Mother-in-Law Refuses to Regress! (7 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 25
Larisa wanted to go to elementary school.
“It’s not like you absolutely have to go.”
No matter what Siod said, Larisa was determined to attend elementary school.
“But I really want to go….”
“Why?”
“Don’t children have to go to school?”
Siod glanced down at Larisa’s tiny clenched fist and let out a soft chuckle. Whenever she wanted to gather courage, she would tightly clench her fists—a habit he found utterly adorable.
Still, that was beside the point. What saddened him slightly was that no one had ever explained to her the customs of high society. He even wondered if Guinevere or William themselves were unaware of these nuances.
“Hmm. Noble young ladies usually don’t attend school. Do you know why?”
“Why?”
“Because they’d be compared to others. Until they reach a certain standard, they’re typically taught at home by private tutors for each subject.”
Larisa hadn’t known this. William had told her he’d attended elementary school, and Guinevere had said she could go if she wanted to. Wide-eyed, Larisa hesitated.
“So you still have reasons for wanting to go?”
“…Yes.”
“Can you tell your teacher what they are?”
After glancing around uncertainly, Larisa answered in a small voice.
“…I want to get a scholarship.”
Siod’s eyes widened in surprise at her unexpected reply.
“They say if you study hard at school, you can earn a scholarship. William told me that.”
William had graduated early with a full scholarship. Larisa thought he was truly amazing—and believed that if she did the same, she could repay the Rodante family, who had been supporting her.
“You don’t need to worry about things like that. As I’ve told you before, Guinevere has more money than she knows what to do with.”
“But.”
Larisa couldn’t find words to argue back. Siod sighed as he watched her small head bow silently.
“I’m not saying you shouldn’t go. If you really want to, then go.”
Larisa lifted her head and stared at Siod with sparkling eyes. Internally, Siod conceded defeat.
‘She’s too cute—I surrender.’
“But you have to promise me something.”
“Huh?”
“That even if you don’t get the scholarship or fall a bit behind your classmates, you won’t feel upset about it.”
Siod extended his pinky as he spoke.
“Uh…”
He chuckled softly, seeing Larisa hesitate. It was obvious she was worried she couldn’t keep such a promise.
“If your school life isn’t enjoyable, it’s meaningless. So you have to promise.”
Reluctantly, Larisa hooked her pinky with his. Siod ruffled her hair approvingly, messing up the neat half-up style Daisy had carefully arranged—but somehow, it felt nice.
*
Guinevere found herself standing in front of the school, holding Larisa’s hand somewhat bewilderedly. From early morning, Siod had been persistently urging her to come out, and she’d wondered where they were headed—only to end up here.
Siod grinned and said, “Standing here like this, we look just like a family—you, me, and our adorable daughter.”
It was absurd. Guinevere glanced down at Larisa, expecting her to share the same thought—but instead, Larisa was watching her warily.
“Um… aren’t you busy, Mother?”
“I’m not busy.”
She was, in fact, extremely busy. That blasted time-loop magic still refused to yield its secrets. But she couldn’t say such things in front of Larisa.
Without thinking, Guinevere reached out and pinched Larisa’s flushed cheek.
“Ow-wait!”
“Let’s go in.”
The headmaster and staff who had been standing in formation at the gate since earlier finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Though unlikely, they had worried Guinevere—who looked distinctly displeased—might find some excuse to make trouble. The headmaster bowed as respectfully as he could.
“Welcome! It’s an honor to meet you, Lady Rodante, Guardian of Adelia.”
“Your greeting is rather extravagant.”
“We never expected you’d come in person.”
Indeed, Guinevere hadn’t even shown up when enrolling her only son. Who could have guessed she’d personally appear to register an adopted daughter?
At the very least, she hadn’t just popped in via teleportation without warning—something the headmaster found profoundly comforting.
“Ah, my apologies for the delayed introduction. I’m Headmaster Boldman. Please, this way.”
Larisa looked around the headmaster’s office as she was guided inside. While Guinevere remained silent, Siod handled the transfer procedures. Larisa kept glancing at Guinevere, wondering if she’d unnecessarily dragged her away from important matters—when suddenly—
“Here, eat this.”
Guinevere placed a cookie from the refreshments into Larisa’s hand. As always, Larisa never refused food.
Watching Larisa nibble the cookie like a small woodland creature, Guinevere’s lips twitched slightly.
Who knew watching someone eat could be so oddly entertaining? Just as Guinevere, having discovered this new amusement, reached for another cookie—
Siod, having finished the paperwork, smiled and said,
“Now, shall we draft the sponsorship agreement?”
“Huh?”
“Oh, I forgot to mention earlier. The Rodante family has decided to sponsor this school going forward.”
The headmaster blinked his wide, calf-like eyes. Sponsorship? When William Rodante had enrolled, there had been no sponsorship funds at all. Completely unprepared for this news, the headmaster was flustered.
“Sponsorship… you mean…”
“For now, could you bring us a basic contract? We didn’t prepare one ourselves.”
“Ah, yes! Of course.”
Guinevere was about to accept this calmly when she noticed Larisa drop her cookie in shock.
“What’s wrong?”
“A… sponsorship?”
She’d wanted to earn a scholarship to repay their kindness, but now her presence would cost them even more money.
“What about it?”
“Ah—it’s nothing.”
Larisa quickly shook her head, not wanting to interfere in adult affairs. But she seemed oddly downcast, and Guinevere frowned.
Seeing Larisa no longer eating her cookie, Guinevere grew uneasy. She couldn’t understand what was troubling the child—and that frustrated her most.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you like something?”
“No?”
Larisa immediately shook her head again and hunched her shoulders. Guinevere strained her brain but still couldn’t figure out why Larisa had suddenly become so disheartened.
‘She seemed startled right after the sponsorship talk…’
Unconsciously, Guinevere shot a glance at Siod, who was finalizing the contract. Though he’d made the decision unilaterally without consulting her, she hadn’t objected—partly because she liked the idea.
Sponsoring the school would ensure they took special care of Larisa. Unlike herself, who knew nothing but magic, Siod understood human society quite well.
‘But then… what’s the problem?’
Guinevere stared at the contract, now needing only her signature to be complete.
‘Is it the amount?’
She added an extra zero to the figure Siod had written. Beside her, Larisa let out a soft groan. Hearing it, Guinevere added yet another zero.
“Eeek!”
Larisa looked ready to faint.
“Enough already.”
Siod urged her to just sign. Even after finishing her signature, Guinevere still couldn’t understand why Larisa’s face had turned so pale.
“Are you feeling ill?”
“N… no…”
Guinevere scooped up the listless Larisa in her arms.
“She’s unwell. We’re leaving.”
“But—what about the orientation regarding school life…?”
The headmaster hesitated, trying to stop her—but Guinevere was already planning to teleport away. However, someone interfered: Siod dispersed her magic.
Guinevere glared at him, and Siod smiled.
“It’s her first day—shouldn’t she at least tour the school?”
“Larisa looks sick. Her face is pale.”
Just as Larisa, her face deathly white, tried to insist she was fine—
Siod quickly cut in.
“Larisa, Guinevere loves sponsoring things.”
“…Huh?”
“Guinevere is kind and gentle—she can’t help but help anyone in need. Look at this school—it’s practically falling apart! That’s why she’s sponsoring its reconstruction.”
Guinevere stared at Siod as if he were insane. She hadn’t refuted him immediately simply because she was too dumbfounded. Just as she was about to speak—
“Really?”
Larisa looked up at her with shining eyes.
“Mother… did you plan to sponsor the school from the very beginning?”
Once again, before Guinevere could reply, Siod jumped in.
“Of course! Someone of Guinevere’s standing can’t sponsor just anywhere—otherwise, everyone would come begging. Bera had also mentioned wanting to sponsor William’s old school, and Larisa turned out to be the perfect excuse. So don’t worry—you’re not a burden at all. It was all Guinevere’s plan from the start!”
Larisa’s cheeks flushed pink. Guinevere watched the change dazedly—until Larisa suddenly grabbed her collar and asked,
“Mother… did Lara do well?”
“…Y-yes.”
For the first time in her life, Guinevere told a well-meaning lie. She’d never considered that Larisa might feel burdened. Larisa gazed up at her with bright, admiring eyes.
“Mother… you’re so kind.”
In all her life, no one had ever called her kind. Unable to bear the strange shift in atmosphere, Guinevere snapped at the headmaster.
“What are you waiting for? Lead the way!”
“A-ah, yes! This way, please. First, let me introduce you to Larisa’s homeroom teacher.”
As they followed the headmaster, Siod secretly sighed. Larisa, who worried too much about others’ feelings, and Guinevere, who was utterly oblivious to them—it was truly a match of extremes.
‘What would’ve happened if I hadn’t been here?’
Siod realized he’d have plenty more to handle in the days ahead.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
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