The Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health – Chapter 325

Author: Asternkm

Laurent International Academy.

This academy—once attended by Mehen—was a cradle of knowledge where geniuses from all over the world gathered.

It taught a wide range of disciplines such as physics, astronomy, geography, literature, philosophy, mathematics, biology, medicine, and engineering, and was also a place where great minds came together to research and debate!

Milliert Sobern, a graduate of the Laurent Academy who had once taught basic foreign languages to the Crown Prince in Albret, opened his eyes the moment he met Arellin.

He himself had merely been ordinary— the real genius was right here.

At only seven years old, just how many languages did she speak?!

“She must be sent to the Laurent Academy immediately!”

A genius must not be left to rot in a place like this. Intelligence must be honed!

Milliert immediately returned to the Laurent Academy to look for a way to “bring Arellin over.”

And just when he was finally able to send an invitation offering single-room dorm housing, full tuition coverage, and a special scholarship, he heard shocking news.

“What? Miss Arellin is already dead?”

Even the heavens were cruel!

That star of intellect—one that appeared perhaps once in ten thousand years—had fallen so miserably!

Everyone related to linguistics at the Laurent Academy, whether professor, doctorate, or master’s degree holder, sighed in grief.

But this year, it became known that Arellin was alive!

Milliert could no longer hold back. Neither could the other professors who had been forced to listen to Milliert praise Arellin’s abilities every single day.

And that was how all these professors ended up gathered in front of the main gate of the Halbern estate!

“Wait—if all the professors are here, what about the Academy? Someone has to teach classes, don’t they?”

At Mehen’s reasonable question, Milliert burst into laughter.

“No need to worry. The teaching assistants are handling the classes!”

“…….”

“More importantly, where is Miss Arellin? We must see our genius.”

“…….”

“There are matters we’d like her help with, so we’d like to meet her as soon as possible!”

“…….”

Did they really dump all their major classes on teaching assistants just to see Arellin? Were these people out of their minds?

“It wasn’t easy for us to come either. We reorganized the curriculum so there’d be no issues with assistants teaching—and we even boasted that we’d fully decipher this stele!”

“A stele?”

“Yes! A stele from a great ruin, no less!”

Mehen flinched.

“Isn’t that a national treasure of the Uyo Federation?”

Milliert smiled calmly, as if to say yes, exactly what you’re thinking.

No—seriously, these people?!

Pressing his throbbing temple, Mehen opened his mouth.

“…Leave.”

“Hm? What did you just say?”

“I said get out, you idiots! Get out right now!”

There really wasn’t a single quiet day in this damned house.

****

Meanwhile, at the Spherom estate.

As usual, Ciel was dealing with a crowd of masters today as well.

“They came again?”

“Yes. They say if you don’t meet with them today, they’ll boycott all scheduled performances starting today.”

“Hah. These crazy people.”

Ciel loved art.

Not because it made money, but because his [Eye for Value] made him judge worth in everything he saw, leaving him with no hobby he could enjoy comfortably.

Except for art.

Especially music, which dealt with intangible melodies—his [Eye for Value] saw nothing in it.

Just as the same painting could have different value depending on the painter, the value of sheet music changed depending on who performed it.

That was why Ciel loved music, and why he could never forget the performances Arellin had played when they gathered together at Halbern during their childhood.

More than ten years had passed, but he had never again experienced a performance that gave him such chills.

Perhaps young Ciel had instinctively known this would happen—that might have been why he had begged Arellin for her sheet music.

He wanted to keep hearing it, just as much as he felt a duty to share it with the world.

Maybe that was why. Ever since distributing the sheet music, Ciel had been constantly harassed by musicians.

“Please let us meet the composer of this genius music!”

“Who in the world composed such a score?! I want to meet the creator of this beautiful melody!”

“This revolutionary musical form… ah, my eyes have been opened. Everything I’ve composed until now was garbage!”

The sheet music Arellin spread contained more than just simple music.

Equal temperament, counterpoint, harmony—concepts already embedded within the music itself.

Arellin herself was so familiar with them that she didn’t realize how special they were, but to the musical world of Albret, which had been developing music in entirely different forms, these were shocking new ideas!

Faced with scores that held concepts similar to—but more advanced than—their accumulated musical knowledge, musicians had no choice but to abandon their pride and follow.

“Let us meet her! The god of music!”

“We have the right to meet a god too!”

They themselves regretted that things had come to this.

But if it meant meeting the composer of these scores, they didn’t care about the dignity of being masters anymore.

“This looks more like a flea market than anything.”

Ciel looked off toward the distant mountains, deliberately ignoring the masters sprawled out in front of him.

Who was it that told these people the source of the sheet music was Arellin?

…Oh. Me.

It wasn’t like he’d put up a stele saying ‘In honor of the God of Music’ when he thought Arellin was dead.

But back then, he had no choice!

“Lord Ciel, we deeply regret having to say this to you. But we are people who live for music and die for music!”

“Even if we die right here, we must meet her!”

“Please help us!”

After watching the masters go from throwing tantrums, to threatening boycotts, to appealing emotionally, Ciel sighed once more.

Just then, the door opened and Noel entered the reception room.

“Wh—what is this?”

Seeing the priceless sight of Albret’s most expensive masters lying flat on the floor, Noel tilted his head and looked at Ciel.

“Ciel, are you busy?”

“No, not really. What’s up?”

“Arellin ran off.”

“What?”

The ears of the masters lying on the floor perked up at the name Arellin.

“She’s not at the estate. Looks like she went to the magitech engineers’ workshop.”

Seeing right through Arellin’s obvious behavior, Ciel laughed.

“Looks like she ran away to avoid us, right?”

“Most likely. If a homebody went out on her own, that’s the only reason.”

“She keeps disappointing us.”

“That’s our Arell-arell for you.”

Ciel and Noel both made sour expressions at the same time.

Just this morning, they’d questioned her a little about why the first party she accepted since her social debut wasn’t their party—and she immediately ran away.

Guess it hit a nerve?

“Hm.”

They had already figured out that Arellin had been taking a great interest in Madam Olivia lately, so if Arellin just explained why she did it, they’d been planning to let it go.

With the imperial ball having ended not long ago, Pession was packed with official events—making this the only chance to have Arellin all to themselves.

Sensing the unusual mood between the two, the masters who had tried to butt in swallowed dryly and read the room.

“Ciel, did you know? Professors from the Laurent Academy visited the Halbern estate today.”

“Why them?”

“No idea. I probed a bit, and they said they were looking for a genius. Couldn’t that be about Arellin?”

“Hah. So there are others after Arellin besides us?”

“Well, that won’t do. It makes no sense for our turn to be pushed back, does it?”

Ciel and Noel smiled at the same time.

Not a single concrete plan was spoken, but they understood each other perfectly—reading each other’s thoughts as if they shared one body.

“Something… something is happening.”

Seeing the twins’ determined air, the gathered masters’ eyes sparkled.

Could it be?

Are we finally going to see Miss Arellin today?!

The masters quietly withdrew, disappearing in an instant.

For tonight’s performance!

****

“Uh…….”

Where am I? Who is this place?

Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, I tried to recall what had just happened.

After visiting the magitech engineers’ workshop, looking at all kinds of inventions ahead of their time, getting flustered as they stuffed countless inventions and artifacts into my arms as “gifts”—

I was trying to go home.

Eter had been whining about wanting to go for a drive, so I was planning to ride for once……

I got kidnapped!

By who?!

By the Sperom twins.

“Arell, did you enjoy your escape?”

Seeing Ciel smiling brightly, I swallowed dryly without realizing it.

Why is it scary even though he’s smiling?

I’d already run away from these two today, so my conscience was prickling and I couldn’t get my words out properly.

Ah, seriously, what is this?

Why are you two popping up here?!

As I was desperately thinking about what to say, Noel cut in.