Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health - Chapter 213

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Chapter

The feelings that the Sperom twins harbored toward Arelin defied a single definition.
A stranger who had stepped boldly into the world they alone had shared since birth, only to vanish without trace.
A childhood friend, merely a fleeting moment in their early years—yet the impression she left upon them ran far deeper than such a description could capture.
“Noel, did you eat something like medicine and start dreaming?”
Ciel couldn’t fathom why Noel was suddenly spouting nonsense about Arelin appearing out of nowhere.
“Why are you bringing up Arelin all of a sudden?”
“Because I think I saw her.”
“So when?”
Noel described the person he’d encountered while passing through the VIP corridor of the auction house, where the auction was still in full swing.
“Does that make sense to you?”
Ciel let out a hollow laugh.
While not quite as broken as Fession had become, the twins too had endured their share of hardship.
It was the event that had made even these fearless twins mature in their own way—and likewise the moment when Sperom Duke, who had always lamented over his worry for the next generation, finally found some relief regarding his heir.
“Then tell me, Ciel—has your Ability ever malfunctioned?”
“That would only be…”
“Right, only Arelin.”
There were certainly unusual people in the world.
Like Halbern Duke, whose numbers shifted with every encounter, or Prince Cheiyen, who displayed nothing but a zero, or even Chloe, whose numbers grew larger each time they met.
Individuals who had shattered the assumption that fixed values never changed. Yet none of them had displayed the strange pattern that Arelin did.
“…So another person like Arelin has appeared.”
Noel, unable to contain his exasperation at Ciel’s defensive response, thumped his chest.
“Ciel, am I an idiot? Do you think I can’t tell Arelin apart from someone else?”
“……”
“That’s it. I’m going to El Sionel.”
“Why there, all of a sudden?”
“Why? If Arelin really did come back, Mehren would know something about it.”
Ciel recalled Mehren, whom he and Noel had avoided meeting ever since the day Arelin vanished from their lives.
“Fine, do as you like.”
“Yeah, I’m going.”
Watching Noel disappear into the Magic Tower, speaking of using a Gate to get there quickly, Ciel exhaled heavily as his mind grew tangled.
‘Arelin…’
Every time fake Arelins had appeared periodically, the twins were the quickest to spot them for what they were.
Their kindness toward the impostors—concealing their disappointment—had all been calculated.
It was far more entertaining to offer hope and then snatch it away than to expose them as fakes from the start.
Once they realized that such behavior only provided the perpetrators with more information to create an even more perfect fake next time, they’d stopped doing it.
“Boss, where shall we go now?”
“Ah, right. My schedule’s been thrown into chaos—let’s just head to the hotel.”
“Understood.”
Ciel gazed out the window, his thoughts drifting.
‘So another impersonator has shown up.’
That would certainly be more convincing.
Ciel wanted to believe half of what Noel had said, even as the other half resisted believing it.
He didn’t want to be disappointed again.
And he hated how memories connected to Arelin were steadily accumulating—growing more tiresome, more painful with each passing year.
‘Why doesn’t Halbern even manage things like this?’
Ciel swallowed his mild irritation and stepped out of the car.
Sperom Hotel, Branch One.
Though the Sperom Hotel chain now boasted a location in every major landmark across Albrecht and had even expanded overseas, Ciel’s favorite would always be this original branch.
“Would you like me to show you the VIP guest list?”
“Yes.”
Out of habit, Ciel checked the register and froze for a moment. Mehren’s name was listed among the long-term residents.
‘Mehren is still here?’
Until now, he’d only stayed three days at most, five on the longer end, before vanishing just as quickly. Ciel hadn’t expected to encounter him at all.
‘Which means Noel went to El Sionel for nothing…’
The realization that Noel had wasted his trip made Ciel break into a rueful smile.
Just then.
“Huh?”
Only a brief brush past at no great distance.
But there was no mistaking it.
“Boss? Boss, where are you going?!”line>
In a moment where the entire world seemed to slow, Ciel found himself dashing forward without thinking, grabbing hold of a slender wrist.

Finally meeting that gaze up close.
[???]
[Value: -]
The golden eyes trembled finely as they beheld the most definitive proof before them.
At that perplexed gaze, Ciel barely managed to part his lips.
“Arelin?”

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“……”
While spooning ice cream into my mouth, I felt the weight of his stare prickling my cheek.
When I lifted my head, the very person who’d bought me the ice cream was watching me intently, unable to tear his eyes away.
“Want some?”
“No.”
What is it?
“Then why are you staring like that?”
“It’s fascinating.”
I found it fascinating too.
The mischievous Demon Twins as they were in childhood remained vividly etched in my memory, yet here they stood before me—grown tall and handsome as young men.
‘Of course, the “unblemished” part is likely only skin-deep.’
Even as a child, Ciel had possessed an angelic quality. That hadn’t changed in adulthood.
Knowing full well that a devil lurked within that beautiful face, I’d almost be charmed into stamping a seal if he asked me to vouch for him.
“Does Sperom have a loan business or anything like that?”
“We only handle banking.”
“That’s a relief.”
“……?”
Ciel tilted his head curiously, then bit his lip.
“……So what Noel said was true.”
“Huh?”
At that moment, the firmly closed door suddenly burst open, and another one of them appeared.
“Arelin!”
Noel rushed toward me with a thunderous shout, throwing himself at me without hesitation.
“Is it really you?”
“Do I look like a fake Arelin to you?”
Noel’s breathing was ragged from the run. I considered pushing him away, but since it had been so long, I let him hold on.
“Arelin, arelin…”
“You’re still doing that even as an adult.”
“I’ve missed you so…”
Noel pulled me into a tight embrace, his eyes glistening. When we were young, there hadn’t been much difference in our size, so I never noticed—but now that he was full-grown, his grip nearly suffocated me.
As Noel held me close and sniffled, Ciel—who until now had been unable to tear his eyes away, seemingly unable to believe this was real—stepped closer.
“Soft.”
“Warm.”
“Alive.”
“Breathing.”
These two, just standing there having confirmed the obvious.
“Did I die? Why are you amazed that I’m alive?”
“We thought you were dead.”
“We missed you so…”
Noel, still murmuring, promptly embraced me again.
This oversized lump was acting like a child.
“I really, really missed you.”
“I know. I missed you too.”
“Really?”
Both their gazes turned toward me, filled with disbelief.
Why wouldn’t they believe me?
“After Mehren, Fession, and Father, you two were next on my list.”
“So cold-hearted. Wow, it really is Arelin.”
“?”
“See how you didn’t even say ‘I missed you most’ as a polite lie—that’s how I know it’s really you.”
“??”
I couldn’t tell if they were expressing genuine wonder or being sarcastic.
Their expressions didn’t seem unkind, though.
“What happened all this time?”
“There’s quite a story to it. Just understand it this way—I got sick, almost died, received good treatment, and came back.”
“If you were alive, you could have sent at least one message.”
I smiled at Ciel’s pouting complaint.
“I was barely alive—that’s why I couldn’t.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Literally what it sounds like.”
It’s easy to laugh about it now that I’m alive, but the treatment I underwent was dangerous enough that death would have been unsurprising at any moment.
What I needed was a body refined enough to contain my power—a vessel of sufficient grade.
There were two ways to achieve such refinement.
Either be born with a high grade from the start, or destroy your current grade and cultivate a new one.
My Master’s treatment was to grant me the grade that I lacked—to bestow it upon me herself.
‘That broken part wasn’t destroyed and regenerated by accident.’
A transcendent magic technique: regenerating with the Elixir’s power while allowing my Master’s grade to seep into my body itself.
As a result, I’d fallen into something like a subordinate relationship with my Master, which was why Laplace’s Demon sometimes malfunctioned.
[User verification required]
I need to fix that soon…
My all-purpose Status Window, come back.
“But could you guys step back? I’ve indulged this homecoming celebration long enough, and honestly, you’re starting to get on my nerves.”
“How cold!”
“Yeah. I’ve always been that way.”
“It really is Arelin.”
Even as they complained, the twins’ expressions grew tender with longing.
This was infuriating.
“Why does everyone—even Uni—verify who I am by stuff like that?”
“Because Arelin was always complaining about everything?”
“That’s not fair! When you run out of breath just walking ten steps, did you expect me to have a sunny disposition?! I guarantee, if you suddenly had a body like that, you’d have lived the same way. A sick person can’t help but have a sour personality.”
“Right, right.”
“You’re not even listening, are you?”
Whatever I said, the twins just nodded along happily.
“Will you vouch for me?”
“Sure, sure.”
“Will you give me all your wealth?”
“Sure, sure.”
“Are you actually listening to me at all?”
“Sure, sure.”
While I was letting out a heavy sigh at the twins clinging to me despite being told to back off, Ciel asked me something.
“Arelin, have you met Fession yet?”

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