The Teddy Bear Sends the Insomniac Villain to Dreamland - Chapter 8

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Chapter 8
An emergency.
A complete crisis, Blake!
I bit my lip hard as the unexpected danger descended upon me while my guard was down.
“Brother?”
‘What do I do!’
The moment I heard the door opening, I threw myself flat behind the Study Room desk.
Barely managing to hide my body, the door swung open.
Cracking one eye open to peer across, I caught sight of a round silver-haired head poking through the gap in the doorway.
“Brother! I came to say hello….”
The small child, who had murmured in a tiny voice, seemed to have made a great decision and pushed the door open wider, then tiptoed carefully inside.
“Are you not here…?”
The child’s silver hair reflected the light streaming through the slightly ajar door as they looked around.
And seeing that glimmering silver hair, I could instantly identify who the child was.
‘It’s Eren Leblanc!’
Eren’s face came into view as he approached near the desk.
Small, round violet eyes and chubby cheeks.
If Blake had a childhood, I imagined it would have looked exactly like this boy.
He appeared as the younger brother of the original story’s secondary male lead, and was the one who had most lamented his brother’s gradual deterioration.
‘After Blake died, he was mentioned to have become the next head of the Leblanc Family, I believe?’
He was a character with an equally tragic narrative.
Suffering from a curse and losing his beloved brother, he became the family head in solitude.
‘Children are happiest when they grow up at their own pace, after all.’
Fortunately, Eren didn’t notice me and exhaled softly, collapsing onto the sofa.
“Brother must be busy again….”
The room fell silent along with the child’s murmur as he fidgeted with his fingers.
Tick-tock.
Only the sound of the clock’s hands passing could be heard, and it was much later before Eren spoke again.
“…I’m going to the Convent tomorrow to pray… I wanted to say hello before I go.”
Of course, there was no answer.
Blake wasn’t in this room.
But Eren, unbothered, continued speaking in his small voice.
“But that’s actually just an excuse. I haven’t seen your face in so long that I wanted to check on you directly to make sure you’re well.”
‘….’
This was unbearable.
Could a child be this pitiful?
Even knowing Blake wasn’t here, the child’s soliloquy didn’t stop.
‘Look at those drooping shoulders.’
Watching those small shoulders, I swallowed my anguish.
I had to endure this, had to…
“No matter how sleepless I become, whenever I’m with my brother, those long nights lose their terror….”
Ah, I can’t help myself.
As a benevolent soul—no, as the Grand Witch of the Western Territory—I cannot simply walk past a child like this.
Blake, I apologize.
This is your fault for not telling me to stay put, and Eren’s fault for being far too adorable.
I crept beneath the bed on my tiptoes, careful not to be discovered.
Then, summoning the deepest and most resonant voice I could muster, I called out to the child.
“Eren Leblanc.”
Startled by the sudden call of his name, Eren jolted upright in bed.
“…W-who are you?”
Watching the frightened child, I flashed a sinister grin and cried out loudly.
Ah, I used to do this sort of thing to Max from time to time.
“I am your guardian angel!”
“….”
An awkward silence fell.
Hmm, perhaps he’s past the age of believing in guardian angels?
‘…When the original story began, Eren seemed to be around thirteen years old.’
So the Eren before my eyes right now is thirteen?
That’s practically still a child.
Of course, I had no way of knowing what a child that age would think.
But.
Everything comes down to momentum, after all.
I cried out once more, louder than before.
“I am your guardian angel!”
“…You’re lying.”
“Hm?”
“Don’t lie! Whoever you are… I’ll tell the butler at once. Reveal yourself immediately!”
“Now, now. I am your guardian angel, I tell you. There is nothing about you that I do not know.”
“Th-that’s absurd! Angels don’t exist!”
“Nothing is absurd. Let me see. You cherish and adore your brother dearly. And oh my, you have difficulty falling asleep. In fact, you haven’t slept properly since you were very young.”
“…Hmph, that’s something all the other foolish servants already know!”
Clever, isn’t he?
He’s definitely Blake’s younger brother.
Faced with an Eren far sharper than I’d anticipated, I clicked my tongue softly and recalled another detail.
A memory from the original story about Eren Leblanc.
‘Ah, he longed for those days when Blake would put him to sleep before his curse manifested in childhood.’
It was a recollection scene from the novel’s conclusion.
I cleared my throat and adjusted my voice before speaking.
“You miss those days when your brother would read to you until you fell asleep, don’t you, Eren?”
At words few others could easily know, Eren’s eyes widened in surprise.
“…What, is he, is he really an angel?”
“That’s what I’m telling you?”
Eren, who had maintained an air of disbelief throughout, hesitated for a moment before confirming that no one else was around.
Then, clasping his hands together slightly, he quickly assumed a reverent posture.
“Then… please grant me a wish!”
Eren dropped to his knees abruptly and cried out earnestly.
“A wish?”
“Yes! If you’re truly a guardian angel, surely you can grant me one wish, can’t you?”
“Uh… well, of course!”
I hadn’t expected him to make a wish so suddenly.
Though caught slightly off guard, I answered with confidence, and Eren promptly poured out his wish as if he’d been waiting for this moment.
“Please help my brother sleep soundly for just one day!”
“…Huh?”
An ambiguous response escaped me before I could help it. At that, Eren’s expression grew a bit downcast as he asked.
“Is that… not possible? Truth is, I’m most worried about my brother in the entire family. If things continue like this… my brother might never smile again.”
He barely ever smiles at me either—just occasionally, and otherwise his face is expressionless.
With that said, Eren squeezed his eyes shut and made his wish with desperate sincerity.
“So please, make my brother sleep! That’s all my wish is.”
“…You’re such a good kid.”
How could he love his brother so much?
Even while suffering from the curse himself.
Blake’s wellbeing comes first for him.
“Is it really not possible?”
“Not possible? I’m a guardian angel born from Blake’s love for you.”
Of course it’s possible!
Besides, it’s my very destiny to help your brother sleep.
“A guardian angel who appeared because my brother loves me….”
Eren paused as if moved by the words, then rose from the sofa and walked toward the window with determined steps.
Then he called out loudly.
“Alright, guardian angel! Then I’ll trust you! And I swear by the name of Eren Leblanc, second son of the Leblanc Family, that I will never forget this grace!”
His spirited cry resonated loudly through the room.
“So please, keep your promise. Because if you don’t… I have nowhere else to turn.”
As Eren disappeared after those words, I found myself lingering over his final statement for a long time.
Despite his stiff posture and sharp tone, his eyes betrayed a desperate, pitiful longing he couldn’t hide.
“Damn it… why are all the kids in this house so mature beyond their years!”
That small boy’s tender heart, unable to even care for his own sleep, kept pricking my chest with aching tenderness.
***
A full day had passed since Eren left.
“…So, he’s already abandoned me for a whole day?”
Still, having time alone had yielded some results of my own.
The previous night, when my motivation burned bright, I discovered something.
It was that while inside this bear doll, unlike when I’m in my true form, my magical power doesn’t drain away.
‘During a sabbatical year, I normally can’t accumulate mana like this. How strange.’
The bear doll was tightly binding my modest magical power.
This bear doll definitely has something special about it.
“Hmm… I have no idea.”
Since it would be difficult to figure out right now, I decided to uncover its secrets gradually.
For now, let me rest a bit more.
My body felt impossibly heavy after staying awake all night, not knowing when Blake would arrive.
“This bed is absolutely wonderful.”
If there was one thing I was most satisfied with after exploring the room all day yesterday.
It was this bed.
Sprawled across the enormous bed—large enough to do five forward rolls on—I kicked my legs happily and smiled contentedly.
Being small-bodied isn’t so bad after all?
Lying flat and resting like this felt like heaven itself.
‘Yawwwn, now that I think about it, there was something I didn’t tell Blake. What was it….’
Oh, I remember now.
The sleep incantation could only be cast while holding hands tightly.
It’s not that I have some strange ulterior motive—that’s just how it originally worked.
Long ago, my witch mother created it to lull her children to sleep, so the incantation’s activation requires that condition.
Of course, for me, when Blake is in contact with me, my mana charges at high speed, so it’s a perfectly ideal incantation….
But would Blake understand?
How could I explain it without making him uncomfortable?
My vision kept blurring and then clearing again.
I mustn’t fall asleep.
Just in case Blake returns to this room, I should practice the sleep incantation.
The incantation wasn’t difficult.
“Korolong, Koo.”
Since it’s an ancient incantation, the activation words are rather childish. (And I’ll say it again—I didn’t create it.)
Anyway, to fight off the encroaching sleep and to grow accustomed to this embarrassing incantation, I kept murmuring the spell over and over.
Korolong, Koo. Korolong Koo.
Korolong Koo….
“Koo… Koo…”
That night, I dreamed.
A beautiful man as handsome as an angel descended from the moon gently grasped my hand and whispered, ‘This crazy bear doll….’
I struggled with all my might not to let go of that handsome man’s hand as I chanted the incantation.
“Korolong Koo….”
And early in the morning.
When I opened my eyes, gasping for breath from hands that held me with suffocating intensity.
“Huh?”
A breathtakingly handsome man with pristine silver hair was sleeping while embracing me.

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