I Am Really The Best Anti Hero In Another World!-System Of Anti Hero! novel Chapter 20

Chapter 20 - 20 - After the Chaos - Part 2

After closing the door and taking a few steps back—lost in thought over why that young maid had acted so strangely—Sophia slowly turned around, still immersed in her own musings. With the clothes the maid had brought in her hands, she felt embarrassed once again; she didn't want to face Noah's nearly bare body.

Timidly glancing at Noah, Sophia stared at her own hands for a moment and thought,

'No, I'm really going to have to...'

before quickly turning away.

She wavered between dressing him herself or asking for help, and all that echoed in her mind was:

'...Will I really have to dress him in these clothes?'

As time passed, her embarrassment only grew.

'...No, it's better if I ask someone to do it...' she reflected after several minutes of hesitation.

Standing near the door, she considered,

'But if I ask for help, whoever comes will also...'

She paused, clenched her left fist, and moved a little further from the door.

Minutes ticked by as she remained indecisive:

'Should I dress him all by myself or call someone for help?' she wondered again, uncertain.

Meanwhile, from the other side of the door, a voice remarked,

"Ready, are you now?"

As Sophia listened more closely, she realized—those voices were her parents. She knew that if her father discovered she was inside with that naked boy, not even her mother would be able to defend her—let alone protect Noah. This left her with two impossible choices: prevent her father from entering or...

"...Why are you laughing?" Mr. Radiance asked when he saw her smiling after opening the door.

"No, it's nothing..." she replied, still chuckling.

Her father entered the room and, after looking her up and down, muttered under his breath:

— You women are so complicated: one minute you cry, the next you laugh; sometimes you're calm, other times you're anxious... Who in their right mind invented such a puzzling creature? (sigh)

Upon hearing that, Sophia—still smiling—grabbed her mother's arm and asked,

(laughs) "Mom, what did you do to him?"

"Me? Oh, nothing much—I just made him change his clothes about three times," her mother replied, laughing along.

"See? One minute you're crying, the next you're laughing... What did I do to deserve this? I really need an instruction manual!" her father joked with a light smile as he looked at both of them.