Male Lead, Please Dump Me Three Times - Chapter 11

The master has a mysterious expression on her face.

Just moments ago, the master had been wearing a very serious expression, but now one corner of her mouth was quirkily raised.

“You have a man, don’t you?”

“No. I really don’t have anyone.”

The master’s divination was wrong. It was the moment she revealed herself as a charlatan.

I took a deep breath, relieved.

“Try to fool someone else.”

“No. What can I do if I really don’t have anyone?”

The only man I have in this life is my father, right?

Oh, right.

There was also Dermian. I almost forgot about him.

“But I see them? Two of them.”

“That’s right! I live with my father and my younger brother.”

I nodded vigorously in response.

“What nonsense is this? Why would family show up in a love fortune? I’m talking about a romantic interest! Not family.”

The master scolded me in a feigned stern voice.

“Master, are you sure you’re skilled? I really don’t have a man. And two at that?”

“Two, yes. One pale guy, one dark guy.”

“Excuse me…?”

“It’s rare for the results to be so clear… Unfortunately, they are very clear.”

“That’s impossible… What do they look like? Who are these people?”

“I wondered why I saw a path of hardship for a fine noble lady like you, now I get it.”

The master clicked her tongue again and looked at me with an expression of pity.

“But still. It’s natural to be curious about their appearances.”

“You must avoid those guys at all costs. Even if it costs you your life.”

“Is it that serious?”

Ah, this is unsettling. I shouldn’t have come.

I don’t fully trust superstitions, but I can’t help feeling uneasy.

Now that it’s come to this… I might as well ask for a way to prevent it.

“How can I avoid them? You must have some kind of solution, being a big shot in this industry.”

Guys that I must avoid at all costs or risk my life.

Just the thought made every hair on my body stand on end.

What kind of guys are they?

I want to live a long and full life this time.

“Give up. The more you run away, the more they will chase you.”

The master answered with an indifferent expression and voice. She even waved her hands dismissively.

“No…! You just said to avoid them! Now you’re telling me to give up? What kind of irresponsible reading is this?”

“It’s here. There’s nothing I can do about it. It’s not like I have a way.”

“Do you think I’m going to have two husbands? I’m quite clean and conservative; I don’t like that sort of thing…”

“I don’t know about that.”

“But your solution to the result is too irresponsible.”

The master nodded with a stern expression.

“I admit it.”

My goodness.

“And I said I tell fortunes, not that I change the future.”

“That’s true…”

“You have to endure. Your body will go through quite a bit.”

“Not my mind but my body?”

I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly gripped by fear.

Why my body? Why?

Regrettably, the master just nodded slightly in response to my question.

It was a nod of affirmation.

“Don’t ask for details. That’s something I’d rather not get into.”

The master answered my question while fiddling with her ear as if she found it bothersome.

That’s when it happened.

Above the master’s head, I could see the wall on the opposite side. There hung a small frame.

Written in cursive inside the elegantly gold-framed picture was a small inscription.

‘We also write amulets.’

The moment I saw the writing, my finger pointed there without hesitation.

“Master. Please, write me an amulet.”

The master scoffed at my request with a faint smile.

“It’s useless.”

I slammed my fists down on my thighs in frustration.

“No! Why?”

“I don’t sell fake goods. Do I look like a scammer to you?”

“No, but I don’t know that. But what do you mean? Amulets don’t work?”

“Those guys, they’re too strong. A piece of paper I write isn’t going to stop them.”

“What about two pieces?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Even two hundred wouldn’t work.”

“Damn.”

I had nothing more to say.

The master waved me off dismissively.

Is this old lady really not a charlatan?

“There’s nothing more I can do for you. Your reservation time is up, so both of you should get out now.”

I stood up with a face full of dissatisfaction.

Even in the midst of this, I did not forget to say goodbye politely.

“Hmph! Goodbye, master. Stay healthy.”

Just as Delian and I were about to leave through the door, a voice called out from behind.

“Blondie!”

“Yes? Me?”

The master nodded at me from a distance.

Our gazes met in mid-air.

“Don’t worry too much. It’s good to live life without regrets. But make the wrong choice and you’ll hasten your demise.”

Live life to the fullest without regrets but hasten my demise if I make the wrong choice?

What kind of warm frappuccino talk is that…

* * *

Among the dessert cafes in the capital of the empire, ‘Lamonde’ was the leader when it came to cheesecakes.

It was a place where many couples went on dates and where noble young ladies came to enjoy tea time.

After a long wait, we finally got our hands on the cheesecake, the best menu item here.

I was worried because we didn’t come early, but luckily, there were exactly two pieces left.

We ordered both remaining pieces so that each of us could have one.

“Mmm. As expected, nothing beats delicious food! It’s thrilling!”

The dense cheesecake drizzled with syrup was truly fantastic.

It was so delicious that my mouth muscles quivered.

The cheese lingering in my mouth melted away like snow.

“It’s still crowded here.”

Delian said as she looked around the interior, her golden eyes rolling around happily.

“Is that what’s important now? You must be hungry, hurry up and eat. It’s best when it’s fresh.”

Delian burst into laughter at my behavior.

“Hahaha. I guess I can’t beat Daisy after all.”

Seriously though…

Is this really that funny?

Unlike me, who was attacking the cake with a fork, Delian wasn’t picking up any speed.

I wonder what she’s thinking.

Delian was just staring at me blankly.

“What are you doing? Why aren’t you eating?”

“Oh, yeah. I should eat.”

Delian’s shoulders flinched in surprise.

Only then did she pick up her fork.

The fork in Delian’s hand touched the plate holding the cake, beginning to clink against the metal.

But Delian couldn’t seem to start eating.

A shadow fell over her face once again. She seemed somewhat gloomy.

Concerned by Delian’s serious look, looking like she was lost in thought, I decided not to press her about the matchmaking session.

I wanted to minimize any concerns Delian might have.

‘It must be the card reading we saw earlier that’s bothering her, right? Well, that makes sense… I’m also consciously trying not to think about it because it’s been on my mind.’

I remembered the time when I had a tarot reading in a past life.

Back then, most of the interpretations were just grasping at straws.

They didn’t really match up well… and the results weren’t detailed enough to be memorable.

But the card reading we saw today was strangely unsettling and it vividly etched my mind.

I glanced at Delian as I thought.

I might not know about other things…

But whatever feelings Killian had for Delian.

I’m sure that he’s a person of no benefit to Delian.

The divination result precisely indicated that.

‘Seriously… Is there no other development than a mutual salvation scenario here?’

As someone who even read the side stories of the original, I couldn’t just ignore Delian and Ray’s narrative.

“Hey, Daisy.”

“Uh, yes?”

Just then, a noisy sound from outside drowned out my words.

The bustling noise was making its way inside the shop.

Disturbed by the noise, Delian turned her gaze outside the window.

‘No way, this isn’t a marketplace. What’s that noise?’

I was just about to have a serious conversation.

It was quite irritating to be interrupted at such a crucial moment.

I wondered what all the commotion was about.

Following Delian’s gaze, I turned my head.

That moment.

What strongly captured my attention was a pair of purple eyes visible from a distance.

The man’s platinum blond hair shone brilliantly in the sunlight, and his presence easily reached even this far-off place.

A strong sense of déjà vu washed over me.

My body froze, unable to move.

An inexplicable fear began to envelop me.

My gaze was firmly fixed on that man as if I was enchanted.

What was even stranger…

Was that his gaze was also precisely fixed on me.

For a moment, no sound reached my ears, as if the pause button had been hit.

As if time and space had come to a halt.

“It’s His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!”

The young man with shining platinum blond hair and purple eyes.

He was none other than Killian Duel, the Crown Prince of the Kaliad Empire.

In the original story, he was the cold-blooded man who tortured me very cruelly and watched it entirely.

He was the one who watched Daisy’s final moments in the most brutal of ways.

— No matter how wicked she was, isn’t this too much?

If you wanted to punish, you should have just killed cleanly.

Even though it’s an aristocratic society, can a person be this cruel…

And strangely enough, it seems like he enjoyed it.

The cruelty of Killian Duel.

Daisy Carnelian’s demise was depicted in a blatantly brutal manner.

And Killian’s enjoyment of that scene was also described in detail.

That’s why I detest Killian so horribly.

And today, I ended up showing my face to Killian, whom I’ve avoided for so long.

And that was right by Delian’s side.

Chills ran down my spine as I recalled the content from the original story.

‘Ah, this time it’s really screwed.’

And then I saw it.

The corner of Delian’s lips shyly raised, and her warm gaze.