My Illusion Is Survival - Chapter 62
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Chapter 62
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
That’s so like Dekan, reading the room but still saying what he wants to say. His eyes were round as he looked at me, genuinely seeming not to know the reason.
At that moment, I heard Milrak’s voice, who had started this conversation.
“…That idiot.”
The wistful muttering was quite relatable. Suddenly, Gaspata’s previous exclamation flashed through my mind.
[He loves you!]
My expression immediately crumpled.
“Dekan, did you hit your head or something?”
Like Gaspata, this person was way too oblivious.
“Azel loving me? You need to say something that makes sense.”
Suddenly Milrak’s head whipped toward me with a whoosh. His expression as he looked at me was strange, but right now stopping Dekan’s nonsense came first.
“But everyone’s been saying that, you know? That the master seems completely smitten with you. They say it doesn’t make sense otherwise.”
“That’s probably because of Azel’s strange behavior lately, but it’s definitely not that.”
“Hmm, but still.”
“I may not look it, but I’m pretty perceptive. I can obviously tell the difference.”
There’s no way the oblivious Dekan thought of this himself – he probably just picked up some wrong rumor somewhere.
“He definitely has other motives.”
“Hmm, is that really the case?”
Only then did Dekan nod obediently, seeming convinced.
What was stranger was Milrak.
“Milrak, why do you look like that?”
He’d been moving his lips with an expression like he had a lot to say.
“…I feel sorry.”
“Ah, being watched is actually fine, I told you.”
“No. Not for you, miss.”
Then who do you feel sorry for?
I asked with my eyes, but Milrak’s gaze had already turned toward Ron.
“Is it really okay to leave this as is?”
“What can we do? It’s not a problem we can interfere with.”
“You seem to be enjoying it though.”
“Isn’t it fun to watch?”
It was a conversation I couldn’t understand.
“Linoa Marigold, do you know what those two are talking about?”
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t listening. If you’re curious, shall I find out?”
It was an answer typical of Linoa Marigold, who had lost interest in everything except me since the purification incident. Meanwhile, her finger was pointing firmly at the knife placed in front of her.
Milrak immediately became serious.
“Please refrain from that. Your jokes seem too sincere, it’s frightening.”
“It wasn’t a joke though.”
With that, today’s gathering seemed to be winding down.
“By the way, miss.”
If only Milrak hadn’t called me again just before we disbanded.
“Since Dekan already brought it up, may I also say something?”
“Yes, go ahead.”
“It’s just my opinion, so please just listen lightly.”
“Why are you laying so much groundwork?”
Unlike me, who just blinked with a foolish expression, Milrak’s face as he looked at me was quite serious.
“I hope you’ll seriously consider at least once why the master is acting this way.”
“Huh?”
“I hear there are lovers in the world who fall in love again even after losing their memories.”
Thanks to that, I hesitated for the first time.
“No matter how strong and remarkable someone is, they’re still the same person. I think the master might be such a case.”
“…”
“I apologize if I overstepped.”
An apology came back toward me as I couldn’t rashly continue speaking.
But.
“…I know, me too. That such cases exist sometimes.”
The one who should apologize was actually me.
For being unable to manage my expression like an idiot over just these words.
“But that’s not it.”
Suddenly, a corner of my chest throbbed.
“Our case is different.”
‘Because there were no lost memories to begin with.’
That’s why I have no choice but to doubt.
All of Azel’s actions.
“I’m sorry.”
I tried to smile, but I could tell without looking in a mirror. My current smile must be awkward beyond measure.
Just as the atmosphere was about to become awkward, Ron, who had been wearing only a gentle smile until now, skillfully changed the subject.
“We’ve been sitting longer than expected. It would be good to get up now so you can rest, miss.”
Like before, he was extending a helping hand as if to comfort me.
“Then please rest.”
Even knowing this fact, this time I couldn’t bring myself to lift my head. It was because guilt toward someone unknown suddenly blocked my words.
“I really don’t know what I’m supposed to do.”
The room left alone was filled only with the sound of my sighs.
*
“Arachne’s Thread was sold at auction?”
The day after staying up all night worrying about Azel.
What awaited me at the gathering I was invited to for tea and snacks was news like a bolt from the blue.
“Shane MacLauren personally won the bid yesterday afternoon.”
“And Shane was the one who bought it?”
Was I worrying about such trivial things in this shitty reality?
‘Am I sane?’
Meanwhile, Azel’s fingertips, unaware of anything, naturally approached the corner of my mouth.
“Right. So getting Arachne’s Thread will probably take some time. Quietly sneaking into the MacLauren Estate would be quite difficult even for me.”
Unless I’m collapsing the entire manor.
White cream appeared on his fingertips as they moved away like his gently falling words.
Of course, regardless of that, I just grabbed my head with both hands.
“Did life curse me? Why does nothing I do work out?”
‘If I knew this would happen, I wouldn’t have said I needed Arachne’s Thread as some token of promise!’
It was something that didn’t happen in the game, so I couldn’t have predicted it either.
‘Around this time, Azel was on the verge of destroying the world, so auctions like this couldn’t have been held in the first place.’
But all of that was just excuses.
“Shane, why did that bastard have to buy that thing? He doesn’t even believe in fate or anything like that in the first place.”
“He’s probably planning to give it as a gift to the Holy Maiden. More importantly, it seems you know Shane MacLauren quite well too?”
“Of course. How could I not know that guy.”
The Golden Lion, MacLauren.
Shane was the heir to the MacLauren family and one of Yulia’s male protagonists.
‘He was a black-hearted playboy character, so he wasn’t really someone I liked.’
Pure love is the best after all.
Of course, that’s not what’s important right now.
‘At this point in time, the MacLauren family would already be in the palm of that Shane guy’s hand.’
If this is the case, then as Azel said, it would be impossible to obtain Arachne’s Thread without bloodshed.
“What do we do now? It doesn’t seem like it’ll be easy.”
Then Azel’s fingertip touched the tip of my pinky finger.
“…Hm?”
Not satisfied with wiping the cream from my mouth, he was attempting something else again.
“I didn’t know you were well acquainted with Shane MacLauren.”
“I’m the one who remembers him one-sidedly. He probably doesn’t know me. More importantly, what are you doing right now?”
Like fingers naturally intertwining, his red eyes captured my gaze as if it were only natural.
“Jealousy.”
“What?”
“…That’s what they call this, apparently.”
His behavior was utterly bewitching.
“Is that right?”
Thanks to that, my expression hardened. No matter how I thought about it, this was definitely wrong.
“Ah, there you go again! You’re making those pretty eyes again! I clearly told you not to look at me like that!”
“This isn’t allowed either?”
“Even if you’re dissatisfied, there’s nothing you can do about it. Azel keeps learning strange things from somewhere. Things that are bad for my heart.”
In the midst of all this, the way he looked at me with a sulky expression was so adorable it made me even more frustrated.
Still, I had to confront what needed to be confronted.
“That jealousy thing just now, who taught you that again?”
“Simoer.”
“That damn traitor bastard! All that learning for nothing useful!”
I was clicking my tongue, saying that’s why educated perverts are scarier, when Azel got up from his seat.
“Let’s go.”
“Are you going to confront Simoer?”
Bewilderment crossed his expression as he looked at me, but the one who was truly bewildered was me.
“Not that. A walk.”
“If you learned something else from Simoer and that’s why you’re doing this, I’m not going.”
“It’s not that, so don’t worry and follow me.”
“No, what is it this time? I’m telling you in advance, I really do have a weak heart.”
Because now I’m starting to get genuinely scared.
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