With such an impressive appearance, any stubborn foal could become obedient. However, Nia wasn’t like that. Despite the torment she endured in the orphanage, the child, who never spoke a word or made eye contact, harbored hostility towards the violin teacher.

Literal hostility.

The lesson began with such an unbelievable sight. Mia was here to watch over the children instead of Hubert, but soon her forehead began to throb.

“Master Lyon, how should I do this? Ivannu has no strength, so it’s hard for him. What should I do?”

“…….!”

The child who claimed to have no strength had a powerful grip on the bow, almost breaking it in the opposite direction. Nia, with her Gajami eyes, turned her head without looking properly.

Even so, seeing him earnestly teaching, Mia felt a rising frustration on her forehead.

“Master, what should I do like this? Ivannu can’t do it well because he’s weak. Right, Nia?”

“…….Uung!”

“……!”

Mia lost her words.

If an ordinary child were to have such a touching appearance, any angry foal might become obedient. But not Nia.

‘Mia said the child couldn’t become a child who hates anyone. Even if she endures such torment in the orphanage, she couldn’t become a child who hates the violin teacher.’

It was not jealousy that suddenly erupted; it was a sense of guilt from Mia’s innate instinct for learning being violated.

Nia couldn’t have hated anyone; that was what Mia knew.

She had everything—nice clothes, delicious food, a wonderful grandfather, a wonderful mother…

‘How could she… hate such an angelic teacher!’

Suddenly, the surging emotions were not jealousy.

A child with everything should not neglect learning; it was a behavior that violated Mia’s innate enthusiasm for learning.

In the end, when Ivannu secretly handed Nia a cookie in front of Lyon and Mia, Mia burst out.

“Hey! Can’t you stop this!?”

Mia’s sharp outcry drew the attention of everyone in the room.

Even Lyon, who stood firm, seemed surprised when a once quiet child shouted.

When Ivannu approached Mia, she went to him, twisted his arm, and pressured the children while looking down at them.

“You set the carpet on fire earlier, didn’t you? Do you know how much that costs? It will definitely be more than 20 gold. Can you procure that money directly, not your parents’ money?”

Mia’s specialty, cutting criticism.

Ivannu’s verdant pupils wavered.

“I, Ivannu is just a kid. I didn’t know…”
“Don’t you know anything? Didn’t you know I couldn’t hear the conversation earlier? We were talking about allowance, remember? Yes or no?”

“Wh-what? Unni, what’s happening?”

Clearly flustered, Ivannu put down the snacks he had picked up and whispered next to Nia.

But Nia knew.

When Mia gets angry, no one can stop her until she’s locked in the terrifying basement warehouse of the orphanage.

“Hush, be quiet. Ivannu…!”

When Mia warned Ivannu, her sharp tongue turned towards Nia.

“Nia, you too. How can you behave so rudely towards someone who’s been teaching you so well? If you’re going to learn like that, just quit!”

“……! Uueeu……”

As the child tried to cry amidst the loud commotion, Lyon finally stepped forward.

“Oh, no. I’m fine. I said I’m Mia, right? Please stop now…”

But there was nothing that could stop the girl who was already angry from head to toe.

“Thud! Won’t you stop!? What did you do well? If you keep this up and people start calling me a bad mom who doesn’t teach courtesy to Lucia, what will you do!”

Bad mom!

Despair struck Nia’s small face, where her biggest weakness was hit.

Only then did Nia, who timidly folded her hands, look around at the chaotic surroundings.

The flower branches, which had been cleared away by the servants, and the carpet burned black.

Everything was the result of Ivannu and the mischief they had caused.

Now, the small girl, unable to close her eyes, let the tears flow incessantly down her cheeks.

“Mi-Mia Unni didn’t know anything! Uueeuuaah!”

Finally, Nia’s small two feet ran away from this place as if running away.

And following behind her, when Lyon chased her, Ivannu reached out and asked to take him along.

“N-Nia! Don’t leave Ivannu alone!”

“Don’t leave me alone with that scary sister.”

But Ivannu, who couldn’t bring himself to say that, reached out his hand to her.

“Where are you going! You need to practice here! I’ll watch you until the end! Got it!?”

“Uu, Uuuing……”

For Ivannu, a bundle of trouble, this was the first time he encountered such a formidable opponent in his five-year life.