Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health - Chapter 96

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Chapter 96

“Well, look at that.”
The man chuckled to himself before dissolving into genuine laughter.
“Our little lady really is a singularity—a proper one. She keeps pulling off the unexpected.”
A melody suddenly rang out, shaking the entire Domain, and in its crystalline purity, every trace of corruption he had created vanished.
His plans lay in ruins, yet the man showed no sign of displeasure.
Then again, it had been like this from the very first meeting.
With a body so fragile he could snuff out her life with the slightest wrong touch, she had gazed up at him with clear, bright eyes untouched by even a whisper of murderous intent.
Back then, he had simply thought her… curious.
“The Cleansing Melody of Delusion, is it?”
If the mages found out about such a talent, they’d lose their minds with desire.
And the power she wielded seemed remarkable—even weakened in the midst of a Domain battle, she had erased his strength in a single breath.
For a moment, he felt the temptation to turn back and abduct her.
“So you found your way here after all.”
Had that voice not shattered his reverie, he surely would have turned around and taken her.
“What brazen fool dares sully my Domain?”
Deep within the Underworld, in the most secluded corner of the Domain of Sloth.
In a sanctuary fashioned after the Imperial Palace itself, Sloth emerged from behind a fan that concealed her face.
“—I know that face.”
“You wouldn’t grant me an audience otherwise.”
“And what reason would I have to entertain a rude intruder?”
“Still, I didn’t expect you to interfere so actively. I thought the ‘Slumbering Sloth’ would have no interest in such trifles—mere adornments.”
“How presumptuous.”
Laughter rippled from behind the fan.
“To judge me by your own measure? Truly presumptuous. And yet, you were not entirely wrong.”
For anyone else, she would have spared not a glance.
“As it happens, both of them are Mortals bound to me by fate.”
Sloth made no effort to hide her delight as she folded the fan against her cheek.
“Both are quite charming, after all.”
One of them lacked the charm to be called cute, but Fession—Fession was endearing beyond measure, and a satisfied smile graced Sloth’s lips.
Long crimson hair and slender curves were revealed beneath the dimness. Any other would have been mesmerized, yet the man remained unmoved.
“You seem quite taken with them.”
“Without such pleasures, would not a long existence grow tedious?”
“It would be tedious even with them.”
Sloth’s smile turned wry.
“So then, what brings you here in all this chaos to seek an audience with me?”
“A deal?”
“Ho.”
Her violet eyes narrowed.
“I do not strike bargains with just anyone.”
“Hear me out—you might find it worthwhile.”
“What scheme are you hatching?”
“Our aims align, do they not? You seek Dragon Slaying. I, on the other hand—”
“The hunting of mages.”
Her seductive voice cut him off, as if she already knew his purpose well.
“Cheiyen.”
……
“Still despise the stars, then?”
Her golden eyes, bright as starlight itself, curved beautifully upward.
“Wish to topple the world?”
“Something so tedious? I wouldn’t bother even if ordered.”
The man’s gaze had grown vacant, weary, his smile devoid of feeling.
“Even if the world falls to ruin, we will not die.”
We are Immortals, after all.
Sloth laughed, watching him—who grinned wickedly, as if wondering whether things might have been more amusing had the world shared their fate. “Yes, truly intriguing. I find myself curious what drivel you’re about to spout. Come, speak freely.”

Fession’s gaze traced across Arelin’s profile.
Backlit as she was, much remained hidden, yet he saw it all—her plump, yielding cheeks still soft with youth, her delicate lips, even the fine lashes that fell so gracefully.
None of it escaped his admiration.
Even if those most beautifully radiant eyes refused to look at him.
Beneath a sky where stars seemed about to rain down, Arelin came back to him—as she had been mere hours ago, eyes glistening as if about to weep, gazing at him as though he were the only being in all creation.

Fession knew it now. That Arelin had come to care for him, genuinely.

And so it should be good.
It should feel good.
Yet why did he feel so urgent, so parched, so desperately thirsty?
From the beginning, his affection had outweighed hers—and Fession had known this when he started.
A tenderness too exquisitely mismatched.
The anxiety, the premonition that this unrequited love might never be fulfilled, gnawed at him ceaselessly, unspoken and unshared.
And yet, still—he was glad.
So glad that he had made a choice no crown prince should ever make, venturing into the Underworld to find her.
A Mortal entwined with an Immortal courts ruin.
To become deeply entangled with something that exists on a different timeline was always thus.
This was why the Alermagne Imperial Family, even upon becoming emperor, had refrained from contact with Immortals.
Beings that belonged to no human world were Halbern’s charge entirely.
And yet, he harbored no regrets.
Why?
Because he had taken her trembling hand as she huddled alone in the dark.
Because he had been able to lift her up when she seemed about to crumble.
Did such choices make him unfit as crown prince?
A delicate melody pierced his heart.
His feelings, of unknown origin, had grown and swelled until now they could expand no further.
All that he had built up, brick by brick, was crumbling. The tide rising within him had overflowed, and could be hidden no longer.
“Arelin.”
I cannot imagine a world without you anymore.
You are everything.
Only you. Always only you.
Is it possible to care for someone this overwhelmingly? Can a single feeling truly eclipse all else?
His brief life and meager experience held no answer, yet Fession knew this was not right, not normal.
He felt as though he were drowning in the world that his own profound emotion had created, suffocating in its depths.
His reason begged him to stop this feeling even now, but another voice within countered—if he could have stopped, surely he would have done so long ago.
He wanted to weep.
At how beautiful the sweet, tender melody was.
At how beautiful you were, playing it.
Because you felt so far away.
Even though you stood so close, you felt impossibly distant.
Through fracturing walls of light, faint rays broke through and illuminated Arelin. She smiled, her face prettily flushed and bright.
The light shattered and scattered into fragments.
As the sole witness and perfect observer of this scene, Fession felt a premonition settle within him.
One day, he would surely come to regret this moment.
Such was his premonition.

There was no thunderous applause, but the warmth remaining in my hands spoke to its echoing power.
The old wounds I thought would swell and ache forever.
All the things I had loved so deeply and despised just as fiercely, all that I had wanted yet believed I would never possess, all that I had finally resigned myself to losing.
Once, I thought I would never escape this shadow.
“Ah……”
Now that the performance had ended, shame washed over me. I felt small, unsightly.
As though I had carelessly exposed to Fession my most intimate self, all the parts I never wished to reveal, laid bare down to the depths.
And yet, I found myself thinking it was alright.
Because my partner was Fession.
“-Arelin.”
I smiled as our eyes met.
This miracle had been made possible by your unchanging presence.
With a clear heart, I gazed at the Guarneri still held in my hands.
My dear friend, who had borne every pain, every glory, every sorrow, every ache alongside me.
“Thank you.”
Thank you for accompanying me through all those countless years I spent buried as nothing at all.
“Fare well.”
Whoosh—
With that brief parting, the Guarneri dissolved into light and vanished.
As though dawn were breaking, the darkness lifted and the world grew bright.
“Now let’s truly go home.”

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