Male lead, why do you propose to the villain and not the heroine!?
Having the strongest man in the empire as father, the most beautiful woman as mother and three arrogant brothers, there was beauty, power and irreducible wealth no matter how much y...
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"YOU CAN SPEAK CASUALLY. You didn't speak like that in the past."
Did it never occur to him that I might have been too young at the time to remember anything? I scratched my head and replied.
"I don't remember."
"I guess you really forgot everything."
I felt an extremely tiny bit of pity for him, maybe as much as an ant's tear. Theo had a point when he said that I might get hurt from my own wayward sense of compassion.
There were a lot of things about Stan that I didn't like, but he had been pitifully and one-sidedly in love with me since we were young children. The way he expressed that love was just a bit twisted.
From his point of view, the object of his unchanging and unrequited love had suddenly become close to his political rival and half-brother, Alex, out of the blue.
Stan glared at me reproachfully, a myriad of emotions all jumbled up on his face. I'm sorry that I can't accept your feelings, but I have my own circumstances too.
"So what did you want to talk about?"
"Why did you decide to enter the Imperial Palace?"
"My sister..."
"It wasn't because you wanted to become the Crown Prince, was it?" When he said that, I felt like I had been struck on the head. I guess it could look that way to other people.
The reasoning being something like... The prince of Valentine, aiming for the position of future imperial prince, sold his sister to take a seat by the side of the Crown Prince.
It was a plot worthy of an extraordinary villain like in the original. Since even Stan, who viewed me favorably, thought that way, it was highly likely that the other people on the Imperial Prince' side did as well.
"I guess it depends on how you look at it."
"Ciel!"
Rather than deliberately cutting his assumption down, I left my answer open to interpretation. Whether it was true or not, if I fed them some enticing bait, their side would end up pulling their hair out in frustration while trying to investigate what I was up to.
Why don't you try cursing at me for being a villain? With the most malicious expression that I could make plastered on my face, I took a step closer to Stan.
"Think whatever you want. Isn't it better to make use of the things at one's disposal anyway?"
"How could that...?!"
It was hard to tell if I really looked as malicious as I could. I added some force to my glare, smiling wickedly. Stan's face blanched.
