The Obsessive Male Leads Want to Eat Me Alive - Chapter 10

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Chapter 10
But it was exactly as I had anticipated.
Marquis Corel suffered from severe health anxiety and couldn’t tolerate anything that threatened his wellbeing.
He was a man who genuinely feared every single day that he would contract an illness and die.
In the original story, when a servant bumped into him while carrying garbage, he threw a fit, claiming the man had tried to assassinate him.
His logic was that if rats had gnawed on that garbage, he could have contracted rat-borne diseases and died.
In short, he was a “disease” incarnate.
And now, here stood a man coughing, fresh from a plague-stricken region….
“Of course the child belongs to The Forest! How utterly shameless. This trial is concluded!”
Deep despair settled across Putolio’s face.
His entire future—whether he would recover or plummet into ruin—hinged entirely on the outcome of this trial.
And how confidently he must have arrived, certain of victory.
As if he’d just received a death sentence, Putolio turned ashen and cried out.
“P-Please, my lord, reconsider!”
Putolio crawled across the floor on his belly and clung desperately to Marquis Corel’s trouser leg.
The Marquis recoiled as if he’d spotted a cockroach.
“Let go! Release me at once!”
“How can you be so heartless? We’ve had dealings together all this time, and I—cough—surely that counts for something…!”
“My dealings with you are finished forever. I was already reluctant to meet with someone from a plague-ridden region, and now you’ve brought the disease here!”
Marquis Corel’s face flushed crimson. His fury was palpable.
“This is nothing short of an attempt on my life! I hereby sentence you to banishment and a fine of one billion gold!”
“One billion gold?!”
“If you cannot pay the fine, you will be tortured and sentenced to hard labor for life until the debt is settled!”
Putolio cried out in despair.
“My lord! You cannot do this to me!!!”
Marquis Corel shrieked in disgust.
“Guards, throw this man out at once!”
The Marquis’s guards rushed forward and dragged Putolio outside by force.
“My lord, please…! Save me! Nooooo, let me go, you brutes!”
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‘Lulu, we did it.’
I hummed cheerfully as I slipped away from the scene.
Marquis Corel would likely suffer from trauma for months because of his temperament. Putolio would pay dearly for the sins he’d committed with his sharp tongue and cruel hands.
Most importantly, I was thrilled that I didn’t have to send Sisrain away.
Now it was time to fulfill my promise to Mimosa with a clear conscience.
That evening.
The three-day deadline Mimosa had set was coming to an end.
I visited her room with Sisrain.
“I’ve come to keep my promise, ma’am.”
Mimosa examined Sisrain thoroughly with her sharp golden eyes.
I swallowed hard, tension coiling through me.
By my standards, Sisrain was now in impeccable condition.
“Sisrain, the Marquis who tormented you will never set foot here again. So now there’s only one person you need to overcome.”
“…Who is that?”
“Yourself!”
The version of you that fears water.
This was no longer a matter between him and the Marquis—it had become his own personal battle.
Sisrain understood my words, his expression hardening with resolve.
Moments later.
When Sisrain emerged from the Bathroom, he was absolutely radiant and pristine. It was genuinely moving.
His black hair carried a pleasant fragrance, his skin was smooth and pale, and even his small hands and feet were impeccably clean.
They say he carries royal blood—surely I’m not mistaken in sensing such refinement in a child…?
‘The cleanliness buff is definitely working.’
To my eyes, Sisrain was breathtakingly beautiful—but what did Mimosa think?
After conducting an emotionless, piercing inspection, Mimosa lowered her cane and spoke.
“Perfect.”
Yes! We did it!
Joy flooded across my face, impossible to conceal.
“As promised, there will be no punishment.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
“However, should you violate the School Rules again…”
Her golden eyes gleamed with severity.
“Know that I will show absolutely no mercy next time.”
The moment I left Mimosa’s room, I pulled Sisrain into an embrace and bounced on my heels.
I was simply overjoyed.
“Sisrain, you don’t need to hide anywhere anymore! Let’s make friends, eat delicious food, and live well!”
“…”
For some reason, Sisrain’s ears had turned red.
“Anette, thank you.”
I smiled warmly.
“You don’t need to thank me. None of this would have been possible without your courage.”
I couldn’t help but reach out and touch his clean, fluffy hair.
My chest swelled with pride.
‘It seems I’ve finally achieved my first goal.’
I had set two objectives from the beginning.
First, to help Sisrain live comfortably in The Forest like the other children.
Second, to improve the relationship between Heinrich and Sisrain.
Now that Sisrain could live freely in The Forest, I just needed to focus on mending the bond between the two boys.
‘After that, the extra character exits the stage.’
I could simply enjoy watching their happy ending from a distance.
Hehe, just thinking about it feels so comfortable and wonderful.
But before that….
“Sisrain, your hair is getting too long. It keeps poking you in the eyes. Let me cut it for you!”
“…What?”
“I’m going to borrow some scissors. You go on ahead to the Secret Hideout.”
Anette left those words and scurried down the Corridor with such urgency, as if she couldn’t wait another moment.
Left alone, Sisrain watched the Corridor where she had vanished, then placed a hand over his chest.
He felt his heart pounding fiercely.
…What was this feeling?
The scent of the girl lingered at the tip of his nose—a delicate, warm fragrance reminiscent of lilac. Even in her absence, her essence seemed to permeate his very lungs.
“….”
When his gaze drifted toward the window where light poured in, a ticklish spring breeze swept through, rustling the boy’s long hair as it passed.
It was his first time. This kind of anticipation.
As he recalled her round, jade-green eyes, her cheerful voice seemed to reach him on the wind.
“From now on, you’re staying with me, Sisrain.”
The boy’s lips trembled as he repeated those precious words.
“Staying… with you.”
His ears had already ripened to a summer-apricot red.
I promise too, Anette.
No matter where you are, I will always return to your side….
The boy spoke her name aloud. That name where his tongue lingered long against the roof of his mouth before fading away.
The one that made his mouth taste sweet after speaking it,
“Anette….”
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“Come now, please have a seat. How would you like me to cut it?”
I held up silver scissors and asked while Sisrain sat down.
Stop just blinking and give me an answer, please.
“Yes? First, you want me to cut this bangs that pokes your eyes? You’re looking for a handsome and cute hairstyle!”
“…I don’t really care.”
“Yes, I’ll make you look incredibly cute and handsome!”
Heinrich spoke from where he sat on the high railing, watching me embody the role of a hair salon director.
“Just cut it roughly. No matter how you cut it, he’ll still look like a beast.”
“…Heinrich.”
I narrowed my eyes slightly to give him a hint, and his violet eyes turned away sharply, clearly displeased.
“You’re supposed to cut only my hair anyway.”
“Hmm, but I’ve cut Julian’s and Shasha’s hair before?”
The arrogant, impertinent gaze beneath his silver hair narrowed.
“That’s different.”
I nodded as if to say, ah yes, I understand now.
‘What’s the difference?’
The jealousy of children is a peculiar thing.
Then I licked my upper left lip with my tongue and focused on cutting his hair.
I’d been wanting to trim those shaggy bangs for the longest time.
Snip, snip—
In the quiet, I heard only breathing and the soft sound of scissors cutting through hair.
My mood lifted inexplicably—watching those jet-black strands drift down like rain.
Seeing the boy’s face with those dark lashes spread like a fan.
“Open your eyes.”
I whispered softly, and the boy obeyed.
His lashes rose slowly, revealing crimson eyes that gazed at me.
This was the first time I’d seen his eyes uncovered from this close.
My reflection shimmered in his pupils.
“Beautiful.”
That’s when Sisrain whispered it. Then he smiled faintly and cupped my cheek.
“Anette.”
I stared at Sisrain, dumbfounded.
…Good heavens, that smile of his. If he grows just a little more, he’ll have the whole world wrapped around his finger.
With one spoonful of surprise and one spoonful of bewilderment, I found myself rambling slightly.
“…Huh? I’m not pretty at all, I’m telling you.”
“Hey!”
Thud-thud-thud—right then, Heinrich appeared, planting himself on the chair where Sisrain had been sitting.
With Sisrain bouncing off to the side, Heinrich folded his arms arrogantly and lowered his gaze.
“Move over, it’s my turn now.”
“…But you just had your hair cut not long ago.”
“No way, look! My hair’s gotten so long it looks messy.”
That doesn’t appear to be the case at all.
Still, I had to humor this attention-seeking little chihuahua who only had eyes for me.
“Fine, Heinrich.”
Snip, snip—
Sisrain gave me a puzzled look as I made cutting motions through the air, but I silently mouthed “shh” and asked him to pretend not to notice.
Then I made careful snipping sounds all around.
“There, all done. Our Heinrich.”
I held up the mirror and smiled sweetly.
“How does it look?”
In the mirror, the silver-haired boy with violet eyes scrutinized his own face intently.
Had he noticed?
I waited with some anxiety, but Heinrich’s lips curved up in satisfaction as he spoke.
“…Now it’s actually worth looking at.”
‘Sigh, you foolish dummy.’

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