NOVEL WEB Chapter 179
Chapter: 179
Wine.
Alcohol.
Both were things I used to consume regularly in my past life.
Not that I was addicted, but I definitely enjoyed them… I made sure to drink about three or four times during the week.
I never got so drunk that I became a complete idiot, just enough to enjoy it.
Even though I hadn’t touched any alcohol in this life, my interest remained, and I even looked into what kinds of drinks were available and what expensive ones existed.
“Hehe, I think mixing vodka with something would taste better than wine… but for now, I guess I’ll stick with this.”
Rosalyn was pouring wine into her glass with a slight silly grin.
Honestly, it was a bit surprising, but it wasn’t bad.
Though I had promised myself not to drink until I was an adult, it just felt awkward to refuse when it was offered by an adult, right?
Plus, how could I say no to a drink handed to me by a beauty like Rosalyn?
“I’m glad it’s white wine and not red… When Camelia drank it, this seemed like it would taste better…”
I was also enjoying how enthusiastic Rosalyn was to get me to drink.
I just decided to go with the flow and patiently wait.
“Hehehe…”
With a hand slightly shaky from the alcohol, Rosalyn slowly poured wine into her glass.
She looked quite pretty, smiling to herself like that.
I had deliberately avoided drinking until now and was about to break that resolution because of Rosalyn, but looking at her in that sheer nightgown made me forget about my previous intentions.
“Here, just try one sip.”
“Okay, I’ll gratefully accept it.”
“If you don’t like it, you really don’t have to drink it. It’s wine, but it’s… um…”
“Phew…”
Well, I didn’t worry since white wine is usually on the sweeter side.
Sure, my tolerance in this life might be less than in my past, but alcohol isn’t just for the taste anyway.
Ignoring Rosalyn’s concerns, I took a sip of the wine.
“It’s delicious.”
Surely it’s nice because it’s expensive wine?
I could tell right away, even though I hadn’t drunk that much.
“This is high-quality wine.”
“Tasty?”
“Yes, it has a bit of a unique grape juice vibe. Personally, I think it’s really good.”
“That’s a relief. I honestly expected you to say it was bad. Usually, kids make a face when they first try alcohol because they find it bitter.”
“Yeah, I can kind of understand why that is…”
It had been a long time since I had alcohol.
I hadn’t touched it in over ten years, not once.
In this body, I hadn’t had a single drop.
Even though that first sip brought the familiar bitter taste of alcohol to my mouth… it didn’t bother me.
Instead, because it had been so long, the bitterness felt oddly nice.
“How about one more sip?”
“Hehe, since it’s from my mother, it would feel rude to refuse.”
I was merely sharing my thoughts on the wine as if it were my first time drinking.
Honestly, I enjoyed the wine so much that I really wanted to chug the whole bottle.
But I had to hold myself back.
“If you want to try a different kind of alcohol, you can just tell me.”
“I’m fine. What I’m drinking now is delicious enough! Plus, I think it’d be fun to try various ones later and compare their tastes.”
So, I turned down Rosalyn’s suggestion as well.
Today, I decided to stick to just wine.
I actually really liked the grape aroma that wine has.
Not to mention, I was honestly unsure about how much I could handle in this body.
So, I determined it was best to control myself and made that choice intentionally.
“I feel like my mother likes alcohol.”
“Really…?”
“But even when she drinks, it doesn’t seem like she overdoes it… that’s just how I feel.”
Sometimes she’d have wine during dinner just to cleanse her palate.
But even then, it wasn’t excessive, and she drank about the amount I had told Rosalyn about.
Despite that, Rosalyn felt like she truly enjoyed her drinks.
I noticed that there were various kinds of alcohol in Rosalyn’s room, and it seemed she hadn’t gone a day without drinking in the past week.
And whenever she did drink, it looked like she really indulged.
When I’d seen her drinking at the Rose Family’s parties, she would really drink until she was tipsy, and she was still at it now.
“Don’t you think?”
I couldn’t help but think Rosalyn was a fan of alcohol.
Someone who hates drinking wouldn’t casually have one or two drinks frequently, nor would they drink until tipsy on occasions.
If she hated alcohol, she wouldn’t be giggling like this while drinking.
“Um… I guess I do like it. Yeah. It’s tasty, right? Hehehe…”
“But your mom’s an adult, so it’s not really an issue.”
“Hehe, right? But when I become an adult, I shouldn’t drink too much, okay?”
“Of course.”
Rosalyn kept filling her glass with wine, while I was taking sips slowly.
Honestly, she was drinking a little… too quickly.
I couldn’t help but drink slowly, especially since I wasn’t sure how much I could handle.
I’d rather not end up miserable from a hangover, especially not on my first drinking experience in this body.
Plus, at this rate, Rosalyn would definitely be tipsy.
“I think Camelia will get way prettier later…”
“Again?”
“Yeah?”
“No, never mind. I just appreciate you complimenting me too much.”
“Hehe… I’m sure other kids at the Academy will pay attention to Camelia too, right?”
Had it been ten minutes?
No, she had been repeating the same things over and over since earlier.
It was now unmistakable that she was quite tipsy.
To think she could say no when she was rambling on about the same stuff like that was impossible.
Still, until just a moment ago, I didn’t feel like she was completely out of it.
Now, though, she definitely seemed to be tipsy.
“Hehehe… I think I liked pretty girls over cute ones when I was little too. When she grows up, she’ll be even prettier…”
Why was Rosalyn so complimentary about appearances today?
I was curious for various reasons.
I wondered why she had so many compliments for me today and what she was thinking.
Given that she seemed completely tipsy as well…
“Mother.”
“Yeah, what is it?”
“When you say I’m prettier, what exactly do you mean?”
Rosalyn, who had been sitting, moved over to the seat next to me.
She was all giggly from the alcohol and didn’t seem to question why I got closer.
To be honest, I preferred this situation much more.
“Well… you’ve grown taller, which makes you pretty, and your face is much prettier now.”
“Hehe, is that so?”
“And your hair has grown a lot and looks nice…”
“Anything else?”
“Your figure is now super feminine, especially your chest and hips? So, I think you’re really pretty…”
That was a pleasing thing to hear.
It wasn’t just a simple compliment but a detailed praise about different aspects.
Even if she was tipsy, I knew it was probably her true feelings.
“This wine is tasty…”
“…….”
She looked like she meant to drink water but ended up calling it wine.
Hmm.
If I kept drinking more, I’d clearly be grappling with a hangover in the morning.
I had only had about two or three glasses.
I hadn’t really drunk much at all, but just from looking at Rosalyn, I could tell she had definitely had a lot.
It seemed best to start winding things down at this point.
“Mother.”
“Uh…?”
“…Never mind.”
It seemed better to just let things be than to make a fuss about ordering more or anything.
There were still snacks like fries and chicken wings left on the table.
But that could be tossed in the morning.
Closing the lids on the sparkling water and juice, and sealing up Rosalyn’s wine would be enough for now.
[Advanced Magic: Telekinesis]
“Huh…”
As much as I wanted to, lifting Rosalyn’s body with my strength felt impossible.
Especially since Rosalyn was in no state to hear me telling her to go to bed… that was a given.
So I had no choice but to use magic.
“Uh… uh…”
Was it simply because her body was floating?
Rosalyn looked around in a silly manner, confused.
Of course, it didn’t take long before we arrived at the bed.
“Wow, a bed…”
“The bed is nice and soft, isn’t it?”
“Yep…”
“Sitting in a chair is uncomfortable, so I want to lie down comfortably now.”
“If that’s what Camelia wants, then I can’t refuse…”
Rosalyn, with her cute and slightly silly expression, replied like that.
Now lying on the bed, Rosalyn began adjusting herself to get comfortable.
She started lounging exactly as she liked, and her clothes gradually became more disheveled… drawing attention to her figure.
“Uh huh…”
“…….”
Though Rosalyn didn’t seem to care, she indeed had a very beautiful figure.
I couldn’t help but stare.
“Uh huh…”
With the alcohol making her face flushed and her breathing somewhat off…
“…….”
Hmm.
This feels a bit sensual.
I couldn’t say that to Rosalyn, but even so, her current state did feel sensual.
It wasn’t something I could overlook—seeing a beautiful girl in a sheer nightgown lying on a bed.
“As… she…”
Rosalyn was slowly closing her eyes, getting ready to sleep.
I found myself unable to stop gazing at her, feeling strange because of it.
Desire…
“…Hmm.”
This wasn’t something caused by the alcohol.
That much was certain.
Just drinking wouldn’t make me have those thoughts.
The fact that I liked girls and had those tendencies was completely separate from this.
“…….”
Hmm.
“I’m feeling a bit… sleepy.”
I’d drunk some wine too, after all?
Plus, it was getting late.
Yeah.
So, sleeping in the same bed as Rosalyn shouldn’t be an issue.
After all, we were family.
It was merely a matter of snuggling into the bed where my mother was sleeping…
Though truthfully, I wasn’t that sleepy.
“…….”
Yeah.