[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 373

Chapter 373: Aftermath of Dream

The bathwater lapped softly against Xion’s skin as he let his head fall back.

His vacant gaze stayed on the ceiling. The patterns that had once awed him with how artistically they were carved over the edges were now a blurry mess.

He couldn’t find where they began and where they ended. Everything looked like a loop, something that seemed to engulf him, leaving no way out.

He had fallen headfirst for the Archduke. However, having a kind of salacious dream at his age was absurd. Not to mention how mortifyingly embarrassed he felt.

Even in his younger, more vigorous years, he didn’t recall having such... wet dreams.

Combining his two lifetimes, it actually never happened. Not even once.

Was this... the delayed reaction?

Prior to falling for the Archduke, he had never thought of sex. Well, he had, but in the way one would think of breathing.

To him, it was just an automated, biological aspect of life. All of his thoughts regarding sex came from simple curiosity.

Naive, yes. Xion had once been so innocent he could watch a couple making out and feel nothing but childish curiosity.

None of it had ever stemmed from his own desires.

He stared at his body hidden under the white foam with near resentment.

[So... finally done drowning in self-pity? Or should I come back after your next melodramatic sigh?] the system quipped.

Instead of dismissing it as Xion had earlier, he gave a soft snort.

Any distraction was better than dwelling on the phantom touches that still lingered on his skin, making his spine shudder.

Stop, brain... please, just stop...

Sensing his turmoil, the system hesitated before blurting out, [If you’re horny, why not wake your husband up? At least make him do his duty properly.]

Xion, "..."

Heat crept up his neck and down to his curled toes.

The system, oblivious to its host’s internal turmoil, kept rambling, clearly parroting knowledge from trashy romance novels it had been reading.

[Wow, who knew the mighty Archduke was such a flop in bed? If he can’t even satisfy you, what’s the point of having him?]

Physical happiness was just as important as mental well-being. The higher-ups wanted it to take care of Xion. The system was more than willing to contribute to such a greater cause.

After all, no other system had upgraded to mid-stage in just four years, a process that actually took a few decades.

[Let’s go find someone else with more vigor—]

’Shut up.’ The words came out hoarse and scratchy, uttered through gritted teeth.

With his eyes closed, Xion asked another thing that had led to this whole dream situation.

’That priest...’

If he wasn’t so agitated by that priest, he wouldn’t have wanted to be close to Darius. He wouldn’t have these lewd thoughts either.

Although he was only dreaming of his own husband, the shame still clung to him like stubborn chewing gum.

’Father Michael... Do you know anything about him?’

The system buzzed, clearly excited. [Yes, host! That’s what I wanted to tell you last night. Strangely, I lost the connection with you when you were in the same vicinity as him.]

’Ah, so that’s why I couldn’t find you.’

"Huh?" Xion voiced aloud. "What is this ’Aura’?"

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