second loop — He woke to Lyra bouncing."It's your wedding day!""I know," he said.The second loop he tried to change things.He rewrote his vows. Made them funnier. The guests laughed instead of cried.Fifth loop — He woke to Lyra bouncing."It's your wedding day!""Obviously," he said.By the fifth loop he had stopped panicking and started paying attention.He sat at the wedding breakfast and watched Cassian across the table, who was in the early hours of what was going to become the best day of his three-hundred-year existence without knowing he was going to be repeating it indefinitely.Cassian, in loop five, was nervous.Adrian had known Cassian was nervous on their wedding da

Timeline: Ten years after weddingSPRING RENEWAL FESTIVALThe flower crown was Kael's idea."Papa needs one too," he said, holding up a crown made of intertwined spring blooms with the conviction of a ten-year-old who had decided something was true and was presenting it as settled fact.Cassian looked at the crown. "That's not—""Traditional," Kael said. "I know. I made it a tradition. Effective immediately.""You can't simply decide—""Papa," Kael said, in the specific tone he used when he was being patient with adults who were being unnecessarily complicated about simple things.Cassian wore the flower crown.He wore it through the entire Spring Renewal Festival, which included two diplomatic meetings and a public address, and Adrian walked beside him with the expression of someone who was keeping it together through significant effort."Stop," Cassian said."I'm not saying anything," Adrian said."You're thinking extremely loudly through the bond.""I'm thinking that you look—""Do

Timeline: Ten years after weddingIt was Lyanna who found the fox.She was in the demon quarter's eastern edge, which she visited occasionally for research purposes that she described as cultural documentation and which primarily involved the demon history archive housed in a building that smelled like old paper and certainty, which was her favorite combination of smells.The fox was in an alley between the archive and the adjacent building, which was either lucky or the universe being straightforward about what it wanted to happen next.It was small. Dark. The specific darkness of shadow-stuff given animal form, which made it a shadow fox, which were rare in the city because they bonded to powerful demons and did not typically appear unclaimed in alleys unless something had gone wrong with their demon.This one's demon, Lyanna determined through careful application of the reference texts she had memorized over the years, had almost certainly died, which left the fox slowly losing coh

Timeline: Eleven years after weddingThe flu arrived on a Monday, which was already the worst day by most metrics, and settled into Cassian with the determination of something that had found a rare and interesting host.Demons did not get sick.This was, in Cassian's experience, one of the more reliable facts about demon physiology, which made the Monday morning development of symptoms not only unpleasant but personally offensive.He sat up in bed and took internal inventory.Elevated temperature, which for a demon who ran cold meant he was approximately human body temperature, which felt fever-hot. Aching, which was new. An overall quality of wrongness that he could not locate precisely because it was everywhere simultaneously."You have the flu," Adrian said, appearing with tea he had not been asked for."I can't have the flu.""You have the flu.""Demons don't get flu," Cassian said."Kael had flu last week," Adrian said. "You held him for four hours while he was feverish. You have

Timeline: Forty years after weddingTheir fortieth anniversary arrived on a Tuesday, which Adrian found amusing."Forty years," he said, at breakfast, which they still had together every morning, the ritual unchanged across four decades with only its speed modified — slower now, because mornings were slower, and neither of them found this worth noting."Forty years," Cassian said."Are you—" Adrian started."If you ask if I'm going to do something elaborate," Cassian said, "yes.""I wasn't going to ask—""You were.""I was curious what form elaborate was taking," Adrian said."Something private," Cassian said. "Just us. Tonight."Just us was, at sixty-three, the form most of the important things took. The children were grown and present in the ways they were present — Lyanna with her research, Kael with his work, both of them close without being constant, the family shape of people who had built their own lives inside the life they'd been given.The day passed ordinarily.Adrian was i