Fostering the Male Lead

ty rumours about me.
Lanoa, who had only recently realised this, spit out a light swear, rubbed his face violently, and pointed to the sofa.

“You take a seat over there and wait.”

“All right, but first you go greet him.”

“Yes, I should greet him.”

Lanoa, whose sword had been taken from him, fisted his empty hands.
The ‘greet’ I asked him to do and the ‘greet’ Lanoa was thinking seemed to be very different.

* * *

Sihael leaned back on the sofa and stretched tiredly.
He was faithfully obeying Rosetta’s command to wait patiently until she returned.
 As he watched the clouds drifting out of the window, he bowed his head recalling Rosetta’s face.

“Pfft.”

A face as red as Rosetta’s hair glimmered in front of him.
 He never expected to see her like that.
Rosetta, who had always had a dignified and belligerent personality, was rarely shy.

He was taken aback by the scarlet red face of such Rosetta.
He really struggled to hold back from wanting to tease her.

“She’s so adorable.”

Her green eyes were dazed as she gaped at his face.
For the first time, Sihael felt the use of his handsome face and he understood how to win Rosetta’s heart in the future.

“I’ve imprinted on her, so she can’t get away from me now.”

He didn’t even want her to be away from him in the first place.
Sihael hummed excitedly.

When he opened his eyes, he was surprised and bewildered to see he had reverted back to his human appearance.
But after feeling connected to Rosetta, he laughed out happily.

Sihael’s mood was so good that even if the Empress made a move on him right now, he could laugh it off.

Well, it was given that his mood was good.
Because the prerequisite for imprinting was love and nothing else.
 Perhaps the trigger was Rosetta’s goodnight kiss.

There was love in it.

Even if it was her love for the wolf Shasha.

But Sihael was satisfied with it.

“I can start from here.”

The reason he didn’t tell Rosetta the truth was because of his ambiguous relationship with her.

‘I can’t mean anything more than a dog to Rosetta.’

It must be embarrassing for her that a dog  suddenly turned into a human, but what if she got to know that he suddenly  imprinted on her? His gut feeling that had been well honed by the war told him that she would run away from him without ever looking back.

“It’ll be difficult.”

It was an opportunity he somehow got, but thanks to that he could finally shed the wolf’s shell and appeal to her as a human being.

It was an opportunity that he could never miss.
He had to approach her slowly and carefully.

When she would come to her senses, she would be already in his arms, so he couldn’t leave her anyway to escape.
 No, he didn’t even want to think about her leaving.

His bright yellow golden eyes flashed with an overwhelming possessiveness.