I’m the Sub Male Lead in Romance Fantasy, but I Don’t Like the Female Lead

44 – What is wheat sugar? Is it something sweet made from wheat? – 2

Cordelia’s head was as complicated as if it would explode. It was more painful than she thought to ignore Mikhail, who greeted her warmly. To think that she had to pretend not to know her friend, who until yesterday had played silly jokes with each other and always helped her.

Originally, she wasn’t just ignoring her, she was going to come along with cold words. However, once she did, it was limited to managing her expression, so Cordelia decided to just keep her mouth shut.

No matter how much you say you shouldn’t stay like this, would it be okay to lose affection in such an ignorant way? Could there be a more moderate way?

Whenever Cordelia’s heart weakened, she looked at Hestia having a pleasant conversation with Mikhail, reminding herself of her resolve. She didn’t want to betray her first and most precious friend and her grateful friend who always helped her. How much pain Hestia would feel if Mikhail gave her heart completely because he couldn’t be swayed by her. How painful she must have been for Mikhail for betraying her fiancé, and for herself for betraying her friend.

‘Yes, if only I was struggling a little, everyone could be happy.’

Cordelia’s will was needlessly firm. So she was relieved to hear Mikhail ask if he would never speak to me again.

Although she suffered as if a stone had fallen on her chest, she felt less pain than seeing the relationship between herself, Mikhail, and the three Hestias fall apart because of herself.

Later, after Mikhail’s feelings are all sorted out and she has a wonderful wedding with Hestia. Then go and explain her circumstances and she will be able to be your friend again.

‘Uh, can’t I go to the wedding?’

When Cordelia thought of Mikhail and Hestia’s wedding, she felt like her heart was about to break. When she thought about it, how did she go to the wedding of the two of them with this way she cut off the relationship. Her face was not that thick. She would be a place no one would welcome.

“Mikhail, should I call Miss Cordelia?”

“No, don’t call me. She said she wouldn’t talk to me for the rest of her life, so why are you calling me?”

“Yes.”

In Cordelia’s head, the conversation between a friendly couple played naturally. In her imagination, Mikhail distorted her expression just by hearing her name Cordelia. Two of her most precious friends are having a wedding, but she can’t go herself. Cordelia looked up, her tears welling up.

Due to her imagination and sensibility overflowing beyond her needs, in Cordelia’s head everyone except herself laughed and enjoyed the wedding of the two people, under everyone’s blessings.

Sniff. Cordelia forced herself to cry. She felt that if she cried here, she would not be able to control her own emotions. She held her head up for a while, staring at her ceiling to keep her tears from flowing. She calmed down somewhat, and as her tears subsided, she could barely lower her head again and look in front of her.

After the previous conversation, Mikhail walked around and she kept asking questions. She talks to Hestia, then she goes to Lily and finally she goes to Rosie, one of her new friends. No matter how ignorant Cordelia is, if her destination is so blatant, she can’t help but notice.

‘Because of me….’

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Mikhail wondered if she was concerned about the sudden change in her attitude. She went around asking herself and her acquaintances what had happened. She said earlier that she would never talk to her again, but after that, Cordelia felt ambivalent feelings at the sight of Mikhail wandering around worrying about herself.

She thought that it would be nice if she would just give up instead of making all her efforts and pain in vain, but on the other hand, she was also happy that she was worried about her even though she suddenly ignored her and went out like this. She denied it, but in fact her joy was doubled.

In the first place, she said, everyone except herself knew that her change was not arbitrary, so she took it for granted, but she had no way of knowing that fact. Every time she ignores a conversation, her shoulders shake, she cries, and her voice shakes like an earthquake. How could she not know this?

Cordelia, unaware of anything, stared blankly at her Mikhail, and when she met her eyes with him, she hurriedly looked away from her. Why are you watching this? I treated you so badly, but I still haven’t sorted out the feelings of liking you. Cordelia’s delusions branched out.

She began imagining her future situation by substituting Mikhail and herself for the characters in the many romance novels she had read. The main character Hestia and the male protagonist Mikhail. And herself, the sub female protagonist who shakes the male protagonist’s heart.

It was hard to find a work with a female sub-protagonist. Usually, the woman who shakes the main character’s heart is a villain who only appears for a short time or, more often than not, does not appear at all. And even if she appeared occasionally, the ending was usually not good.

The best ending is to find another man and live happily ever after, and usually to be abandoned desperately and to be alone for the rest of your life…. Cordelia shook her head. I don’t want that kind of ending even if I die soon.

‘Rather, I could be the female lead.’

Cordelia came up with her reverse idea. Isn’t there a novel where she breaks up with her trashy ex-fiancé, gets help from a new man, and romances her with him.

In fact, there were far more novels like this. Cordelia, a woman with many scars, and Mikhail, an adulterous man, who cares for and helps her. It’s a very typical and obvious story. However, there is a reason why typical and obvious things sell well.

Unknowingly, Cordelia imagined Mikhail cheating on Hestia’s eyes, having a tryst with her, and whispering her love. On a dark moonless night, two people met in a quiet, deserted garden. Mikhail takes his hand. Pure Cordelia couldn’t imagine going any further than this. But that alone made her feel something thrilling, terrifying, and addictive.

‘Are you crazy?!’

She was stunned that she had thought this and woke up from her delusion. She pinched her thigh because she thought she had lost her mind. The student sitting next to her looked at her strangely, but she didn’t really care. No matter how you think about it, this isn’t real. Doesn’t she look like the kind of person who would expect such a thing?

She felt guilty at the thrill and thrill of her moment running down her spine. The fact that she enjoyed this sense of immorality, she could not admit. Cordelia decided to tighten herself up even more.

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“Oh, by the way, I have read all of ‘The Knight and the Wolves’ that you lent me last time. It was more fun than I thought. Could you recommend another book?”

For the past few days, Cordelia’s plan seemed to be very successful. However, this morning, the apparent change in Mikhail’s attitude suggests that the success was short-lived. Cordelia changed her strategy and was having trouble knowing how to deal with Michael’s push.

Suddenly, she spoke in a brighter voice than usual, saying, “Have you had breakfast?” Especially when I was talking about that ‘hero and the wolves’, my mouth was so itchy that I almost went crazy. It made me want to sew her mouth shut. It had been quiet for a few days, so I thought, did I really give up? She even brings out the story of her favorite novel!

This is against the rules. It’s a shameful thing. Cordelia gnashed her teeth inwardly. She was so agitated that her hands and feet went out together as she walked. When she was pointed out by Mikhail, Cordelia couldn’t come to her senses. However, this was only an appetizer. There was something else about her that truly embarrassed her.

“You are more beautiful today.”

Her sudden praise from Mikhail was a fatal blow to her. It drove a very wedge into her quivering heart. It is Cordelia who has never expressed her feelings for the past few days, but has repeatedly thought of herself as the heroine of tragedy and her affair with Mikhail. Mikhail’s words scattered Cordelia’s already confused mind into a mess.

In her brain, Mikhail’s words were already transformed into passionate love confessions rather than simple compliments on appearance. Whispering these words in the hallway?

Cordelia, unable to hold on any longer, chose her escape. In the hallway behind her, his cries not to run were heard as warm concerns.

“So you just ran away?”

“Ah, that’s not it.”

Listening to Cordelia’s explanation, Rosie asked as if she was dumbfounded. Another female student also chimed in. Aspiring female knights were inflamed by an unexpected love story.

Cordelia, not knowing what to do with her, eventually found them again. And after hearing what Cordelia had just said, they looked at Cordelia with disapproval. But in fact, they didn’t know how to deal with the situation just like that. After all, they are also girls who have never had a relationship with a man in their lives and have learned to love through writing.

“Couldn’t the Archduke think that Miss Cordelia is having a push and pull?”

One of the female students who had been quietly listening to the story opened her mouth. Other female students added their mouths one by one, saying that her words were plausible. If it was wheat-dang, it was wheat-dang. Except, of course, that the subject of the push and pull was Mikhail, not Cordelia.

“What is Mildang? Is it something sweet made from wheat?”

At Cordelia’s innocent question, everyone’s faces were stained with astonishment. Is this innocent-brained young lady truly an adult?

“Miss Cordelia, what is wheat sugar….”

In the end, Rosie, who is the most knowledgeable about love, who has read the most romance novels to be precise, stepped forward and explained the concept of push and pull to Cordelia. Cordelia didn’t know the word push-and-pull, but she understood the concept right away.

After all, isn’t it pulling when you push it and pushing it when you’re anxious? She wondered why she needed to pull when she just had to pull if she liked it, but that wasn’t the point now.

“So Mikhail thinks I’m pushing him away?”

“I’m not sure.”

Cordelia frowned her fine brow. She sought her advice from these grateful Dating Doctors (Executives in Dating Experience) who helped her.

“What should I do?”

Around the time the story had flowed to this point, Mikhail, who had leisurely followed Cordelia, joined them. It was amazing timing. The love doctors who were wondering what to answer quickly exchanged glances with each other.

“What were you talking about?”

The girls, who had been excitedly talking about Mikhail until now, shook and scattered like cockroaches in a warehouse with the door open. Their moving as if to say that the two of you should solve it well. Only Cordelia, who lost her mind very briefly at the sight of Mikhail’s face, remained, and she was facing Mikhail. Mikhail was dumbfounded at the absurdly fast movements of the girls, so he laughed.

“…… “

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Mikhail stared at Cordelia, who was left alone. She had no confidence to look at his face, which Cordelia had seen so easily before. How could she say that when the confession she had just whispered into her ear hadn’t gone away yet.

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Mikheil thought again in his own way. Why is this young lady suddenly avoiding my eyes with such a shy expression? Because of the words you whispered earlier? No, if you were teased about it last time and believe it again, isn’t that a real idiot? Mikhail made up his mind to be weak.

“Dene… , Miss Cordelia.”

“… !”

Cordelia was in the strangest mood when Mikhail suddenly called her name. Mikhail basically doesn’t call anyone by name except for Hestia. He goes all the way to the surname, to the young lady, and even uses honorific words.

Actually, since Hestia is her fiancé, of course she must be short-spoken, and at the first meeting she spoke short-spoken and then it was fixed. There was no way to know.

Cordelia, of course, knew that she used Mikhail’s honorifics and honorifics to keep her distance from other women except for Hestia. But she suddenly omits her honorifics and calls her by her first name?

Her illusion of Cordelia rolled her size like a snowdrift. She has a saying called confirmation bias. To put it simply, people only see what they want to see, and Cordelia’s current situation was exactly that. Once she began to think that Mikhail liked her, Cordelia saw that every word and deed of her Mikhail was her courtship towards herself.

On the other hand, Mikhail, who didn’t know what Cordelia was thinking, called her for pleasure as he watched her swaying shoulders.

‘Calling by name works well. Calling her by name and pushing on, she’ll open her mouth in no time.’

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