Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health - Chapter 252

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252
Episode

“Me and… what, what do you want to do?!”
I wondered if I’d heard something wrong, tried to deny reality, but this wasn’t a dream.
“I want to try all sorts of things with you, everything to the end.”
His voice carried such sincerity that I couldn’t help but sigh.
“My innocent Fession…”
“Innocent?”
“Since when have you gotten so… cunning!”
Fession tilted his head, then laughed low. The more I jumped about, the louder his laughter grew.
“Why are you laughing?! This is hardly the time!”
“Because you’re funny.”
“I’m funny?”
“No, you’re cute.”
“Cute? Now, in this situation?”
“Yeah. You’re cute, so I can’t help laughing.”
What on earth was he saying?
His eyes were too serious for this to be mere teasing.
What kind of delusion was he lost in?
Still, still…
“Give him back…”
“Give what back?”
“My cute Fession.”
Fession broke into laughter again.
“Why do you keep asking for him back?”
“You don’t understand. My cute Fession… you’re a fake. Where’s the real one? You’re a fake.”
“What do you mean fake? I’ve always been this way.”
That made no sense.
I narrowed my eyes sharply.
“My Fession was never like this!”
“Was never like this? Since I was small, I’ve thought of nothing but how to seduce you into seeing only me.”
Fession wiped the corner of my eye and replied without a hint of shame. I couldn’t believe it.
“Don’t lie. My cute Fession would never do something like that. You followed me so much.”
“Was I that cute to you?”
“Did you really just say that?!”
“Am I not cute now?”
“Now… I…”
I should have said he wasn’t, but seeing him look at me with such a forlorn expression was unbearably cute.
Damn it, I’ve got delusions too!
Unable to answer, just mumbling with my lips, Fession’s mouth curved up into a smile.
“Seems you still think so.”

I was so sad that I couldn’t deny it.
I couldn’t argue back, yet I didn’t want to simply admit it, so I pouted, and Fession lightly touched my cheek.
“Don’t worry, Arelin. You’re cute too.”
“Of course I am! …No, that’s not what I meant.”
Stop!
I realized too late that I’d been had, but it was already too late. Fession pressed his lips to the back of my hand and whispered softly.
“No matter how much you deny it, I’ve been this way since I was young. I was always curious about you, missed you, wanted to see you so badly it drove me mad, and no matter what, I was always the one who came seeking you first.”
“That’s different from this…”
“It’s the same. Every time, I wanted to hold you like this, to pull you close and embrace you tightly. Enough to suffocate, to rob you of breath.”
I’d heard confessions of affection before, but this raw truth from Fession was new. Or was it? I honestly wasn’t sure.
Just the eyes meeting mine, the careful touch, the lowered voice, the dense emotion contained within.
Even his breathing became something to notice, and I found myself unable to breathe properly.
“Do you know how cold you were to me back then?”
“That was…”
In my childhood, there was a time when I’d been indifferent, and my conscience stung. As I faltered, Fession glanced sideways at me with a beautiful, knowing smile—as if to say he forgave me.
“It’s still the same now.”
“What is?”
“Even with you right here beside me like this, I still want to touch you more.”
It was strange. He was already holding me half-embraced—what more could he possibly want to touch?
“How can I make this thirst, this hunger, disappear?”
Yet somehow I understood the emotion behind his words.
Fession murmured darkly.
“Every moment, I’m tormented by the urge. If I bound you, locked you away, destroyed and ruined everything—would I finally be freed from this agony?”
The cold chill running down my spine told me instinctively that what Fession had just said was no joke.
“Fession…?”
Worried, I called his name, but his darkened eyes sank into an unreadable abyss.
‘What’s gotten into him?’
Did he collapse like this because I left him behind to save my father?
Unable to gauge where things had gone wrong, I groaned—then my eyes met his again.
In that moment, when I held my breath, staring into what felt like the depths of an abyss—
“But then I’d regret it.”
Fession breathed out deeply. My own breath came easier. I breathed with him and wondered.
What was that just now?
Of course, that thought didn’t linger long. Fession wouldn’t allow my mind to wander elsewhere.
“If I chose the easy path because it’s hard for me to bear, I’d lose you forever.”
Even with thousands, tens of thousands of worries etched into his expression, Fession smiled quietly.
“All I want is you. Complete.”
I wanted to say something, my lips parted, but no words came out.
I had no words to express what I felt in this moment.
Just…
I wanted to hold Fession tight. But hesitating because even that felt strange here, Fession smiled bitterly seeing my reluctance.
“So I’m not cute like this? An unwelcome truth you’d rather not know? Am I too grotesque? Do I seem like a monster?”
“Fession…”
I hadn’t meant to go that far.
Hearing him describe what he was feeling made my chest ache.
“I was just relieved to remember that you’re human too.”
As if he hadn’t expected to hear such words, Fession’s expression visibly trembled.
“It’s natural to think like that. I was surprised, sure, but you haven’t actually done anything wrong to me… and you won’t do anything like that going forward, right? You won’t?”
Seeking his agreement, I looked at him, and Fession slowly nodded.
“Yeah.”
And he laughed as if helpless.
“If you don’t want it, I can’t do anything.”
I carefully stroked Fession’s head as he laughed in resignation.
“Sometimes I get jealous when you’re with other women too. I feel smug when you look after me before others…”
“Really? I didn’t know.”
Fession’s eyes widened, and seeing that he hadn’t known this whole time, his brows drooped in disappointment.
“It’s fine.”
With just those words, Fession’s expression visibly eased.
“I’d do anything for you.”
“Yeah.”
“So don’t leave me.”
“Yeah, I was wrong.”
Had I known he suffered from separation anxiety this badly, I would have brought him along despite the danger. This was all my fault.
“What else can I do for you? Is there anything you want?”
Asking to atone for my guilt, Fession gazed at me intently before asking carefully.
“Tell me—how can I have you?”
A laugh suddenly spilled out.
Did he really just ask that straightforwardly?
“You already have me.”
Despite my clear answer, Fession’s expression remained unsatisfied. Then he asked again.
“Can I kiss you then?”
“Go ahead.”
Yeah, do whatever you want.
I nodded, and Fession leaned in. Just as our lips were about to touch again—
Uuuuuuuuuugh—!
The cry of a Monster nearby tore Fession’s lips away instantly.
“…Damn.”
The weight of Fession’s frustrated sigh was palpable.
And frankly, he wasn’t the only one frustrated.
Of all times, why now?! We were having such a good moment!
[ Vent all your anger! ]
“Wait here.”
With that, as if to vent my own frustration, Fession unleashed a cruel scene upon the Monsters.

* * *

The battle in the city seemed effortless—having swept through the Monsters, Fession actually looked invigorated.
“Not exhausted?”
“Nope.”
I envied him.
Looking at Fession with envious eyes, he tried to pull me close again.
“Can’t now. We need to find Luka.”

Time had already slipped away. The dark sky was gradually brightening as it approached dawn—time we couldn’t afford to lose.
Following me obediently, Fession asked belatedly as if he’d just remembered.
“Is Luka male?”
“Probably?”
“What do you mean ‘probably’?”
“I’d think he’s male, wouldn’t you say?”
With long hair, Luka could be female, but long-haired men existed too, so Luka could very well be male.
I’d never bothered to ask since I wasn’t interested in others’ genders.
“How can you not know?”
“Mages all have long hair, so it’s hard to tell their genders.”
Whether it was the influence of my master, or if hair somehow affected Magical Power, or simply because I found it bothersome—I couldn’t say—but most Mages had long hair. Even Star-rank Mages were no exception.
‘I really wonder why.’
I’m too curious. I’ll have to ask when I get to the Sky Tower later.
Pondering why so many Mages had long hair, I’d somehow arrived back at the building where I’d locked Luka away.
“It’s here.”
“Here?”
Fession tilted his head in confusion.
I pushed open the firmly locked door and peered inside.

What?
“…Luka?”
The spot where I’d bound Luka was empty.

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