‘Of course, I should have told Dad that he’s cool!’
Come to think of it, since joining the villainous Mirmode family, I felt like I couldn’t support Dad as much as before.
I softly smiled and tightly grabbed Dad’s arm. It was to uphold Dad’s dignity.
“Our Dad is cool too!”
A faint smile appeared on Dad’s lips. It was a happy smile as if he had everything in the world.
“Really? How cool?”
“The coolest in the world!”
Dad burst into laughter.
It continued like that until Grand Duke Sebastian erupted into insane laughter.
Around the end of breakfast, Matthias and Sebastian had to leave Sian in the breakfast hall unexpectedly due to an imperial decree.
Sian, finishing her milk quickly, replied bravely that she would leave right away, and Matthias gently and affectionately stroked Sian’s hair before leaving.
However, as soon as they left the breakfast hall and turned the corridor, a familiar boy appeared in front of them.
“What’s going on?”
It was Acid.
“Well, I have something I want to show Lady Sian…”
Acid asked with rolled-up lips as if he were in trouble.
He was just looking for her out of habit because she wasn’t there. It felt strangely uneasy.
Matthias stared at Acid, their eyes meeting. When their gazes met, Acid realized how small he truly was.
Soon after, Matthias spoke as if thoroughly searching his mind.
“I told you to protect Sian, not to like her.”
“What?”
Matthias smirked and walked past him.
“If you still don’t know, stay that way.”
Watching Matthias leave, Acid bit his lip, looking at his retreating figure.
Matthias Mirmode seemed to know the name of the unidentified emotion I harbored for Sian.
He stood still in the corridor, nodding slightly.
‘I want to know the identity of this emotion.’
But Matthias left.
In his place, Grand Duke Sebastian stood. He was about to follow Matthias, but when he saw a familiar boy in front of the door, he stopped in surprise.
“Huh?”
“Oh, hello. I’m Acid.”
Perhaps because they had the same hair and eye color, they looked more alike than Ted and Acid. To be precise, Grand Duke Sebastian looked like an adult Acid.
“You’re the healer friend, right? I’ve heard the rumors spread widely in the capital.”
Grand Duke Sebastian affectionately brushed Acid’s head with a kind smile. Acid had a stiff expression and nodded.
“…Yes, but.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Then, I’ll be going now.”
Acid, with a stiff nod, passed by Sebastian and entered the breakfast hall.
A boy and a man passed by like that.
Without any certainty of when they would meet again.
The next day, during lunchtime, inside the cafeteria of the Imperial Children’s Academy.
Since I enrolled in the Imperial Children’s Academy, I put down the bread I was eating, clenching my fist with the thought that it was time to achieve the purpose of coming here.
“I need to build connections that will support the Mirmode family. More precisely, connections that will protect Sian and Matthias Mirmode.”
Although Dad became a duke, he had been buried in the night for so long that he lacked connections absolutely.
“Above all, to face the temple, ordinary connections won’t suffice.”
Melodia and the Pope left for the ‘Path of Light,’ but they would surely return someday. And if my intuition was correct, they would come back stronger and having found something important in the ‘Path of Light.’
“I need someone capable of properly dealing with those two.”
And right here in the Imperial Children’s Academy, there was a talent Melodia sought in her life.
Strong divine power, powerful swordsmanship, and above all, tremendous determination!
Although I knew they were the same age as me, I only knew their name and a brief profile. Even if I found them, I had no idea how to approach them.
Biting into the bread, I turned to Leonhardt beside me and said, “You know, Leonhardt.”
“Yeah, what?”
“I’m curious. How do you make friends?”
Leonhardt chuckled with a bright smile.
“Huh? We can’t make friends. Why?”
“Why?”
“Because we’re Mirmodes. Look around. This cafeteria is so lively, yet there’s no one near us!”
“…Is that so?!”
I felt Leonhardt’s wickedness anew.
‘Here’s this young child looking sad because he has no friends, and how can he laugh so happily?’
This was a clear moral offense.
“Don’t worry. With me, Leonhardt, around, you’re fine! Sweetbread!”
I quickly interrupted him, calling out the nickname he had when he was five.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
