The Obsessive Male Lead Is Obsessed With Me! - Chapter 110

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Episode 110

“I’d like to buy some flowers.”

“Ah.”

Near the entrance of the opera house, countless people were selling various flowers, from girls with flower baskets tucked under their arms to men pulling flower carts.

This was because it was fashionable for audience members to send flowers to their favorite actors.

‘Come to think of it, they said the number of bouquets received that day determines an actor’s popularity.’

I watched with curious eyes as Lionel stood in front of the largest flower cart, carefully selecting flowers with a serious expression.

It was fascinating both that this man knew about such trends and that he was purchasing flowers according to them.

‘Since we’re here anyway, should I buy some flowers too?’

While I was carefully looking at the flowers on the cart wondering what would be good, Lionel beside me seemed to have made his choice and was purchasing flowers.

“Here you are, sir. But the flowers are a bit… they seem too mixed up. Is that alright?”

“It’s fine.”

‘Huh? Just how did he buy those flowers?’

When I turned my head to check, Lionel’s bouquet was quite large even by rough estimation.

And just as the flower cart owner said, the flowers in the bouquet were mixed without any unity in color or type.

Seeing how he brings flowers from Mother’s bedroom every day to change the vase in my bedroom, his aesthetic sense isn’t usually bad, so why did he make such a bouquet today?

‘Let’s see… Cattleya, pink roses, daisies, patrinia…’

Wait? These flowers surely… don’t they all have meanings related to beauty?

“This is a gift, Liri.”

While I was pondering the flower language of each bloom, the large bouquet was thrust into my arms.

I looked at Lionel in bewilderment for a moment.

“This is for me?”

“Yes.”

“Ah…”

Not for someone else, but for me.

I felt both my cheeks flush warmly. Holding the bouquet tightly, I looked up at Lionel and asked.

“So, the flower language of these flowers… you mean they’re about me?”

“Yes.”

I really loved how this man never hesitated or pondered when I asked him something.

As I buried my face in the large bouquet and smelled the mixed fragrance of the jumbled flowers, I suddenly burst into laughter.

The fact that he focused only on the flower language and ended up with a bouquet that looked so mismatched actually made his intentions for this bouquet crystal clear.

Who wouldn’t be happy to be called beautiful by their fiancé?

My heart fluttered pleasantly. I felt incredibly giddy.

I smiled shyly and asked him.

“Am I that pretty? Pretty enough to deserve such an enormous flower gift?”

“Yes.”

“Oh my, really.”

Why does he have to give such definitive answers and make a person embarrassed?

I could tell without looking. Both my cheeks must have turned apple-red. Unable to contain the smile spreading across my face, I ended up beaming at Lionel.

“Thank you. I’ll dry this bouquet carefully and treasure it…”

“Liri.”

“Yes?”

He suddenly called me but then said nothing.

As I tilted my head slightly as if asking what was wrong while meeting the eyes of Lionel who was just staring at me, Lionel opened his mouth.

“I want to kiss you.”

“Whaaaat?”

S-suddenly?

While I was flustered and flailing, Lionel leaned his head toward me.

If I stayed still, it would be the perfect angle for our lips to meet.

Too shocked to move, I froze as he closed the distance until my bangs could touch his forehead, and he whispered a question.

“May I?”

“…No, no, you can’t!”

How many people are watching right now!

I stepped back and looked around, and sure enough, everyone nearby was looking at us.

The people who had been making “oh my” sounds and watching us with interested eyes quickly turned their heads when I looked their way.

Even so, they kept sneaking expectant glances, apparently hoping I would actually kiss Lionel right here in the middle of the street in broad daylight.

They were truly fitting audience members for 【The Fateful Encounter of Lady Red Salvia】.

“L-let’s go this way first.”

I grabbed Lionel’s hand and hurried into the theater. Fortunately, Lionel obediently let me drag him along.

“Welcome, Lady Cecilia Roheim, Your Highness the Second Prince. Welcome to the Rosebloom Opera Theater.”

Somehow knowing I was coming, the opera house’s general manager came out to the lobby to greet us both.

Our visit to the opera house seemed to be promotional material for the general manager too. His eyes sparkled as if he might set off fireworks, so I quickly made a request.

“We’d like to watch the performance starting later, could you guide us to a box seat?”

“Of course. I’ll escort you to the VVIP box seat.”

Fortunately, perhaps because it was daytime, there weren’t many people inside the theater.

Lionel and I were guided to a spacious box seat without encountering anyone.

“Please sit here. Do you need any beverages or refreshments?”

“We’re fine. We’ll call if we need anything.”

“Yes. Then I hope you have a wonderful time.”

The general manager left, and the door closed along with the curtain at the entrance we came through.

Unless I rang the bell, neither the curtain nor the door would open, so this box seat was practically like a secluded room.

I sat on the long sofa-like chair placed in the center of the box seat, set the bouquet down on the left, and patted the right seat to make Lionel sit.

“Lionel, everyone was listening back there, how could you say something like that?”

“Is that a problem?”

“Of course it is! Because it’s embarrassing!”

Even if I asked whether he wasn’t embarrassed about kissing me in front of everyone watching, he would surely answer ‘I’m not embarrassed.’

Does this man even know what embarrassment feels like?

That face, which barely changes expression no matter what he says normally, must have a very thick iron plate installed.

I glared at Lionel resentfully and let out a light sigh.

“Fine. Then let’s make a signal.”

“What kind of signal?”

“When you suddenly want to kiss me in a crowded place, hold my hand like this…”

I interlaced my fingers with Lionel’s and gently rubbed his knuckles with my thumb.

“Like this. Rub the back of my hand. If I think it’s absolutely not okay here, I’ll squeeze your hand tight. Then you have to hold back. Got it?”

Lionel nodded.

“What about the opposite case?”

“In the opposite case…”

I rolled my eyes around and cleared my throat lightly.

“I’ll take you somewhere that seems okay and do it for you. Understand?”

“I understand.”

Lionel gently rubbed the back of my interlaced hand with his thumb.

Even though he only moved his thumb, half of the back of my hand was rubbed.

Newly aware of the size difference between his and my hands, I became embarrassed for no reason and quickly nodded.

“Right. That’s how you do it.”

However, even though I had nodded, Lionel continued rubbing the back of my hand.

“You said to do it like this… Ah.”

Under Lionel’s gaze quietly looking into my eyes, I belatedly realized his intention.

‘His learning ability is really quite fast.’

After this, if he calls me slow, who would believe that?

I cleared my throat with a few coughs and looked around.

Naturally, there was no one else in this box seat, and there was still no one on the stage below the railing where the view was completely open.

But just in case.

When I got up from my seat and closed the curtain by the railing facing the stage, suddenly there was a chirping sound from behind.

“Ruda?”

“Chirp chirp.”

As if saying he would keep watch for us, Ruda sat on the railing between the curtain gaps and brought both wings up over his eyes.

He was acting this way because of me, of course. Feeling embarrassed as if my inner thoughts had been discovered, I returned to my seat as if nothing had happened.

And as I was about to sit in the seat next to Lionel, he reached out and wrapped his arm around my waist, seating me on his lap.

“May I kiss you now?”

His eyes had already sunk into unfathomable depths, yet his voice asking for permission was politely gentlemanly.

Instead of answering, I quietly closed my eyes.

A moment later. The lips that came rushing to meet mine like flint catching fire were wild enough that they couldn’t be called a gentleman’s even as a mere formality.

But… well…

‘That’s why I like it.’

Every time our breaths overlapped, every time the hand around my waist tightened, every time our interlocked fingers naturally deepened their connection.

I could tell how desperately this man wanted me. I liked that raw expression of affection.

Was this man feeling the same way I was?

Hoping that he was, I pressed my body even closer into his embrace.

“Chirp, chirp, chirp!”

That day, despite having come all the way to the opera house, all we heard the entire time was Ruda’s cheerful humming.

So while we never found out what kind of fateful encounter the Red Salvia Lady had, at least the two of us shared a fateful kiss, so today’s date could be called a success.

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