The Obsessive Male Lead Is Obsessed With Me! - Chapter 104

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Episode 104

…I really need to properly warn those northern knights to never climb up through the window again.

Lionel lowered his gaze downward and brought the thick robe that had been placed on the bed to drape it over her shoulders.

“If you don’t dry off properly, you might catch a cold.”

“Huh? Why are you changing the subject? Is there something you feel guilty about?”

Did I change the subject?

Only then did Lionel remember that Cecilia had asked him why he was standing by the window.

“I heard… bird sounds, so I looked outside for a moment.”

“Bird sounds? Ah! Did Ruda come back by any chance?”

Cecilia opened the window to check outside. While she was checking relatively high places like tree branches, Lionel brought a towel and gently patted her wet hair to dry it.

A few years ago, Cecilia had said that you shouldn’t carelessly touch a woman’s hair.

He hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but now Lionel seemed to understand the reason.

Every time he lifted her hair up a little higher, her snow-white nape and slender shoulder line were completely exposed without fail.

It was fortunate that he had put the robe on her just before, because if she had remained in just the wet negligee…

“The timing when you realize love? That’s easy! Ahem, though it’s not something to say in front of His Highness the Prince… When you want to pull them close by the waist! And devour their lips, that’s love, what else could it be? Hahaha!”

Without realizing it, his throat tensed up. Lionel unconsciously swallowed dry saliva and continued drying Cecilia’s hair with the towel, his eyes tightly shut.

A moment later, he heard the sound of Cecilia closing the window.

“I don’t see Ruda. I must have heard wrong.”

“Can’t Liri tell where Ruda is right now?”

“I actually checked this morning, and it seems like she’s traveling hard. I don’t know exactly how far she’s come, but it seems like she’s on her way anyway.”

Cecilia sat on the edge of the bed and lightly patted the spot next to her.

Lionel hung the wet towel on the back of a chair and then sat beside her as if finding his designated seat.

Then Cecilia unlocked Lionel’s handcuffs and asked.

“How was your day today?”

“Today was…”

While Cecilia gently massaged Lionel’s wrists, he recalled what had happened today.

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It had been almost two weeks since Lionel had stayed in this house. In that time, he had gained a personal study and dressing room.

While the empty bookshelves and wardrobes were gradually filled with books he enjoyed reading and clothes and accessories tailored perfectly to his body, his daily schedule also began to become fixed.

First, having become accustomed to waking up early, he opened his eyes here too before dawn broke.

Carefully getting up from beside Cecilia, he lightly washed and changed clothes, then put on the handcuffs that Cecilia had carelessly left behind and went outside.

The place he headed to was the training ground. After lightly warming up with a jog, he sparred with Belrose.

“To be able to spar like this every morning, it really feels like a dream!”

“Like a dream?”

“In the Imperial Palace, I couldn’t even dream of monopolizing Lord Lionel like this. I really chose my younger sister well. Hahaha!”

If no one else, Belrose was an Imperial Knight and had worked under Lionel before.

So she absolutely couldn’t use formal speech, and he couldn’t use informal speech either, so this form was what they had compromised on.

-Clang!

“Ah!”

Lionel precisely threaded Belrose’s swiftly thrusting sword through the chain of his handcuffs, neutralizing it.

Soon he twisted his wrist to send Belrose’s sword flying, and she had no choice but to cry surrender.

“I lost… Your Highness is truly amazing. How can you use a sword like that even with handcuffs on your hands?”

“It’s a better training method than I thought. I recommend it to you too.”

“Is that really true?”

“Just because you’re a knight doesn’t guarantee you’ll always fight with weapons in perfect condition. It would be interesting training to consider the case of being captured as a prisoner.”

“Indeed… That’s right. I’ll include it in our knights’ training plan.”

After that, he would spar with other knights or help with their postures, training together with Roheim’s knights.

As the commander-in-chief who ended the northern monster wave and defeated the Monster King, Lionel was like a living legend and hero to the knights.

“Lord Lionel! Please teach me too.”

“Me too!”

Starting with Belrose, everyone admired and looked up to him, so the atmosphere in the training ground couldn’t help but be good.

When he finished training and returned, Uni would unlock Lionel’s handcuffs.

“I’ve been thinking this for a while… Wouldn’t it be fine if you just carried the key yourself?”

“I can’t freely unlock the handcuffs that my master put on me.”

Uni heard Lionel’s words as “your master.” So without feeling any particular discomfort, she just thought, ‘His Highness must be going through a lot of trouble accommodating our Lady.’

After washing with his hands free, he would return to the bedroom and lie down beside Cecilia.

Outside was already bright, but Cecilia was still asleep.

Still, if he lightly shook her shoulder, she would reflexively reach out and grope around various parts of Lionel’s body.

“Lionel… You didn’t run away, right?”

“Yes. I’m here.”

“Just try running away…”

Cecilia would always mutter words like this, whether it was sleep talk or not, then burrow into Lionel’s arms.

Then she would tightly embrace Lionel’s lean waist with both hands as if to hold him captive so he couldn’t escape.

Each time, Lionel would obediently offer his body to Cecilia, kissing the forehead of her as she buried her face in his chest and breathed peacefully, stroking her hair, giving meaningless answers to her meaningless sleep complaints, and sometimes straightening her disheveled pajamas.

On days when Cecilia’s sleep complaints were particularly severe, he would pat her back while humming a lullaby he only half-remembered.

Eventually, he would hold her body tightly and engrave in his body the sweet scent and soft warmth felt in his arms, the regular breathing and the pounding heartbeat.

This was the first laziness Lionel had ever enjoyed in his life.

And when Cecilia woke up, they would have a late breakfast.

Apart from the handcuffs she had personally put on him, using a fork was no problem at all, but Lionel obediently only ate what Cecilia gave him.

“Do you like this? How about this? And this?”

If he said he liked everything, Cecilia would make a pouty expression, so Lionel had to say he didn’t want to eat at least one thing.

Confirming the overlapping parts between his own taste, which he hadn’t known himself, and Cecilia’s taste had become Lionel’s new hobby.

After finishing the meal, Cecilia would go to study magic, but before going, she would personally escort him to Duke Roheim’s office. As if she wouldn’t tolerate him going anywhere else.

“Father. Please keep a good watch on this person.”

“Of course, of course. Just trust this father.”

In fact, though they called it surveillance, what Duke Roheim and Lionel were doing was a handover of ducal duties.

“Where did we leave off yesterday? Ah, right. Today you can look at these documents.”

No, actually it was ambiguous to even call it a handover. Duke Roheim would immediately pass the documents he should review to Lionel, saying, “You’ve already done all this during your prince days, right?”

At first he only passed small and light documents, but when Lionel handled the documents quite well, he gradually began passing more complex documents.

What he passed today was an estate management report.

It wasn’t even a simplified document, but contained last year’s complete income and expenses, and tax collection details.

Reading through those items, Lionel wondered if this was right and asked Duke Roheim.

“Is it okay to show me this?”

“What could be wrong with it?”

Duke Roheim placed both hands on Lionel’s shoulders with a face full of benevolent smiles.

“Although you’ll ascend to the throne someday… no one knows whether that will be in 10 years or 20 years, right?”

Well, in Lionel’s opinion, his ascension to the throne probably wouldn’t be delayed that long.

But he couldn’t bear to crush Duke Roheim’s greatly inflated expectations, so he remained silent.

“At least 10 years… no, 5 years, no, even just 3 years! If you could take on the ducal duties long enough for me to enjoy a second honeymoon with my wife! I would be satisfied with that!”

“I see.”

“I couldn’t have any expectations from my daughter who only knows swords, my son who only knows books, or my youngest who only knows magic, but my expectations for my prospective son-in-law are very high.”

Duke Roheim’s hands gripping Lionel’s shoulders tightened with force.

“My prospective son-in-law wouldn’t do something like run away… would he?”

If he answered that he was thinking of running away, even as a joke, it seemed like he would be kidnapped and confined by Duke Roheim even before Cecilia.

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