The Tyrant Mistook Me For A Companion

I smiled awkwardly and pulled my hand out.

But I couldn’t even show that I didn’t like it, so my smile remained.

‘What the hell, what’s this?’

Confused by the actions of Duke Sen, my face turned red before I knew it.

“See you tomorrow, then.”

I nodded. He made quite a stir and left the count’s residence leisurely.

In the drawing room where the silence lingered, I glanced at Leon’s countenance.

‘No, why should I look at Leon?’

But I couldn’t look Leon in the eye.

Oh, why do I feel guilty?

“Leon, did you hear anything?”

I tried to ask Leon, pretending nothing happened.

“Yes, I have not heard anything from you.”

Leon came to me in response to my answer and took my hand.

Then he took out his handkerchief and wiped it off.

“There’s something dirty on it. Let’s go wash it.”

“……Yes?”

I opened my eyes wide. Did you call it dirty that the Duke Sen’s mouth touched it?

“Elle, you don’t tell me anything.”

“Leon, that’s not it.”

“Since when did you become a lover with a strong duke?”

“It’s just a tool to deceive because of a request. Does he and I really look like lovers?”

Leon closed and opened his eyes slowly and stared at me.

“Do you want me to look at you like that?”

Rather, he asked me back. Would Leon react like this if I became a lover with Duke Sen.

It didn’t feel bad. No, is it okay to feel this way.

I shook my head.

“Leon, it doesn’t matter.”

“It’s important. It’s you that matters to me. Elle, everything about you is important.”

Leon’s touch stopped.

He bit his lips and sighed.

“I’m sorry. I think you’ve changed a lot in the time I wasn’t around for a while.”

“Leon…?”

“You really don’t tell me anything. I told you everything.”

Leon soon let go of my hand.

He looked at me for a moment with eyes that seemed to have something to say, and then turned around.

“I’m tired, so I’ll get going.”

“Leon, hold on!”

“I need to rest a little. I hope your request goes well.”

Leon left the drawing room without looking back.

Left alone, I stared at the handkerchief in my hand.

I think Leon is pretty angry.

* * *

Leon was choked with boiling anger.

“I didn’t know they were looking for me.”

Leon hold his chin.

He’s a powerful duke.

It was clear that he was the date Delther had mentioned.

So, he must have said that they are lovers in front of me. Isn’t it funny to provoke me?

I should’ve killed that guy.

It was regrettable that I couldn’t. I got goosebumps when I heard a word referring to me as a pattern hunter.

I can’t believe he asked an informant to find someone.

I wondered what Duke Sen might be hiding. I thought he was quite nervous and found Elle again.

“There was…….The pattern on Elle.”

It’s blurry, but there’s definitely a pattern on the wrist.

But why didn’t she tell me?

If it’s red, isn’t it a colour that everyone avoids.

Leon had a throbbing head.

It was the cause of the trouble that I raised my arm to wipe the back of her hand.

There was clearly a red moon on Elle’s wrist, which had nothing.

‘Why, this time again, me and you…….’

She wasn’t his companion. Because Leon was golden. I hoped there would be no pattern like Elle.

That way, I can live with hope.

However, the moment I saw the pattern on Elle’s wrist, I couldn’t say anything.

“There’s no way Elle doesn’t know. Nevertheless, if she didn’t tell me, she must be trying to hide it from me.”

How can Elle know my true feelings?

No, it may not matter to her.

She spoke as if she knew from the beginning that a pattern would appear on my wrist.

And now that I’m talking about her companion…….

No way.

Leon couldn’t believe it. Elle knows everything?

Did he know who my companion was and tried to connect Janice and me?

If she was, everything would have been right.

His heart was broken to pieces.

“That’s why you made a blindfold that can cover the pattern.”

To hide your pattern. If it’s red, it’s better not to be noticed by others.

Leon closed his eyes tightly.

But didn’t he say they were going to work again?

I haven’t left the count’s house since I came back.

This means that I have not attacked those with patterns since I was going to the battlefield.

Someone was pretending.

I didn’t know what the purpose was, but it was clear.

Then there was a chance it was them, not one person.

“He left the request to Elle, so there will be a high chance.”

Elle would be shocked to learn that Leon did such a thing.

That had to be stopped.

Leon’s eyes gleamed insidiously.

‘Now, let’s find some guys who are active instead of me.’

It would work well for me to find it first and let Elle know before Elle finds it.

While we’re at it, we need to find someone with a red pattern.

If that’s Elle’s companion, wouldn’t it be enough to kill him. Otherwise, Elle could die.

It couldn’t be watched. Leon was going to protect Elle no matter what.

“So don’t hate me too much, Elle.”

I’ll stop you from being killed by your companion.

I’ve never seen a red pattern. In other words, no one survives that much.

It was only natural that they would eventually face tragedy because of the curse of trying to kill each other.

If there is a red pattern that appears at the same time as Elle, it must be killed.

That way, Elle can live.

Leon had to do something before he lost his heart to Janice.

He was tired of struggling with the patterns that were getting clearer and clearer. He was going to cut off his arm after he finished all the work.

If so, could this tough fate be cut off?

Leon smiled low at the night sky.

I think the life I’m living now is no different from hell.

I felt empty because it was different from the life I wanted.

* * *

I came back to my room and headed to the bathtub to wash up.

When I unpacked the bath bomb and went into the water, I was sleepy.

“What’s wrong with Leon earlier?”

I sighed automatically.

He’s really mysterious. What should I do if you leave like that all of a sudden.

How can I tell why you’re angry because you don’t tell me.

“Good work, My Lady.”

“Huh? Thank you.”

Diria patted me on the shoulder while taking care of the bath. Diria’s hands are the best.

My eyes closed as I felt like my fatigue was disappearing.

“Oh, my lady……!”

“What?”

Diria shook me in amazement.

There was a red moon that I had drawn earlier where Diria, who gently wiped her arms, pointed to it.

“Oh, right. I didn’t erase this.”

I rubbed my wrist with water casually.

“Oh, it’s hard to erase.”

“Wh, what’s this?! It’s red!”

“Diria, I drew this.”

“What?”

She frowned as if it was strange.

Indeed, who draws patterns in red.

I was forced to tell the story.

“Oh, you did it to test the accessories. You must have felt uncomfortable that it was red.”

“Yeah, I forgot, but seeing it again, it is”

“But I don’t think it’s coming off very well……. What should I do?”

“It really can’t be erased”

I put on a very troubled look. However, I decided to leave it because I thought I would go for a few days soon.

“It will be erased on its own. Well, what’s the matter?”

“That’s true, but……. I don’t feel good at all.”

“Yeah. It’s kind of uncomfortable.”

But you can’t do it, can you? If you rub something that doesn’t come off, only your arm will hurt.

“It’s okay as long as I try not to be seen. Next time, I’ll wear a dress with no flapping sleeves.”

“Yes! I will prepare for it.”

“Thank you always. Lord Hessen knows this, so you don’t have to worry.”

“Is that so?”

Diria nodded.

Maybe it won’t be a problem if everyone knows.

Because the red pattern didn’t really appear.

I leaned back in the bathtub as if it were no big deal.

There is no better medicine for fatigue than soaking in warm water.

“I have to meet with Duke Sen tomorrow, so I think I’ll go out a little early.”

“Oh, then I’ll have to dress you nicely.”

“Hmm? You don’t have to. It’s just for work.”

“But you have a different image on the outside!”

Diria shook her head vigorously.

I thought it would be comfortable to let her do it because she seemed to want to do something.

“Yes, do so.”

“Is the Count feeling a little better?”

“Yes, thanks to Leon.”

“Wow…… Sir Leon is cool. He’s like a prince. It feels like he’s showing up when you need something and solving it.”

He’s not a prince, but he’s a male lead.

I looked at Diria and forcibly raised the corners of my lips.