The Saintess Is Too Good at Lying - Chapter 58

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The Saint Is Such a Good Liar! Episode 058
“You….”
His expression, seen again, resembled that of someone betrayed, even if the reason escaped me. It was absurd.
‘What on earth did I do to deserve that look?’
Was I really to be reproached simply for not baking bread quickly enough?
He was the one who showed me lying in the same bed with another woman.
‘Still, I suppose I should soothe him.’
Adding an expression of restlessness to my demeanor—because that’s what the real Justitia would have done.
I was about to confess my love while patting the hand I held.
Then he suddenly seized my hand and interlaced his fingers with mine.
Startled by his abrupt change in demeanor, I looked up at him.
“Your Majesty?”
“What?”
Then he leaned his upper body closer to me.
His distinctive musk scent grew stronger. He was particularly fragrant today.
“Do you dislike my touch?”
I quickly lifted the corners of my mouth and shook my head.
“No, it’s not that….”
“….”
“It’s just that you seem a bit unlike your usual self, Your Majesty.”
He had never attempted such bold physical contact with Justitia before. So I was caught off guard.
“Come to think of it, we’ve never properly kissed.”
Alfonso suddenly said something like that. I calmly expressed Justitia’s conviction.
“It’s better to preserve chastity until marriage.”
“But if the person you love is right in front of you.”
He cupped my cheek with his other hand, the one not holding mine.
His long, slender fingers moved slowly, tickling my cheek.
“Isn’t it natural to want to kiss them?”
“….”
“Jus.”
Alfonso spoke nonsense with a remarkably indulgent expression.
“You can kiss me.”
As I sat there dumbfounded, Alfonso smiled seductively, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
“It’s fine. We’re engaged, after all.”
I deliberated quickly. Would the real Justitia consent? No, she would feel embarrassed and pull away.
“No, I’ve asked too much of such a dignified saint.”
Alfonso seemed to have realized this as well. He moved his hand from my cheek to the back of my neck and drew me slowly toward him.
“Come here.”
…In a situation like this, the real Justitia would probably feel embarrassed and close her eyes.
‘She wouldn’t refuse. She loves Alfonso, after all.’
I had no choice but to let my eyelashes flutter before closing my eyes.
Well then, let’s see how well you can do this.
I waited quietly, but nothing changed.
After waiting a moment longer, I opened my eyes to find Alfonso’s expression frozen solid.
“…Your Majesty?”
Alfonso stared at me intently, and the strength suddenly drained from the hand that had been holding me.
It was as I watched Alfonso with bewilderment at this limp gesture that he spoke.
“…Since when?”
Alfonso muttered in a voice that sounded somehow hollow.
“Since when did you feel that way about me?”
“Since when did I fall in love with Your Majesty?”
It was probably love at first sight. I answered while searching my memory.
“From the moment I first saw Your Majesty….”
“…From the moment you first saw me?”
Alfonso looked absolutely shocked by that answer.
“So from the very beginning, everything was….”
“Love.”
I smiled brightly and concluded my words. Yet Alfonso’s frozen expression showed no sign of softening.
What on earth was wrong with him?
“Are you feeling unwell? Your complexion….”
I tried to examine his condition with a worried expression, when Alfonso suddenly swatted my hand away.
Startled by this hostile gesture, I looked at him, and Alfonso gazed at me with resentful eyes like a child who’d had his candy stolen.
“You’re a frightening woman, Justitia Cassini.”
Then he said something completely unexpected and turned away, disappearing. Left behind, I muttered with a blank expression.
“…What’s gotten into him?”
It seemed he was quite upset about forgetting the bread promise. Though truthfully, I never forgot anything related to Alfonso.
I had no choice but to bake bread right away and went to the Royal Palace the next day. If I recalled correctly, Alfonso liked sweet things, so I added plenty of butter and sugar.
After waiting a little while in the Central Palace Reception Room, Alfonso appeared. He had a somewhat colder atmosphere than yesterday, but his appearance was impeccable.
“What brings you here?”
“I’ve baked some bread.”
I spoke as if nothing had happened yesterday.
“I apologize for coming so suddenly. But it seemed Your Majesty was quite upset.”
“….”
Instead of answering, Alfonso went to the table where the basket was placed.
When he lifted the white cloth covering the basket, a sweet and savory aroma spread in all directions.
He picked up a butter bun with his hand and took a bite. I asked with a cautious expression.
“How is it?”
“It’s delicious.”
Alfonso murmured.
“And sweet. There’s quite a lot of butter in it.”
“You do like sweet things. And butter, too.”
“But you never made it sweet before.”
Alfonso looked at me as he spoke.
“The taste would suffer, of course, but you said it would be better for my health.”
“His Majesty seemed upset yesterday.”
Pleasing him was truly difficult. I smiled naturally and offered a smooth excuse.
“Today I simply made it the way His Majesty prefers. Are you disappointed?”
“Disappointed, you say….”
After muttering to himself, Alfonso set down the bread and looked at me.
“Justitia.”
Then he cupped my cheek and met my gaze. As yesterday’s events flashed through my mind, I tensed without meaning to.
“Did you change suddenly, or were you always like this?”
“There has only ever been His Majesty for me.”
“…I see.”
Alfonso slowly caressed my cheek.
“Perhaps the foolish one was me all along.”
“You’ve been saying such cryptic things since yesterday.”
“Really? You’re not just pretending not to understand when you know everything?”
A faint smirk played at his lips. When I furrowed my brow, Alfonso’s expression became blank again as he spoke.
“Well, this isn’t so bad either. Before, you were so stupidly kind that it was utterly boring.”
At his blatant insult, I stared at him blankly, and Alfonso’s lips curved upward as he continued.
“But it turns out I was the one who was deceived….”
Deceived about what? Could it be….
‘Has he noticed the change?’
No matter how well I imitated Justitia, I could never replicate the genuine light of love in her eyes for Alfonso.
If Alfonso had noticed that my words and actions lacked sincerity, then everything that happened since yesterday makes sense.
“I think we’ll make quite a fitting couple. Don’t you agree?”
“…If that is what you believe, then I am delighted.”
“Yes.”
Alfonso pressed a light kiss to my forehead and pulled away.
“I’ll enjoy the bread. It suits my taste perfectly—I quite like it. Though it probably isn’t good for my health.”
That’s precisely why it’s so appealing. Watching Alfonso murmur to himself, I smiled.
“I’m glad it pleases you. If you consume only a moderate amount daily, there should be no issue with your health.”
“Thank you for your concern.”
His tone carried a subtle mockery. My suspicion crystallized into certainty.
“Are you leaving as is?”
“I wouldn’t want to disturb someone as busy as you….”
“No, I’m not busy. Stay a while longer. You’ve come at a good time.”
Yet separate from this, Alfonso’s change in demeanor was puzzling. He had always dismissed Justitia and sent her away.
Why? I thought he was receiving genuine love, but now that he knows it’s false, he suddenly takes interest?
“Why? Are you still going to insist on coming?”
There was something subtly probing in his tone, and I shook my head with a smile.
“Of course not, Your Majesty. What could bring me greater joy than spending time with you?”
If I thought about it that way, even if Alfonso saw through my sincerity, all I could do was laugh it off. His lips curled upward in that characteristic smirk of his.
“I rather like that answer.”
I offered him a beautiful smile. After all, the show must go on, even if the audience catches on.

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