This Time, I Am A Mob's Potions Teacher Who Has Become Engaged To The Mastermind Of The Otome Game - 8 - Interlude: About My Fiancée (From Noel’s Perspective)

Today, work at the Ministry of Magic piled up, and I couldn’t go to Oria Magic Academy.

When I spoke to Jill—who was probably near her—in my mind, he responded immediately.

“Jill, how is she doing?”

‘She’s completely asleep. Drooling, with a slack expression on her face.’

“I didn’t ask for that much detail.”

From Jill’s exasperated tone echoing in my head, it seemed she was sleeping with her guard completely down.

It made me want to laugh a little.

“What about during the day?”

‘She didn’t seem to be leaking information or anything. But—’

“But?”

‘Sometimes she behaves strangely. It’s like… she knows the future. She hides in the shadows, watching the students as if she’s waiting for something to happen.’

“She knows the future, huh…”

She was becoming more and more of an enigma.

Leticia Bellecour.

The person who became my fiancée suddenly changed one day, as if she were a completely different person.

Before, she was barely noticeable. She often holed up in the prep room or the greenhouse researching herbs, so I didn’t even see her much.

And yet, before I knew it, she started appearing in my field of vision more and more, full of energy.

She seemed like someone else had taken over her body. That’s why, when the engagement was proposed, I was suspicious—thinking it might be a setup by the king. He wouldn’t hesitate to resort to such tactics. I wondered if he had decided I’d outlived my usefulness and sent her to eliminate me.

That he was using her for that purpose.

At first, I planned to observe her, then eliminate her.

The fact that she knew about Professor Roaek already made her suspicious.

If she interfered with lifting the curse, I would show no mercy. I accepted the engagement to lull her into a false sense of security.

But something changed my mind—something that happened in the botanical garden.

“Did she take such reckless action there because she knew what was going to happen?”

‘That really gave me a heart attack. Took at least 300 years off my life.’

She risked her life for the students. I couldn’t help but overlap her image with that of Professor Roaek.

Seeing her comfort a trembling student, gently easing their fears—I secretly wanted to lean on her myself, if only just a little.

At the time, I had insisted—desperately, for some reason—that she shouldn’t be left in the royal palace, that den of snakes, when she was utterly exhausted.

“…Was I swayed by her?”

The fact that she’s so easy to talk to might also have contributed to the change in my attitude.

She speaks plainly, which makes it easy for me to talk as well.

Besides, she clearly has no romantic interest in me. I can see it in her eyes. Unlike those other women who look at me with feverish, starry-eyed gazes, hers are cool and composed.

Being looked at like that… doesn’t bother me.

“Heh… what am I even saying?”

‘Master?’

“Sorry, just talking to myself.”

As long as I don’t know her true intentions, I can’t let my guard down.

If she becomes an obstacle, I’ll eliminate her. I can’t afford to let emotions cloud my judgment.

“Keep watching her. If it becomes necessary, you take her out.”

‘Understood. Consider it done.’

It’s all for revenge.

I will never forgive the ones who harmed Professor Roaek.

And yet…

“It smells good… A lady who makes her own tea. She’s certainly… different.”

‘You’re going to drink something made by that little girl?!’

“Even if it’s poisoned, I’ve built up a resistance. I’ll be fine.”

Even the scent of the tea she made isn’t unpleasant to me.

“I’ll cherish you. Please take care of me.”

Even though I was the one who wrote in the contract that breaking it would mean forfeiting one’s life, she still told me she would cherish me.

I still don’t know if she meant it.

But regarding this fiancée of mine…

I think I’d like to learn a bit more about her—before deciding whether or not to end her.