The rain that had been falling since last night fortunately stopped by the morning. The pure white clouds against the deep blue sky were flawless.

Carrying sandwiches with the twins, I went to a nearby park. In the scattered weather, neighborhood kids and families were scattered around, enjoying their outings.

After wandering for a while, we sat by the lake and naturally brought up memories. Swell remembered the lake in Hosha Village Park, where he first saw Yuric.

Since it was an impromptu walk without grand plans, we quickly returned to the mansion after having ice cream and juice. Then, with no specific tasks assigned, we helped the maids struggling with the backlog of laundry.

“Ah, it’s exhausting.”

Silke, who was beating clothes, patted my shoulder.

No matter how much we hung them, there seemed to be no end to the backlog. When I had no strength to speak and silently dealt with the next laundry, I heard a sound from beyond the fence.

“…Huh, I feel like I know that guy’s face?”

With good eyesight, Swell first recognized the face of the guest. In contrast, I opened my eyes narrowly to see the faint face of the guest. Blue riding attire visible through the gap in the main gate, and white hair…

It’s Yuric.

I put down the laundry I was holding and went to the front of the main gate. Yuric, who had come here two days earlier than planned, dismounted from the horse.

“Hello, Reje. Sorry for coming unannounced.”

“What on earth happened? Is something wrong?”

In my concerned tone, Yuric awkwardly smiled.

“No. Just had some free time.”

“Free time? What about the training?”

“Oddly, my sword wouldn’t cooperate. Still, I didn’t slack off. I did push-ups all day, but my focus just wasn’t there.”

I inspected his surroundings.

There was no Yune, and there were no bags. Indeed, Yuric came suddenly without bringing anything. The only thing beside Yuric was a white horse with a golden tail.

I didn’t know I would be like this, Yuric murmured. His subtle glances at me were as subtle and sly as those of a mischievous child.

“I came suddenly, sorry. I’ll just see your face and leave again.”

“What kind of nonsense is that?”

I tried to question, but dissatisfaction was evident from Swell, who always had a strong reaction when Yuric’s name was mentioned.

Silke, hiding behind me, was only expressing admiration without saying a word. The threat that I had to take Yuric to a secluded place before news of him spread to the Pollon mansion had already been conveyed to my body.

“Yuric Pennton came?”

“Yuric?”

But it was too late. I discovered the wide-open window and the faces beyond it.

“Yeah, he’s always like this.”

As things escalated, even Yuric looked uncomfortable.

“Sorry, Reje.”

He said without making a sound but conveyed the words with his mouth.

Surrounded by the brothers, Yuric couldn’t say a single word properly.

The fervent welcome was something Yuric probably hadn’t expected. With such an enthusiastic reception, Yuric couldn’t hide his awkward smile.

The smile was so pitiful that it made everyone who saw it feel sorry for him.

Thirty minutes later, Yuric, unable to endure, sent me several glances asking for help. Each time, I ignored the gaze, pretending not to notice.

“Could it be that Yuric came because he’s worried about Reje? Afraid I’ll introduce Reje to another man?”

Felicia’s mischievous words made Yuric’s face turn red.

“Since you’ve come all the way, stay here until the wedding. I’d like to offer you the prepared villa, but it’s not reserved today or tomorrow.”

“I can’t do that. I didn’t even bring the clothes I prepared.”

Yuric rejected Felicia’s suggestion.

“Then ask your younger sister. There’s a clever seamstress in the Pollon mansion too.”

“Right, Yuric. I also have something I want to ask you.”

When Rodney spoke up, I carefully observed Yuric’s face, which I had been avoiding.
A personality that cannot commit wrongdoing despite having a kind face, even a straightforward gaze. A character whose heroic features and clean life story make them the protagonist of a book.

“Well, it’s just rumors anyway.”

How can a man who even troubles my brothers stay silent when he knows the alley? Yuric is not that kind of person.

“Reje.”

“…Yes?”

Isabel, who was beside me, called my name.

“If you have nothing to do, will you help me a bit?”

“All of a sudden?”

“Anyway, you’re free.”

Can Yuric be left alone? As I hesitated, Isabel gestured for me to come into the laboratory.

“Feeling confident?”

“…….”

…No. Not at all.

I struggled with Isabel’s request to solve a mathematical problem. Even though it was a basic formula needed for research, it was a difficult calculation for me.

Isabel glanced briefly at my paper and furrowed her brows.

Of course. I hadn’t solved the first calculation, just scribbling numbers on the practice paper.

“…Can’t concentrate? Reje.”

In an irritated voice, my anger also surged. I couldn’t help with such math problems; how am I supposed to handle this?