I Unintentionally Cured the Grand Duke’s Insomnia - Chapter 125

63. — The Main Characters’ Have Terrible Personalities (1)

Irene, who was walking down a dark hallway, glanced at Michael out of the corner of her eye. From the reaction of Grand Duke Destro when he met Michael, he also seemed to think that Michael was Abel. However, the relationship between the two people who thought they had finally met again after a long time was…

How should she put it? It was quite strange, to say the least.

Irene glanced at Michael, recalling the reactions of the two people, which seemed both good and bad. The two, who resembled each other not only in face and physique but also in speech and twisted personality, looked like brothers to anyone who saw them.

She couldn’t help but wonder if Michael hated the fact that he was the Grand Duke’s younger brother or if there was another reason.

“You’re staring a hole in my face, Saintess.”

A playful voice eventually returned from Michael, who was walking ahead with an expressionless face.

Irene met his gaze and then asked cautiously.

“Can I ask why you didn’t tell the Grand Duke that the place where you were found unconscious was by the river a little way off from the Vandro Gorge?”

He burst into laughter at her question. He smiled as he looked into Irene’s eyes, waiting for his answer.

“Haven’t you already asked that?”

“Then, answer me. Why didn’t you reveal it?”

“….”

“If you had just revealed that fact, His Highness the Grand Duke would’ve probably—!”

“Irene Rochere.”

Irene’s voice, which had been rising with frustration, stopped at his lowered voice. Wiping away his playful tone, Michael met her eyes and opened his mouth.

“The reason is simple.”

“….”

“Even though that pot-bellied man, you, and everyone said he was my brother, I couldn’t remember anything when I saw his face.”

“….”

“Think about it, Irene. If I really were that man’s younger brother, wouldn’t I have remembered something the moment I saw his face?”

“….”

“Shouldn’t I have felt some kind of affectionate emotion, at the very least?”

Irene fell silent as if at a loss and closed her mouth at his resolute tone. Seeing her clench her fist, he added a word as if trying to lighten the mood.

“Well, of course, I did think his face was creepily similar to mine.”

“….”

“The one thing I’m sure of is that I have a better personality. That guy’s personality is terrible.”

Michael sighed softly at Irene, who still looked serious despite his joke.

“I’ve probably told you several times that you don’t need to feel responsible for my memories not coming back, Irene.”

“Michael, I…!”

“And you wouldn’t want me to spend time playing family with a man I don’t even remember, would you?”

“….”

“I’ll go back when I remember. When that time comes, I might want to go back on my own even if you don’t do this.”

“….”

“So, let’s stop talking about this. Actually, your situation is more serious than mine right now.”

Irene’s face, which had been looking at Michael with concern, stiffened at his low words. Seeing her hardened expression, he turned his head to look ahead.

〈 Canceling the return ceremony isn’t something I can decide on my own. 〉

〈 I’ll report this matter to His Majesty first, and then we can discuss it again. 〉

A body was found.

And it was found on the gate that the Saintess, who had returned to the capital after five years, was to pass through. Michael gnashed his teeth at the behavior of the perpetrator, who had ruined the efforts of Irene, who had devoted herself more than anyone else to this empire for the past five years, with such a despicable trick.

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Cain remained silent. Perhaps it was because he was so confused that he couldn’t easily say anything.

The knights, who noticed the worsening situation, hurriedly left the room.

“Your Highness.”

I called out cautiously, but he said nothing.

Looking at Cain’s face like that, I grasped his hand tightly. Only then did his gaze turn towards me at my touch.

I tried to talk to him immediately but was taken aback by the dead body behind him. After thinking for a moment, I gently pulled Cain’s hand and led him into the adjacent room. I glanced around at the cluttered items piled up before I seated Cain on top of a wooden crate stacked inside the room.

“Adelia, I don’t know what you’re trying to say, but later…”

I put a sweet caramel into Cain’s open mouth. His face twisted at the caramel that unexpectedly found its way into his mouth.

“Didn’t I tell you? It’s good to eat something sweet when you have a lot on your mind.”

“…I thought you said it’s for relieving stress, not for when you have a lot on your mind.”

“Don’t be so inflexible. How is it? It’s delicious, right?”

Cain pursed his lips before nodding silently at my question. As I looked at his still sunken face, I recalled what had happened a moment ago.

〈 My name is Michael. 〉

Cain was more embarrassed than anyone else when Abel, who introduced himself as Michael, greeted him.

〈 Michael? 〉

〈 Oh, actually, Michael is… 〉

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