BL I don't want to reincarnate!

Chapter 16

Lunch time arrived way quicker than I would have wanted. At the beginning I pretended not to see the time and thought that if he waited enough, Ephraim would just eat and leave. Every time Eulisses opened his mouth, I was scared that he would say that it was time to go eat and quickly said the first thing that came to my mind. For some reason the only thing i could think about was my clothes:

"I want to get changed!"

Eulisses frowned. I didn't give him time to say anything and rushed to change my clothes. When I came out and saw him open his mouth again, I screamed:

"Oh no! I don't like this fabric. I should change again. It's too itchy."

It wasn't itchy at all and even if it was, I couldn't have felt it anyway.

"I preferred the color of my clothes before. I'll get changed again, one second."

Obviously, I couldn't keep this on forever and at some point Eulisses told me that it was time for lunch. I grabbed him and hugged him very close:

"Please... Could you go instead of me? I'm sure he won't notice."

Eulisses patted my head as he would a dog he pitied:

"Everything will be fine, Mister Sliske. It is just a meal.

-A lot of things could happen during a meal. Can't you say that you are me? Just for a few minutes. Or days... Or even years."

Eulisses looked at my hair:

"I don't think we would fool anyone.

-We could dye your hair.

-Mister...

-I know..."

I sighed and finally let go of Eulisses:

"Would I be a terrible person if I asked Arora to come with me?"

Eulisses' silence was very loud.

"I won't..."

It took me five tries to get out of my room but I finally did.

"Aren't you getting changed?"

I looked down at my clothes, not remembering what I was wearing because of all the times I changed. Seeing my pajamas made me shrug:

"No. I am perfectly fine like this."

I did my best to walk with my head up. I read that if I was standing straight, then my body would believe that I was confident and I would start feeling confident as well. I really needed that. Unfortunately it was hard looking confident with a twisted ankle and I had to quickly give up and focus on not slipping. It was still really painful walking and I was out of breath by the time I reached the dining room. I would have been out of breath just because of walking and that was without counting my numerous changes of clothes. Who would have known that it was that exhausting to get changed?

Ephraim was already sitting at the table, reading a paper. Hearing me, he put it down and looked up at me. Seeing me walk in wearing my pajamas, Ephraim looked me up and down with a smirk:

"Was it hard for my wife to get out of bed? I could have come to your room again. We could stay in bed together."

I quickly shook my head:

"I don't mind coming here.

-Are you sure? You look out of breath. Maybe I should carry you next time.

-Me? What do you mean? I am the most in shape person ever on this Earth. Even the mountains are jealous."

I hit my forehead. What the hell was I talking about? Ephraim couldn't help laughing seeing my red face: