Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are Are So Dangerous! [BL]-Chapter 224: Rocco’s Heartbreak and the Caterpillar of Despair

That day, Rocco had buried himself in a pile of cushions, transforming into a human-sized caterpillar.

Hidden beneath the layers of plush fabric, his sulking figure was completely concealed from view.

This, of course, meant that Georgio—who had been wailing for some time now, begging, "Please come out! Let me see my dear master’s adorable face!"—could not see Rocco’s expression in the slightest.

Yes, no one could see his puffed-up cheeks or the way frustration had brought tears to his eyes.

"Master... I understand that being rejected is painful, but this is already the second day. Please cheer up soon!"

"You fool...! Our master has just experienced his first heartbreak. His first taste of adolescence! He is in the midst of great turmoil! Do not be so weak-willed simply because he has been sulking for two days straight. You are failing as his guardian...!"

Rocco’s attendants were fervently debating the depth of his heartbreak and the struggles of his adolescence nearby.

Could they not discuss such things around him?

Seriously, saying words like heartbreak and rejection so casually while he was right there was cruel.

He had already cried himself into near dehydration—his poor eyes felt dry as a desert.

That said, he couldn’t stay like this forever.

That morning, he had overheard his father and Sylas having a rather disturbing conversation.

"Shall we crush them, the Del Fiore?"

"They made Rocco cry. I believe it would be best to wipe them out immediately."

Yeah... if he didn’t pull himself together soon, everyone in the mansion might run out of patience before he did.

Which meant that, even though his heart was still a mess, Rocco needed to force himself to get over it.

Having steeled his resolve, he cautiously peeked out from the cushions.

The first thing he saw was Georgio’s tear-streaked face, followed by Ragar’s worried gaze fixed upon him.

"Ah! Master! Thank goodness, you’re still breathing! You’ve been buried for so long, I was starting to worry!"

"My master...! I am relieved beyond words. Please, here—chew on my beast ears to relax."

Georgio burst into fresh tears of relief, while Ragar climbed onto the bed and knelt in a deep bow, as if presenting his fluffy animal ears as an offering.

Honestly... weren’t these two more worked up than he was?

Rocco took Ragar’s fluffy ears into his mouth and gently nibbled on them—a habit that always helped calm him down.

Then, lowering his head slightly, he mumbled, "I’m sorry, you two... It’s my own weakness that made things like this..."

With a dejected sigh, Rocco murmured softly, his brows drooping in dismay.

As he returned a weak smile to his attendants’ frantic attempts at comforting him, his thoughts drifted back to the events of the past two days.

The incident that led to his "caterpillar transformation" had begun three days ago—when he happened to witness Laxus on a date in town.

That night, his mind had spun in endless circles, considering every possible explanation for what he had seen.

He remembered thinking a lot about it, but unfortunately, he had no recollection of the details—only the conclusion he had reached in the end.

And that conclusion was: Since the protagonist couple has already fallen apart, it’s totally natural for the two main protagonist to end up with someone else, right?

Realistically speaking, Laxus was one of the the main protagonist of this world.

And yet, despite being the supposed love interest, Sylas had never once sparked even the faintest romantic feelings in him.

And for some inexplicable reason, Laxus had spent all this time showering Rocco with affection.

So, when he thought about it logically, it was actually completely normal for Laxus to eventually lose interest in someone as insignificant as him and shift his attention to a stunning, well-proportioned woman instead.

After a sleepless night of overthinking, the morning two days ago arrived.

Instead of keeping his cool, Rocco panicked and made a desperate move—he sent Laxus a letter via express courier.

The letter simply read: "Let’s hang out today! Just the two of us!

Rocco rarely initiated contact with Laxus.

Normally, upon receiving such a letter, Laxus would be so overwhelmed with joy that he’d probably cry first, then come rushing over with a massive bouquet of flowers.

That was just how he was.

Yes, if it were the usual Laxus, that’s exactly what he would have done.

And if his response was anything different this time—if he reacted even slightly out of character—then that would mean Rocco had already lost.

But, of course... there was no way Laxus would—

Or so he had thought.

Yet, the reply he received was so cold, so uncharacteristically indifferent, that it sent his world crumbling.

"Sorry, I can’t hang out today. If I have some free time, I’ll let you know next time."

The response was clearly rushed—written with little care.

For someone like Laxus, who usually replied with excessively long letters spanning several pages, this single, curt sentence was an undeniable red flag.

It was unthinkable.

Laxus would never send Rocco a one-liner reply.

And because he had realized that fact immediately...

Ever since that day, he had been buried in cushions, quietly crying to himself.

Even Rocco himself had to admit—it was incredibly pathetic.

However, the sheer suddenness of Laxus’s change had thrown him into complete turmoil.

Was he sad?

Was he frustrated?

To be honest, he wasn’t even sure how he felt anymore.

Why was Rocco feeling so down right now?

He couldn’t even understand it himself.

...No, maybe he just didn’t want to understand.

"I mean... if you’re a guy, of course, you’d like a gorgeous woman with a great body, right? Nobody falls for a silly, tiny boy unless their brain short-circuits for a moment..."

This, right after apologizing for his moment of weakness.

He really was hopeless—so ridiculously negative that even he wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.

"R-Ragar, this is bad! Master’s fallen into that extreme, negative spiral that only heartbroken girls go through!"