The Second Male Lead is Actually a Girl

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It might have been arrogance, but they knew their dancing was very good.

Since they’d been practicing together since they were young, they could boast that the two of them shined more when they were together.

As the performance drew to a close, Rosenta could feel the eyes coming to rest on them one by one. Duke Gray must have been among those eyes.

And when their dance was over and they were about to leave the floor, a voice called out for Vivian from afar.

“Lady Vivian Marigold.”

As expected, Duke Gray was approaching Vivian.

He tidied up his collar for no reason and greeted Vivian in a lowered voice.

“You’ve come such a long way! Thank you very much for accepting my invitation.”

“Thank you for inviting me to such a wonderful place, Duke.”

Rosenta couldn't tell if he was being ignored on purpose or if Duke Gray could only see Vivian.

But Duke Gray continued to speak only to Vivian.

“You have repeatedly refused my invitations… … .”

It felt sticky. No matter who heard it, it’d be clear that this tone was being used to flirt with Vivian.

How dare he.

Rosenta’s expression almost crumbled into a scowl, but he managed to hold it in and intervened.

“Nice to meet you.”

The blue eyes began to sink as dark as the deep sea. It was obvious, it was a look of indifference.

Compared to when he looked at Vivian, there was a clear-felt difference in the temperature of his gaze.

He slowly held out his hand to him.

Skipping the useless fighting, they immediately joined hands.

“My name is Rosenta Estella.”

“Ah! I heard that you had recently become the Duke of Estella. Nice to meet you too, Duke Estella.”

“Thank you for welcoming me like this. In fact, I came here with Lady Marigold because I have something I want to tell the duke.”

“Oh. Tell me?”

It would be better for him to see for himself, rather than having it explained. Rosenta took a piece of paper out of his pocket.

It was the appeal that he had been keeping close since before they arrived.

“Read this first.”

Upon receiving the appeal, Duke Gray began to read it.

Still, he did not show any change in his expression.

After reading it, he said with an exaggerated expression, as if he was surprised, “Oh my God. I didn't expect this to happen. Why the hell is this happening? Tsk tsk.”

A lie.
He knew the truth.

It's just that he didn't care because it didn't affect him too much.

Duke Hereith Gray was a calculating man. So he was also a skilled liar.

If he had been told about this and they’d left, he wouldn't have thought to do anything about it.

This was all expected from the beginning.

That's why, when Rosenta came here, he’d brought Wolf from the beginning.

“I see. If you don't mind, I'd like to take a look around Terrian for a bit before I leave.”

Duke Gray hesitated.

He was smiling, but his eyes were sharp. It seemed that he was wary of what he was up to.

Rosenta had no intention of making this a big deal.

“I know Terrian is booming these days, so much so that you can’t pay attention to every  small thing. So while we're here, we like to take a look around … … .”

“Ah, I see. I’d be happy if you did.”

If they manage to fix this issue, it would reduce the loss of life and capital on Duke Gray’s side.

He is hyena-like man.

*

“Vivian, get some rest.”

At his words, Vivian nodded and yawned weakly as if sleepy.

“Oh, Rosen, you too. See you tomorrow.”

He was exhausted. He hadn't even had the chance to rest before he had to attend the banquet.

He went back to his room only when he saw Vivian enter hers.

After the banquet was over, no one would be there because he had said that he wanted to be alone.

To help him relax, he took off his coat and immediately lit a lamp.

However, in his room, where he was supposed to be alone, he felt a strange presence.

It was behind me..

“Duke.”

They called his name and he hurriedly took a defensive stance and looked back.

Wolf was smiling and holding out a brush to him.

“Brush my hair, please.”

Wolf was completely different from the daytime.

He was wearing a disheveled shirt that was unbuttoned.

Then, blinking languidly, he demanded brushing as if it were natural.

The man in front of Rosenta was a dark Wolf who had thrown off his butler's mask.

“Like you did with her earlier.”

Wolf, who arbitrarily placed the brush in my hand, sat down on the dressing table chair.

Then he tilted his head and looked at me, as if asking why I wasn’t coming.

Rosenta sighed but he moved to stand behind Wolf with the brush.

Rosenta was filled with the desire to go to sleep but, for now, it was necessary to match Wolf's rhythm.

Even if he was the employer, his employee was an unruly Wolf.

Rosenta decided that it would be better to accept his request so that he would remain obedient until this was over.

“I will only brush it.”

“The Same. Just as you did to her.”

‘No way. Are you asking me to style your hair the same as Vivian’s?’

Rosenta couldn't believe it, so he asked to confirm.

“You really want it styled the same?”

Through the mirror, Wolf looked at him.

He moved his head slowly up and down, fixing his light green eyes on him.

It was firm.

“… … I see.”

Rosenta slipped his fingers through Wolf's long dark hair.

His shiny, flowing hair tickled as is slid between his fingers and went down smoothly.

After having only touched Vivian's wavy hair, trying to tie his fine hair felt different.

The brush went down all at once and the action was repeated several times.

He was hesitant. But since he asked for it himself, there would be no problem.

“I'll start braiding it the way you’ve asked me to.”

I started braiding both halves of his head.

As if it felt good to have his hair touched, Wolf closed his eyes like a groggy cat.

Finally, both braids were fixed at the back of his head using hairpins.

When everything was done, Rosenta removed his hand from Wolf's head and stepped back.

Then Wolf yawned softly with hazy eyes and muttered.

“I’m in a good mood… … .”

‘I did what you wanted, so can you leave now?’

Fatigue poured out at the thought of the long day coming to an end.

Rosenta sat down on the sofa helplessly. Then, barely turning his head, he said to Wolf.

“I want you to leave now.”

Fortunately, Wolf nodded slowly. Then he staggered out of the room like a sleepy man.

Finally, when he was completely alone in the room, the drowsiness he had endured overcame him.

‘At least wash your face… … .’

‘Oh no… … . I have to get to bed… … .’

Having such thoughts, he stretched out his legs on the sofa and stared at the ceiling.

Then, he closed both of his eyes.