Ari

Chapter 121: Drunken Males

All males came back later than we'd anticipated. They were all extremely intoxicated, except my brother.

"Oh my God! What the hell happened to all of you?!" I gasped in shock.

"Dear... You stink! Don't go near Nita. You'll hurt her nose," Tora scolded my brother as she pushed him away.

"Aww! Do I?" he asked, sniffing himself.

"Yes, Brother. What kind of hazing did you all go through?" I blurted while laughing at my unconscious spouses lying on the floor.

The servants had a lot of hard time bringing them all back to my room.

"Hazing? What is that?" my brother asked.

"Never mind. Go take a shower and bring Tora and Nita in your room. It reeks of alcohol in my room. I'll handle these punks," I instructed.

"Will you be alright, Ari?" Tora asked worriedly.

"Yes. Come on! Make haste. Nita has a sensitive nose, she'd get suffocated with this kind of strong scent," I insisted as I looked at Nita's disgusted reaction.

"But Ar—" she mumbled as I pushed them out of my room.

"Hurry!" I intercepted as I closed the door before them.

"Call me if you need any help!" Tora shouted from the other side of the door.

"Yes! Thanks!" I answered as I turned around and looked at the males on the floor, choosing who to deal with first.

"What exactly happened to all of you? It's not even night yet and you're all intoxicated like this. Goodness! Wake up! I can't lift you all alone! Geeze!" I complained while pulling Dillon to the bed.

When I finally placed Dillon on the bed properly, I turned around to get Lowell but I was suddenly surprised to see a figure standing silently behind me.

"Ah!!!" I screamed in surprise and kicked him.

He dodged and caught my waist before I loosen my balance despite obviously being drunk.

"Lowell? What the f*ck?!... Gosh! I've been refraining myself from using bad words from my previous life," I complained as I stood back up.

However, I suddenly felt a stabbing pain in my abdomen radiating from front to back that I almost lost the strength of my legs.

He panicked and trembled, "S-Sorry... I didn't mean to startle you."

"You reek of alcohol. I feel naus—" I started gagging due to the strong scent.

"W-Wait! I'll g-get some b-basin," he stammered

"D-Don't leave... Bring me to the balcony... Please...," I stuttered while trying to hold myself back from the urge to puke.

I could feel my stomach turning as I kept gagging a few times while he was lifting me in his arms and bringing me to the balcony.

"Does it help? Would you like some tangerine? It is said to relieve anyone from nausea," he asked.

"I want sour strawberries... Not the ones Adler brought," I answered as he gently placed me on a chair on the balcony.

"W-What?! But it won't taste good," he replied.

"I don't like tangerines. I want strawberries!" I demanded, though my nausea and abdominal pain lessened after breathing some fresh air.

"O-Okay! I'll get you some. Wait here," he dashed instantly.

I leaned on the chair and rested while waiting.

"Babe? Are you alright? You look pale..," Macan asked as he walked near.