Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are Are So Dangerous! [BL]-Chapter 127: Unexpected Bonds

Rocco froze in shock as Laxus, without hesitation, transformed back into his humanoid form right there on the Di Malvento estate grounds.

The unexpected sight sent a shiver of surprise through him.

Laxus, however, showed no sign of concern.

With an effortless smile, he pulled Rocco into a tight hug, completely unbothered by the risk of being seen.

Unlike Rocco, who was darting his eyes nervously around their surroundings, Laxus seemed entirely untroubled.

"L-Laxus! If someone catches you, they’ll have us both beaten to a pulp!"

Rocco instinctively grabbed one of Laxus’s fluffy ears, his fingers brushing through the soft fur as he spoke.

Laxus, still smiling brightly, shook his head in reassurance.

"Don’t worry," he said, his tone calm and confident. "I was meeting with your brother today. You know how things have been tense lately between my father and yours, right? We figured as the heirs, we’d step in and handle things since our parents clearly can’t."

At first, Rocco thought Laxus sounded like a dutiful, family-loving son, but by the end of the explanation, it was clear the sentiment was the complete opposite.

Still, the idea of Laxus getting involved in such matters was unexpected.

Rocco knew the two of them had become friends recently, so maybe this kind of cooperation wasn’t entirely out of the blue after all.

"Anyway," Laxus continued casually, "the meeting’s set for three days from now. So make sure you’re prepared, Rocco."

"Uh... Wha—!? Wait, what?!"

Rocco’s mind spun as he tried to process this sudden shift from what he remembered in the original events and the unexpected nature of Laxus’s announcement.

Before he could gather his thoughts, Laxus’s calm yet startling statement left him blurting out a strange, confused noise.

He just hoped Laxus wouldn’t hold it against him.

"Th-Three days...? It was decided that quickly?"

"Hm? Yeah. I told you, your brother and I worked behind the scenes to make it happen. It took a lot of effort, you know."

"Behind the scenes," Laxus said so casually, left Rocco with mixed feelings.

He wasn’t sure whether he wanted to know or not about what kind of effort the two had put in.

For now, he forced a strained smile and nodded weakly. "I see..."

It was surprising to see that the two main characters seemed to be building a better relationship than in the original story.

As heirs to their respective powerful families—and as romantic partners—they had always been at odds in the original story.

Their dynamic was supposed to be tangled in obsession and misunderstanding.

In the original story, Laxus had been a possessive, yandere-type pursuer, while Sylas, Rocco’s older brother, had been a naturally aloof and cool-headed person.

Now, their characters seemed to have veered far from those initial templates.

This divergence nagged at Rocco, but he couldn’t dwell on it too deeply.

"I can’t wait to finally meet you officially, Rocco," Laxus said, his voice warm and his smile so genuine it was disarming.

Rocco returned a sheepish grin, though it felt awkward on his face.

Laxus Del Fiore wasn’t supposed to behave like this.

According to the original story, he had been uninterested in anyone but Sylas, his expressions often cold and detached.

The radiant friendliness Laxus displayed now felt completely out of place compared to the character Rocco remembered.

Still, Rocco pushed away the nagging sense of incongruity.

He needed to focus on what was ahead.

Three days from now, a major meeting between the two great families would take place.

Rocco’s failed attempt to become stronger still weighed heavily on him, but he resolved to do what he could to avoid being a burden.

With tension knotting in his chest, Rocco steeled himself for what was to come.

...

"You... you met Rocco, didn’t you?"

"Wow! How did you figure that out?"

Laxus Del Fiore’s wolf-like ears twitched faintly as he returned to the room, only a few minutes after excusing himself under the pretense of "a small errand."

In his canine form, he transformed back into his human shape immediately upon entering the room and sank onto the sofa, radiating unmistakable delight.

His mood was dramatically improved compared to when he had left earlier.

In the heavy, oppressive atmosphere of the Di Malvento estate, there were few things capable of lifting someone’s spirits. freeweɓnøvel.com

It didn’t take much thought to deduce that there could be only one reason behind Laxus’s current buoyant demeanor.

"That creepy grin of yours only ever appears when you’ve been with Rocco," the other person in the room remarked dryly.

"Really? No way, was it that obvious? I had no idea!" Laxus replied, feigning ignorance.

He lounged on the sofa as if he owned it, grabbing snacks from the table without hesitation.

Whether this behavior signified trust or sheer audacity was clear—knowing Laxus, it was undoubtedly the latter.

Sighing heavily, his counterpart sipped his tea, resigned to the situation.

"Well, Rocco is just too cute, you know. It’s almost hard to believe someone like you is actually related to him by blood," Laxus said with a mischievous grin, his words cutting but delivered as casually as breathing.

Such rudeness was par for the course with Laxus.

Even expecting it, the remark stirred irritation.

The Di Malvento family member sitting across from him clenched his jaw slightly, the words hitting closer to home than he cared to admit.

He had wronged Rocco profoundly in the past—subjecting the weak, frail child to years of harsh treatment and emotional neglect.

No amount of apologies or bowing could ever atone for it.

The one thing that connected him to Rocco, the sole bond no one could sever, was their shared blood.

Hearing that link mocked or denied, regardless of who said it, was always grating.

What he had once thought of as the curse of the Di Malvento bloodline had, in time, become his most precious treasure.

That’s precisely why he couldn’t tolerate anyone belittling this bond of blood.

"...That remark was offensive. Take it back."

His voice dropped low, his face twisting in an uncharacteristic display of anger.