The Obsessive Male Leads Want to Eat Me Alive - Chapter 82

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Chapter 82
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“Look at me, sweetheart.”
Heinrich cradled my cheeks, lamenting that he couldn’t see my eyes even for a moment, and tilted my face toward him.
To a child who had broken a promise… Heinrich declared he would administer punishment.
Did he really insist on meeting my gaze while delivering this punishment?
I finally managed to open my eyes and look at him.
Heinrich, viewed from mere inches away, was strikingly, incomparably beautiful.
‘Disturbingly, impossibly handsome.’
…He’d grown far more refined than in the original story.
I realized my time in the Forest hadn’t been entirely wasted.
By now, in the original narrative, Heinrich should have been languishing in prison under false accusations of treason, gaunt and broken.
But in this altered reality, Heinrich was undeniably transformed.
A Grand Duke, a magical artifact prodigy, and wealthy besides.
―He looked happy.
‘Except for being slightly unhinged.’
“Sister.”
His voice was sweet enough to melt.
Heinrich’s eyes lifted like a male cat intent on pursuing a female.
“Tell me—what punishment would you like to receive?”
“…I don’t want any punishment.”
As if there could be any punishment I’d willingly accept, Heinrich.
When I spoke calmly, he let out a low laugh.
“But you locked me away and left.”
Only then did our final parting resurface in my memory. How much Heinrich had wept that day.
“Sister, you’re lying, aren’t you? …Why did you prepare something like this!!! Are you really trying to abandon me?”
Heedless of his own bleeding knuckles, he pounded against the barrier I’d erected, clinging desperately.
His pitiful face, violet eyes brimming with tears that fell in steady drops.
“You said you’d be with me on my birthday, that you’d stay with me.”
“….”
“Liar.”
The memory ached. Just as it had ten years ago that day.
That winter, on the birthday he’d spent alone without me—how lonely must Heinrich have been?
“As punishment, this time I should lock you away.”
“…!”
In an instant, I snapped to attention, looked at Heinrich, and urgently shook my head.
At my alarmed reaction, Heinrich’s beautiful eyes widened with delight.
“Why not?”
“….”
“You should experience being trapped too. I won’t do anything wrong.”
…Imprisoning someone isn’t a bad thing?
Just how extraordinarily terrible are the things you consider “bad,” Heinrich?
I cursed God inwardly.
‘Dear God, there are far too many people trying to kidnap and imprison me.’
―Isn’t this going too far, no matter how you look at it?
Take a number and wait your turn, Heinrich.
I need to get locked up by Sisrain first, it seems.
But since I couldn’t actually say that, I lowered my eyes obediently.
“I’m sorry. I had my reasons back then.”
Heinrich’s face hardened coldly.
“Does that excuse justify abandoning me?”
“…I had no choice.”
I slowly cupped Heinrich’s cheek in my hand.
At that single gentle touch, his expression softened immediately.
Heinrich gazed at me, his eyes glistening with tender emotion.
“You have no idea how much I missed you.”
I gently grasped the hand holding me and turned to face Heinrich directly.
Then I met his eyes and smiled.
“I know.”
“…That’s a lie. You don’t know at all.”
Yet even as he said this, Heinrich clung to me, nestling into my embrace.
Despite being much taller, he held me like a child—like an eleven-year-old boy.
Strangely, it didn’t feel unfamiliar to me at all.
Even after being apart for so long, I harbored something special for Heinrich.
The illusion that the ten-odd years of separation were naturally bridged.
But it was just that—an illusion.
I mustn’t forget that Heinrich could be dangerous.
‘Provoking Heinrich right now would be problematic.’
―A simple life lesson.
Don’t provoke the temperament of a madman with 580 billion on your head.
“I won’t leave again.”
I whispered against his flushed ear.
“…Sister.”
Heinrich seemed deeply moved.
Normally, of course, I would never make such a promise. But.
‘I can’t leave anyway. Not with this wrist.’
So it was important to use this unavoidable situation to calm down this deranged chihuahua.
But then.
Heinrich’s beautiful eyes pierced through me relentlessly.
“That promise not to leave…you mean it this time?”
Mm, hmm.
It feels like I made a reckless promise.
Why does this feel dangerous?
“You promised, Anette.”
“…Yes!”
And I can’t very well take it back now, especially when my wrist is already bound by invisible chains.
I answered quickly.
Heinrich toyed with my hand while his crimson lips moved softly and deliberately.
“If you break your promise this time, you’ll be punished, older sister.”
His eyes, sharp and elegant enough to look dangerous, lifted at the corners.
“Then I’ll do something bad too.”
“….”
Heinrich, please don’t say such terrifying things while smiling so beautifully.
Once I’d calmed down the thoroughly excited Heinrich, what came next?
Since childhood, there had always been one answer.
Feed him something delicious.
“…Heinrich, shall we have some milk tea together?”
I wasn’t sure if this would still work.
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The road from the Northern Region to Bayonere.
It was a journey that required taking the official teleportation gate three times.
The magical messenger squirrel with special power appeared at the western teleportation point where the Desert lay.
Kyle received the letter there after being buffeted by desert winds, and gave the squirrel water to drink.
A reply had come from Anette.
「When do you think you’ll receive this letter?
The tail of the squirrel that ran from the Snowy Plain is brave and full of presence.
Like a small squirrel boy, somehow.
Don’t get hurt. 」
A happy smile bloomed at the corners of Kyle’s mouth.
He was absurdly happy.
That she would worry about him not getting hurt—it felt as though he’d gain the strength to defeat every monster in the world without a scratch.
Especially when he saw the little cheering bear she’d drawn at the bottom in her distinctive style, his heart ached.
Kyle pressed his large hand to his lips and bent his broad shoulders forward as he spoke.
“…How can she be this cute.”
Kyle’s cheeks flushed.
Then Number 19, who had been peeking at the letter from behind, spoke flatly.
“Aww~ you got all emotional over just three lines?”
“….”
“You spent all night writing several pages of a letter, but you only got three lines back? That’s practically a rejection, isn’t it? Goodness, you’d say more than that to the neighbor’s Poppy~.”
“She conveys much in few words.”
Kyle’s eyes gleamed with an eerie light as he gazed at Number 19.
“And it’s not three lines—it’s ‘four lines.'”
I even drew a little bear here.
Look closely.
Number 19 stared at the lovesick man with clouded eyes, murmuring, “Yes, that’s right….” Severe. Definitely severe.
It was at that very moment.
One-Eye, who had been communicating via the communication device on one side, quickly approached and called out to Kyle.
“Master. Headquarters has sent word. They’ve discovered who issued the Imperial Court’s dispatch order.”
“Report.”
“…Well, this time it’s unusual—apparently someone else issued it.”
“Who?”
What kind of fool mistook a griffin that didn’t even exist and issued an order?
One-Eye lowered his head and spoke.
“It was ‘His Highness, the Crown Prince.'”
“…!”
“His Highness personally affixed his seal and granted it, they say.”
Sisrain von Axilpherion?
Kyle’s deep green eyes darkened further.
‘He wouldn’t make such a mistake.’
The Sisrain I know is a natural commander who directs battlefields.
Though rumors had circulated that his mind had collapsed and fractured after his return from the Crevasse, and the truth remained uncertain—
at the very least, he was no incompetent fool who would make mistakes in battlefield operations or dispatch orders.
‘Not long ago, he conquered the Fris Empire.’
And his justification was ‘Anette.’
When Kyle learned this fact, he was quite shocked.
He had no idea he desired her.
He knew they both came from the Forest, but he couldn’t know what happened between them in their childhood.
Sisrain and I had no overlapping time in the Forest.
―After learning of the war.
Upon detailed investigation, it was said that Anette had taken considerable care of Sisrain in the Forest.
Kyle reached this conclusion.
The Crown Prince must have been steadily searching for Anette behind the scenes all this time.
So just in case, I withdrew only the guards around the 【Little Bakery】 as Anette requested and reinforced the defenses with multiple layers.
Then, just days later, I received an order from the Imperial Court.
The northern frontier is the farthest place from Bayonere among all the monster territories.
‘Could this really be a coincidence?’
It seemed the Crown Prince had caught some scent and was playing games.
How dare he.
Kyle laughed with cold eyes, his lips twisting into a cruel smile.
“…That bastard.”
‘I have to protect Anette.’
Kyle clenched his fist and turned his body.
“We’re heading back to Bayonere immediately. As fast as we can!”
“Yes!”
The acrid sand of the desert swept across the rough men.
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Very late at night.
Heinrich set down his cup of milk tea on the saucer.
The clink of the cup sounded unusually loud.
“Sister.”
Heinrich rested his chin on his hand and looked at Anette.
Then, his violet eyes gleamed subtly as he whispered.
“Can I sleep here tonight?”
The corners of his mouth curled upward with an impudent smile.

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