I am the Saviour that the Male Leads Abandoned

ght he was a nice kid, but he was just a nerd.’

On top of that, because he was young, he even cried a lot on his own.
Only like this was a difficult child, nothing more and nothing less.

As I opened my eyes and glared at him, Hierian mumbled.

“I’m not lying, not this time.”

His eyes narrowed as if he wanted me to believe him.
But crying wasn’t going to get him off the hook.

I wasn’t going to let him get away with it.
I opened my mouth firmly.

“Tell me why.”

Hierian hesitated, then spoke.

“Dianel’s here.”

“So?”

“He might take you away, so I’m scared.”

“Why would you think that?”

“…Well, Dianel always took away what was precious to me.”

“…?”

“Toys, friends, even babysitter.
He took them all away.”

He grimaced as he said that.
He intentionally furrowed his brow to keep from crying.
Seeing that, my heart weakened.
I felt like I knew why he was acting like that.

‘Hierian had a difficult time with Dianel when he was a child.
And becoming a child now made him even more vulnerable.’

If that’s the case, maybe I should trust him once more, just this one last time.
Besides, going to the restricted area beyond this boundary might be better than staying in this suffocating room.

“Fine, but this is the last time.”

I stood up and embraced Hierian.
Then he widened his eyes and looked at me.

“…Why are you hugging me? You hate me.”

A teardrop, like a dewdrop, rolled down from his large gray eyes.

“I don’t like seeing you cry.”

“Really?”

“No, well, it’s cute.”

“Cute?”

Hierian, who seemed to be in a better mood by now, smiled brightly.
Seeing him seeking praise, I patted his head a couple of times and said,

“Yeah, cute.”

How could an adult maintain their composure against a crying child?

“That’s not fair.”

I played with his hair as I spoke.

“Change of heart in ten seconds.
Open the door quickly.”

“W-Wait! I’ll open it soon!”

Thud.
Click.
Clang.
Thump.
Creak.

The noisy sound subsided, and the door opened.
Despite that, Hierian, with a hint of unease, clung tightly to the hem of my clothes and glanced around several times.

I paid no attention and took a step forward.
Eventually, we approached the restricted area, pressing against each other.

In front of the restricted area for non-administrators.
Hierian, with a worried expression, muttered, “Will it open?” Nevertheless, he took me inside.

The door easily let me pass as it did last time.
Hierian’s gaze upon me was intriguing.

* * *

Izaya stood in front of the teleporter with a calm expression, awaiting the arrival of an esteemed guest at the mausoleum.
Before long, the teleporter flickered, and Dianel, wearing a strange expression, appeared.

Izaya greeted Dianel and bowed his head. 

“You have come.”

“Where is Hierian?”

Izaya’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, but she quickly returned with an unaffected face. 

“He’s been away for a while.”

“I don’t have much time, so I wish he would come quickly.”

“…Hierian said he has no intention of meeting his Highness.”

“What?”

Izaya didn’t reply further.
With a cold expression, Dianel grumbled irritably.

“He has become quite a stubborn child.”

Dianel’s behavior of displaying impudence was not something that happened only once or twice, but today, Izaya’s brows furrowed.

Perhaps it was because he had inadvertently caught a glimpse of his noble owner’s true feelings, like the sky.

Izaya couldn’t hold back and spoke up. 

“Don’t you have any intention to apologize?”

With just one sentence, Izaya anticipated all possible outcomes.
She was prepared to endure blame from Hierian for speaking those words, even if Dianel grabbed her by the collar.

However, unexpectedly, Dianel only retorted in a weary voice, 

“It’s pointless.”

“…What?”

“I am someone who lacks sincerity, so no one believes my words are sincere.”

Upon hearing those words, which sounded like he had considered offering an apology, Izaya sealed her lips.
Then, Dianel handed her something.

“Deliver this to him.”

Dianel vanished using the teleporter, leaving Izaya to look down at what was in her hands.

“…This is.”

It was a gift box containing premium alsatian candy sold at the famous bakery in Imperial Capital.

Izaya handed it over to Hierian, but he didn’t even touch the box and set it on fire.
Then, he immediately headed for the restricted area.
Hierian added a brief remark.

“I’ll be out there, spending time with Siara.
So, please prepare what she needs.”

* * *

After Hierian brought me to the restricted area for non-administrators, he tried to spend as much time inside as possible.

However, that didn’t mean he just wandered around like me.
He was busy with his duties as an administrator, such as maintaining the magical pillar.

I, on the other hand, idly wandered around, occasionally getting in his way.
But after a day or two, I was free, with nothing to do.
Hierian did bring coloring books and some interesting things to read, but it was not enough to alleviate my boredom.

‘Ah, I’m bored.’

How long am I supposed to stay here? I’m in a hurry to go out and check things.

I lay on the grassy hill and absentmindedly stared at the sky with drifting clouds.
Books I had read were scattered around.

Then, Hierian, who was hanging from the pillar, suddenly spoke up.
Perhaps since the only thing to do after coming here was to talk to him, we quickly became close.

“Siara, are you hungry?”

“I’m always hungry.”

“Then, let’s eat this together.”

He jumped down from the pillar and took out a magic pouch from his pocket.