My Contract Husband Resembles the Male Protagonist - Chapter 62
“That was really close just now. Dale, were you surprised too?”
Why is Samuel Lockhart still in the capital?
Someone like the captain of the 2nd Knight Division, surely…
“Oh. He might have been dismissed.”
“He was wearing his knight uniform. He’s not someone who would be dismissed easily.”
“You seem to have a good opinion of my brother, Dale.”
He must have investigated my brother quite thoroughly. I hadn’t noticed since he didn’t show it.
“The Emperor isn’t in the capital, right?”
“…I don’t think so.”
“Right? I thought the same. The emperor has never changed the training schedule.”
At least not until now. I’ve seen my brother leave for training every year.
The Emperor would always be there before the knights, and my brother was complaining about how tough it was.
Come to think of it, my brother wasn’t alone earlier. He was with others wearing the same uniform.
I pondered this and then glanced at Dale.
“…Is there something on my face?”
“No. I just thought you’d look good in a knight’s uniform too.”
Dale’s eyes widened. He seemed to have never considered that possibility.
“You have that kind of aura.”
“What’s an aura?”
“It’s the impression or atmosphere someone gives off when you look at their face.”
I reached out and lightly touched his cheek.
Dale flinched and his eyes widened at the contact.
“For some reason, you look like you’d suit a uniform well. Like someone who’d work in an official office …”
“…..”
“You’d probably look great wielding a sword. Well, you’re a mercenary, so of course, you’ve handled one before. But you’d fit better in a formal setting rather than a free-spirited one.”
“…. Miss Enya, do you perhaps already know something?”
“Know what?”
Dale avoided my eyes and brushed his face with his hand.
“Nothing.”
He continued walking, looking sideways. Was there something over there?
I craned my neck to see what he was looking at. It was a small shop.
“Oh. You were looking at that?”
“…..?”
“The fortune teller’s place.”
On an ordinary shopping street, there was a small fortune-telling shop.
The sign said they could tell your daily fortune, monthly fortune, love fortune, and more.
“Were you curious about that?”
I looked up at Dale.
He looked flustered, as if I had caught him thinking about something he hadn’t meant to reveal.
“No. I was just zoning out and happened to see it.”
“But you always say no, Dale.”
He was kind, too kind.
He always went along with what I wanted and never did anything I said I didn’t want to do. In other words, he almost never asserted himself.
“Isn’t there anything you want to do? You said you hadn’t really explored the shopping district before.”
“Something I want to do…”
Dale reacted as if he had never been asked such a question before. He pondered the simple question for a long time.
It seemed like he had never thought about what he wanted to do.
I tapped his arm, which I had hooked my own arm through.
“Do you want to get your fortune told? People sometimes do it for fun, to hear about their past or future.”
“….”
Dale hesitated and then looked at me.
“It would be better if only you got your fortune told, Miss Enya… Miss Anne.”
“They also do couple compatibility readings.”
“…..”
In that moment, his golden eyes gleamed.
He suddenly grabbed my hand and started walking briskly.
“Da-Dale?”
“We have no time to waste. Let’s hurry, Miss Anne.”
* * *
“Let’s see~ Let’s see. You two must be newlyweds! Am I right?”
I smiled broadly at the fortune teller’s guess.
“That’s what we told you when we came in. Let’s go, Dale. I don’t think this place is for us.”
“No! Wait a moment! Why is this young lady in such a rush? I was just trying to see if she’d remember. It’s just a question.”
The fortune teller quickly grabbed us.
But something felt off.
I stared at her, and she began to sweat profusely.
“Alright, alright, let me try again. Your name is Anne? Enya?”
“Enya.”
“You shouldn’t use your real name, right?”
Dale whispered softly enough for only me to hear.
“But we can’t pay for a fortune that’s wrong. There’s no risk of it leaking here, so it’s fine.”
“And this handsome young man’s name? Ah, right, Dale! Let’s see~ Let’s read the names~.”
Watching the fortune teller write out the letters of our names on a piece of paper made her seem even less credible.
“I don’t think this is the place for us. Goodbye.”
“You two aren’t really married, are you?”
As we were about to leave, the fortune teller shouted.
Dale reacted faster than I did, instantly on guard and ready to protect me from the suspicious woman.
“You’re far from being a real couple~ Just a rookie pair. It looks like you’ve been together for about three months, not even a year. But it doesn’t seem like you’re meeting for the first time.”
“!”
“I see it, I see it~ I see it~ I saw it!”
The fortune teller, who had been closing her eyes and making motions in the air, suddenly opened her eyes wide.
“Are they a couple who broke up badly and got back together?”
