The Obsessive Male Leads Want to Eat Me Alive Chapter 39

Sislin's words of becoming a great and high person lingered for a long time.

'My baby, it will definitely be like that. For El Dorado is the bloodline of the imperial family. If you wait quietly, the imperial court will come to pick you up.'

And wouldn't I be happier than anyone else?

'You're not going to take revenge on Heinrich, are you?'

'Heinrich is bothering you much less than in the original. Because of me.'

The feral chihuahua in the original was really amazing.

It was basic to call him dirty, and when they made eye contact, he always scolded and spit, even stepping on his painful foot because he's lame… My baby, he was really vicious in the original?!

'Of course, Sislin will get revenge hundreds of times later.'

At first, the readers responded that Heinrich deserved it, but later, most of them found him so pitiable and was so desperate that they cried in the comments, 'Is he really going to kill him?'

'Now such a tragedy will not happen.'

I was convinced.

Then–

'Actually, haven't I accomplished my purpose?'

When I first possessed {Hounds of the Mansion}, I was determined to rescue Sislin and prevent tragedy.

So I tried, and I led the situation according to my intentions.

If I just wait now, Sislin would become a member of the imperial family, and Heinrich would be adopted by a prestigious marquis, 'Hyacinth'.

In front of the two boys, there was practically only a flower road left.

'My role is over.'

I had decided from the beginning to leave when my role was over.

That was why I set the ambitious goal of becoming a bakery owner.

'Now, as I have decided, I will leave here… It might be right to live my own life. '

It was when I was walking down a forest path, deep in thought.

“It's Sister!”

“Yes?”

Suddenly, Heinrich came out from the next path and hugged my arm.

“Ah, Heinrich. Have you already bought all the herbs?”

It was the class of {Introduction to Herbology} by a Byzantine teacher famous for his strictness.

He was a teacher who would later inspect the baskets, carefully grade them, and then scold us if we had poor earnings. It was also a subject that Heinrich, who was far from sincere, was not confident in.

But surprisingly, Heinrich proudly shrugged.

“Of course. Sister, I've dug a lot!”

Oh, what happened?

I checked Heinley's basket. Weeds, unidentified grass roots, wild flowers… 

…Was this all?

Heck, he's a cute idiot.

He was like a puppy that rolled around on the dirt floor and was very proud of it.

I teased Heinrich a little.

“Wow, our Heinrich is amazing! Did you get everything except herbs?”

“…That's too much, Sister.”

I put a large handful of canned herbs into Heinrich's basket, whose glare had gone down quickly.

“You won't get in trouble with this.”

“As expected, Sister is the best.”

Heinrich was moved, his eyes seriously trembling. Soon the boy took something precious out of his arms and held it towards me.

It was a four leaf clover. The fresh green leaves were very pretty.

“I found it because I wanted to give it to Sister.”

He picked up all the wrong things for his basket, and the one he picked for me was completely correct – with four leaves attached.

I imagined Heinrich squatting for a while and looking for this with his bracken-like hand to give me. My heart felt a little tight.

“Thank you so much! That's great.”

“I wish you luck.”

'You're the only one who cares about my luck, Heinrich.'

I treasured Heinrich's gift that was given with a beautiful heart in my arms.

“Sister.”

Then, Heinrich rubbed his soft cheek against my arm and looked up.

“Yes?”

“Why don't we go out to pick raspberries, since it's been a long time?”

The cold and beautiful boy, who captured the sky at dawn in midwinter, looked at me and smiled.

When Heinrich smiled like that, I always couldn't refuse.

Around the lakeside, lovely yellow evening primroses were in full bloom.

Under the largest willow tree in the cluster of flowers was our hideout.

We sat down on a lacy cloth and ate one of the raspberries we picked from nearby.

The tip of my tongue was sweet and sour, and our lips were dyed red with a raspberry color.

“Well…”

Heinrich whispered with closed eyes, sitting in a relaxed manner with one hand behind his back.

Whoosh— The boy's hair swayed leisurely as the wind blew.

The limescale glistened on the calm water surface. It was as if a lot of stars had descended on the lake.

“…Well.”

When I said the same thing, Heinrich opened his eyes and looked at me.

The smiling boy's face looked young and innocent.

It was the smile I loved.

“Sister, every time I come here, I have a question for you.”

“Huh? What is that?”

“Are you going to answer me?”

I nodded my head willingly.

“Yes!”

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Then, Heinrich turned his gaze to the far shore of the lake and said;

“You know, in the winter lake. Why did you go then?”

I also turned my gaze to the distant lake. And I smiled softly and said;

“Oh, I just stumbled!”

“Hey, that's a lie.”

Heinrich lowered his eyelashes and laughed.

“Why? Why are you curious about that?”

I asked playfully.

Then I remembered the first time I met Heinrich. Heinrich was like a child trapped in ice.

A small icy human who was imprisoned in the state in which his father turned away from him, saying he was of dirty blood, and even witnessing the death of his mother.

When a person approached, he scattered chill, but he couldn't help being cold.

'I was so sad for you, Heinrich.'

So I wanted to show him.

There was at least one person in the world who would listen to him unconditionally and stand by his side.

He looked so lonely when he was hurting and not letting anyone in…… The frozen lake in winter didn't look cold at all.

I was willing to go in. If it was for Heinrich.

“I was just curious, so I asked.”

Heinrich replied, raising the corners of his lips quietly.

Slightly later, he mumbled in a low voice.

“…I wish I knew everything.”

Annette, his angel, an idiot who listened to all his complaints even though he knew it was forceful.

Heinrich vividly remembered the first time he met Annette.

The girl with large, light green eyes was smiling brightly.

She seemed pure and warm, like an angel who knew nothing of the sufferings of the world.

“Hello? You must be Heinrich.”

The moment the boy saw that smile, he became afraid.

That bright, warm smile, like the spring sun that melted winter, was too sweet for him—

He was afraid he was going to love her.

When he got better and became closer to her, he was afraid that the cold despair surrounding him would hurt the girl who didn't know how to suffer.

So push, push, push… 

'In the end, it was all useless.'

Hello, it was just a light greeting.

His life began to be dyed in a completely different color at her greeting.

That kindness that melted the cold ice and led to a brilliant spring.

A warm embrace with the scent of lilac…

Heinrich fell in love with her irresistibly.

“I like good boys, Heinrich!”

He wanted to hear whatever Annette had to say.

He doesn't have much yet.

He was always anxious to give Annette all of his luck, smile, kindness, and the rest of his life.

His pretty sister.

His Annette…

'You don't know how much I love you.'

'Without you, I'll probably die.'

“Heinrich, you know what.”

“Yes?”

Heinrich smiled with his usual mischievous face.

“What, Sister?”

Annette gulped down her saliva, as if making an important announcement.

“What if I go to adoption?”

Heinrich replied without hesitation for even a second.

“If they take Sister, whoever it is, I will tear him to pieces and kill—”

“Ah, no!”

In response to my reaction, in which my eyes had doubled in size, Heinrich, who was speaking with a fearsome face, quickly responded with a bright smile.

“I'm kidding!”

'…It's not a joke to anyone's eyes, what a child.'

If I were to be adopted, the person would be a noble, but he said that he would kill him without hesitation!

Indeed, it was the brave chihuahua who swore at whoever that bothered him even if he was a prince.

Heinrich, who spoke unwaveringly, frowned and thought seriously for a moment, then opened his mouth again.

“Still, Sister wanted to have parents…”

“That's right!”

I quickly nodded my head vigorously.

Heinrich sucked the insides of his cheeks and wrapped his hand around his head as if he was worried about his head popping out.

Then, with tremendous torture, he exclaimed with great force and grandeur, like a rebel who revealed his stronghold and the names of his comrades.

“If they are good parents, I should let you go!”

'…Is it something to say so solemnly?'

“Of course, if a bad bastard wants to adopt you, I will have to rip him to shreds!”

Heinrich smiled brightly and looked at me.

'It wasn't even a joke…!'

'Heuk-heuk, stop talking about ripping, child. The other party is a person, not a pastry!'

Judging by his conduct at that time, it seemed obvious that Gerard was going to be part of the pastry.

“Sister.”

Then Heinrich rubbed his face on my arm and said;

Chapter end