The Second Male Lead is Actually a Girl

urse, my heir must also be a son.”

Rather, the corner of his mouth slightly raised as if he was enjoying seeing my broken, confused face.

“I can’t be helped. I have no choice but to make you my son.”

Saying that, Duke Estella stood up.

A thick shadow fell over me.

“From now on, your name will be Rosenta Estella. You will live as Estella's one and only heir.”

Ah…

At those words, my little head was spinning nonstop.

I had a throbbing headache and felt like I had a fever.

So, according to my biological father, I was Rosenta, and Rosenta was me.

then…

Rosenta wasn't a secondary male lead…Do you mean he was a crossdressing woman?

I stammered and finally asked back to Duke Estella.

“What? Me, I…was raised a normal child, I'm not the right person for this…”

Duke Estella did not show a bad reaction to the question. He just smiled as if he was having fun and came towards me.

Then, as he stood right in front of me, he looked down at me and spoke with venom.

“If you had been a normal child, you would have cried or shuddered at my spirit as soon as I arrived. You wouldn't have called me father right away. A clever kid isn't bad. Instead, you will have to learn the time and place.”

*

I tried to adapt quickly to what had happened to me over the course of the next year.

At first, I thought about rebelling against Duke Estella's words but quickly abandoned that thought.

It was because, when I remembered what Duke Estella had said, my body still felt terrified.

He pointed out flaws in my acting that no one noticed and even warned me.

Not only that, but my real father was a duke with influence in the empire. If I ran away, it was clear that I would soon be caught in his grasp.

I pride myself on being able to grasp human nature well.

And Duke Estella was a cruel man who would bite off the neck of a fugitive from behind.

“I hope things go smoothly today too.”

I changed my mind and decided to enjoy the inevitable.

It wouldn't be bad to become a young duke and watch the characters in the novel up close.

“Anyway, if I ascend to the Duke's throne…It would be my world.”

At that time, even if I gave up everything and ran away, no one would be able to catch me.

I smiled contentedly, got up from my bed, and moved on to what I had been doing every day for a year.

I took two rings from a treasure chest on the table.

“I have to put these on before Emma comes.”

If Emma sees me sleeping without my rings on, she will nag me.

I know I have to be careful, but sleeping with the rings on was very uncomfortable.

Besides, there was no way that anything would happen in my room if I just took a break and slept.

I put the rings on my fingers one by one. Then, as always, I gazed into the mirror hanging on the wall.

In order to make me look a little more boyish, my indigo hair was cut short.

Magic was also cast underneath, something that shouldn't be there…An unspeakable part was created.

It was all because of the polymorph-enchanted rings.

“No matter how you look at it, it’s amazing.”

How many of these expensive, accessory-type magic tools are there?

Of course, it’s expected that I live my life entirely as a man.

Hmm. As I grow, there will be more things to hide…Isn't this why I’m walking around with accessories?

Just thinking about it made me uncomfortable and my face crumpled.

Smart.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

“Young master, are you awake?”

It was the voice I heard every morning.

“I’ll come in for a bit.”

As always, an elderly woman slowly opened the door and entered the room.

I greeted her as usual.

“Good morning, Emma.”

It was Emma, ​​my personal head maid.

She was an old woman with white hair; she had been by Duke Estella's side for a long time.

No matter how well she treated me, Emma was basically an agent of the Duke of Estella.

She was his eyes, watching me.

“You seem to be wearing the magic tools as you should today.”

Emma smiled contentedly.

Then she spat out very terrible words at me.

“Then, shall we work hard to be a diligent heir today?”

In a word, today's schedule was also full of study.

When the hell will I learn THOSE skills?

Ever since I arrived, I thought that I would learn the abilities passed down in the Estella bloodline that were described in the novel.

But my father has never mentioned them to me.

In the end, I was only studying history, mathematics, the national language, etc., similar to the studies I had done in my previous life, day and night.

Although I was dissatisfied, I responded vigorously to maintain the appearance of an enthusiastic and studious heir.

“Great!”

Inside I was shouting, 'I hate studying like this!'