Wrong Genre! - Chapter 12.2
‘He might seem simple…’
On the surface, he looked like someone who didn’t think much, but once you got to know him, he could actually be more sensitive than most people.
‘It would be a problem if he thinks the kindness I’m about to show is meant for Versha…’
Maybe I should clarify that first.
“That really is interesting.”
“Huh? What is?”
Rueg, cheerfully swaying side to side as he cut the meat in front of him, asked the question.
“The Versha Verdic I know isn’t someone who would get this happy over just a piece of meat.”
…What?
Rueg, who’d been chewing his meat, suddenly felt a chill run through him.
The flush on his cheeks instantly faded to white, and his jaw, which had been busily working, froze in place.
It was as if he’d only just realized his behavior so far had been a problem.
With trembling fingertips, Rueg set down his fork and knife.
“I, I’m Versh—”
“Stop.”
At Yuri’s firm voice, Rueg flinched hard.
He’d been caught.
For Yuri to speak so decisively meant she was absolutely sure.
“Are you planning to keep lying to me?”
Hearing Yuri’s tone—like she already knew everything—Rueg clenched his fists tight.
Even so, he didn’t want to admit it so easily and put both himself and Versha in danger.
“Don’t make that face. I’m not planning to tell anyone else.”
“…What?”
“I was just curious why someone with no ties to the imperial family is in the palace. Or… is there some problem with House Verdic?”
At Yuri’s question, Rueg lowered his head, unable to answer.
Versha’s disappearance.
If anything counted as a problem, that was certainly it, but there was no way he could tell Yuri all about it. For some reason, a faint sense of anxiety began to creep up inside him.
“If you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to.”
“……”
“But, if you’re going through something too difficult to handle alone… then I hope you’ll tell me.”
Rueg’s eyes widened at Yuri’s words.
After some hesitation, Rueg stammered out a reply.
“If I’m really not Versha… then I’m committing a huge crime right now, so why are you trying to cover for me…?”
But no matter what, he couldn’t just blurt everything out like a fool. After all, Yuri hated Versha.
Even so, he wanted to believe.
Because Yuri was the female lead of the novel, Rueg wanted to believe that she was giving both Versha and the Verdic family a chance.
“You said you wanted to be friends, didn’t you?”
“…Huh?”
“If the person sitting in front of me right now was really Versha Verdic, I would’ve reported it to my superiors immediately. No, we wouldn’t even be eating together like this. But everything you’ve shown me so far isn’t Versha’s, which is why I’m asking.”
Looking at Yuri’s calm face, as if wondering why Rueg was even asking something so obvious, Rueg’s lips quivered.
“So I’ll ask you again, Verdic.”
Staring into Yuri’s slowly blinking, cold eyes, Rueg swallowed dryly.
“Are you really Versha Verdic?”
Rueg pressed his lips tightly together and clenched his fists even harder.
When, where, and how had Yuri become convinced he wasn’t Versha Verdic?
Today was only the third time Rueg had met Yuri. It wasn’t as if they’d met as often as with Felix, nor had they ever had a deep conversation.
‘If she’s sharper than Felix… then there’s no point in lying now.’
In that case, he had no choice but to be honest.
If Yuri was giving him a chance because he wasn’t Versha, then it would be wise to take that chance.
After a short, steadying breath, Rueg lifted his gaze to meet Yuri’s cold eyes.
“You’re right, Yuri.”
“……”
“I’m… Rueg Verdic. Versha’s younger twin brother.”
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