The Teddy Bear Sends the Insomniac Villain to Dreamland - Chapter 31

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Chapter 31
“Why are you smiling?”
“It feels refreshing. I hated watching those ignorant fools prattle on about the Commander when they knew nothing, but thanks to Vivian, it was incredibly satisfying.”
“So you trust Blake too?”
It was only natural for someone who followed Blake to say such things.
Nix had mentioned that she occasionally feared my rapid mana charging ability, yet I could sense that she still held him in high regard.
“Yes. The Commander is someone worthy of respect. He can be rather cold at times, but… he’s not someone that foolish idiots who’ve never even faced a demon beast should dare speak carelessly about.”
“Right. That’s true. No one has the right to do so.”
“Especially to me, he’s a lifelong benefactor. He saved my life, after all. So I don’t want to let those who would shame the Commander go unpunished.”
“Blake saved you from a demon beast?”
“…Yes.”
Even without Nix saying more, I could guess what had happened.
In this place, demon beast invasions seemed to lead directly to the deaths of the weak.
Demon beasts and sacrifices.
Though I didn’t know the details yet, there was a high likelihood that Nix had been either a sacrifice or a victim of a demon beast invasion.
And Blake must have saved her from that fate.
Those people he’d rescued would surely carry gratitude toward Blake in their hearts wherever they went.
It was probably a fact that those foolish blind nobles would never know, or rather, would never bother to learn.
“Your sincerity showed through—your acting was quite good too. How was it? Did you enjoy the performance?”
Nix, still hanging upside down in the air with her face flushed, wiped her cheeks with one hand and gave me a thumbs up.
After wiping away the fake magical blood dripping from her lips, Nix hugged me tightly.
“It was fun. And it tasted like strawberries.”
I nuzzled against Nix as I spoke.
“I think we’re going to make the best team. Ah, if only you’d been in the Demon Realm from the start—we could have plundered so much more treasure!”
“…The Demon Realm?”
Nix tilted her head in confusion.
“Oops. Blake told me not to mention it. You can forget what I just said!”
My momentary panic at my own careless words was brief.
Curious about the condition of the cowards lying unconscious, I lightly tapped Nix’s shoulder.
“Nix. Can you help me peek my head forward a bit? I’m curious about what’s happening with those guys.”
“Of course.”
That was when Blake, mounted on a horse, emerged through the grass.
The problem was that his gaze was fixed directly on where we were.
What? We’ve been caught!
I wasn’t the only one who noticed that stare.
“Huh?”
Nix, whose eyes met his, seemed startled, and her hands that were adjusting my position slipped.
Ah, no!
The moment Nix released me, her hands reached out, the scene unfolding as if in slow motion, but it was already too late.
With a dull thud, I plummeted to the ground.
“Woof! Woof!”
Ah, my back.
Even if my body is soft, it still hurts.
I was about to signal to Nix that I was fine while rubbing my aching lower back.
“Grrr… Woof!”
The barking I’d been hearing since earlier was drawing closer—or so I thought.
“Woof?”
No, it wasn’t.
It wasn’t my imagination.
A Hunting Dog with round eyes, a small black nose, and drool dripping from its mouth was looking down at me, tilting its head to the side.
Behind it, more Hunting Dogs were barking loudly and rushing toward me.
I squeezed my eyes shut.
I could almost hear Nix’s silent gasp from the tree above.
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I had learned through long experience that the world rarely bent to my will.
But to suffer the humiliation of being carried away in a dog’s mouth—this was a first.
“Woof! Woof!”
Should I be grateful that it didn’t bite down hard?
Covered in saliva, the Hunting Dog carried me gently in its jaws toward where Brown and the other soldiers sat on the ground.
The fortunate thing was that they were too preoccupied to notice me.
“L-Lord Blake Leblanc.”
The soldiers scrambled to their feet as they spotted Blake approaching gracefully on a white horse.
But Blake wasn’t looking at them.
He was looking at me. More precisely, at me dangling from the Hunting Dog’s mouth.
“….”
What are you staring at? How embarrassing.
Though I usually carried myself without shame, this was genuinely mortifying.
Silence stretched on.
The soldiers, thinking Blake’s silence meant disapproval of their condition, began desperately making excuses.
“Ah, well… something went wrong during the hunt. We all saw hallucinations.”
“That wasn’t a hallucination!”
“Then what was it? Are you saying it was a real ghost?”
Even as they bickered among themselves, Blake’s violet eyes never left me.
“Woof! Woof!”
Oblivious to my burning embarrassment, the cheerful pup approached Brown, as if seeking praise for its deed.
“Woof… Arooo!”
And then it finally set me down in front of his urine-stained trousers.
Good heavens.
Dog, do you have a grudge against me?
Even though it had bitten me, I tried not to judge the loyal creature harshly, but this was too much.
The Hunting Dog flinched and retreated a step, caught off guard by the fierce glare I was shooting at him.
So what was he doing?
Brown had already picked up the blade that lay between his legs.
“What… is this?”
It was a bear doll—something rarely seen in the Hunting Grounds where wild beasts roamed.
And even more unimaginable within the Leblanc Mansion.
I understood that much.
I understood it was charming and adorable in appearance.
But couldn’t he just let go of me now?
An overwhelming urge to pinch my nose against the faint stench wafting from the bathroom nearly overtook me.
“What is this wretched thing?”
Brown, already feeling like he’d been thrown into a cesspit, flipped me over and over, handling me roughly without care.
‘Ugh, I’m so dizzy!’
My arms, seized so carelessly, felt as though they might tear off at any moment. My head spun, and the foul stench choked my breath.
I was on the verge of vomiting when I nearly scowled without thinking.
“Let go.”
A low, measured voice cut through the air.
“Y-yes?”
“Drop it.”
When had he drawn near?
Blake Leblanc had mastered the art of approaching without a sound—I’d felt it before.
His already fierce eyes had sharpened to a lethal edge. Sensing the killing intent in that gaze, Brown instinctively stepped back.
“Y-you mean… this bear doll, sir?”
A chill spread through the surroundings. Was it my imagination, or did black demonic energy seem to ripple around Blake?
Hey, you fool. Let go of me right now!
Brown’s complete lack of awareness only made me more anxious.
Blake. No matter what, you can’t draw your sword.
You understand? I’ve been using magic while sweating through my paws to keep your secrets from spreading.
You’re usually good at ignoring things anyway.
I sent a signal to him, who continued staring only at me.
I’ll manage to escape on my own, so just leave me be!
Had my sparkling eye signals conveyed the message clearly enough?
Blake, who had seemed ready to strike Brown across the face at any moment, stepped back briefly.
Good, so he does listen after all.
No matter how indifferent Blake seemed—like a cold wind that blew without warmth, with a temperament as frigid as it was heartless—he still listened to me…
“Put me down unless you want to die.”
He wasn’t even hesitating.
With a sharp metallic ring, a brilliantly honed silver blade gleamed menacingly.
Brown and I gasped at the sight of the sword pointed at his throat.
“L-Lord Blake Leblanc. Why are you doing this!”
“What in the world! Thrusting a sword at me without any explanation or context? No matter how noble you are, this is too much. Please lower it first and speak!”
Seriously, why is he like this!
Even if I’m the only one who lets him sleep peacefully, he should know that drawing a sword without warning only makes things difficult for himself.
Before I knew it, Brown and I had become of one mind in restraining Blake.
But there was no stopping Blake once his eyes had gone wild. As he thrust the sword closer, the cowardly Brown looked ready to cry.
“I-I’ll take it. What is this.”
Finally grasping the gravity of the situation, Brown handed me over to Blake.
Contrary to how he looked ready to swing the blade at any moment, he gently took me and tucked me snugly against his side.
That secure placement put my mind at ease considerably.
Blake turned without hesitation and mounted his horse. As he moved away, I immediately heard murmuring.
“Brown! Are you alright?”
“What exactly is that bear doll?! I don’t understand why he’d even draw a sword for it!”
“Surely it must belong to the young master Blake. At most, it’s probably his younger sibling’s doll.”
They were speaking quietly, but my unusually keen hearing caught every word.
My fast charger, blessed with superior senses in all aspects, probably heard it all too.
Regardless, Blake calmly pulled the reins, so I let out a sigh of relief.
Getting away from this chaotic situation was the top priority.
We just need to go back. That’s all.
For some reason, Blake, who had been about to pull the reins, stopped and turned around.
What is he trying to say now.
No. Don’t. Whatever it is, just don’t say it.
“There’s one thing I forgot to mention.”
My heart, which had wavered several times today, was screaming at me to clamp his mouth shut.
Just as I was about to make even the smallest sound.
“If you lay your hands on what’s mine again next time, I’ll show you how far a cursed human can go, just as Brown’s men said.”
The chilling warning cast a cold silence over the Hunting Grounds.
Everyone’s gaze flickered between me tucked against his side and Blake in an ominous manner.
That madman… what is he saying?
Did he just claim that bear doll is his?
The Blood Army commander bringing a bear doll to the Hunting Grounds? Have we all lost our minds?
Watching their eyes swim with nothing but question marks, I thought to myself.
Ah.
I should have gagged him.

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