The Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health – Chapter 362

Author: Asternkm

“Isn’t she your big sister?”

In Valer’s mental world—a brutal scene where countless dads were killing each other—the only child I met.

‘Cute.’

Dad, you never told me you were this cute when you were little.

Young Dad looked at me in shock, his eyes going wide.

“Y-You’re really not my big sister?”

I’m your daughter, but honestly, I kind of want to be your big sister.

Even though I knew his core was still Dad, his cuteness completely melted me.

“Want me to be your big sister starting today?”

“Then you’re really not my big sister…”

“Why are you denying it when I said I’d do it?”

Dad’s face crumpled like he was about to cry.

That expression was so cute that I ended up poking his soft cheeks without thinking.

All around us, different versions of Dad were killing each other, but where we stood, everything was strangely peaceful.

“Why are you a kid?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t tell me… this one is the ‘real’ one?”

I quit the violin, shut myself inside my house, and became a webtoon and web novel addict—a full-on hikikomori.

It had only been about four years, but back then I lived on eat–webtoon or web novel–sleep.
Not the ultimate freeloader, but the ultimate cultured person.

The literary sense I built up during that time told me—

‘This kid is the real Dad.’

My literary intuition was screaming it at me.
This kid was the real one!

But if he really was the real Dad, shouldn’t something be happening?

‘Why is nothing happening at all?’

That was when the background changed.

It was still a battlefield where Dads killed each other, but one thing was different—
the Dads who were killed no longer got back up like zombies after some time.

‘Why aren’t they getting up?’

On top of that, the Dads who had been fighting suddenly stopped and started looking around, as if searching for something.

Mm. This bad feeling.

At that moment, a blurred memory resurfaced.

“Do I just need to find the real Dad?”

【No.】

My naïve question, and the voice of the “Last God” answering it.

【You must awaken your ‘Dad’.】

Awaken Dad?

My eyes met those of the child Dad, who was staring at me blankly.

He’s already awake though?!

****

Again.

That feeling of someone calling him.

Valer seriously thought he might be losing his mind lately.

Otherwise, there was no way he’d be hearing things this often.

Every time it happened, a headache followed, along with a strange sensation—
as if the world and he himself were separating.

It felt like this world didn’t belong to him, mixed with a hollow sense of having lost something precious.

“Valer, are you okay?”

Valer, clutching his head and frowning, looked up at his sister’s voice.

At some point, Shione had arrived. She was looking down at him with gentle but regretful eyes.

“Sis…?”

That was strange. Shouldn’t she be working right now? Why was she here?

He was happy to see her, yet something felt off.

He couldn’t say exactly what was wrong, but it felt like gears that should have meshed didn’t—
a dissonant sensation that made Valer groan.

“Valer.”

Shione asked quietly.

“You still… can’t remember?”

Crack.

At that moment, Valer heard the sound of something breaking.

****

“Aaaah!”

I was running with young Dad tucked under my arm.

For good reason—other Dads were chasing us like lunatics right behind me.

“What is this, some kind of zombie movie?”

If it really was a zombie story, would I get bitten the moment I stopped?

‘Ah… well, I guess it wouldn’t be me getting bitten.’

While sprinting like crazy with a fan club chasing me, I thought about it again.

This mental world was seriously twisted.

The World Tree had explained it before.

Any lifeform that awakens mana gains its own mental image, and those images gather to form this inner mental world—the source of that being’s power.

‘And this scenery is the source of Dad’s power?’

An endless war against himself?

Considering Dad’s life, it kind of fit… but I had another thought.

What was the fundamental reason that forced him to repeat so many warlike lives?

‘His sister. And me.’

Dad was someone who threw himself into an endless war to save me.
Even if it wasn’t completely his choice, no one could deny that he did it.

But then— the ‘real’ him is just a child desperately looking for his sister?

I looked at young Dad, trembling in fear as he dangled under my arm.

He was cute enough to make me smile, but still—

Something was wrong.

‘Why does he look like a child?’

Come to think of it, being told to find the “real Dad” was strange too.
When I searched for my master, I just had to find my master.

When I stopped, young Valer panicked and grabbed my clothes.

“We have to run, big sister!”

Those round eyes made me want to agree to anything he said, but—

“No. Just running away won’t solve anything.”

This was the time to face it head-on.

****

At the same time, outside the crystal.

While Arellin was in the world of nothingness and the mental world, time passed quickly outside.

The mana storm had thankfully stopped, but the massive crystal formation left behind caused widespread unrest.

“There has never been anything this grotesque in Albert history! We must destroy that ominous thing immediately!”

“Are you insane? How would we even destroy it? And do you have any idea what might happen if we do?!”

“So you’re saying we just leave that ominous thing sitting in the middle of the capital?!”

Opinions were sharply divided between those insisting it be destroyed at once and those arguing they should at least identify it first.

“Can’t you see how afraid people are now that Lemuren’s prophecy has been announced?! So many have already died!”

Behind this unrest was the “prophecy” that Lemuren had announced just before the catastrophe.

Guide those who slumber in laziness at the crossroads of dreams.
Do not allow the wings of the end to spread.
Remain ever wary of sorrow, so the tyrant’s shadow does not stain the throne.
Only after the final nightmare that assails us has scattered,
Will the door to a true tomorrow finally open.
Sing of hope, beneath the wandering star.

Theologians across the world were tearing their hair out trying to decipher its meaning, while national leaders were plagued by the ominous prophecy.

This was a crisis situation.

Yet the ministers were still split down the middle, arguing over whether to destroy it now or not destroy something whose nature they didn’t even understand.

Pession settled the chaos with his own decision.

“For now, we observe. Set up watch posts, and if anything changes, we’ll discuss it again.”

Right now, restoring the damage was more urgent than arguing.

Still, Pession’s thoughts were focused on Arellin, who had disappeared inside the crystal.

Though one question lingered.

‘Why was Chloe there in the first place…?’

****

Chloe felt like she was going insane.

【※Warning※ Character collapse is occurring! If your character sync rate drops further, something terrible will happen!】
【Current Sync Rate: 72%】

The alert that appeared when Arellin first mentioned her “identity” hadn’t disappeared, constantly forcing Chloe to “act like the character.”

But what was really driving her crazy was—

【♥ Capture the target characters ♥】

This status message that had suddenly appeared in huge letters and refused to go away.

She wanted to ignore it, but…

【♥ Capture the target characters ♥】
【♥ Capture the target characters ♥】
【♥ Capture the target characters ♥】

The repeated notifications, forcing her to progress the capture routes, nearly broke her.

“It’s not like I don’t want to! They just won’t fall for me—what am I supposed to do?!”

No matter how much game knowledge she used, Pession’s affection only went down.
The twins’ affection went up and down with no clear pattern.
And then there was Harun, who was hard to even meet!

How was she supposed to clear this difficulty?!

There was a reason Chloe had switched strategies and started flirting with other men to build a harem.

As she vented her frustration, the status window changed.

【♥ Capture the target characters ♥】
【♥ If you do not capture them, you will die ♥】

What?

Chloe’s eyes widened at the threatening message.

【!Warning! Your protagonist status is under threat.】
【 Your Protagonist Share: 52.5 】

It was her first time seeing this window, but the meaning was painfully clear.

‘If that percentage drops any further…’

What happens to me then?

As Chloe swallowed dryly, filled with nothing but dread—

【★☆ Event Triggered: Protagonist Crisis! ☆★】