The Teddy Bear Sends the Insomniac Villain to Dreamland - Chapter 49

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Chapter 49
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“After showing you everything, is this how you repay me—by throwing me out?”
Cast out into the Garden, I flopped onto a bench with a petulant grumble.
Not a single cloud marred the brilliant blue sky.
The servants who had been tending the Garden earlier had all departed, leaving the space in serene silence.
The Garden was so expansive that lying alone on the bench felt wonderfully inconspicuous.
I surveyed the flowers blooming throughout the dimly lit Garden, my lips pouting slightly.
I had always intended to reveal my true form to Blake. So when the opportunity finally came, I was thrilled.
But my soaring heart deflated like a punctured balloon.
“So much work to do. Tch.”
While I had been showing off the true appearance of the Great Witch Vivian moments before, Blake had simply stared at me in stunned silence.
I thought he was deeply shocked, but then he averted his gaze, turned away, and waved his hand dismissively, muttering about having too much work.
More precisely, he left the Study Room in a rush before I could even exit myself.
Leaving me alone.
Standing alone in that empty room—I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.
Eventually, I wandered for a while before returning to my doll form and making my way to the Garden. Lost in deep contemplation, I replayed what had just happened.
Was my true form really that unappealing?
No, that couldn’t be. I’m quite a beautiful witch, actually.
This wasn’t mere vanity—I had received genuine compliments about my appearance from those around me.
And the claim about three hundred years wasn’t a lie either.
“I have fallen for your beauty, Vivian. Will you not consider me?”
“No, I refuse. You’re far too young for a dragon.”
“I am the king of this realm. I have spent my entire life searching for a beauty as incomparable as you.”
“Keep searching. There are others out there.”
I had received marriage proposals from everything—from young dragons barely past their fledgling stage to wrinkled human kings brimming with greed.
Of course, among them were handsome human youths as well.
“But love with humans… it’s simply not for me.”
That would be like bringing an axe down upon my own feet. Love with humans, whose lifespans are finite, could be a fleeting pleasure, but it could never be genuine.
Though I had once been human myself, that felt like an impossibly distant past now.
For one who walks through time that does not flow, love is far too brief—merely a momentary emotion.
Max, who understood this about me, had always fiercely blocked those who approached with burning eyes.
“All of you—disappear!”
I missed Max. As my life here began to stabilize, I found myself longing for Max, who must be suffering from my absence.
If Nix and Max ever met, they would become my favorite pairing.
As I entertained such thoughts and listened to the chirping of birds, my heart grew heavier.
“Well, perhaps that’s just how it is!”
Preferences are subjective, after all.
Blake had Lea as his unrequited love, so this reaction wasn’t particularly offensive.
Lea and I were clearly different types of beauties at first glance.
Where Lea possessed a lovelier, more endearing countenance, I bore features that were sharper and more striking—a face that commanded attention at first glance.
My grapefruit-hued hair only amplified that effect.
One might even call it garish, if being honest.
I fumbled awkwardly with the bear doll’s face, feeling the soft give of its cheeks beneath my fingers.
Judging by how Blake unconsciously stroked and caressed me whenever we were near, he clearly favored delicate, adorable things.
Which meant I simply wasn’t his type.
Yes, that had to be it.
I had just finished rationalizing this away and was turning onto my side when I heard it—a rustling sound in the Garden, though I’d thought it empty.
At first, I wondered if it was merely the summer breeze stirring the shrubs.
But then came the unmistakable sound of footsteps, and suddenly someone loomed directly above me.
“A bear doll?”
Silver hair abruptly filled my vacant stare as I lay pretending to be nothing but stuffing and fabric.
Violet eyes—identical to Blake’s—narrowed down at me with unmistakable displeasure.
“This is your brother’s bear doll, isn’t it?”
The hand that seized me was rough, aggressive. His brows were drawn so tightly they seemed to touch the sky.
There was a palpable hostility in that beautiful young face—a coldness that sent an icy chill racing down my spine.
“So it really does exist.”
Well, I really do exist, yes.
Trapped between the inability to speak and the impossibility of escape, I held my breath as Eren gripped the back of my neck firmly and began walking, his eyes gleaming with something decidedly ominous.
He carried me away with heavy, deliberate strides.
We were heading toward the Apple Garden.
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I wished he’d hold me a bit more gently.
My nape tingled where Eren’s firm hands gripped me. Whether he cared or not, the boy showed no intention of cradling me tenderly.
The way he kept glancing down at me in his hands with that cold gaze was deeply unsettling.
Surely he wasn’t planning to throw me away?
But why did he despise me so much?
Though he’d never seen this bear doll before, an unmistakable hostility radiated from Eren.
And I would soon learn the reason.
“That ridiculous bear doll your brother supposedly carries everywhere. I want to throw it away.”
“….”
“The whole world mocks and belittles your brother because of this pathetic bear. It infuriates me.”
His muttering was quite fierce.
After a long walk, Eren arrived at the Apple Garden and collapsed onto the ground with a thud.
Then he hurled me far away.
Ugh! You brat!
It seemed neither brother nor younger brother knew the meaning of respect.
I tumbled forward several times before finally stopping after crashing hard against a tree.
“…I’ll leave you here where your brother won’t notice.”
Good heavens.
My adorable beautiful boy Eren harboring such malice.
Of course, I was a spirited little bear who could get up and return to Blake on my own.
Still, his blatant contempt left me speechless.
“Your brother is the strongest swordmaster in the world—he doesn’t even blink when Demon Beasts attack. He’s saved countless lives. And he has to endure this treatment because of you?”
Eren, who had been glaring at me, poured out the resentment he’d been holding inside.
“I refuse to believe my magnificent brother would carry around such a ridiculous bear doll. That newspaper must be wrong.”
But hadn’t I been lying so openly in this Mansion’s Garden?
Perhaps the clever boy was deliberately pretending not to know.
He was desperately denying what he didn’t want to believe.
“It must belong to another servant in the Mansion. Your brother is simply taking the blame for a misunderstanding. He’s never been one to explain himself anyway.”
With that, he squeezed his eyes shut.
I heard Eren’s shallow breathing grow quiet.
He occasionally opened his eyes to stare blankly at the trees above or gaze vacantly at the Lake.
After a long while, Eren murmured in a disappointed voice.
“He’s not coming today.”
Eren rose slowly and, seeing me still lying motionless where he’d abandoned me, turned sharply and left the Garden.
…Seriously.
Why are these brothers treating me like this today?
The midday sun still blazed directly overhead.
Abandoned by Blake, abandoned by Eren—my energy had completely drained away.
“I’ll rest here for a bit before heading back.”
Next time, I should avoid being seen in bear form by Eren, since it doesn’t seem to go well.
“I wish they’d both agree on which form looks better and stick with one.”
Whether I was a bear doll or a guardian angel—if only they’d decide definitively. With that thought, I let my body go completely limp.
Drained from channeling magic, my exhausted body was succumbing to the pull of sleep.
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Meanwhile, Blake Leblanc had fled to the Study, his eyes fixed upon a map as he exerted every ounce of his concentration.
Days earlier, the Eastern Cartel had sent him a map marking the locations where Demon Beasts had appeared.
The north, west, south, and central regions were roughly organized, but the eastern region still lacked substantial information—making this new data invaluable.
If he compiled the appearance locations including the Demon Beast that had manifested without warning in the Capital, he might be able to create a predictive map.
This map was crucial.
Absolutely, utterly crucial.
“Sigh…”
White was paper and black was ink, yet concentration eluded him.
He exhaled deeply and ran his hands through his hair in frustration.
The silver hair that Vivian was always praising as beautiful became hopelessly disheveled.
“Vivian.”
Yes, Vivian.
This was all because of Vivian.
Ever since bringing that impudent bear doll to the Mansion, he’d been doing things he never did before.
He’d torn through Downtown in a frenzy just to find the bear doll, slashing at Demon Beasts like a madman.
Was that all?
He’d assigned Nix to her because she missed her butler, and when she said the Garden was uninspiring, he’d ordered her to decorate it herself.
Even when she asked to be held, he complied, and when she caused trouble out of boredom, his anger melted the moment she offered an apologetic smile.
And just now, he’d experienced something that made his mind go white.
A sensation he’d never felt even facing Demon Beasts.
When she smiled brightly at him, her dimples deepening and her eyes folding softly, his heart trembled violently.
When she leaned in close asking what he thought, the fresh grapefruit scent that emanated from her left him unable to think—forcing him to abandon his seat.
“I’m losing it. I was just startled. Why would I care about some bear doll.”
Because he’d come to believe that her words about finding magic to alleviate the curse and ultimately breaking it free were not lies.
His heart had eased, and he kept repeating this to himself.
‘I need to find the portal as soon as possible.’
Once he found the portal, there would be no point in growing more attached to someone destined to leave anyway.
Right after concluding the contract with Vivian, he’d immediately ordered his direct subordinates in the Vanta Cartel to gather all information about the ‘portal’ in the Non-Human World.
‘…Still no meaningful news.’
Reports continued arriving, but the lack of any clear, concrete results was the problem.
The Magic Tower might possess the most information regarding the portal, but prying their lips open would not be easy.
“…Perhaps I should take direct action.”
As he was cooling his heated eyes, he heard Ronald calling from outside.
“Young Master!”
Ronald entered cautiously with a knock, bowed his head urgently, and spoke with a flustered expression.
“The Crown Prince and Saint Ophelia have suddenly come to visit!”

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