Sicar, who was putting on his apron, turned his back on me as if he didn’t want to hear it.

“Tie this.”

An antagonist wearing an apron. It seemed out of place, yet it strangely suited him.

As soon as word got out that Sicar was making dessert in the kitchen, Andrea, Grandma, Bika, and Durion each visited the kitchen in turn.

“I can’t believe the Duke himself came to the kitchen. I don’t know what’s going on. Duke, if you don’t like the dessert that the chef has been serving lately, you might as well say so. Because of your visit to the kitchen, all the kitchen staff are worried they might lose their jobs. Duke.”

“There’s no need to feel threatened by such a small thing, Andrea. Sicar is finally learning how to be a father, so leave him be.”

Meanwhile, Durion was suspiciously inspecting the contents of the water cup that Sicar had drunk from.

“Didn’t you make the Duke drink some kind of mind control drug or something? There’s no other reason for the Duke to come into the kitchen.”

Durion wasn’t wrong. Sicar certainly didn’t look like he was in his right mind to anyone.

Bika snatched the cup that Durion was examining and smirked.

“It would have been better if he had drunk poison for instant death. It’s disappointing.”

Sicar, who was kneading bread dough, turned his head as if it was noisy. Durion inflated his cheeks trying to hold back laughter at the sight of the flour on Sicar’s nose, and Bika scoffed as if he was enjoying it.

“Pfft! Du, Duke. That thing that’s smeared white on your nose, it’s not flour, is it?”

“Why not, it suits him well. Why don’t you change your job to a chef? Sicar.”

“Everyone get out. It’s noisy. Before I kill you.”

The words felt sincerely brutal, and Bika and Durion left the kitchen, holding their mouths and trying not to laugh.

Sicar, whom I thought didn’t know how to cook at all, made the cake surprisingly well. Because he even perfectly made the deco on the cake, I looked at the cake that Sicar made with amazed eyes.

“I’ve never heard you’re good at cooking.”

“I looked at the memories of the head chef a little. This is much easier than the Dreamcatcher. And I learn anything right away. I was born with it.”

‘I know that too.’

Sicar threw the dessert he had made directly onto the table in Kian’s room, but there was no shape change.

Kian looked at Sicar with suspicious eyes, but he picked up his fork as if to say he would eat it after seeing my face.

Kian’s eyes widened as he brought a forkful of cake to his mouth. It was clear from his expression that it was to his taste.

“How’s the taste?”

Kian tried to make a very delicious expression, but coughed curtly.

“It’s edible.”

This was the same as saying it was very delicious. Sicar also grinned as if satisfied with Kian’s reaction.

“You must be surprised because it’s your first time with this taste. I won’t be able to do it often, so eat it carefully.”

Sicar left the room as if he had done his job. It would have been good to have more conversation with Kian, but I left him alone because even doing this much must have been quite hard for him.

“Kian. The Duke will make things like cake for you often in the future. He was just embarrassed to say so just now.”

“It’s okay even if he doesn’t make it. The cake that the chef made was delicious too.”

Even if he made a cake, it seemed that Kian could not fully open his heart until Sicar’s coldness disappeared from Kian’s gaze.

However, if they do something together every day, it might improve a little. What did Kian like again? Right, he liked folding colored papers.

“Kian. Shall we fold colored papers and play tomorrow?”

“Colored paper folding?”

“Yes. It’s a game of folding colorful papers, and it’s going to be very fun.”

It’s going to be a game you’ll love very much. Kian.

Kian didn’t know what it was yet, but he was a little excited at the word ‘game.’

“I like it, mother. I think it’s going to be fun.”

“Then see you tomorrow, Kian.”

I kissed Kian’s forehead and left the room.

Where could this be?

I was in a dark space where I couldn’t see an inch ahead of me. I could hear someone fighting outside, but I couldn’t hear exactly what was being said.

Suddenly, I realized that this place was inside a closet. As soon as I realized that, the closet door slowly opened and a faint light seeped out. As the outside became brightly illuminated, I could see someone outside through the crack of the open door.

They didn’t look like people. They were monsters, similar to the form of a dark and dull human figure. The monsters were lingering outside, unaware that I was in the closet, fighting amongst themselves.

It was terrifying to be in this closet, but I couldn’t go out either. I was too anxious because I felt that if they tried to pull this door, it would open right away.

Then someone’s voice was heard, and the closet door flung open.

“Yura!”

“Wh… who is it…?”

The face that soon appeared was Sicar. He was frowning, but he didn’t look angry.

“Sicar…?”

“Yes. It’s me. Come out.”

“No… I can’t go out… there are lots of monsters outside.”

“I’ll help you so that you’ll never have this kind of dream again. Come out.”

“No… I, I can’t go!”

Sicar pulled my arm, but I didn’t budge. I wanted to get out of this scary closet, too. But a powerful fear that I couldn’t understand was holding me back.

He pulled me a few more times and seemed to give up, then he came into the closet where I was.

And then he put a lantern in the closet, which he brought from somewhere.

“Your mind, which is afraid to go outside the closet, is too strong to let you out. So, I have no choice but to make this memory a good one.”

Sicar held my face in his hands, looking at me.

“This will now be a memory to keep. A beautiful and good memory.”

And then Sicar kissed me right away.