The Obsessive Male Lead Is Obsessed With Me! - Chapter 16

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Episode 16

“I don’t think it’s mine. Didn’t Cecil just tell me to say that?”

“No, you have to keep insisting! Once I gave it, that’s it! That’s rightfully mine! Give it back! Hold out your hand!”

“….”

Lionel made an expression like he had no idea what this was all about, then held out his hand to me and said.

“It’s mine. Please give it back.”

“If a similar situation happens in the future, will you say this again?”

“…Do I have to?”

“You have to!”

“Why?”

“Because you’re frustrating me!”

If we exchanged this kind of dialogue just one more time, I felt like I could breathe fire from my mouth.

Whether he knew how I felt or not, Lionel looked down at the almond cookie that had returned to his palm and nodded his head.

“I’ll try my best.”

“Yes, let’s start with trying at least….”

I swallowed the rising sigh inwardly and watched Lionel eat his cookie, then seeing his cup was empty, I picked up the teapot.

“Oh my, the cookie is making me thirsty. But the teapot is in my hands. What should I do?”

“It’s fine. I’m not thirsty.”

“No, that’s not it! Ask me for it!”

“I’m not thirsty, so there’s no need….”

“Ask for it!”

“Please give it to me.”

Ha, really.

I swear on my own name.

I’ll turn this pushover frustrating fool into a proper person somehow!

* * *

After stubbornly making Lionel say “please give me” about ten times and leaving the Second Prince’s Palace.

As I cooled my face in the cold wind blowing, I suddenly came to my senses.

‘Wait a minute. What exactly did I just teach the future obsessive male lead?’

Could it be that I just dug my own grave?

Did I turn someone who would have grown up to be just a decent pushover into an obsessive male lead?

“Miss? What’s suddenly wrong?”

“Huh? Oh no, it’s nothing….”

No! That can’t be!

I only did a good deed. I just taught someone who couldn’t stand up for himself to say “please give me.”

If someone’s personality changes because of that one phrase, then it can only be explained as their hidden true nature being revealed!

“Uni, what story you heard has become incredibly important. Tell me quickly.”

I quickly took Eunice with me and got into the carriage.

Eunice knocked on the carriage wall to signal the coachman to depart, then told me the story she heard from the aides inside the slowly moving carriage.

“First, to give you an overall assessment…. They said he’s a superior who’s easy to work with.”

“A superior who’s easy to work with?”

That’s impossible. Wasn’t that like a mythical unicorn? Such a person actually exists?

“In what sense is he easy to work with?”

“First, he’s rational, efficient, and if there are inadequacies, he rejects them with valid reasons…. Even when suddenly heavy workloads pour in, rather than pushing work onto his subordinates, he’s the type to work overtime himself.”

Wow, that would really be easy to work with.

“What about personally? He’s not actually a personality disaster or anything like that?”

“There was no such talk…. But as a common opinion, they said he’s indifferent.”

“Indifferent?”

“Yes. Not only does he not have private meetings, but he apparently doesn’t engage in any personal conversation even during work.”

“Hmm…. But isn’t that natural rather than a flaw?”

Eunice nodded as if she thought the same.

“Perhaps that was the most they could say in front of a young lady’s maid.”

“That’s true.”

The other party was competent aides working with the prospective crown prince. Of course they’d have the sense to distinguish between what they could and couldn’t say.

‘As expected, to dig out more intimate details beyond this, I have no choice but to use that method?’

-Clatter

“Huh?”

“The carriage suddenly stopped…. I’ll find out what’s going on.”

While Eunice opened the small window in the carriage wall to ask the coachman what was happening, I slightly pulled back the curtain to look outside.

‘We haven’t left the Imperial Palace yet, so what’s going on?’

As I wondered who could stop Roheim’s carriage, the most unpleasant face came to mind first.

‘Come to think of it, it’s been quiet lately?’

Did my fountain pen warning actually work? Honestly, I was worried that because of what I did, he’d get even more worked up and deliberately cause more trouble.

“Miss. They say the Temple’s carriage is currently passing through the Imperial Palace’s main gate.”

“The Temple?”

Ah, then we have to yield.

Usually those of lower rank would automatically yield to those of higher rank, but the Temple’s carriage was an exception.

This empire was a country where the next emperor was decided by divine oracle. Strictly speaking, divine authority was stronger than imperial authority.

Of course, that didn’t mean the Temple interfered in every aspect of imperial politics.

The Temple wanted only one thing: for the divine oracle to be fulfilled.

Therefore, the Temple spared no effort in providing support in every way so that the imperial family could live according to the destiny arranged by God….

“Come to think of it, I’m curious about something.”

“What is it, Miss?”

“That divine oracle of destiny, it doesn’t only come to the imperial family, but exceptionally comes to other people once in a while too, right?”

It was a question I asked without much thought, suddenly remembering as I watched the Temple’s carriage pass by.

But Eunice, who had nodded with a loyal face even when I asked her to investigate the Second Prince, asked me back with a stiff expression.

“Why are you suddenly asking about that?”

“Huh? …No, it just suddenly occurred to me. Why? Is this something I shouldn’t ask about?”

“No, it’s not that….”

Eunice seemed to have something she wanted to ask me, watching my reaction and moving her lips, then eventually gave an answer to my question.

“Usually…. In the case of people with noble destinies who will mark turning points in history, God exceptionally tells them in advance the direction of the path they will walk.”

“Great destiny? For example?”

“Becoming a victorious general who leads wars to victory, or becoming a pharmacist who develops medicine to cure plagues….”

Eunice, who had trailed off as if recalling memories, slowly made eye contact with me and said.

“Or becoming an empress.”

“Huh? Empress?”

I don’t think that’s someone who should be placed alongside a general who led wars to victory and a pharmacist who cured plagues?

“I also heard it as a rumor somewhere, so I don’t know well. Maybe I heard it wrong.”

“You probably heard it wrong.”

“That must be it, right?”

Eunice smiled with a somehow relieved expression, and I nodded. No matter how I think about it, empress doesn’t seem worthy of receiving an oracle.

“But you know, the divine oracle appears as light when a child is born, and a bishop or archbishop makes it into a stone tablet.”

“Yes. That’s why His Holiness the Pope must always be present when imperial children are born.”

“But there aren’t always bishops present when other people give birth, right? If an oracle comes down but there’s no bishop, what happens? Does the light just disappear?”

“I heard it doesn’t disappear until a bishop-level cleric comes to make it into a stone tablet.”

“Then if you hide that stone tablet well, no one would know even if someone received an oracle?”

“Probably…. That would be the case.”

“Hmm, I see.”

Anyway, oracle or whatever, there was something more important than that right now.

Confirming whether this world was really the world I saw in the novel, and whether Lionel was really that male lead who would turn dark and become a tyrant in the future.

To do that…

‘As expected, I have no choice but to use that method.’

* * *

“Wow, what a beautiful carriage.”

Nicole, who had been sitting with her eyes gently closed and her hands clasped on her knees wrapped around long rosary beads, lifted her head at the innocent voice coming from across her.

The young girl who noticed that movement was startled and quickly covered her mouth with both hands!

“I’m sorry, Bishop Nicole. I didn’t mean to interrupt your prayer…”

“It’s alright, Eve. I had just finished praying.”

In truth, she hadn’t been praying at all. She had simply been trying to calm her nervous heart while imagining what might happen here today.

But in the end, she had failed to settle her mind.

Since they had almost reached their destination anyway, Nicole smiled warmly to comfort Eve, who was making a dejected expression.

Reassured by that smile, Eve brightened up and began chattering again.

“The building is so beautiful too… Bishop Nicole, the First Prince we’re going to meet must surely be a very wonderful person, right?”

“Yes, I’m sure he will be.”

“I’m so excited, hehe.”

As she conversed with Eve, the tension that had been strangling her neck gradually subsided.

Thanks to this, Nicole was able to face the First Prince with a more peaceful expression.

“May God’s blessings be upon you. It is my first time meeting you, Your Highness the First Prince. I am Nicole, who humbly holds the position of Bishop.”

“It, it’s my first time meeting you. I am Eve, Bishop Nicole’s attendant and apprentice priestess!”

“I’ve been quite curious, you know.”

“Pardon?”

However, Cayen didn’t respond to Nicole and Eve’s greetings and spoke in a cold voice.

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