The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 459

Chapter 459: Succession

The sounds of footsteps outside the bathroom were driving a certain blonde crazy.

Each approaching step landed like a drumbeat inside his skull, especially marking a loud heartbeat that he wasn’t sure how to process.

It was an accident; he didn’t mean to overhear their conversation.

Really!

But just as he was about to check if the coast was clear, he heard Kyle’s distinctive voice.

He wasn’t screaming. He wasn’t even increasing his usual volume, but the utter silence made it so that his words were impossible to miss.

"I worship him. And the ground he walks on."

"..."

Ollie’s heart flatlined.

Then spiked.

His knees gave out almost instantly as the meaning of those words caught up to his brain, dragging him down like a system error. And by the time the footsteps stopped right outside the bathroom door, Ollie was crouched on the cold tiles like a panicked child mid-meltdown, hands over his ears as if that could rewind time.

Too late.

He’d heard it.

He heard all of it.

And now he didn’t know how to exist.

But contrary to his warring emotions, on the other side of the door, there was silence.

One that was eventually broken by a low knock.

And then—the voice. That voice.

Calm. Warm. Dangerously close.

"Ollie?"

The blonde flinched like a startled cat.

"You missed breakfast," Kyle continued. "So you didn’t get your lunchbox either. I brought it over. I even packed your share from earlier...just in case." Kyle’s voice was full of casual amusement, light but unmistakably fond.

Ollie was curled like a shrimp, arms wrapped around his knees. "D-Don’t come in here," he mumbled, but very much not loud enough for the door to muffle.

From the other side, there was a soft chuckle.

"I won’t," he said, amused. "I’m not that heartless. So I’ll just leave the thermal bag here, okay?" Kyle added, gently placing the container down beside the door.

Clink.

"Try to have something before your class starts, or your stomach will feel uncomfortable."

"O-okay..."

"Good, I’ll go to class now so you can come out of there in peace."

Ollie, inside, bit his sleeve and melted into a puddle of nervous energy and unprocessed feelings. fгeewebnovёl.com

Still blushing and clinging to what remained of his composure, Ollie finally cracked open the bathroom door.

The hallway was mercifully empty.

He peeked out like a raccoon scoping for snacks and shame, then snatched up the thermal bag like a loot drop and scurried down the corridor.

By the time he made it to his classroom door, his ears were glowing red.

He wasn’t late. In fact, he still had time to eat. But just as he was about to open the mechanized door, he froze.

Voices filtered through from inside—loud enough to hear, quiet enough that they didn’t know he was listening.

"I guess I’ll have to tell my cousin not to hope for much," said a girl whose voice Ollie didn’t recognize.

"What do you mean?" another girl asked.

"Ah, that was Kyle Nox earlier, right?" the first replied. "If so, he basically just confessed. So all those hoping to receive a marriage proposal from him should probably give up now."

"Wait—was he actually looking for marriage partners?"

"Well, probably not him personally. But when we were younger, there was this list of candidates going around. You know, the same thing his older brother had."

"Whoa, really? I didn’t know that!"

"That’s only because you just came in recently. It’s always been a huge deal for the girls back in the Capital. But with him being absent from events for years, the candidates never really got to compete for his attention."

"What about you? You didn’t sign up?"

"Nope. My cousin had already joined, and our family didn’t want us fighting over him. Plus, my cousin’s way better. If even she wasn’t confident, then what slim chance would I have?"

Ollie, frozen just outside the door, felt his heart do something that could only be described as a spiral.

Marriage? There was a list?

Kyle had marriage prospects?

His grip on the lunchbox tightened as a cold, clammy feeling spread over him.

For some reason, Ollie suddenly remembered when they made their contract—Kyle did mention something about a list.

But he never said it was a marriage list!

Just how many people were on it?!

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