Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health - Chapter 41

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Chapter 41

Near the sealed Sharit Lake.
A gate appeared in the empty air, deposited five mages, and vanished.
“Ugh. Why do I have to do this?”
The Red-haired Mage sighed, his expression thick with complaint.
“We can’t help it. It’s a decision from the Council of the Mage Tower.”
A man wearing a White Robe embroidered with stars in golden thread spoke, a White Staff tall as himself in hand.
After the incident, Sharit District had been temporarily closed.
The Mage Tower had dispatched an “investigation team for Seal Maintenance and Anomaly Investigation.”
Star-rank mages sent from the mages’ holy ground itself—the Sky Tower.
“Shouldn’t the Southern Branch handle something like this?”
“The Southern Branch’s independent investigation couldn’t determine the cause of the anomaly, or so I heard.”
“I’m swamped raising a new disciple, and now I have to do this too?”
The Red-haired Mage’s expression was deeply displeased.
“Move instead of complaining.”
After that brief grumbling, the investigation proceeded smoothly.
“No anomalies here.”
“The seals are intact—what’s there to repair?”
“The other seals show no irregularities either.”
The Seal Array binding the Demon Beast Sharit.
A seal that had stood intact for centuries couldn’t suddenly malfunction—as expected, there was nothing wrong with the seals themselves.
And so they arrived at the scene of the incident.
“A rift to the Other Side World appeared here, is what they said.”
“Indeed. According to the report, it seems to have been a temporary rift caused by Seal Overlapping.”
“That kind of phenomenon is an incredibly rare occurrence, isn’t it? Pity I wasn’t here to see it myself.”
The investigation confirmed the seals were functioning normally.
“Perhaps it’s only natural. If the seal had failed, all the buildings would have sunk beneath the lake long ago.”
“Then what was the problem?”
“Finding that out is our mission.”
It was then the investigation team hit an impasse.
“Here.”
The smallest mage, the one in the oversized White Robe, raised a hand while examining the floor at the center of the manor.
“What is it?”
The Red-haired Mage, who’d been grumbling about training a disciple, approached.
“The Demon Beast sealing array…”
That moment—
All the mages sensed the change.
“The Demon Beast Sharit’s aura…”
“Has disappeared.”
Every mage fell silent.

* * *

The Bonus—under the guise of pocket money from Mehren—found its way back into my account.
“If you do that, you haven’t given a bonus at all, have you?”
At my light protest, Mehren smiled warmly and countered.
“I received your feelings, so it’s fine.”
“B-but I never gave you any feelings!”
“They were there, though.”
“Ugh.”
Mehren had grown shameless.
Because he was so pleased from that day onward, laughing so freely around the manor, strange rumors began spreading—rumors that seemed almost ghostly.
“Are we about to be fired?”
“Did we do something wrong?”
“It’s scary. I wish you’d tell us what we did wrong.”
All because Mehren was displaying that gentle smile he wore just before disposing of someone—a smile that had spawned such unsettling gossip.
“What on earth is he doing all day?”
Once again, I understood who truly ruled Halbern Manor in the absence of the Duke.
As for the caretaker unit that suffered beside me, I also distributed bonuses to them.
“In an envelope! Please give it in an envelope!”
Their request was crystal clear.
What? Do they prefer physical payment?
I tilted my head when they asked for a bank check with my signature instead.
“This is the young lady’s heart.”
“This is the young lady’s love.”
“This is the young lady’s…”
The caretakers all carried them on their bodies as talismans.
These humans were going to get another bonus soon at this rate.
“Still, thank goodness nothing serious happened.”
“Such things mustn’t happen again.”
“That’s right, that’s right. Next time, let us come with you.”
“A date with the young lady…”
Weren’t they just jealous that Mehren got to go on a date with me?
“Never mind. Nothing much happened anyway.”
The mark on the back of my hand was bothersome, but since it didn’t harm my body and no one had noticed it, I left it alone.
‘If I looked into it, someone might recognize this pattern.’
Right now, both Mehren and the caretakers were being so overprotective that I couldn’t even open my mouth about it.
Besides, there was the dream.
“What on earth was that?”
All that lingered was platinum hair gleaming sweet as honey, and eyes the color of rose petals, beautiful beyond measure.
“Hmm.”
Could it be my mother?
The doubt passed quickly, and I shook my head. Thinking of her beauty, even assuming she was my mother felt like committing a sin.
“An extra character with far too many secrets.”
Perhaps I had so many secrets only because, as an extra, there was no written information about me.
Still, I often forgot I’d been reincarnated into a novel world.
“It might not be so bad.”
Living like this.
“…I want to play the violin.”
Suddenly, that thought came to me.

* * *

The Crown Prince Palace.
Fession was rarely in a foul mood.
“I want to see Arelin.”
After visiting her every single day and coming back, not seeing her for even one day made his mouth feel like it was growing thorns.
“So much homework. So many classes! Damn it, when will this end?”
“It’s only a week, Your Highness. Please endure.”
“Griam, I hate you!”
For all his complaints, he listened to his lessons diligently and completed every assignment without fail.
He was just in a bad mood.
“Is it lovesickness?”
“Doesn’t it look like lovesickness?”
“Our Crown Prince afflicted with lovesickness…”
“Tsk. You’ve matured.”
The attendants and servants of the Crown Prince Palace who knew the truth found themselves smiling warmly whenever they saw Fession.
“What? Why is everyone like that?”
“Do you truly not know why, Your Highness?”
“…?”
Lord Sirua, who had overlapping classes with the Crown Prince, also wore an uncomfortable expression when he looked at Fession.
“Sirua, why are you looking at me like that?”
“You’ve gone mad.”
“Then you’ve gone mad? Is this insubordination?”
“Something’s off. There’s definitely something off.”
Though Lord Sirua felt uneasy, he couldn’t quite put his finger on what had changed about Fession.
He could only keep muttering that something was wrong.
Fession had made a new resolution.
“I’ve decided on my goal.”
“Your goal?”
“I’m going to become Arelin’s father.”
“What are you saying all of a sudden?”
Griam turned pale.
Was this a proclamation that he was abandoning his claim to the throne to become the Duke of Halbern instead?
Was he going to marry into her family as a husband?
While Griam struggled to process the declaration, Fession reflected on his own behavior up to now.
It had been far too shortsighted.
“Yes, but most importantly…”
It was Arelin’s health.

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“Arelin, I missed you!”
A week had passed, and Fession returned.
“Didn’t you miss me, Arelin?”
Whining like a puppy, Fession really was shameless.
“What? You didn’t miss me? Really?”
…Well, I might have missed him a little.
The peace had been nice, but with that annoying voice beside me gone, I’d felt bored—just a tiny bit, really a microscopic bit of boredom.
“Back off.”
“Whimper.”
“But I’ll pet you instead.”
“Yes!”
The smile never left his face at how happy being petted made him.
“Lord Paselo clearly has no human heart. You know what I’ve been through this past week…”
Fession wore a pitiful expression.
“All my teachers doubled my homework as punishment. Doubled my classes, and doubled my homework too. Trained all day—it was hell.”
“Is that so.”
“I thought I’d die missing you, Arelin.”
“Well, you still managed just fine.”
“Of course!”
Fession nodded as if it were obvious. I thought an ordinary day was unfolding like any other.
Right up until that moment.
“That’s why I prepared something.”
“Hmm?”
“After what happened, I thought—maybe Arelin got into that situation because she’s too frail?”
No. That was a natural disaster.
What was this idiot talking about?
“So I gathered the best experts I know and brainstormed how to make you healthier and more resilient!”
Healthier and more resilient? What was he—
“Ta-da! Your Exercise Plan Chart!”
A rigid-looking schedule materialized before my eyes.
“How is it? Magnificent, right?!”
Go back to the palace, you bastard.

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