The Second Male Lead is Actually a Girl

Even though the obstruction had left, Theodore’s closed mouth did not easily open again.

Then, Rosenta asked him, “Do you hate him?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

When Enoch was present, it was as though a deep, golden light had melted into darkness.

It was very quiet.

Looking at his golden eyes, Rosenta’s heart became at peace.

To the extent that it didn’t fit in with this situation.

"I wonder, why?"

"I don't know Your Majesty's heart."

"Well. I don't know how I feel either.”

Theodore smiled in self-pity. Then, with a light sigh, he closed his eyes slightly.

He then opened his eyes and called Rosenta.

"Rosenta."

"Yes."

"I'm sorry. I haven't been able to control my emotions lately.”

"That's all right, I know you're saying all of this out of concern for me. Above all, wasn't the first meeting between His Majesty and Enoch good?"

"That's true."

We burst into laughter without anyone having to say a word more.

"Ha. You look like a child.”

"No matter how old an adult is, they become like a child when they are with a friend."

Rosenta stood side by side next to Theodore, raising his head to look at the sky Enoch had seen.

The black sky, the moon, and the stars.

And, as if taking advantage of such a background, the tops of the majestically towering spires.

Rosenta captured this image in his eyes, carefully storing this memory.

“In the past, we often used to argue over really trivial things. Especially Vivian and His Majesty.”

“That’s right. Strangely, Vivian makes you want to bully her.”

“Because she’s cute, like a little sister.”

“That’s true.”

Rosenta was suddenly curious. If Vivian was like a little sister, what was he to Theodore?

He immediately asked.

“If Vivian is your sister, I wonder what that makes me to Your Majesty.”

He wondered if he was like a mature younger brother. Or maybe he was more of a friend whom he didn’t like bullying?

Theodore’s response made him curious.

He looked at him with a smile on his lips the entire time.

Theodore, who had never avoided Rosenta’s gaze before, averted his eyes for the first time.

He even turned around. It was a gesture of embarrassment.

Was this such a difficult question?

“Your Majesty.”

Theodore snapped his head back. Then, he turned his eyes as well.

“Your Majesty.”

Now he looked up into the air and spoke nonsense, “The sky is so clear.”

As he avoided answering, Rosenta brought it up again.

“This is disappointing.”

He deliberately let out a deep sight.

Then he saw Theodore’s shoulders slightly tremble. He was reacting to Rosenta’s words.

He muttered once more.

“I see.”

Theodore urgently called out, “No! That is….”

He stopped talking and kept his mouth shut. When their eyes met, he quickly turned his face away.

But Rosenta could see Theodore’s red ears.

“That is?”

In the end, Rosenta’s persistence forced Theodore to raise the white flag.

He slowly opened his mouth.

“You have always been you…...”

Theodore’s words made Rosenta feel strange.

It made Rosenta sound like he was special. It was awkward so he quickly changed the subject.

“Your Majesty, how long will you be here? While it is a banquet for the Saint, isn’t His Majesty the organizer?”

Fortunately, Theodore seemed awkward as well and hastily agreed.

“I have stayed too long. I should go now.”

“I’ll wait a little longer before heading in.”

If they went in together, it would obviously draw attention, so Rosenta planned to go in after getting some more fresh air.

That was until he heard a woman screaming in the banquet hall.

“Kyaaaaagh!”

The voices of the people who had been making their way to the terrace, as well as the music of the orchestra, stopped in an instant.

It became quiet.

It was proof that something unusual was happening inside.

“No way….”

Did that happen?

Because there was that scene in the original book that centered on Vivian, he had been relieved that Vivian was no longer a villain.

But what if something similar happened?

Whatever was going on, he wasn’t at ease. ‘I should have paid closer attention and stayed nearby the entire time.’

“Your Majesty, I will go inside so please wait here for a little while.”

***

Vivian gradually lost interest in chatting with the other young ladies.

All of them were talking about the Saint. ‘If you’re curious about the saint, go find her, not me.’

Naturally, Vivian’s eyes began looking for Rosenta and Theodore.

“Young Lady.”

Vivian, who kept looking around like a meerkat, seemed strange, so the people around her called her.

Most people would have said nothing in this situation.

But this was Vivian.

Vivian looked over the young ladies with sharp eyes and then spoke caustically.

Everyone was talking about the Saint so I thought I would leave first.

In short, ‘I will disappear, so go to the Saint you all love so much.’

The faces of the young ladies, who were frantic to win Vivian’s favor, turned pale.

The young ladies quickly tried to explain themselves.

But Vivian’s interest had long faded. Vivian coolly turned away from them.

“See you at the next banquet.”

Then, as always, she tried to find the two unseen people and headed for the terrace.

It was obvious to Vivian.

Rosen, who doesn’t particularly like banquets, would have been the first to sneak away. Then Theodore would follow.

“Hm. How will they react if I join them?”

Someone grabbed Vivian’s wrist as she was about to head to the terrace where they were resting.

It was a rude gesture.

“Young Lady, where are you going? Oh, I’m sorry. I was so happy that I grabbed your hand rashly.”

Yura, who had approached before Vivian knew it, grabbed Vivian and stopped her.

Vivian was dumbfounded.

‘Have you forgotten your first meeting with me? Why are you pretending to be close to me?’

Looking at Yura with suspicion, Vivian decided it was better to ignore her.

She tried to walk past Yura.

But this time, Yura stopped Vivian from walking.

She shouted from behind Vivian with a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, “Lady Vivian, are you still mad at me about what happened that day?”

As soon as Vivian heard that, she was dumbfounded and angry.

She was just on her way to meet her friends, but she caught her, ignoring all courtesy, and now she was attracting people's attention.

It was like she was picking a fight.

But to fight her now, with her position as Saint, would be like destroying her reputation.

Vivian acted rationally.

"That’s not the case. I have somewhere to go. Excuse...….”

"Lies! I know. I know that Lady Marigold is engaged to His Majesty...…. I never meant to take His Majesty away.”

‘Are you putting on a play?’

Vivian had watched Yura's dramatic tone and facial expressions change without much emotion.

However, as soon as she heard all that, she was dumbfounded and let out a sarcastic laugh.

As if shocked, Yura stepped back and covered her mouth.

Tears quickly rolled down her cheeks.

Then, she turned her head as though she were the heroine of a tragedy.

"Sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cry. Huh? What's wrong with me....”

A man with blue hair, dressed in a white priest's uniform, jumped out from behind Yura.

Conitel wrapped his arm around Yura's crying shoulders and, for the first time, removed the smile he had always worn.

He embraced her in a piteous, knowing manner as if understanding her feelings.

At first, everyone who watched the scene exclaimed as if the situation was pitiful.

“Ah….”

“How….”

Vivian looked like she was about to burst out laughing.

But she forced herself to hold it in, and instead of laughing, she shook her head roughly.

“Yes, I see. All right. I understand everything, so I’ll go now.”

Her fighting instincts were ready to burst out, but she forced herself to suppress them.

At times like this, she needed to remind herself of what Rosen had said to her.

He often said, “You don’t avoid shit because you’re scared, you avoid it because it’s dirty.”

When Vivian turned around, people cleared the way, like the parting of the red sea.

But perhaps she didn’t understand Vivian’s intent, avoiding the dirty dung, and the dung continued to follow Vivian.

“…. Young Lady, let me ask you one thing. Are you really the cause of a tug-of-war between Duke Estella and His Majesty? Is that a lie?”

This rumor was very popular. People spoke of it all over the place.

But that’s how it was in the social world.

A young lady named ‘A’ was attached to a young lord named ‘B’, rumors spread about her, and if she was attached to young lord ‘C’, the next day rumors spread about him.

It was common.

That’s why she didn’t really explain the rumor. Because explaining it was the same as acknowledging it.

Of course, no one spoke directly to Vivian to ask.

Because that would be an act of contempt.

“Tell me, please! His Majesty…. You’re not playing with His Majesty, are you?”

A fire broke out in Vivian’s ruby-like eyes.

Although many things had changed since Vivian met Rosenta, her temper remained the same.

She always made a point of giving back as much as she received, no matter how hot-tempered and nasty.

Vivian turned around and looked down on Yura.

She spoke with venom.

“If so, what are you going to do? They both say they like me. What is it to you?”

Those words weren’t the end. This time, Vivian leaned toward the dumbfounded Yura.

She spoke in a low voice so that only Yura could hear.

“Are you jealous? Stay pitiful.”