It’s Trouble Because Unrequited Love Is So Fun - Chapter 29

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…It wasn’t that she was afraid, but rather she seemed embarrassed to confess that she was ‘prepared to be buried alive.’

 

She really was a woman who couldn’t be reasoned with.

 

Raphael ran his hand through his hair and muttered quietly.

 

“There are people who call my ability a curse, you know. Are you aware of that?”

 

“No, who said that? That person seems to be the cursed one—should I physically exorcise them?”

 

Despite her face being red, Serenthia spoke without hesitation.

 

“If there’s anyone saying such things, bring them to me! We just built the sturdy, didn’t we? I’ll strike them down with an axe reinforced with plenty of those materials.”

 

It was truly, absolutely ridiculous nonsense.

 

The woman was insane.

 

“…So, you want to stick by my side no matter what?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Serenthia trembled her shoulders slightly as if trying to put on an act again.

 

The way she trembled her shoulders pitifully was, well, rather…

 

‘She’s a con artist.’

 

But he had no idea what to do with this con artist.

 

He had even shown her the sight of life extinguishing before him. He had told her about the rumors that he was cursed.

 

Yet this woman had no intention of giving up her leech-like behavior.

 

Honestly speaking, it would be right to break off this marriage.

 

That sunshine-like smile would surely fall victim to his death-like ability…

 

Raphael spoke dryly.

 

“Still, no. It’s dangerous.”

 

“But I’m even prepared for burial alive…”

 

Serenthia’s shoulders drooped to the floor.

 

Seeing that sight somehow made his breathing feel a little labored.

 

‘Besides, what she said about being abused wasn’t a lie.’

 

Even if that woman’s pitiful act was fake, the fact that she was abused would be true.

 

‘I can’t send this woman back to Rosemary…’

 

Raphael loosened his tie and muttered.

 

Maintain the marriage?

 

Or, break the engagement?

 

No, the conclusion he chose was only one.

 

“…Instead, let’s make a marriage contract.”

 

Serenthia’s eyes widened. She sparkled her eyes and exclaimed.

 

“It’s a proposal, right?”

 

“No. A contract.”

 

But Serenthia was resolute.

 

“Good! A contract marriage! But I’d like the contract’s expiration date to be ten thousand years.”

 

“Why don’t you just say until the day we die together.”

 

“Gasp. Is it okay to say it like that?”

 

“Would it be okay?”

 

“If possible…”

 

Raphael looked at her with a weary expression and said.

 

“No. The contract period will be one year.”

 

“What?”

 

“If a one-year contract is fine with you, let’s do it. Marriage.”

 

What’s the big deal about just one year? Serenthia smiled brightly.

 

“Yes! Then it’s renewable, right? If I do well, it’s a system that keeps getting renewed! Right!”

 

“We’ll see.”

 

Raphael spoke indifferently, but Serenthia seemed to firmly believe the contract would naturally be renewed.

 

But Raphael’s thoughts were different.

 

He planned to find a place to send her during that one year.

 

Somewhere safe, not Rosemary.

 

‘Since this woman is related to controlling my ability, it would be dangerous to send her somewhere unknown right away.’

 

But hiding his thoroughly calculated inner thoughts, he gestured with his chin.

 

“Fortunate. That our opinions align.”

 

About 10 minutes after the conversation ended.

 

Right after drafting a brief preliminary contract, Raphael gave a light warning with the one-year timeframe in mind.

 

“The contract will be notarized.”

 

“Yes!”

 

“…The wedding will proceed as scheduled.”

 

“That’s sooo wonderful!”

 

Seeing the woman’s sparkling eyes made him feel uncomfortable. Raphael spoke in a casually passing tone.

 

“Don’t expect any emotions from me going forward.”

 

“Yes, yes. Of course.”

 

“…?”

 

“Why?”

 

Serenthia’s expression was rather innocent.

 

No, her behavior itself was excessively cheerful, one might say.

 

Raphael doesn’t understand others’ emotions.

 

But generally, when someone who ‘loves’ another doesn’t receive affection in return, they wouldn’t act like that, would they?

 

However, he decided to dismiss Serenthia’s attitude as unimportant.

 

The fact that she didn’t expect his emotions was convenient for now.

 

“The title of this contract is, roughly…”

 

Raphael looked at Serenthia’s sparkling eyes.

 

Long ago, when Raphael was still a boy who didn’t know the secrets of death and abilities.

 

He had once picked up a cat.

 

When he was very young, he had brought home a small cat that was crying under a stone wall covered in snow because it caught his attention.

 

And the current Serenthia resembled that abandoned cat from back then.

 

The cat that almost died by accident from his touch.

 

That cat, which had been particularly affectionate toward him, fortunately found a good adoptive home.

 

He had heard it lived happily there until it died…

 

“Let’s call it temporary protection.”

 

Raphael looked at Serenthia.

 

It was just protection until finding a good adoptive home, like that cat.

 

But Serenthia looked at him with wide eyes.

 

As if this were…

 

“I’ll work hard so we can go from temporary protection to real marriage!”

 

…something tremendous.

 

Really, what is this?

 

“No, there will absolutely never be a ‘real’ one.”

 

“I’ll really put in tremendous effort to steal Raphael’s heart.”

 

“What stealing? Are you a thief?”

 

“A thief… isn’t that too weak? I’ll try my best to be more like a special forces robber.”

 

She can’t be reasoned with.

 

Now Raphael was beginning to figure out Serenthia.

 

At times like this, he needed to change the subject.

 

What came next was, quite rarely in his life, an impulsive decision.

 

“And.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“I never had any intention of breaking the engagement from the beginning.”

 

“…What?”

 

Raphael tilted his head sideways. At that, Serenthia held her breath.

 

“I, I had no intention of breaking off the engagement….”

 

“Right, you didn’t.”

 

Serenthia is a stimulant to him.

 

A subject requiring careful observation, one who makes him hear strange auditory hallucinations and sharpens his dulled senses.

 

No control freak would leave such an uncontrollable woman outside his domain.

 

He simply feels the need to keep her close for observation and control the variables beyond his control.

 

He has no curiosity, desire, or emotion toward this woman.

 

Only the intention to observe and monitor.

 

After a brief silence following his words, Serenthia blinked and muttered.

 

“Huh. Then I was doing pointless acting…?”

 

At those words, Raphael’s indifferent tone cut through the air.

 

“According to my calculations, it was already concluded that putting you within a controllable domain would be faster than expanding my control territory through breaking off the engagement.”

 

“….”

 

“So from now on, you’re under my control.”

 

That was the end of his explanation.

 

He sent Serenthia away dryly without a single touch.

 

Any normal person would be angry, annoyed, and frustrated enough to be furious at such indifference.

 

But as soon as the door closed….

 

“Control domain? My goodness….”

 

…Right, a normal person would be displeased at the thought of being controlled.

 

“It’s so romantic…!”

 

…Of course, that woman wasn’t a ‘normal’ person.

 

She walked away excitedly, even whistling cheerfully.

 

He could even hear the sound of Serenthia’s light, excited footsteps as she walked down the corridor.

 

He was simply accustomed to his sensitive hearing that allowed him to catch even that woman’s pointless chatter.

 

So no one knew that Raphael’s earlobes had turned very slightly red.

 

Not even Raphael himself.

 

***

 

After running wild in the corridor and getting caught by Lady Isidel, receiving plenty of warnings to ‘maintain the dignity of a noblewoman.’

 

I thought.

 

Perhaps my indiscriminate confession attack….

 

A little, no, just a tiny bit.

 

About 5% or so….

 

‘…Did, did it work? Could it have worked?’

 

We didn’t even promise to see each other tomorrow, yet despite that, my heart already felt like it would burst.

 

We’re not married yet, and I haven’t received any love confession from him either.

 

Raphael still doesn’t like me.

 

But even so….

 

It felt exactly like my heart had fallen to the floor with a thud, and I couldn’t move at all.

 

I, I was actually….

 

In Raphael’s control domain!

 

I twisted up the corners of my mouth and muttered seriously.

 

“As expected….”

 

…Starting right now, I should fiercely attack Raphael’s weak points, shouldn’t I?

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