The Teddy Bear Sends the Insomniac Villain to Dreamland - Chapter 47

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Chapter 47
“Brother! Brother!”
A vibrant voice rang out through the Leblanc Mansion as early summer settled in earnest.
On the path back from finishing training at the Training Ground.
Blake’s brow furrowed as he watched Eren dash across the verdant Garden toward him.
Ronald, who had appeared at some point, murmured beside him.
“He’s been quite spirited lately.”
“Has he.”
Ronald continued speaking after the brief reply, buying time for Eren as he hurried over.
“His complexion has improved considerably as well.”
“It seems his mind has found peace since returning from the Convent. Tell him there’s no need to go anymore.”
“Were you planning to introduce him to Vivian?”
Blake turned to look at Ronald, his deep-set eyes sharp and piercing.
Most would have wilted under such a gaze, but Ronald spoke in his gentle tone.
“With Vivian’s abilities, Young Master Eren should be able to sleep peacefully.”
“That’s true.”
“Then I’m curious why you haven’t asked Vivian and keep putting it off.”
Ronald served as Blake’s Advisor, yet he had worked in this Mansion for a long time.
In his eyes, Eren was still a young, pitiful child deserving of care.
He believed that if Blake had found a way for Eren to sleep, he would not leave the boy as he was.
“I’m not putting it off. I intend to speak with him soon.”
Blake averted his gaze, visibly uncomfortable.
Asking for help had always been difficult.
In truth, Blake had thought of Eren from the moment he learned Vivian could use magic to help him sleep.
That innocent, unblemished child of the Leblanc Family.
Even after the curse manifested, Eren remained optimistic, refusing to abandon hope.
For such a brother, Blake was determined to find a way to break the curse, no matter what.
“Brother! You waited for me!”
Blake turned away as Eren approached, his eyes sparkling with joy.
Yet Blake found it awkward to face Eren.
When Eren was younger, he would occasionally put him to sleep, but since the curse manifested, such interactions had gradually become sparse.
Still, Eren always followed in his shadow.
‘Brother… I had a nightmare. Hold me.’
‘Brother. Today I brought you a special cocoa that I asked the head chef to prepare.’
‘Brother. I’m fine! I’ll stay and protect the house, so please go deal with the Demon Beasts!’
A spirited child who refused to burden Father or his older brother.
He was admirable. At the same time, I wished he could remain this bright forever.
‘Eren Leblanc seems almost angelic in his brightness compared to Blake Leblanc.’
‘Perhaps he hasn’t been tainted by that dark curse yet.’
‘He should remain that way. But it will be difficult when he sees Father and his brother. Isn’t it easy for black ink to stain white paper?’
I wanted to silence anyone who carelessly spoke Eren’s name, but I hesitated, fearing that even such a disturbance might tarnish his reputation.
After all, Eren’s constant presence in people’s conversations was because of me—simply because I had a brother called a murderer.
So I deliberately kept my distance.
War with Demon Beasts, conflicts between families, curses and death.
I feared that all these things, which tightened their grip around my throat and dragged me into darkness, would stain Eren’s pure heart as well.
I wished for Eren to live a different life.
Not a life of imitating everything his older brother did, but one bathed in a bright light different from mine.
I wished Eren were different from the Leblanc bloodline.
Don’t come closer.
Don’t become like me.
Don’t let my darkness taint you.
I grew increasingly cold and distant. Whenever I saw Eren, remorse and guilt weighed heavily on my conscience.
“Brother! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, and to meet like this by chance! I’m truly delighted.”
“…Yes.”
“I even saw you subjugate the Demon Beast that appeared in the Capital!”
Eren remained unchanged. With eyes that crinkled in a bright smile, he studied me carefully before asking.
“Oh, and Brother. Are you happy these days?”
“What?”
At that seemingly meaningful question, as if he knew something, my eyes widened involuntarily.
“Are your nights peaceful?”
My nights were peaceful. Thanks to Vivian.
But how could Eren possibly know that?
In that moment, I recalled what Vivian had said.
The way she seemed pleased when Eren arrived, and her tone as if she knew something.
‘Blake, there’s no need to be jealous. Your younger brother adores you so much. Even if he says I’m overflowing with charm, he could never prefer me over you.’
‘Just be a little kinder to him. He cares for you so much.’
Wondering if Eren had perhaps met Vivian, I asked with a slightly urgent tone.
“Why are you asking that?”
“Just because!”
“No, answer me. Did someone tell you something?”
Despite my sharp interrogation, Eren’s expression brightened at the feeling of having a conversation after so long.
“Yes!”
“Who.”
“I shall escort you both to the Morning Room for a more comfortable conversation.”
Ronald, who had been watching the two of us standing in the garden before the mansion for quite some time, swiftly and perceptively changed the venue.
Eren nodded solemnly and followed Ronald’s lead.
Once in the Morning Room, Eren waited until I was seated before sitting down quietly across from me.
With refreshments quickly arranged before us, Eren murmured softly, his excitement evident.
“The Guardian Angel was right. She said I’d soon be happy, and it really came true.”
My brow furrowed sharply. The conversation was becoming utterly incomprehensible.
I thought he’d met with Vivian when he mentioned a peaceful night, but suddenly he’s talking about a guardian angel. Where did that come from?
“Eren. Where are you going and meeting people?”
Eren was a clever and perceptive child, but he was still just a child.
If someone deliberately deceived him regarding the curse, he could easily be swayed.
Eren grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his head.
“Well, you see. I met a guardian angel. Have you ever met one, brother?”
“No. I haven’t.”
Even though I hadn’t heard the full story yet, an uneasy feeling crept up my spine.
“I actually saw a guardian angel not long ago. And she was incredibly beautiful. She’s been staying in the Apple Garden of our mansion!”
…Clink.
I gently set down the teacup I’d been holding.
A guardian angel spotted in the Apple Garden of the mansion.
‘A paradise with sweet red fruits hanging abundantly!’
I remembered a certain teddy bear that oddly referred to the apple orchard that way.
“Describe what she looks like.”
I knew it was a shabby-looking teddy bear, quite different from a beautiful angel, but it was rather cute, so it could have appeared angelic to Eren’s eyes.
Eren pondered for a moment, then spoke shyly.
“First, her grapefruit-colored hair flowed down to her waist and swayed beautifully. Her eyes were a pale green like summer itself. When she smiled, her dimples appeared, and her eyes folded prettily into crescents.”
“….”
“She wasn’t as soft and gentle as the angel I’d imagined, but I could feel her heart was warm.”
A beauty with grapefruit-colored hair, dimples, and pale green eyes that left an impression.
The appearance certainly wasn’t Vivian.
The only thing that nagged at me was that the teddy bear’s eyes were also pale green.
But how rare were pale green eyes, really?
Yet Eren’s words didn’t end there.
“She’s been taking care of you and me, just like she promised she would! I fell asleep at her gentle touch…”
“You fell asleep?”
My voice rose.
“Yes! You did too, didn’t you, brother? It seems angels really are different.”
“Ah….”
A beautiful angel with grapefruit-colored hair and pale green eyes.
Even though only the eye color overlapped with Vivian, the single phrase “I fell asleep” allowed me to deduce everything.
It was Vivian. For whatever reason, Vivian had taken it upon herself to be Eren’s guardian angel.
And in a form she’d never shown me.
The more serious matter was.
“Brother. I think I may have fallen in love. Will my love with the guardian angel come true?”
Despite his dignified tone, his ears and cheeks flushed crimson, and his cute voice murmured as he stared blankly into space.
He was unmistakably smitten with first love, and I was struck by a shock as if the world were crumbling.
My younger brother had fallen for the teddy bear—the witch.
My younger sibling fell for the teddy bear (witch).
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“Your Highness, Crown Prince. I’ve come to report.”
At the heart of the Casthonia Empire.
Crisp footsteps echoed across the white marble floor as a neatly dressed Advisor approached Edwin, who had been absorbed in his book.
An unfinished cigarette smoldered in the ashtray beside him, wisps of smoke curling lazily into the air.
“Proceed.”
The pages turned without hesitation, fluttering softly beneath his fingers.
“I’ve searched for the woman matching your specifications. I focused primarily on the Magic Tower, and several mages fit the criteria.”
As the Advisor presented the neatly organized report, the sound of turning pages finally ceased.
Edwin’s sky-blue eyes slowly scanned the document. Then he calmly shook his head.
“No. Another failure.”
His voice was gentle, yet the Advisor remained tense. Crown Prince Edwin was a man who wore a mask.
He spoke honeyed words with a beautiful face that betrayed no anger, but his true nature was far different.
Anything displeasing or inconvenient was disposed of without mercy. Even if it meant taking a life.
That was Edwin’s true self.
“Grapefruit-colored hair and lime-green eyes. You said she was quite beautiful—how is that so difficult?”
“…I apologize. There were so many people matching the criteria that it was challenging to narrow them down one by one.”
“If it’s difficult…”
Edwin paused, and a beautiful smile graced his lips—the kind that made one feel as though flowers were scattering around him.
But the Advisor’s shoulders trembled slightly.
“Then I’ll entrust this to someone else. An advisor who cannot prove their usefulness has no place with me.”
You understand what I mean, don’t you?
As he tilted his head slightly to the side, his pink hair cascaded down in a silken stream.
“No, no. I will prove my usefulness.”
“Good, then. I’m always grateful.”
With a dismissive wave of his hand, the Advisor quickly fled the Study Room.
Only then did Edwin’s smile vanish.
His expression turned cold—one he had never shown to anyone, ever—as he exhaled a low sigh and murmured to himself.
“I’ve never been fond of hide-and-seek games.”
He thought of that beautiful, mysterious woman who had looked him in the eye, offered counsel, and wielded extraordinary magic, as he withdrew a fresh cigarette and placed it between his lips.

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