The Obsessive Male Lead Is Obsessed With Me! - Chapter 25

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Episode 25

I was rolling my eyes, thinking I’d rather have them curse at me, when it happened.

“That bastard….”

One of the maids suddenly cursed and gritted her teeth.

Seeing me flinch and shrug my shoulders in surprise, another startled maid poked her with her elbow, and belatedly realizing what she had said, she covered her mouth with her hand.

“I’m, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean that about Your Highness, I just suddenly thought of my ex-boyfriend!”

“No, it’s okay. I understand everything.”

Just how badly did they break up that just thinking about him for a moment made her curse automatically?

“I’m sure you’ll meet someone better.”

“No. I don’t need someone better. I’m just going to live alone until I die now.”

“That’s fine too! There are probably one or two other people around who’ve made the same resolution, so wouldn’t it be fun to all live together bustling about?”

The maid’s eyes widened as if she’d never thought of that, then she smiled brightly.

“That’s a really good idea!”

As I was laughing and chatting with the maids, I heard a knock on the door.

Only then realizing they were in the middle of work, the maids got up from their seats with “oops” expressions and stepped back.

But one of them, the red-haired maid who had left a strong impression with her “bastard” curse, whispered quietly to me.

‘Don’t worry. From now on, I’ll be your eyes and ears!’

Ah, no. I appreciate the sentiment, but the reason I came here is precisely because of those eyes and ears….

Before I could tell her it wasn’t necessary, the maids completely withdrew, and Lionel entered the reception room in slightly more casual attire than usual.

I stood up from my seat and paid my respects to Lionel.

“I greet the Second Prince.”

“…Cecil?”

Did I seem unfamiliar to him? Lionel stood still for a moment, then approached me again, escorted me, and had me sit back down.

Then he sat across from me and immediately spoke.

“I apologize.”

“Huh? Why are you suddenly apologizing?”

I’m the one who should be apologizing?

“I haven’t solved the homework Cecil gave me yesterday yet.”

“Homework? …Ah, that?”

When he mentioned the homework I gave him yesterday, I recalled the notebook Lionel had been diligently writing in, and the blue bird that had been running around energetically on that notebook with ink-stained feet.

Right, that damn blue bird.

‘Don’t tell me he still hasn’t been caught?’

Judging by his expression, nothing seemed wrong, but the problem was that Lionel’s face always looked exactly the same, making it impossible to judge based on this one fact alone.

If only I had a way to know what temperature his hidden feelings behind that face might be right now.

I hesitated, then said to Lionel.

“You don’t need to worry about that. It’s not something Your Highness needs to apologize for either.”

“I am concerned about it. Why were you angry?”

Lionel spoke clearly. His voice was so firm that I wondered if he was the one who was angry, so I cautiously watched his reaction.

“Why does that concern you?”

“I need to know the reason so I won’t make you angry next time.”

Oh, no. That was his reason?

‘I’m such trash for being petty!’

Why do I keep shrinking in front of this man? Why is this person so sincere that he makes me embarrassed?

I was unnecessarily twisting my hair with my fingers and glanced at Lionel’s neat face.

“…Should I really tell you honestly?”

“Yes. That would be helpful for reference.”

“Then…. You won’t tease me for being childish?”

“I won’t tease you.”

Ah, this is really embarrassing to death. I hesitated, then answered.

“There are many flowers that mean pretty…. But you specifically gave me flowers with meanings like gratitude or kindness, so I wondered, am I not pretty? I just got sulky by myself.”

I cautiously watched Lionel’s reaction.

“It’s more childish than you thought, right?”

“It’s not childish.”

Lionel shook his head and looked straight into my eyes as he spoke.

“Cecil is pretty.”

“Huh?”

Su, suddenly?

“I gave you flowers with meanings of gratitude and kindness because I thought conveying the feelings I had toward you was more important than the obvious fact that you’re pretty.”

Oh my.

‘He said me being pretty is obvious….’

Actually, it’s something I hear often, I do hear it from my family every few days!

But hearing it from someone who would never say empty words made me feel really good. Extremely good.

My nose wanted to shoot up to the sky. I calmed my excited mood with a cough and said.

“Of course that is an obvious fact, but I like hearing compliments about being pretty.”

“I understand.”

“But if you do it too often, it’ll lose its impact. I’m always pretty, but please only compliment me when you feel I’m particularly prettier than usual.”

“I understand.”

“Ahem.”

Somehow I trusted him. This man really thinks I’m pretty normally, and when I’m particularly pretty, he’ll really give me compliments saying I’m pretty.

‘If something comes, something should go too.’

I looked at Lionel sitting there with an innocent face and said in a coy tone.

“Your Highness is handsome too.”

“I see.”

Lionel nodded without much interest, as if that wasn’t very important, and brought up another topic.

“But why has your way of addressing me changed since earlier?”

“Huh? Ah.”

I just called him Your Highness.

If you ask why, the reason was obvious.

‘Because I have something to feel guilty about…!’

It was similar to how you normally speak casually to your parents but use formal speech when you’ve done something wrong and are about to be scolded.

I rolled my eyes this way and that, then sent everyone in the room outside.

“I’m going to have an important personal conversation with Your Highness. Everyone please step aside.”

“Yes, understood.”

The head maid and several attendants lingered as if curious about the conversation Lionel and I would have, but when Uni quickly answered and left, they had no choice but to follow her out.

After being left alone with Lionel, I took a deep breath.

“I’ll tell you now. Actually, I have something to confess.”

“Yes. Go ahead.”

“Well, you see….”

Ha, but now that I’m about to say it, I can’t bring myself to open my mouth. I just fidgeted with my fingers, watched Lionel’s reaction, then carefully opened my mouth.

“Did you pick up anything in your bedroom this morning?”

“Pick up something?”

“…A magic tool.”

“A magic tool?”

I really don’t know if he genuinely doesn’t know or if he’s playing dumb. I gave up on subtly probing and just said it outright.

“You know, that blue bird that flew into Your Highness’s bedroom. It probably ran out of magic and turned into a stone….”

“Ah.”

Only then, as if understanding what I was talking about, Lionel took something out of his pocket.

“Do you mean this?”

“Yes. That’s right…huh?”

The magic tool Lionel was carefully holding was in the shape of a blue bird.

Not the appearance of the stone chunk I had carved into the shape of a bird, but the appearance of a blue bird with the illusion magic still intact.

‘What? Wasn’t my mana completely depleted?’

Or did he realize that wasn’t an ordinary stone but a magic stone and inject mana into it? So the illusion magic activated again?

‘Either way, the moment he touched it with his hands, he must have definitely noticed it wasn’t a living bird…’

Why is he sitting there so calmly? Isn’t this the timing when he should be interrogating me about what my intention was in sending him something like this?

“Um, may I ask you something first?”

“Yes.”

“What is that ribbon tied around the blue bird’s neck?”

That blue bird was definitely the magical tool I made, but the purple lace ribbon tied around its neck was something I’d never seen before.

“It’s a lace ribbon my nanny knitted for me when I was young. I heard she wove it with magical thread so it wouldn’t fray even after a long time.”

“I see… But why did you tie that ribbon on it?”

“There’s no particular reason. Just, one last time…”

Lionel, uncharacteristically trailing off his words, closed his mouth.

The sight of him stroking the beak of the bird, which was now still and motionless, with his fingertips looked somehow lonely, making it difficult to ask anything more.

‘I think I touched a painful wound again…’

“I’m sorry. I’ve committed a mortal sin.”

“What do you suddenly mean by that?”

“No, not suddenly… That magical tool is mine.”

“I see.”

Lionel didn’t seem surprised by that fact, as if he had already guessed from our earlier conversation.

Now I thought he would ask me what kind of magic was cast on this magical tool, what my reason was for sending it to his bedroom, questions like that.

But that expectation was spectacularly wrong.

“It’s not moving at all now, but was it Cecil who controlled the bird?”

“Yes… I did that.”

“How? Were you near my bedroom last night?”

“No. I was in my room. …The thing is, this magical tool is actually a real-time video transmission communicator.”

“What?”

I quickly spoke before Lionel could brand me as a spy.

Right! Rather than that!

“Actually! I wanted to monitor whether Your Highness had other women!”

I’m becoming an obsessive female lead!

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