“Oh, no. I woke you up because I was being noisy. Sorry, Kian.”
“No, Mother. Interestingly, I wanted to see you even in my dreams.”

“Our Kian, how can he be so lovely?”

Kian smiled brightly, then, as if sharing telepathy with Sicar, he glanced at him before falling silent.

Unbelievably, Sicar went to sit next to Sicar.

The unbelievable situation continued. Sicar, who had never paid attention to Kian waking up before, started greeting him.

“Did you sleep well, Kian?”

“Yes, Your Excellency. Were you sewing with Mother?”

“Yes. I was sewing.”

“I can help.”

“No, things like needles and scissors are dangerous for children to touch. It’s better for you to bring a picture book and read quietly.”

“Yes, Your Excellency. I’ll quietly read a picture book then.”

Was my wish for the two to get along well being reflected in the atmosphere? They used to avoid eye contact and growl at each other like adult and cub lions. However, suddenly getting along like this made it hard for me to adapt.

Could it be that this temple, being a sacred place, caused such affection between them? Is this temple a place overflowing with love?

Amidst the confusion caused by the unexpectedly close relationship between the two, Sicar’s next words made me even more flustered.

“By the way, didn’t we decide to make Jeremy’s uniform today, my lady?”

Was Sicar being threatened by Kian? Why is his tone like that? Did he decide to respect me even in front of Kian?

I had to answer, feeling perplexed. “Y-yes. But why do you ask…?”

“In that case, we should measure Jeremy’s uniform now. I’ll go and come back, so please wait here, my lady.”

Did Sicar stand up abruptly because he was threatened by Kian? Why is he suddenly talking like that? Did he decide to respect me in front of Kian now?

I couldn’t help but be taken aback as I answered, “Well, okay. Why are you asking about that, though?”

“Then I’ll be going. Please wait here, my lady.”

At the same time, I stood up quickly. “Wait, just a moment.”

If Sicar went alone, he might make a slip of the tongue to Jeremy, like threatening her if she didn’t attend the coming-of-age ceremony.

“I’ll go and come back. It would be better for Your Excellency to spend a bit more private time with Kian.”

At that moment, Sicar suddenly embraced Kian, surprising both me and Kian.

“Are you saying that you will personally measure Jeremy’s uniform? Stop talking nonsense and come with us.”

What’s the point of using honorifics? His tone still sounds like an angry lion.

“If we all leave, Grandma might come in and be surprised. Someone needs to stay and guard the place.”

Sicar and I were observing each other, and Kian, glancing at us, gently raised his hand.
“I will stay guard, Mother. Please go with His Excellency.”

“That won’t do, Kian. You’re only seven years old; I can’t leave you alone.”

“I’m fine. I’ve been alone before.”

“At that time, you were alone, and it was an unavoidable situation. But now, you’re a child with parents. You should be under your parents’ protection. So, no matter what you say, it won’t work. We can never leave you alone.”

“Then wait until Grandma comes. Madam.”

“That was my plan anyway, Your Excellency.”

So, we sat back down. After carefully helping Kian down onto the chair, Sicar sat down, half-tilting his head, looking at me with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.

Whether it was the tilted head or the scrutinizing look, his face seemed filled with discontent.

“How can the dignified Lady of the Manor even think of measuring a sorcerer’s clothes…?”

Sicar had an expression of disbelief, but I was the one feeling embarrassed.

“I only asked him to measure things like the waist and chest directly, and for difficult lengths, which he couldn’t measure himself. Your Excellency, what misunderstanding are you having?”

“Measuring lengths brings people’s bodies close to each other. Measuring a foreign man’s clothes in such a way in this place is inappropriate, Madam.”

Regardless of how long I’ve been here, this was a truly funny etiquette.

In the social world, after exchanging simple greetings like ‘Who are you from which house,’ people would hold onto each other and dance. Could they not approach each other to measure the length of clothes?

If Kian wasn’t here, I would have asked him back, but since I couldn’t let Kian know that I came from a different world, I decided to apologize.

“I hadn’t even considered that. Your Excellency, I’ll be more careful next time.”

“Just don’t think about going somewhere alone from now on.”

Sicar stopped talking midway. Upon closer inspection, I could see that Kian was pulling Sicar’s clothes.

Sicar cleared his throat once and spoke again.

“Stay with me, Madam.”

Then, only then did Kian release Sicar’s clothes he was holding onto.

‘Surely there’s something going on between the two… What could it be?’

I apologized, but it wasn’t sincere, so Sicar didn’t strike up a conversation with me, and I didn’t initiate one either.

I read a picture book to Kian while waiting for Grandma to arrive, and Sicar continued sewing silently.

Later, when Grandma entered the room, she scolded Sicar several times for sewing with a needle in his hand.

Seeing Sicar sewing might have surprised her. Her reaction was so natural.

“Are you sewing right now?”