The Teddy Bear Sends the Insomniac Villain to Dreamland - Chapter 46

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Chapter 46
I never mentioned being a guardian angel, yet he figured it out perfectly.
He must think I’m the very guardian angel he met in Blake’s Bedroom back then!
My heart melted at his untainted innocence.
What should I say in response?
‘A stuffed bear that’s lost its shape!’
…Hmm. It seemed best not to explain about that bear doll after all.
I shouldn’t interfere until Blake tells him himself later.
After a moment’s deliberation, I extended my hand and spoke in a soft voice.
“You called for me.”
“…Me?”
“Yes. You called for me, so I came back.”
“Oh! Could it be…”
Eren’s mouth fell open as the realization dawned on him.
It was clear he’d never truly believed the guardian angel was real.
“That’s right. It’s me.”
“Really… you existed? Or rather, you do exist?”
“Of course. I’ve been listening to your wishes all along. I haven’t forgotten that request of yours—to let your brother sleep.”
“Really, truly?”
Despite the doubt lingering in his eyes, Eren approached me as if drawn by an invisible force, moving with natural ease.
The boy, who had been studying me quietly, took my offered hand. I felt the warmth of his small palm.
His eyes, which had trembled slightly with tension, grew calm as Eren asked.
“You really were there? It wasn’t a lie.”
“I don’t lie. I’d rather say I can’t. Just like your brother.”
“…That’s right. Our brother is like that. You really do know him well.”
Now I could finally observe his relaxed face clearly.
Back then, I couldn’t see well in the darkness….
‘He’s so much cuter than I thought!’
My goodness. Eren Leblanc was an exceptionally adorable young boy.
Hair like silver lake ripples visible from the Apple Tree Garden’s hilltop, and beneath it, round, gentle eyes.
Violet irises slightly deeper in hue than Blake’s.
Soft, chubby cheeks that hadn’t fully matured yet, but looked plump and yielding.
“You’re adorable.”
He truly had a cute face. I wanted to poke his cheek just once.
“…What are you doing?”
Wait? I only thought about it, but I actually did it.
Feeling the soft sensation against my fingertip, I broke into a grin, and Eren blinked before his brows furrowed sharply.
Oh, he really does resemble Blake quite a lot when he makes that expression.
“Sorry. You’re just too cute, I couldn’t help myself.”
“N-no, let go.”
His flushed ears bore a striking resemblance to Blake’s. Truly, they were well-raised brothers.
Moreover, Blake’s assessment that the curse hadn’t progressed severely seemed accurate—Eren’s eyes were noticeably brighter by comparison.
While delicate crimson veins traced across the whites of his eyes, the curse certainly didn’t appear to be in a critical state.
Eren turned his head away from my touch, rubbing his cheeks as he asked.
“But why are you here? And all the way to the Apple Tree Garden, no less?”
Being young, he had many questions—fortunately, I was quite good at answering them.
Especially when the questioner was such an adorable boy.
“I was waiting for you.”
“For me?”
“Even after visiting the Convent, sleep still eludes you?”
“…Yes, that’s right. Though I didn’t have much hope anyway.”
He’d grown quite obedient with his responses. I felt the grass beneath my bare feet as I moved toward a sunlit spot.
“Come here.”
Following my gentle beckoning gesture, Eren naturally trailed after me.
“Now, lie down here.”
“Just on the grass?”
“Yes. Lie down comfortably on the grass. The sunlight is strong here, so your body will warm up quickly. And since we’re near the Lake, there’s a nice breeze.”
“Understood.”
He seemed to believe implicitly in the guardian angel story, yet wariness still lingered in his expression.
As he lay down with reluctant compliance, I settled beside him.
I opened my palms to show I meant no harm, stretched my legs out straight as I sat, and the boy gazed at me intently.
“I’ll help you fall asleep.”
Eren’s eyes, nose, and mouth all opened wide in surprise.
Realizing his expression had become rather amusing, he hurriedly composed himself, but I couldn’t help laughing.
“I put your beloved brother to sleep too, you know. You don’t believe me?”
“What if you’re lying? I can’t even ask my brother directly… Oh.”
Something seemed to occur to him, and his eyes widened.
“I heard that my brother seems happy lately. Could it be…”
Was it you? Is it because of you? At this unspoken question, I puffed out my chest with pride.
His desperate desire to believe was written plainly across his face.
Eren hesitated for a moment, pressing his lips together before releasing them.
“All right. Then prove it to me. If you can put me to sleep, it means you really did put my brother to sleep too.”
“Fine.”
My mana was draining in real-time as I maintained my true form, but I still had enough magical power for a sleep spell.
I placed my hand gently on Eren’s stomach and whispered softly.
“You’ll be happy soon. Sleep well.”
“…Yes.”
“Koro-long, ko-oh.”
The childish incantation echoed through the quiet Apple Tree Garden, no matter how many times I used it.
His eyelids trembled slightly as they closed, then all grew still.
I watched with satisfaction as Eren drifted effortlessly into the embrace of sleep, without a moment’s hesitation.
“Blake said it was fine, but he’s definitely still worried about it. How are brothers always so alike?”
Before his younger brother’s curse could spread like his own and consume his daily life, Blake would surely search desperately for a way to break it.
And throughout it all, Blake—with his razor-sharp temperament—never made requests beyond what we’d contracted for.
In the original work, Blake and Eren were always portrayed as lonely figures.
They had followers, yes, but there were far too many who viewed the Leblanc Family with suspicion—a house that rivaled even the Imperial Court in wealth and military might.
I recalled the passage describing how Blake had learned to stand alone, never sleeping, bearing all that stress by himself.
“Perhaps the reason I fell into this world was to meet Blake and help him.”
The weather was beautiful. Eren’s soft snoring drifted gently through the air—puff, puff—as sunlight settled across the grass.
Ducks floated on the Lake, and sparrows pecked at fallen apples.
With Eren sleeping peacefully beside me like a cherub, I grew drowsy watching the scenery.
When would Nix arrive?
Perhaps I should rest a little.
“—Vivian! Vivian!”
I had no sense of how long I’d slept.
As I opened my eyes to the sunset glowing beyond the Lake, Nix was staring down at me with an expression of alarm.
‘What’s happened?’
Nix’s lips moved silently in question, her gaze still fixed on Eren, who continued sleeping soundly.
I shrugged my shoulders. I could feel my body had become smaller.
I had returned to normal.
It was regrettable, but it seemed all my magical power had been exhausted maintaining that form.
So there was a time limit after all.
“Let’s go quietly.”
“Yes.”
For reasons I couldn’t fathom, Nix simply opened her arms and lifted me without question.
Our footsteps were light as we slipped away from the Garden.
“Were the donuts delicious?”
I asked, observing the sugar dusted heavily around her mouth, and Nix nodded enthusiastically. Her cheeks, plump from eating well, were a pleasant sight.
The way she now spoke of how she and the head chef communicated perfectly without words suggested she’d been thoroughly spoiled with treats.
“The Second Young Master was sleeping—is it really all right to leave him like that?”
“It will be fine.”
“You cast magic on him, didn’t you, Vivian?”
Nix, who knew of the curse afflicting the Leblanc Duchy, asked and continued without waiting for my answer.
“It’s finally time for the Second Young Master to fall under the spell of the magic bear too.”

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