I Became the First Love of the Impenetrable Male Lead (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
“No, I…”
A hot sensation spread over my wrist where he held it. The heat made my mind go blank for a moment.
While I hesitated over what to say, Ian spoke first.
“It was an indiscretion.”
For a fleeting instant, his expression—usually so rigid—softened, though his face still seemed impatient. His words dismissing it as a mere slip didn’t sit right with me.
Could he have been offended?
After all, he’s a prince—I did touch his face far too casually.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t even consider that it might upset you.”
“Please don’t apologize.”
“No, this is my fault…”
“I wasn’t… offended.”
Ian looked somewhat dazed as his fingers brushed against his own cheek. After blinking several times in evident confusion, he finally met my eyes.
“Are your wounds alright?”
“They’re fine.”
Our eyes met, and Ian quickly lowered his gaze as he answered. His long lashes fluttered, casting momentary shadows over his finely chiseled features.
How could anyone possibly call that face indistinct?
With that melancholic air added, Ian was so handsome it almost hurt to say it out loud.
Could he possibly lack self-awareness?
“And your impression isn’t indistinct at all. I was just confused at first because my memory’s been a bit unreliable lately…”
“I didn’t realize I held such a grudge. I suppose I simply want to leave a lasting impression on you, Senior.”
After all, Ian took sparring more seriously than anyone else, and he’d wanted to keep sparring with me.
Naturally, he’d want to make a good impression.
“I haven’t confused you with anyone else since then.”
“Then why only me…?”
Ian, his expression turning sour, suddenly fell silent. The training hall door had swung open abruptly.
“Rose?”
It was Edwin. As I steadied my startled breath, Edwin strode in, his cloak swirling, and scrutinized us both with narrowed eyes.
“What are you two doing here?”
“We were sparring.”
Having no other excuse, I answered honestly—and Edwin’s eyes widened in surprise.
“You sparred? With Klein?”
“You’re staying in the dorm tonight, right, Ed?”
“Well, yes, but…”
I picked up the sword lying at my feet, sheathed it, and walked straight toward Edwin.
“Then let’s talk while we walk. We’ll head back first, rookie.”
“Wait, Rose—you need your cloak.”
Taking the cloak Edwin handed me, I didn’t forget to give Ian, who stood rooted in place, a final reminder.
“Make sure you treat that wound.”
Once I confirmed Ian gave a faint nod, I stepped out of the training hall.
“What exactly happened? Sparring? You never spar with squad members.”
“Well…”
Edwin hurried after me outside, waving his hand impatiently for me to explain quickly.
I chuckled briefly at his flapping gesture and recounted everything to him.
“Oh, so someone else actually confessed, and Klein merely challenged you to a duel—but you mistook it for a confession?”
Edwin stopped dead in his tracks and burst into laughter, clutching his stomach.
I knew you’d react like that.
“Quiet down, Ed. We’re right outside the dorm.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I missed the right moment.”
Edwin wrinkled his nose, giving me a look that clearly said, “That’s not all, is it?”
“Alright, fine—I was too embarrassed to say it right away. Happy now?”
Edwin, who’d been stroking his chin as if he’d expected that answer, suddenly brightened.
“Klein must be quite skilled, then.”
“Huh?”
“You wouldn’t have accepted his challenge just because you misunderstood his intentions.”
Of course not.
I nodded without hesitation.
“Objectively speaking, Klein ranks among the top fighters in our knight order.”
“Really? If you say so, then I’d better step up my game too.”
I opened my mouth to reply but quickly closed it again. Standing right in front of Edwin, I couldn’t possibly say that Ian’s skill surpassed his.
Edwin, sensing my silence, playfully clenched both fists behind me.
But his gait seemed off somehow—like he hesitated for a split second whenever his left foot touched the ground.
“Why are you walking like that?”
“Told you, Rose—your eyes never miss a thing.”
“Did you get hurt?”
“Just twisted it a bit.”
During the last beast hunt, Edwin had injured his left ankle after being struck by a monster.
Fortunately, since we were already on our way back, treatment wasn’t delayed—but he’d still needed two full months of rest to recover properly.
Could the pain from that old injury be flaring up again?
“Don’t push yourself—the next hunt’s coming up soon.”
“Yes, yes, I know. I’ll head in now.”
*
“Your Highness, you’re late today.”
“You were still here?”
“Someone had to deal with the work you left behind.”
Nathan glanced at the pile of documents and muttered almost like a sigh.
“True.”
Nathan, rubbing his deeply sunken eyes, pressed a hand to his forehead in exasperation.
“Is that really your answer? At times like this, you should at least offer some words of encouragement…”
Ian’s fingers, unbuttoning his uniform, stilled. For some reason, Nathan’s voice seemed to be drawing closer, so he suddenly looked up.
“You startled me.”
Just as Ian expected, Nathan was right in front of him by the bookshelf.
“You weren’t startled at all, yet you say that again. By the way, what happened to your face?”
“What’s wrong with my face?”
His expression was so shamelessly calm that Nathan nearly doubted whether the fresh wound on Ian’s face was visible only to him.
“You’ve been injured! I’ll call a physician at once!”
“Nathan.”
At Ian’s quiet call, Nathan turned back to him, flustered.
“Yes, Your Highness. Just give the order.”
“You’re making a lot of noise but don’t seem rushed at all.”
Nathan clasped his hands neatly together and gave a faint smile.
“Was it that obvious?”
“And it’s just a minor injury from sparring—no need to make a fuss.”
“So there’s someone in the knight order skilled enough to wound the prince’s face.”
“Yes. An exceptionally skilled individual.”
Nathan immediately pictured Gabriel—broad-shouldered and with a warm demeanor. It seemed Ian truly sought to stand out in front of Captain Gabriel.
‘Captain Gabriel really is as outstanding as his reputation suggests.’
“He must be incredibly strong, then.”
“…Strong, indeed.”
Remembering his duel with Rosebelia, Ian couldn’t help but smile. The sensation of clashing real blades felt several times more vivid than using practice wooden swords.
The moment their blades met, a thrilling tension and strange exhilaration coursed through his entire body.
He couldn’t even recall the last time he’d been so utterly absorbed in something.
If this minor wound was the price for such a duel, it was a small one indeed.
“Still, you should get it treated.”
Ian raised his hand toward his cheek but paused—Rosebelia’s fingers, so boldly touching his face, came to mind.
Truthfully, Ian had been quite surprised when Rosebelia’s hand brushed his cheek.
It was far too delicate and soft for someone who wielded a sword.
‘However skilled she may be, can a swordsman’s hand really stay this soft without calluses?’
“Is that even possible?”
“Pardon?”
“Never mind.”
Rubbing his forehead in confusion, Ian suddenly frowned.
‘But why was I angry?’
He couldn’t pinpoint the exact reason, yet what he’d felt in that instant was unmistakably irritation and frustration.
Ian quietly looked down at his own hand.
‘Her hand was incredibly small too.’
He’d noticed her small hands back in the square, yet for some reason, that tiny hand kept returning to his thoughts.
“About this size, maybe.”
Curling his fingers as tightly as possible, he approximated Rosebelia’s hand size. His eyes flickered slightly at the unexpectedly small measurement.
It was both wondrous and awe-inspiring that someone so petite in both hand and stature could possess such overwhelming presence.
“Your Highness, does it hurt?”
‘Does it hurt?’
Recalling her face, filled with genuine concern, made his chest tighten abruptly. Even unbuttoning his uniform couldn’t ease the suffocating pressure rising to his throat.
“Leave the remaining documents on my desk and go home, Nathan.”
Taking slow, measured breaths and pressing firmly against his chest, he soon returned to his usual composed self.
“But the treatment… I’ll just leave some medicine here and go.”
“Alright, thank you.”
Ian, pressing his heavy eyelids shut, waited until Nathan’s footsteps faded before sinking into his chair. He then carefully reviewed the documents Nathan had organized.
“Ed?”
Ian’s eyes flickered briefly upon spotting the name “Ed” among the papers.
‘You’re staying in the dorm tonight, right, Ed?’
Edwin Holton and Rosebelia Winters.
When researching Rosebelia to prepare for their duel, the first thing he’d learned was how close the two of them were.
‘Then we’ll head back first, rookie.’
“We…?”
Remembering their backs as they walked so close their shoulders nearly touched, Ian’s fingers tensed involuntarily. Though the pressure was slight, the pen in his hand snapped cleanly in two.
“Why did this break? Is it an old pen?”
Staring blankly at the broken pen, Ian soon rummaged through his drawer and pulled out a new one.
*
The reception room was pleasantly warm. Had the crackling sound of burning logs in the fireplace always been this soothing?
Olivia had to consciously steady her breathing several times to keep from humming aloud.
“Have you spoken to Rosebelia?”
“If finding a good match is a blessing for Rose, why would you, Brother, think differently from me?”
“It’s not that…”
Dylan let his sentence trail off, and Olivia smiled faintly, lifting the corners of her lips. With graceful ease, she flipped through the documents Dylan had handed her, page by page.
“I knew you’d agree with me, Brother. By the way, the Empire seems to have quite a few suitable bachelors.”
“Indeed?”
Dylan returned a faint smile as he asked. Olivia had requested he find potential suitors for Rosebelia, and he’d just compiled a list of candidates.
Leading the list was Rinat Elijah, currently regarded as the Empire’s most eligible bachelor, followed by other promising prospects.
Though the candidates toward the back were comparatively less impressive, Olivia flipped through the pages without hesitation.
“This man seems suitable to me.”
Dylan’s eyes flickered briefly. Olivia had chosen the eldest son of a viscount—a name he’d placed on the very last page.
“There are far better matches—why pick him of all people…?”
“Really? He seems perfectly suitable to me.”
A satisfied smile appeared on Olivia’s lips as she studied the portrait intently.
“Is there a particular reason you chose him?”
“Why him?”
His name was David Colin, if he recalled correctly. The man was reasonably handsome, but…
“David Colin has a reputation for being a womanizer.”
Since that note was included in the documents, she must have chosen him knowingly.
“Perhaps those rumors spread precisely because he’s attractive? Maybe women who admire David Colin maliciously spread those rumors to eliminate rivals.”
“…Olivia, must you go this far?”
Olivia’s smiling eyes hardened slightly.
“Oh, Brother. To someone who didn’t know better, it might sound as if I’m deliberately setting Rosebelia up for trouble.”
“From what I’ve learned, those rumors don’t seem entirely baseless.”
Still, as the unmarried eldest son of a viscount, he’d included him—though he never expected Olivia to pick David from the very last page when better options filled the front.
“Even if it’s true, I don’t see a problem.”
“Olivia.”
“I think Rose would suit a man experienced with women. Someone who’s been with many women would know how to guide her well.”
“But…”
‘If I’d known this would happen, I shouldn’t have included him at all.’
Dylan regretted it too late—Olivia had already made up her mind.
“Please make sure he attends Kaiden’s birthday party, Brother.”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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