My Dream is to Get My Own House - Chapter 106

Episode 106

Here, it’s a whopping 3 stories.

Even Dylan’s breathing hadn’t become rough.

His ears, illuminated by the dawn moon, were just slightly reddened.

“It’s true I invited you to the bedroom, but not for, well, that kind of meaning.”

“…Yes.”

“You said you once met a brave puppy-like child when you were young, right?”

“Uh… Yes.”

“I also met a boy I promised to marry when I was young.”

“….”

“Well, that boy had black hair, and his eyes were red. He was around ten years old. Probably about the same age as Dylan now. And…”

Dylan’s cheeks began to flush as if they were about to burst.

I opened my mouth once again, emphasizing.

“He was quite handsome. He used polite language with me, and he told me I was brave.”

He interrupted me, surprisingly.

“Please stop talking about that man.”

“Huh?”

“You probably already know, but I’m jealous.”

“Ah.”

As rarely as he had interrupted me, he grabbed my shoulder with a cold face and whispered menacingly.

“As a man in an exclusive and possessive relationship with Ishael, I have the right to be jealous.”

“No, you don’t have that right.”

“You said I’m allowed to be possessive, clearly.”

After whispering as if venting his resentment, his eyelids turned red as if about to burst.

It’s as if I’m about to cry soon.

‘Well, if I let it be like this, I feel like I might cry…’

Should I say it right away, or should I just leave it be?

“…I want to have you. Please make me jealous.”

I touched his red eyes and whispered affectionately.

“But you don’t have the right to be jealous of yourself.”

“Yourself, you say?”

At that moment, he seemed surprised, and his grip weakened a bit.

Maybe he didn’t know if all of this was a gamble.

But his current flustered appearance and the memory of the boy blushing and getting flustered when I proposed overlapped.

Finally, an instinctive conviction took hold.

The Dylan in front of my eyes is undoubtedly the boy from my memories.

“In my opinion, the person who wrote the marriage vow with me seems to be Dylan.”

Dylan’s lips slightly parted.

His breath grew hotter, as if in a feverish state.

“So, the person in my memories is…”

I slowly began to unravel everything I had remembered so far.

He also seemed to be reflecting on his own memories.

* * *

To Dylan, there was a young girl who had come looking for him a long time ago.

I didn’t remember the face exactly.

Could it be because of the curse that surrounded me?

Or could it be because of something else?

More than half of my childhood memories had evaporated.

Naturally, I couldn’t clearly remember specific episodes with the little girl either.

However, scattered memories of important moments with the girl emerged.

She was the one who enabled me to survive.

When the terror of the “Red Castle” infiltrated the village, he took her to a deep pit in his house.

“Big brother saved me. I’m alive because of him!”

“…I see.”

“So, big brother has to live too. You’re a really valuable person.”

With those words, his life changed completely.

Dylan could have lived a twisted life like other Grand Duke Castilla.

He could have followed the grim path of hunting humans as a vampire in the hunting grounds.

But he didn’t do that.

Every time he was tempted to kill due to the curse’s influence, Diana’s voice echoed in his mind.

“I’m alive because of my big brother!”

He couldn’t taint himself, the one who saved precious beings like Diana, with blood on his hands.

“I am human. I’ve helped others and received gratitude from them, as a human.”

The experience of saving Diana allowed him to live with human reason.

When Ishael appeared before him as an adult, she was different once again.

She enabled him to have human emotions.

She transformed him from someone who always lived dull and planned, to someone who charged forward like a bulldozer…

“Let’s get married as soon as possible.”

“I’ll use my body as a reward, so please accept it.”

She looked at him without prejudice as a human…

“Hmm, the one who was cursed, you mean?”

“Yes. Of course, you wouldn’t like someone cursed either.”

“I don’t really have a strong bias. The curse isn’t their fault.”

Continuously, she made him want to become a genuinely good person.

“So, Dylan is skilled in swordsmanship, right?”

“Of course! I can do swordsmanship, cooking, housework, and more!”

“I thought so!”

Diana, who allowed him to possess human rationality.

Ishael, who made him experience the emotions of joy and sorrow as a human.

The two people who allowed him to live more like a human, were actually the same person.

He held his breath in excitement and blinked his eyelids.

“I remember… that small, secluded house.”

“The house that was under a black magic spell, right?”

“Yes… And every time, you suggested getting married.”

Ishael smiled and nodded slightly.

Everything became clear as the veil of the event was unveiled.

Dylan whispered softly as if exhaling.

“I should have realized it in an instant, I’m sorry.”

Though the exact reason was unknown, he hadn’t preserved his precious memories with young Ishael entirely.

The thought of her struggling alone to remember him made his heart ache with guilt.

At that moment, Ishael took his hand and cheerfully spoke.

“It’s fine to remember now! Wow, we’ve met before and we’re meeting now. Isn’t that so amazing?”

“Yes, it feels like destiny.”

“Ah…”

He whispered as if emphasizing.

“No, it is destiny.”

Ishael’s eyes sparkled with a profound happiness at his words.

“Yes! It really feels like destiny!”

Under the moonlight of the night, she looked at him, incredibly beautiful.

The slight guilt that had wrapped around his heart vanished.

He felt a happiness brimming without any gaps.

For the first time in his life, it was a day when he felt everything was a perfect night.

* * *

Destiny, you say!

Then, does that mean Dylan is really…

My heart truly swelled.

If things continue like this, I feel like I could run around the mansion and shout.

To suppress the overwhelming excitement that felt like it could burst, I jokingly whispered.

“Tearing up the marriage vow!”

“No, I will keep it permanently.”

His cheek, saying so, was as flushed as mine.

I couldn’t bear the cuteness and embraced him readily.

Until now, I hadn’t been entirely sure of my feelings.

But right now, a budding certainty was growing within me.

“Perhaps we might truly be destined for each other.”

This was undoubtedly my first response to his fervent confession.

He gave me a brief kiss on the lips.

Then, he leaned over to my ear and whispered softly.

“You’ve invited me to your bedroom, so I won’t just wait anymore.”

He kissed my lips once again.

This time, our breaths mingled, and the sensation of raw desire surged in the kiss.

I pushed him away and took a deep breath.

His hand lazily brushed my lips.

A different atmosphere began to flow between us now.

Maybe soon, we could take the next step after kissing. It was a premonition.

No, this wasn’t just a simple premonition.

* * *

If there was one thing the newly beginning lovers had overlooked, it was that their window was open.

And Claude, who was walking near the mansion, saw them through the window and commented.

There was no bolt of lightning in the calm night.

‘That damn XX, how dare they…!’

But he had to turn away while holding onto his anger.

Diana was smiling so happily.

That expression was something she had never shown to him or the Duke before.

He turned away pitifully and headed to Duke Saboia’s office.

After venting what he had seen, Claude mumbled softly.

“It’s as if we’ve become obstacles to their love.”

“Huh? Obstacles, indeed.”

Duke Savoia was rather objective.

Claude looked at his grandfather with a mix of resentment in his eyes and spoke.

“Actually, I’ve considered allowing their marriage and even bringing in an heir. On the condition that they show their face once a month.”

Duke Saboia let out a long sigh at Claude’s words.

“We can’t just bring the Grand Duke in as an heir, and it’s not our feelings but the curse that’s the problem.”

“That’s right.”

“Diana would want to lift the Grand Duke’s curse. All wizards instinctively want to use their magical abilities.”

“….”

“A child with the power of purification would instinctively strive to lift curses.”

“….And furthermore, Diana seems to really, ah, um, care for the Grand Duke. She would want to purify him even more.”

“Yes….”

“And that’s not all.”

“<Red Castle> isn’t too quiet, is it?”

He was studying how <Red Castle> managed to kidnap Diana.

But there were no results.

He had thoroughly searched the castle with tracking magic, but it was in vain.

‘It must have been done using dark magic.’

The only magic Claude didn’t understand how to perform was dark magic.

It was only a conjecture that Lotvart, skilled in dark magic, used the cursed and magic-laden terrain of the Duke’s castle to kidnap Diana.

So, until the exact details of the kidnapping were revealed, it was essential to keep Dylan, who had a connection to dark magic, as far away as possible.

“Oh, and one more thing.”

“Huh?”

“You can’t do anything until you’ve completed the list of a hundred things you want to do with Diana.”

Claude blushed and took out a small notebook from his pocket with a shy smile.

Duke Saboia glanced at Claude’s bucket list with a wry smile.

There was even ‘To be buried in the same place as Diana.’

“By the way, Your Highness, didn’t you issue a warrant for Lotvart of <Red Castle>?”

* * *

In a dark room where the exact location couldn’t be discerned.

Meriart, or rather, Lotvart, smiled as he looked at the wanted poster with his name on it.

Everyone was closing in on him.

Yet they were trying to catch him with just that.

It’s quite an interesting story, to say the least.

“I want to see her soon, Diana.”

Even if most of the pawns of <Red Castle> were captured, it didn’t matter.

They were useless in achieving the ultimate goal.

He chuckled as he tore off the wanted poster.

“Finding Lotvart was quite impressive too.”

To the point that it would derail all plans and make him want to meet her right away.

But now was the time to be a bit more patient.

Yes, just until the blue moon that would bring about the destruction of everything rises.

10. If the curse is completely lifted

* * *

Lady Diana’s return festival was not over

I held hands with Sir Dylan and headed to the place where the night market was opening

Of course, we weren’t alone

In case of a possible attack from the <Red Castle>, knights and a legion of mages followed

As I wandered around the night market, I whispered softly to Sir Dylan

“With this level of escort, everyone in the world can tell that I am Lady Diana.”

“That’s true.”

“Come to think of it, Claude in disguise seems to be behind as well.”

“…It’s probably not a mistake.”

“As expected… Well, since it’s safe, I should enjoy it with a peaceful mind.”

I spent a quite enjoyable time strolling around the festival stalls and small vendors

However, a problem arose.

Was the news that the fearsome Grand Duke Castilla and Dylan were the same person already known?

Even in the bustling night market, voices kept discussing Dylan

“T-that person is the G-Grand Duke? I, I heard it?”

“Heard it, right! They say the millennium-old curse is still on the Grand Duke!”

“So, the rumor is that the curse hasn’t been lifted yet?”

“I’m so scared….”

I became angry at the attitude of those who were scrutinizing Dylan.

But I was more worried if Dylan had been hurt.

Even in his childhood, he was very sensitive…

I quickly stuck by Dylan’s side.

‘You must have heard it, of course?’

As I glanced discreetly, his body was trembling and stiff, and his ears were red.

He muttered something quietly.

“Those bunch of prejudices… Yes? What did you say?”

I didn’t hear exactly, but it was clear he said something.

He let out a trembling sigh and grabbed my hand.

If it were the low self-esteem of Sir Dylan, he would have taken all those words to heart and been hurt.

Perhaps that’s why he held my hand, I assume.

I tried to gently embrace him, who slumped his shoulders.

But then he whispered in my ear.

“Why… Do you keep testing my patience in public places?”

…Yes?