The Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health Chapter 295

Sirua pressed hard against her throbbing temples, barely holding back the urge to yell at Pession.

“Not that thought, you idiot. You know exactly what I mean and you’re doing this on purpose, right?”

“All I’m thinking about is that I miss Arellin?”

Watching Pession answer shamelessly, Sirua clicked her tongue.

What was I even expecting from this guy?

“Enough already.”

“You don’t know love.”

Pession looked at Sirua like he was pitying her.

“Ugh!”

Sirua clenched her fist, holding herself back from punching her older brother.

“That’s creepy, so stop it!”

“One day, when you meet your own love, you’ll understand me.”

“Hey! Stop talking nonsense!”

Nope. This guy is hopeless.

She’d always known he was like this, but now that the symptoms had gotten worse, Sirua found it hard to deal with him.

“You! Do you know if Miss Arellin knows you’re acting like this?”

“I do.”

That was impossible. No way.

She knows, and she still hasn’t lost interest in him?

“…Is this love?”

Sirua’s eyes trembled slightly.

Realizing that love could make even Arellin foolish, Sirua decided she never wanted to fall in love.

Ever. For the rest of her life.

“Ah… I really miss Arellin.”

“Seriously, you’re driving me insane. Does Miss Arellin run through your veins or something?”

“How did you know? My blood-Arellin levels are low right now.”

“…….”

Sirua admitted to herself that she’d been foolish.
It was always wiser not to argue with someone in love.

Coming all this way just to figure out what he was thinking had been a mistake.

Sirua quietly stood up.

“I’m not talking to you anymore.”

“Weren’t you the one who came here first?”

“You’re beyond help. I’m telling Miss Arellin everything about how you’re acting.”

“Go ahead.”

Pession smiled confidently.

“Even then, Arellin still likes me.”

For just a moment, Sirua wished Pession would get dumped by Arellin. It would never happen, but still.

“Sirua, when do you think the proposal reply will come back? Do you think we can prepare a wedding within a month?”

“How would I know?!”

Snapping irritably, Sirua stormed out of the Crown Prince’s palace.

 

 

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What Sirua didn’t know was that Empress Ageni had already heard Pession’s true feelings once before.

It was when Arellin had acted on her own and gone to Gairen for Pession’s sake.

Left alone in the imperial palace, Pession searched for Arellin’s location while also uncovering every truth that had surrounded him until then.

“So it was you, Mother.”

From the start, Empress Ageni had never planned to hide things after it reached that point, so the suffocating face-to-face meeting between mother and son happened easily enough.

“…I did it for you.”

It was an answer so weak it didn’t even deserve consideration.

But Pession understood that it was truly how Ageni felt. Understanding it, and feeling resentment as an unfilial son, were separate matters.

As his anger faded, his eyes grew calm—but cold. Empress Ageni, crushed by guilt, could barely breathe.

Pession didn’t like seeing his beloved mother fidget nervously, watching his reactions.

Of course, as a son, he should have said he understood and forgiven her.

But—

“For now, I don’t want to see you, Mother.”

That was the only thing Pession could say.

Facing her with a smile right away wasn’t possible. The despair he’d gone through was too deep.

And so the relationship between mother and son grew barren, and before long, a subtle tension spread through the imperial palace.

Several weeks passed like that.

With a sigh, Ageni complained to her head maid.

“If I go see him, Pession won’t be happy, will he?”

“Yes… most likely.”

“How much time will it take before Pession forgives me?”

Because the empress looked lifeless, Emperor Edward grew irritated, and that mood spread through the palace.

Everyone inside the palace desperately wished the two superiors would reconcile soon.

“Still, it was good to see Pession at the Halbern party. He looked healthy, at least.”

“Your Majesty……”

Though they were in the same palace, her son felt billions of light-years away.

Looking in the direction of the Crown Prince’s palace, Empress Ageni sighed.

“He said he doesn’t want to see me for a while……”

She smiled bitterly.

How long was “a while,” anyway?

A week? A month? A year?

Maybe even longer.

Everyone worried about the discouraged empress…

Everyone except Sirua.

“Wow. Mother, you’re being dramatic. Your grown son said he doesn’t want to see you—why is that such a shock?”

“I’m worried he might go astray.”

“He’s already grown. What’s there to go astray about? And Pession already went astray ages ago. Don’t you know how bad his personality’s gotten? Seriously, you don’t treat me or Therion like this—only Pession.”

“…Is that so.”

Maybe because she was already aware of it herself, Empress Ageni smiled faintly.

“He resembles that person, after all.”

Sirua tilted her head.

“Who?”

“The person I cherish and love most in this world.”

Sirua froze mid-bite with her dessert.

What… did Mother just say?

Blinking rapidly, Sirua asked in shock.

“W-wait, does Father know about this?!”

First love?!

Even as Sirua panicked, Empress Ageni remained calm.

“Probably?”

“……?”

What was with that reaction?

Thinking about how Emperor Edward acted like Ageni was his entire world, this didn’t make sense.

While Sirua stood confused, Ageni traced her memories.

“She looked fragile, like she’d shatter at any moment—but she never broke.”

Shione.

Gazing at a far-off place, Empress Ageni whispered the name.

How could she not be special?

Shione had shaped Ageni’s world.

“Back then, I couldn’t express these feelings properly. But now I understand. I wanted Shione to be happy. To throw off every shackle and live the life she wanted. But Shione……”

Though it was a long-ago memory, Shione’s bright smile was still vivid.

“She gave it all up. Even herself. Just to save her beloved younger sibling.”

Ageni couldn’t understand Shione. She wanted to—but in the end, she couldn’t.

Why would someone so wise and strong make such a choice?

Why go that far? Why?

Even now, Ageni still couldn’t understand her. And she probably never would.

“Sirua, you don’t understand.”

Relieved to realize this wasn’t a first-love story, Sirua puffed out her lips.

Ignoring her, Empress Ageni recalled Shione’s eyes from their last meeting.

Clear, firm eyes, filled with certainty that her choice was right.

Eyes willing to throw everything away for just one thing.

The look Pession had shown was just like that.

That was probably why fear had gripped her so suddenly.

Ageni was afraid. Afraid Pession would walk the same path as Shione. Afraid he might become like her.

It was foolish.

Pession wasn’t Shione.

“Maybe it’s just fear born from my own obsession… but strangely, I’m still afraid.”

More than anything, Ageni truly wished her son wouldn’t break.

“I just want Pession to be happy.”

“He already looks plenty happy to me.”

Answering reluctantly, Sirua looked at Ageni sitting there without energy.

“Hmmm.”

Maybe I’ll try being a good daughter for once.

“Mother.”

“?”

Sirua spoke with playful eyes.

“Want me to tell you how to make up with Pession?”

“……?”

 

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Who am I? Where am I?

“Hehe.”

“Welcome, Miss Arellin.”

Looking back and forth between the brightly smiling Sirua and Empress Ageni staring at me with desperate eyes, I thought—

I was definitely shouting about using my Master chance.

So how did things end up like this?