Siena Dating Agency - Chapter 20

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20.

Of course, Castillian and Lian were a well-matched combination.

‘If you’re only thinking about ‘visuals,’ that is.’

I recalled the scene describing Castillian’s appearance in 【Crown Prince’s Invasion】.

『That man was like a god.

Golden hair that shone brilliantly as if it had swept up the sun, well-carved features as if touched by a sculptor’s hand, a physique and height far superior to other men.

Eventually, the man’s red eyes met Filone’s.

‘Yes, he really is like a god.’

In the midst of all this, only those eyes were like hell.

The man’s tightly closed mouth opened.

“…What is that?”

“These are the new maids who just arrived, Your Highness.”

“No.”

The man immediately cut off the servant’s words.

Then the servant glanced up at him.

The man added while keeping his gaze fixed on Filone.

“Not those things, that thing.”

That day, Filone might have known.

That Castillian, who had the appearance of a god, would drag her down to hell.』

Although I can’t quite remember that bastard’s face clearly…

What was certain was that both he and Lian were undeniably handsome.

‘And with the absolutely fail-proof combination of black hair and blonde hair, both of them have killer builds too.’

They even have the same eye color.

‘If those two walked side by side at the Academy, all the women would have collapsed.’

However, the problem wasn’t their appearance but their ‘personalities.’

Honestly, people don’t become friends based on looks alone, do they?

‘You become friends when your personalities match.’

I scratched my cheek.

‘So that means those two get along really well…’

Castillian, who was as deep and heavy as the ocean depths, and Lian, who was at the level of fine dust.

No matter how much I tried to pair them up in my head, they just didn’t match.

‘How on earth did such polar opposites become friends?’

With my gaze on my knees, continuing my thoughts, I spoke up.

“…But, youngest master.”

“Yeah, babe.”

Lian responded with a grinning eye-smile.

I asked him.

“How did you become friends with The Prince?”

Lian’s constantly tapping foot slowed down and then stopped moving altogether.

At the same time, the smile decorating his eyes also disappeared.

“…The Prince? Why are you asking about that?”

Lian’s head tilted crookedly.

‘Why would I ask?’

Because I can’t understand how a windbag like you became friends with Castillian…

‘…But I absolutely can’t say that.’

I shrugged my shoulders, pretending to be nonchalant.

“I’m asking because The Prince is such a mysterious person. He’s never revealed his face publicly, and he’s not someone who readily associates with others.”

“…”

“But since you said you’re The Prince’s friend, I was curious.”

“…”

“I think other people would be curious too if they heard about it.”

Lian stared at me quietly for a while.

Then he suddenly moved his eyebrow muscles.

“…Well. I don’t remember how we became friends.”

“…”

“We just became friends because we went to the same Academy.”

I nodded slowly.

‘Yeah, well.’

Honestly, is there anything special about people becoming friends…

‘It’s just that I can’t imagine the two of them hanging out together in my head.’

I clicked my tongue softly and asked another question.

“What kind of person is The Prince?”

This question didn’t have any particular meaning either.

‘As a fan of Castillian, I’m curious about Castillian in this world.’

Johan was indeed the character I liked and considered my complete ideal type.

But my favorite is my favorite, and that bastard is that bastard.

‘I’m also very curious about my second favorite.’

If I hadn’t possessed someone and had played the game to the ending…

The male lead I would have chosen after Johan would have been Castillian.

However, Lian couldn’t possibly know these inner workings of mine.

‘He must never know that I’m a possessor.’

I thought Lian might misunderstand my question.

I decided to make up some excuse.

“I mean…”

“…”

“It’s not anything else, but I’ve been thinking, and it would be good if the Marquis Beloster could imitate The Prince’s demeanor.”

“…”

“While maintaining his original personality, occasionally showing a feeling like The Prince. To appeal to Violet, you know.”

While I was chattering, there was only one thought in my head.

‘I should have been the woman on the receiving end of that…!’

Johan being gentle but occasionally showing aspects of that bastard.

A 19+ aggressive version of Johan Beloster!

‘Good heavens, just imagining it makes me swallow my saliva.’

Ah…, or maybe not?

‘If I had received flirting from such a Johan, I might have died from cardiac arrest.’

I think God made sure I wasn’t Johan’s unrequited love interest out of concern for my health.

Still, I was envious of Violet all the same.

‘I should have rolled the random name generator a few more times.’

Then I might have possessed Violet instead of Siena Willow.

I continued speaking.

“But neither I nor the staff know anything about The Prince…”

“…”

“Right now, the only one we can trust is you, youngest master, who is The Prince’s friend.”

I just said whatever came to mind, but it turned out to be a pretty decent excuse.

However, Lian still hadn’t said anything.

This was the same person who usually chattered away so well without being asked.

‘It’s unsettling how he’s acting like this.’

To lighten the mood, I casually made a joke.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“…”

“Young master, you’re not actually close with The Prince, are you?”

Only then did Lian shake his head.

“No, we’re close.”

“Then why won’t you talk about him?”

“Just…”

“…”

“I was thinking about what kind of person The Prince is.”

Lian’s red eyes were pointing somewhere around his feet.

After waiting a moment, his mouth opened again.

“The Prince is…”

“…”

“…a man of few words. Blunt.”

“…”

“As the Center Director said, he doesn’t like mingling with people. He doesn’t trust people easily.”

“…”

“He wasn’t originally like that… but something happened that made him that way.”

My eyes widened.

‘Something happened that made Castillian unable to trust people easily?’

Was it like that in the novel too…?

I silently retraced the contents of 【The Prince’s Insomnia】.

I didn’t remember 100% of it, but I was certain there was no such incident in Castillian’s past in the novel.

To summarize the contents of 【The Prince’s Insomnia】:

Prince Castillian, who couldn’t feel pain, despaired upon realizing his body was different from others.

Simply wanting to be normal, he began harming himself to feel the same pain as others.

However, he felt no pain at all, and Castillian gradually became consumed by madness.

Then he met the female lead ‘Filone’.

Castillian tormented her with his twisted love.

‘True to a male lead with the #regretful male tag, he later regrets it desperately.’

Well… it was a story that ended with him gaining Filone’s forgiveness and being reformed.

Anyway, that was all there was to it – there was never any mention of what Castillian’s past was like.

‘Is it because this is a different world from the novel?’

I was curious, but I couldn’t bring myself to ask.

That Lian, who had been so carefree, somehow looked as heavy as a waterlogged comforter.

‘There must be some sad past of Castillian’s that only Lian knows about.’

So I decided to just listen quietly.

“The Prince is…”

“…”

“…not really that interesting of a person.”

Lian, who had been hesitating, awkwardly finished his words.

Then he lifted his wandering gaze.

“…What do you think of someone like that?”

My head tilted with a creak.

‘Why is he asking me that?’

Castillian and I are complete strangers.

Also, what’s he doing asking someone like me who can’t make objective judgments about such things?

‘I already like Castillian.’

But I pretended not to know The Prince even a little bit and said:

“Well? I’ve never even met The Prince…”

“…”

“Honestly, it doesn’t matter what kind of person His Highness is. I’ll never have occasion to meet him anyway.”

“I suppose so.”

Lian answered as if talking to himself and let out a faint snort.

That’s when it happened.

Sunlight streaming in from Outside the window seeped into the crown of his head.

‘…Huh?’

I suddenly noticed that the butter that had been smeared on his face was gone.

Lian suddenly threw out a question.

“What do you think it would be like if you met The Prince?”

His tone was leisurely and gentle.

His face was enchanting, befitting a bestselling male lead.

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