The Obsessive Male Leads Want to Eat Me Alive - Chapter 72

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Chapter 72
“My Lady.
After hesitating countless times, fearing even these words might burden you, I finally take up my pen.
How startled you must have been last night, your heart as delicate as early spring leaves.
I wish to apologize.
Due to my clumsiness, I failed to truly understand the depths of your heart.
Though you must still be frightened, I dare to ask.
Please allow me to offer a proper apology and grant me the chance to clear up this misunderstanding.
If my sincerity reaches you…
Come to the ‘purple lilac tree by Talis Lake’.
Visit whenever your heart desires.
Even if you arrive late, it matters not.
For the time I spend waiting for you will always be a joy.”
The letter was written in elegant, aristocratic cursive, and I could almost hear his grave, quiet voice.
‘This reads exactly like a love letter from twenty years ago.’
It was a letter brimming with sincerity and carefulness, consideration and respect.
The choice of location was even romantic.
―Especially that part about it being fine if I arrived late.
‘He didn’t even specify a time.’
That meant come whenever, adjusted entirely to my schedule.
The waiting would be his burden.
And he wouldn’t say it lightly.
Last time too, this naive man waited for me beneath the Clock Tower despite my tardiness.
And he greeted me with a smile, not taking any credit for it at all….
“Wow, this is so confusing?”
I tilted my head in wonder.
This nerdy, shy, beautiful man Kine who sent this letter―
“It’s a gift. You wanted to raise an intelligent pet, didn’t you?”
Woof woof! Bark bark!
He was the same person who caged men like pigs and made them bark, then presented them as “pet gifts”—a mad murderer.
Moreover, he was the same Kine who gleefully scattered popcorn while joking around with his friends.
“It’s frightening. Sob sob.”
―I’m suspicious.
‘Is he really calling me to apologize?’
I recalled all the atrocities I’d committed against the head of Larva.
‘Treating him like a gullible pushover’ and pushing unsold date palm tarts on him.
Nitpicking over a small bread debt and working him as a day laborer (below minimum wage).
Even mooching meals off him. And saying I would’ve eaten even more if he were paying (my sparkling character).
And finally―
“Isn’t it truly terrifying and dreadful?”
Did I really curse at the head of Larva right in front of him…
‘Oh no, please save me.’
No matter how I thought about it, if the head of Larva kidnapped me to the Red Rose Headquarters and told me to experience romance for once, I’d have nothing to say in my defense.
But those weren’t the only things that happened.
“….”
Though I experienced it for only a short time, I saw many sides of him.
Kine, who came with beautiful apples to apologize and blushed in front of me.
Those large, tender shoulders that gently moved the child and covered him with a blanket when the little one fell into deep sleep.
The cute sight of him with his glasses fogging up as he sipped cocoa.
‘Was all of that really just an act?’
If he were going to kidnap me, he could have taken me away at any moment from where he stood.
He was the head of Larva, the most notorious intelligence broker guild.
‘And today, instead of coming himself, he sent a letter through the messenger Squirrel.’
It must have been because he was worried I’d be startled.
Certainly, he showed no intention of threatening me or causing harm—he was being genuinely careful.
“Mmm.”
Anette ended her brief deliberation.
Then, lowering her jade-green eyes, she smiled softly.
“Shall I go and hear what your master has to say?”
As Anette gently stroked the Squirrel, it hopped happily—pitter-patter, pitter-patter—as if it understood every word.
Anette quickly prepared and stepped outside.
The Squirrel with chubby cheeks followed behind her, swishing its fluffy tail.
After Bread and the Squirrel left.
A breeze blew through the window, rustling the paper stuck to the front page of the World Daily News.
As a result, it was slightly revealed.
―Today’s shocking headline.
「 The Crown Prince of Eldorado―Slaughtered the Fris Empire and seized victory.
Who is the ‘Anette’ he seeks? 」
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It took Sisrain only three hours to capture the Capital of the Fris Empire.
Everyone thought he was insane.
It was impossible.
The ‘demonic ability user’ who penetrated the heart of the Fris Empire using large-scale teleportation pierced through the empire’s core in one strike and subjugated the Emperor.
―Thus, three hours.
‘I knew the Crown Prince was extraordinary, but this is an unbelievable record.’
Duncan, Heinrich’s adjutant, received the news swiftly.
It was a record that would be etched into history.
To cut off the enemy’s lifeline in less than half a day after beginning the subjugation.
And right here, no less.
The outskirts of the Fris Empire didn’t even know a war had begun.
There simply hadn’t been time to inform her.
In truth, this place was peaceful—not a single sound of gunfire.
Duncan was currently camping near the coast of the Fris Empire alongside his master.
Click.
Duncan switched off the communication device and entered the tent at the campsite, where he addressed his master lying upon a bed that was far too luxurious and plush for camping—clearly infused with magical power.
“The Fris Empire has fallen, sir. The Grand Duke’s teleportation artifact has succeeded.”
Heinrich’s eyes opened slowly. Within those narrowed eyes, his violet gaze shimmered beautifully.
Shhhh—
My arrogant master lowered his eyelashes and brought his index finger to his lips, then exhaled gently.
A gesture meaning: be quiet.
“….”
Duncan bowed silently in apology.
But it seemed already too late.
A small, drowsy whimper emerged from within the blankets.
“Oh dear.”
Heinrich’s eyes curved with affection.
“She’s woken up.”
As Heinrich pulled back the luxurious red blanket, Duncan caught sight of what lay within and stiffened.
“…!”
There was a girl inside.
Hair as soft and golden as honey, eyes a fresh spring-green, a frame delicate as a fairy’s.
Duncan recognized the name of this girl, who appeared to be barely twelve years old.
‘Young Anette’.
A creation born from his master’s obsessive love and thirst—forged through deranged determination.
Not long ago.
“Is the Grand Duke still locked away?”
“…He hasn’t eaten or drunk anything for days now, completely absorbed. He’s forbidden everyone from entering, so I cannot go in.”
“How much time has passed?”
“It’s already been ten days, sir.”
I judged it impossible to wait any longer. My master was the type to see things through to their bitter end once fixated on something.
Even if it destroyed him in the process.
Especially regarding Young Anette—his obsession had only worsened.
Duncan steeled himself, prepared to lose his head if necessary, and opened the door.
Inside, a scene beyond imagination unfolded.
Heinrich knelt before a small girl—who appeared to be flesh and blood, a genuine human being—cradling her and whispering to her.
“I’ve finally found you…?”
Heinrich seemed even more unhinged than usual.
“Now we’ll never be apart, sister.”
Thus, this unparalleled genius had succeeded in creating the girl he loved.
To Duncan’s eyes, it was a rather chilling sight.
The ‘Anette’ that Heinrich created was Young Anette, but she shared a soul with the current Anette.
Strictly speaking, his creation was a magical artifact that accessed the soul.
Therefore, whatever the real Anette knew, this ‘Anette’ could also know.
After their passionate reunion.
Heinrich asked Anette the information he most desired.
“…Where are you hiding right now?”
From that point on, following Young Anette’s words, they set out on their journey.
If they’d known the coordinates outright, they could have teleported there, but that wasn’t possible. Anette was gradually growing closer to the ‘real Anette’, so she couldn’t reveal the location immediately.
Yet.
Rather, Heinrich seemed to be enjoying the process.
He was more vibrant than ever.
Just like now. Heinrich whispered tenderly to the girl nestled in his arms.
“You can sleep more, big sister.”
“Mmm… No. I want to get up.”
“Why?”
The girl held up one finger as she spoke.
“If I sleep too much in the evening, I won’t be able to sleep at night, so I can’t!”
“Ah, I see.”
Heinrich laughed quite delightfully.
The twelve-year-old girl was repeating the exact nagging she’d once given him.
“Then shall we get up and you tell me where to go next?”
“Okay.”
The two descended from the bed and walked outside hand in hand.
Duncan followed them like a shadow.
Countless stars shone in the night sky above the campsite perched on the cliff.
Splash, splash. The sound of waves striking the sheer cliff face drifted peacefully through the air.
The distinctive salty and refreshing scent of the night sea gently enveloped their senses.
Whiiiii―
The long wind swept past, tousling beautiful silver hair and the girl’s moonlit golden locks.
The girl, who had been gazing vacantly at the night sea, finally whispered.
“We’re almost there now.”
Young Anette raised her small hand.
And pointed in one direction with her index finger.
With perfect accuracy.
“‘I’ am hiding over there right now.”
The eyes of Heinrich and Duncan, who looked in that direction, widened simultaneously.
“…!”
“…!”

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