The Teddy Bear Sends the Insomniac Villain to Dreamland - Chapter 62

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Chapter 62
After hardship and adversity comes the dawn of a new day.
Who in the world came up with such a saying?
It’s nothing but a lie.
I cursed the wisdom of whoever had created it, staring at the situation unfolding before me.
“I had intended to introduce Rometa Noble from the Border Region, who would become a new pillar of support for the Crown Prince, but I did not realize you were in conversation with someone else.”
“Ah.”
Edwin too seemed considerably flustered, releasing only a short sigh.
Perhaps that made it look even more suspicious.
The nobles who had been watching us were exchanging glances among themselves.
Unable to ask directly because he was the Crown Prince, one of them approached me and offered a greeting.
“Good day, Young Noblewoman. It is a pleasure to meet you. Might I inquire which family you hail from?”
This was troublesome. What should I say?
I had no family. I wasn’t even a noblewoman.
If I answered like that, the response would be obvious.
Then who are you?
Ah, that would be difficult.
This was the moment I truly needed Blake.
Stay calm, Vivian.
Let me try telepathy.
I wasn’t sure if it would work at this distance, but I was grasping at straws.
If I remained here and my mana drained away, turning me back into a bear doll—
Then there would be no hiding it, and my identity would be revealed to everyone present.
“I do not mean to be troublesome. Since you are with the Crown Prince, I simply wished to offer my proper respects.”
I cried out silently within my mind.
【Blake. Blake! Can you hear me? I’m in the Garden. The location is slightly toward the back…】
Unable to respond while sending the telepathy, my eyes were rolling about when suddenly a sweet voice came from beside me.
“She’s my partner.”
“…Yes? Yes?”
I whipped my head around to look at Edwin, my telepathy left unfinished.
What was this Crown Prince saying?
As if he had read my innermost thoughts, Edwin spoke again, carefully emphasizing each word.
“I said she’s my partner. So I would appreciate it if you didn’t take too much interest. I want to monopolize her today.”
“Huh?”
My involuntary response caused all eyes to turn toward me once again.
Then Edwin stepped in once more.
“I would prefer it if you stopped staring at my partner. She seems to be quite shy, perhaps because she comes from abroad.”
“Oh, so you’re from another country!”
“Haha, we apologize for our rudeness.”
Edwin smiled as if it were nothing, and gently squeezed the tips of my fingers.
“Would you mind stepping away for a moment so we can have some privacy? I understand your intentions, and I’ll return to the Banquet Hall shortly.”
“Yes, of course!”
Everyone fell for the seamless performance, as natural as flowing water.
The nobles who had come with Rometa Noble quickly retraced their steps, and the Garden reclaimed its peace.
Cuckoo. Cuckoo.
A cuckoo sang softly in the distance.
I turned to Edwin with a question.
“Why did you lie?”
Edwin answered with complete composure.
“They are Central Nobility who support me. The mere fact that I was with you would make them desperately curious about which family’s young noblewoman you are. They would pry into your identity relentlessly. So I simply got ahead of them.”
As if to say “draw their attention away,” Edwin tightened his grip on my hand.
I pulled my hand free from his grasp and asked, “It seemed like they misunderstood me as the Crown Prince’s lover?”
“Would that be a problem?”
“….”
There’s a saying about not being able to spit at a smiling face.
This old wisdom seemed to ring true once again.
Faced with his harmless and innocent expression, genuinely seeming not to understand why it would be an issue, I let out a sigh.
Everything had become tedious.
I wanted to return to the Mansion, curl up with Nix, and read some romance novels.
Or perhaps play chess with Ronald instead.
“Fine. It’s not like I’ll see these people twice anyway.”
“I have a question.”
“I’m too tired to talk. Please don’t bother me.”
“Hahaha.”
Edwin laughed heartily, seemingly unbothered by my dismissal.
His laughter was refreshing and clear to the ear.
“Aren’t we friends now?”
“If that’s your question, then yes. We’re friends. So I’m leaving now.”
I walked forward without looking back, then concentrated my focus on the bear doll in my hand.
But no matter how hard I thought, I couldn’t figure out a way.
I knew that when my magical power ran out, I would return to doll form, but was there truly no way for me to return to that form by my own will?
“Hmm….”
Despite my dismissive attitude, Edwin quickly caught up and stayed by my side.
“Please tell me what I should call you.”
His delicate fingers gently tugged at the hem of my clothing, as if pleading with me not to leave.
I slowly turned my head slightly.
In the humid summer night breeze, my grapefruit-colored hair fluttered.
Beneath the moonlight, the beautiful man with pale pink hair that shimmered softly was truly breathtaking.
Yet my mind was already elsewhere.
But my mind had already been sold elsewhere.
My Blake is surely searching for me somewhere.
My rapid charger. My contractor.
Though he struggled with tender words, I had to go to where Blake was—where even his touch and that gaze were too warm to hide.
“Call me whatever you like. Magic bear doll, partner, anything is fine.”
My magical power was draining away.
Yet paradoxically, I felt reassured. I should return to being a doll and hurry to meet Blake.
I wasn’t even returning to my true form as a witch—so why did this bring me such peace?
Just then, a large silhouette appeared beyond the Garden. The moment I saw it approaching rapidly, I knew.
‘It’s Blake!’
The instant Blake’s distinct face became visible in the streetlight, my hand shot up without thinking.
“Blake!”
At my loud cry, his gaze turned toward me.
But the moment I saw his face drawing closer, my heart plummeted.
“…Blake.”
Blake had closed the distance in a few strides and stood before me.
Or rather, he stopped before Edwin.
Before the one holding onto my skirt.
His hair, damp with sweat, clung messily to his forehead as he gazed at us quietly.
His rigid lips remained firmly sealed, showing no intention of opening.
His expression was as if he’d forgotten how to breathe.
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“…Hah, hah…”
Ragged breaths burst through my lips.
The moment I heard Lea’s words, I bolted outside without thinking.
Then I wandered around the Garden like a madman.
Worried about where this small doll might have fallen and been left alone.
Yes, I was worried.
Even as I reluctantly brought her along when she insisted on coming to the Banquet Hall, I worried the entire time.
Vivian brings incidents and accidents in her wake.
This was now an undeniable fact.
So I couldn’t let her disappear from my sight.
I had already learned this lesson completely.
Yet I had no choice but to leave her with Lea—because I disliked the Emperor’s attention.
I crossed the Garden, lost in quiet thought.
Why had I disliked it?
The Emperor respected the Leblanc Family while always keeping them in check.
With military power that rivaled the Imperial Court itself, it was hardly surprising that the Leblanc Family was always a target of scrutiny.
Whenever we faced each other, he praised the Leblanc Family’s achievements with an endless smile, but that old fox of an Emperor was constantly probing to discover the Leblanc Family’s weaknesses.
The Emperor already knew that a curse was no weakness to me.
But today.
Blake Leblanc felt a chill run down his spine at the Emperor’s summons.
The thought that the Emperor might discover how essential Vivian was to him sent an instinctive warning through his entire body.
That’s why he had entrusted her to Lea.
‘Everything’s gone wrong again.’
He couldn’t find peace. With Vivian nowhere to be found, his heart raced and his breathing quickened.
‘…She promised she wouldn’t leave me anywhere.’
He murmured Vivian’s promise to himself as his eyes scanned the surroundings.
That was when it happened.
Vivian’s telepathy, which had been silent all this time, suddenly resonated in his mind.
【Blake. Blake! Can you hear me? I’m in the Garden. My location is slightly toward the back…】
The back.
He thought he’d searched nearly everywhere, but it was the back.
At least she was safe. The fact that she could send telepathy put his mind at ease.
But that was a terrible mistake.
A grave miscalculation.
“Blake!”
A cheerful voice calling out to him, and in his field of vision appeared a breathtakingly beautiful woman.
Grapefruit-colored hair that rippled down to her waist, and eyes of pale green that gleamed with intelligence even beneath the lamplight.
Vivian stood before him, so stunningly beautiful it took his breath away.
Standing beside Edwin Albert Cardenas.
In that moment, Blake Leblanc felt as though his heart had been torn from his chest.
A strange and deeply unpleasant sensation washed over him—as if someone had reached into his chest and ripped out his heart.
Why did she look like that?
And why, of all people, was she with that damned Crown Prince? He had countless questions burning to be asked.
Yet not a single word escaped his lips.

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