Siena Dating Agency - Chapter 82

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82.

My eyes narrowed.

‘If… Lian really is Castillian.’

If that’s the case, how does he change his hair color so easily?

‘Being The Prince but not even entering the Imperial Palace.’

Coming to work at the Center every day and sticking by my side…

I even had this thought.

Could it be that when Castillian became a game character, he was given the setting of being a mage?

“…”

While I was busy letting my imagination run wild, Lian kept touching my cheek.

‘His touch is quite persistent.’

It was as if he regarded my face as some kind of liquid monster.

“Stop touching me. Why are you rubbing someone else’s cheek so carelessly?”

“Because it’s soft.”

Lian poked my cheek with his index finger.

“I’ve felt this before, but Center Director really has great skin. It’s just like flour dough. So soft and smooth…”

“Ah, I get it, so stop.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and looked away.

‘This is so embarrassing I could die.’

Whether Lian was Castillian or whatever.

I still found it hard to adapt to him speaking so openly like that.

When I didn’t say anything, he continued.

“If we get married, I could do this every day, right?”

“…”

“Using Center Director’s lap as a pillow while looking at Center Director’s face.”

My gaze, which had been wandering elsewhere, returned to Lian again.

‘M-marriage all of a sudden?’

If he had said something about remarriage like before, I would have responded calmly…

I didn’t have immunity to the word marriage yet, not remarriage.

Whether he knew what was in my heart or not, Lian smiled with half-lidded eyes.

“Should we get married?”

I was speechless and couldn’t answer.

‘Is this guy really crazy…?’

Whoever was using my lap as a pillow right now.

Whether it was Lian or Castillian.

‘Seeing how he says such outrageous things so casually, he’s definitely lost his mind.’

I mean, who in the world would propose while using a woman’s lap as a pillow inside a cramped carriage…

“Wh-what are you even saying… Be quiet.”

“Hehe.”

“What’s with the ‘hehe’? Don’t laugh, close your eyes and rest.”

“I can’t help it if laughter comes out. Center Director even scolds me for laughing.”

My head hurt, so I ran my hand through my hair.

“No, I’m not scolding you…”

“…”

“L-Lian is doing something strange right now.”

“Something strange?”

“Yes, what Lian just said… Th-that’s the strange thing.”

I mumbled my words and looked away.

Then Lian spoke as if whispering.

“Something like that is strange…”

“…”

“It’s nothing special. Then I’ll do strange things every day.”

Lian lightly pinched my cheek and finally dropped his hand.

‘This is so absurd I could die.’

What do you mean it’s nothing special?

‘To me, your behavior is way too special.’

Actually… not just now, but everything.

“Sigh.”

I turned my head toward the window.

Before long, Lian’s breathing became steady.

‘Is he asleep?’

I waved my hand back and forth near his face.

But he still didn’t wake up.

‘He’s fallen asleep.’

I stared down at his sleeping face and carefully began touching Lian’s hair.

“…I wasn’t wrong.”

Definitely, it wasn’t a wig.

The warm scalp touching my fingers, the lustrous hair texture…

If it were a wig, I wouldn’t be able to feel things like this.

‘Really… it’s puzzling.’

Given all the circumstances, Lian should be Castillian.

‘But there are too many things that bother me to conclude that.’

Then, something caught my eye.

“Hm?”

There was something attached behind Lian’s ear.

It was very small and white.

I gently brushed aside his black hair with my finger.

“…What is this?”

As I stared at it quietly, it felt somewhat familiar.

‘It looks just like those motion sickness patches…’

The ones they sell at pharmacies.

“Do they have motion sickness patches in this world?”

But as far as I knew, there were no such modern medicines in this romance fantasy game world.

‘There’s americano but no motion sickness patches.’

Suddenly I became curious.

I scratched at the unidentified patch behind Lian’s ear with my fingernail.

Before long, it was half peeled off.

“…No.”

Then I withdrew my hand.

‘Hey, no matter how curious I am, this isn’t right.’

Whatever it was, Lian had deliberately attached this.

So it would be rude for me, a third party, to secretly peel it off.

Though my curiosity didn’t disappear right away.

“But what is this really?”

My gaze lingered on the fake motion sickness patch for a while.

“…No, this isn’t the problem.”

I came to my senses and looked down.

Lian’s left hand was hanging toward the floor.

Blood kept seeping through the bandage wrapped around his wrist.

‘Oh dear…’

It was a sight that made me frown in pain just watching.

I gently stroked the head of the deeply sleeping Lian.

During the journey to Aizet Baron’s mansion, I hoped he would rest well.

“Sleep well. I’ll wake you when we arrive.”

Naturally, no answer came back.

I turned my head toward the window.

‘I don’t know if you’re Kachin or Lian, but…’

Whatever you are, it seems certain that I like you.

Whatever you may be.

***

It was a day without the Center Director and the (non-working) former youngest member, but the Center ran smoothly.

Fortunately, there was only one scheduled consultation at 11 o’clock.

And so 6 PM arrived.

“Miss Violet, get home safely.”

“You too, seniors. See you tomorrow.”

Violet smiled prettily and boarded the carriage that had come to pick her up.

Finn stared at her with his mouth agape.

“Hehe…”

Standing beside him was Isadora with flounder eyes.

‘He wouldn’t even notice if flies laid eggs in his mouth.’

After Violet left, the two headed to Heaven’s house.

Heaven, who had arrived home first, greeted them.

“I cleaned the house roughly…”

“…”

“Well, I don’t know. I mean, Dora, you suddenly said you were coming…”

He rolled his eyes while making lame excuses.

It seemed he was afraid of the sharp criticism that would burst from Isadora’s mouth.

Isadora, who had been standing at the doorway, suddenly stepped inside the house.

Soon her mouth opened.

“…My expectations were wrong. It’s not a pigsty.”

Then Heaven placed his hand on his chest.

“Really? Phew… Thank goodness.”

“It’s not a pigsty, it’s a cockroach den.”

Heaven’s eyes widened.

“What? No, no! There are no cockroaches.”

“…”

“I’ve been living here for about a year, you know? And I’ve never seen a cockroach even once during that time.”

“…”

“…Though there are quite a lot of flies.”

Isadora remained unperturbed.

Instead, she raised one eyebrow.

“Even if there haven’t been any until now, they’re scheduled to appear soon.”

“No, Dora…”

“Prepare yourself thoroughly.”

Then she went straight inside.

Finn and Heaven looked at each other and shook their heads.

As mentioned before, she was someone who ‘only said what she wanted to say regardless of what anyone else said.’

In the living room, two chairs that Heaven had prepared were placed.

Isadora, who had been looking down at the chairs, swept them with her finger.

Fortunately, no foreign substances came off.

Heaven said.

“I, I disinfected them. Don’t worry and sit down.”

“Really?”

“Of course…!”

“Did you use disinfectant from the cleaning supplies specialty store run by Mr. Cabal Dumpelt?”

“…That, that’s not it, but… Anyway, I disinfected them.”

His spirit seemed completely crushed as his words trailed off weakly.

Isadora sat down in the chair with a displeased expression.

‘She’s really picky even for just sitting briefly.’

Finn clicked his tongue and took a seat next to Isadora.

He crossed his arms and brought up the topic.

“So, why did you ask us to gather? You said you had something to say.”

Heaven also nodded while leaning against the wall.

Isadora looked at the two alternately and replied.

“Violet Bringer is suspicious.”

Finn immediately furrowed his brow.

“That again?”

“I mean… I thought something else big had happened.”

Though lukewarm reactions burst out, Isadora maintained her expressionless face.

‘I knew they’d react like that.’

She had expected this.

Finn and Heaven had already joined the Violet Fan Club.

Therefore, they wouldn’t easily agree with her.

Isadora pushed up her glasses.

“I have evidence.”

The black eyes behind her lenses flashed sharply.

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