Fostering the Male Lead

lit up.
I instinctively felt uncomfortable seeing Lanoa’s blooming face which I had seen for the first time after transmigrating into this body.

Ugh, I didn’t even want to see the sight of him.

“Hey, Rose.
What’s your ideal type?”

Why was he asking this so suddenly?  I was puzzled by the sudden question about my ideal type, but my mouth steadily recited what I wanted.

“Someone good-looking who would cherish me.
He should only focus on me and also be a little obsessed with me.
It would be good if he’s also good at the night affairs.
Of course, he at least has to have a cute side to him.
It’s okay if he doesn’t have money as I have a lot.”

“…..”

“…..”

Both of them didn’t utter a word.
I rolled my eyes at their silence.

‘Isn’t this enough?’

Sihael said, breaking the awkward silence between us.
“What if he has a lot of money?”

“How much?”

“Much more than you.”

“Oh, that will be icing on the cake! Then I’ll grab his hand and enter the wedding hall right away.”

Sihael’s face became noticeably brighter.
He muttered something about making a reservation for the ceremony, but I couldn’t understand what he meant.

“Huh? What did you say?”

“Which wedding hall….”

“Icing on the cake? In your dreams! Just try entering a wedding hall holding hands with any rascal.
I will pulverize him with my gun.”

Was this nutcase confidently proclaiming that he would open fire at my marriage?

I glared at Lanoa, who was saying crazy things.
However, Lanoa ignored my fierce glare, and pulled Sihael back, stopping him from taking any step forward.

Whack!

Sihael hit his arm too hard.
Lanoa’s arm swung after being hit by him.

“Ah! My arm! My arm!”

Lanoa made a fuss, saying that his shoulder felt like they had dislocated.

‘I’m the only one who can treat Sihael like a dog.’

I crossed my arms and clicked my tongue as I saw Lanoa pretending to be in extreme pain.

“You idiot.
 How about your ideal type…  No, why should I be curious about that? I don’t care.
Your Highness, what is your ideal type?”

“A healthy and strong person.
She should be a strong person who can protect herself even if I am unable to protect her.”

Oh, wow, that’s good.
Comparing our ideal types, I was embarrassed by my conditions for ideal type which seemed quite materialistic.

‘Liliana sure is healthy, but I think she’s by no means the strong person that Sihael desires.’

Of course, Liliana was strong enough to protect herself.
It was not for nothing that her setting was a genius wizard.
However, for the story to proceed, she had to fall into the Empress’s trap and inevitably get help from Sihael.

“Doesn’t it matter if she has a pretty face or a good personality?”

“It would be nice if she is a kind person with red hair and green eyes.”

Umm, so is it someone like me?  But where is such a person… Huh, no way!

“Wow, how can you be so frank?”

Lanoa muttered with a tired look.

Yeah, that was too frank.