Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are Are So Dangerous! [BL]
Chapter 86: Lullaby Mission

Chapter 86: Lullaby Mission

"Oh no! Ragar, sorry, some got on your finger... that’s gross, isn’t it?"

Ragar froze for a moment, staring at his now slightly damp finger.

Then his expression transformed into one of pure, radiant joy.

"Ah! Th-this... Master’s bodily fluids...! This is the pinnacle of happiness!" Ragar declared, eyes sparkling in ecstasy.

"Wow, Ragar, turns out you’re secretly a bit of a creep too," Georgio commented with a smirk.

Rocco gave Ragar a somewhat pitying look as the man knelt there, reverently gazing at the tissue remnants on his finger.

His perception of Ragar shifted dramatically in that moment, and not in a good way.

This was too much. Rocco had reached his limit.

Everyone was completely ridiculous—there was no safe haven left for him.

Sylas’s constant intensity was exhausting.

Georgio and Ragar, meanwhile, were acting far too strange.

Rocco hugged his Mr. Bunny tightly and quietly padded away, his destination clear.

He approached the feet of Philip, Sylas’s stoic subordinate, who had been doing his best to remain a neutral observer throughout all the chaos.

I see you, Philip.

You’ve been pretending to stay out of this, but I know better.

Without hesitation, Rocco wrapped his arms around Philip’s legs in a sudden, tight hug.

"This is your punishment," Rocco muttered, squeezing Philip tightly. "No more hiding. Hug time."

"W-wha—?! This is—what kind of divine reward is this?! I’m being hugged by an angel! An angel holding a rabbit plush!" Philip stammered, flustered beyond reason.

Before Philip could fully process the situation, a sharp chill descended on the room.

Sylas, having somehow appeared silently behind Philip, reached out and grabbed him by the front of his shirt.

His expression was as cold and unforgiving as a glacier.

"Ugh—h-hold on! This is completely involuntary!" Philip protested, his voice rising in panic as Sylas’s grip tightened.

"You dared lay your hands on my Rocco..." Sylas’s voice was low and filled with venom.

"You’re not even listening!" Philip cried.

Let’s get straight to the point.

Regarding Georgio and Ragar: they’ve been granted rooms in the main house!

That means we can all live together now.

Hooray!

Sylas had been vehemently opposed until the very end, but ultimately, the matter was brought before their father for a final decision.

With a bit of persistence, permission was granted.

For some reason, Georgio kept whispering to Philip about how "Master’s teary-eyed, upward gaze must’ve been a critical hit."

What nonsense.

Or... wait, was it?

Now that I think about it, Rocco did look up at their father with his slightly shorter stature, pleading, "Please, Papa," with fear and teary eyes.

Could that really have been what swayed him?

As Rocco tilted his head in thought, he returned to his room only to find Sylas following close behind.

Without warning, Sylas grabbed Rocco’s hand and pulled him close.

The sudden gesture startled Rocco.

"W-what’s going on?"

He turned around, his words awkwardly stumbling out.

Sylas who is towering over him, glanced briefly at Ragar and Georgio before returning his gaze to Rocco.

With a calm but firm voice, he uttered.

"...Tonight, you’ll sleep in my room."

"Whaaaat?!"

Rocco couldn’t help but respond with a baffled and almost comically stupid reaction.

It was just too unexpected—so much so that he didn’t even know how to process it.

"Sleep in my room"?

Seriously, what was Sylas even saying?

Who in the world would want to have a pajama party with someone they supposedly can’t stand?

Could it be that Sylas was afraid of sleeping alone?

Rocco pondered the possibility.

It made sense—being alone in the dark could be scary.

He could relate to the way the ceiling, in the pitch black, might make little scratches or marks look like faces.

"I understand! I’ll sing you a lullaby, big brother!"

Rocco declared this with a proud smile, thumping his chest confidently with his fist.

If that’s what Sylas needed, then there was no helping it.

He glanced at Sylas with a smug expression, expecting gratitude.

But Sylas only looked at him with a blank, puzzled expression.

Philip, meanwhile, was trembling, clearly suppressing laughter.

Georgio muttered something about "Master’s natural clueless charm" with a delighted grin.

Even Ragar’s fluffy ears twitched as he let out a soft, amused sigh.

Why was everyone laughing?

Rocco tilted his head, mimicking Sylas’s confusion.

No one offered an explanation. What was so funny?

He felt a little deflated.

"I really will sing a lullaby, though..."

He blinked at them with big, watery eyes, as if challenging their disbelief.

Was that why they were laughing?

Did they think he wasn’t serious?

Sylas seemed to snap out of it, suddenly scooping Rocco up in his arms. "I see. Thank you," he murmured, nodding his head with a rare gentleness.

Rocco’s heart soared at the acknowledgment.

"You want me to sing you a lullaby? Then of course I’ll sleep with you!" he exclaimed.

Sylas leaned in, whispering close to Rocco’s ear as though sharing a secret. "I want to hear your lullaby. So, will you stay with me tonight?"

Rocco’s eyes widened, his determination flaring up. "Of course! Absolutely!"

Being held tightly in Sylas’s arms, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride.

At last, his cool talents were being recognized.

This was his moment to shine!

"Well, if it’s what you need, then I have no choice!" he declared dramatically, puffing out his chest with a hum of satisfaction.

It wasn’t every day someone asked for the help of someone as amazing as him.

Humming cheerfully to himself, Rocco decided that he’d give it his all.

"He seems so happy... Truly adorable," Ragar murmured.

"That’s hero play for you," Georgio chuckled. "He must’ve been absolutely thrilled to be asked for help."

Despite being trapped in the arms of his greatest nemesis, Sylas, Rocco hummed cheerfully, kicking his legs back and forth without a care in the world.

However, the moment he realized what he was doing, it was already too late.

Sylas’s hold was firm and unyielding.

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