Silvestein, who was barely able to support me on the wall, looked alternately at me, Dazar, and our joined hands. The speed gradually increased and his head began to move as if he was headbanging.
“Sylvestine.”
I know it’s embarrassing, but it’s confusing my eyes. Even though I called out to him softly, I grabbed his still headbanging head and shook it gently, before his head finally stopped.
“Uh… … . This power… … ! Oh my god, it’s really Celia. W, what on earth are you doing here?”
Why are you here?
That’s a long story to tell.
I scratched my cheek and shouted back.
“So what is Sylvester doing here? “Didn’t you go straight to the Evanroir mansion?”
Since I said Ruben was right next to me, he must have rushed over. As soon as he arrived, he expected to find me at the Evanroire mansion. But what are you doing here?
“Well, that’s… … “Before meeting you, I tried to prepare for that presence first.”
Silvestein glanced at Dazar and answered hesitantly.
That being? ah. Are you talking about Ruben?
What kind of preparation were you trying to make?
While I was tilting my head, Sylvester slightly trailed off and asked.
“Just in case, Celia. “Could it be that this person is not the person mentioned in the letter?”
I blinked when I realized Dazar was talking about me. He had been quietly watching us with his mouth closed.
Still holding my hand tightly.
Usually, when you meet someone’s family like this, it’s easy to just let go of their hand. Am I clueless or something?
If that exists, it must be Ruben.
“no.”
I looked at Sylvester and shook my head.
Then Sylvester looked visibly relieved and let out a long breath.
“Whew. I… again… … .”
Usually, when a younger sister holds a man’s hand, as an older brother, he says, “That’s absolutely not allowed!” “I can’t hand over my sister!” Don’t you get angry while doing that?
‘I feel like I’ve completely ruled out the possibility of me having a man.’
No matter how infamous Celia is in social circles! Still, the working title should be on the crab side! I stared at him blankly, not bothering to block my protruding lips.
Then Sylvester pursed his lips as he looked at me, wondering how he had interpreted my gaze.
Then he glanced at Dazar one more time, scratched his cheek, and asked.
“to… … So this is the next one after Cedric… … A new favorite or something… … ?”
“… … .”
Cedric. How on earth have you been treated in Evanroir?
Looking at the treatment of the people in this family, I felt like I could now understand why he became a dark person, unlike in the original work.
Just as I was about to shake my head again and say no.
“It’s not.”
“to… … ?”
Before I could answer, a voice came from beside me. It was Dazar.
He cocked his head and stared at Sylvester with an expressionless face. One eyebrow was raised slightly, so it was clear that he was upset.
Well, I would have felt bad too. How could someone you meet for the first time treat you like a brat?
“What? then… … ! Oh, no way… … .”
Only then did Sylvester look like he realized something. His blue eyes, which looked exactly like mine, began to tremble like an aspen tree.
He gulped, swallowed dry saliva, and muttered softly.
“Oh my God. Finally, a day like this for my sister Celia… … .”
Then, as if wondering what he was thinking, his complexion turned blue, then widened, then turned into all kinds of colors, and finally he said this.
“Well, my brother still can’t let you go like this. Celia. It seems like just yesterday that you were pulling out my hair as a child. How could you be ahead of this older brother…? … !”
I felt like I could roughly guess how far my imagination went. okay. The last comment took a while, but wasn’t this a normal reaction from an older brother?
In the romantic world, my older brother is jealous of my younger brother and an unknown man! I’m against it! That’s it!
While I was happy that I finally got a normal reaction, I was immediately shocked. No, why am I so excited about this reaction?
“It would be best for you to avoid holding Celia’s hand in broad daylight. I don’t know who you are, but Celia says I’m going to ban you… … It’s not, but my precious child that I raised with great care… … It’s not even… … .”
As I was in a state of mental confusion and did not respond, Silvestein seemed to have somehow interpreted this and shifted his target from me to Dazar.
That time when he was giving something similar to admonitions. Dazar gracefully cut him off and smiled politely.
“ah. You are Viscount Evan Loart, Sylvester of Viscount Evan Loart. This is my first time seeing you like this. “My name is Dazar of the House of Siaster.”
“I raised it well… … to?”
Sylvester paused for a moment.
His pupils dilated greatly, and his eyebrows, which had been slightly arched in displeasure, quickly returned to their original positions.
The corners of his mouth instantly lifted, and he smiled so widely that his neat, shining white teeth, contrary to his scruffy appearance, were revealed.
“ha ha ha! It was the Duke of Siaster. Oh dear. I lost my glasses while traveling. So I couldn’t recognize His Excellency the Duke at a glance. haha!”
What is this attitude change?
I blinked as I looked at Sylvester, who had changed in an instant.
My older brother, who had just met a strange man holding my younger brother’s hand and was furious, was gone. In front of him was a mere Viscount 1, groveling as if he had simply written, ‘I am a snob.’
‘What are the glasses? Even though I didn’t use it in the first place.’
Since he was a mystery fanatic by nature, it was clear that he didn’t pay as much attention to social circles as Celia did. So even Dazar doesn’t recognize me.
“… … .”
“… … .”
There was silence inside the store for a moment.
what. This vicarious shame.
I slowly turned my head away from Sylvester, who was smiling brightly.
Why is there nothing normal around me?
Somehow, I am the only one who is normal.
* * *
“therefore… … “You’re saying you have nothing to do with Duke Siaster?”
Sylvester asked with a wary look on his face.
I returned to Siaster Street with Sylvester, who, despite his polished appearance, felt somewhat sloppy.
Dazar, who went to his room with high expectations of seeing her again in his dreams, didn’t seem to care even though a guest had come to his mansion.
Instead, I brought Silvestein into the parlor and served him tea as if I were the owner of this mansion.
“okay. “Because it’s not.”
“Then why were you doing that? Cow, hold hands… … .”
“ah. “It’s because of work.”
“Day… … ?”
Sylvester blinked. He had a face that said he didn’t understand at all.
but. It was worth it.
One day, my younger brother, who was crazy about farming, suddenly settled into the mansion of the duke, a nobleman and transcendent of the empire, as if he were his own, and walked around holding hands in broad daylight.
And that’s because of work?
Even I couldn’t understand it at all.
“It’s because of work. What on earth happened to Viscount Evanroir while I was away? “Kal is here too.”
Sylvester glanced at Carl standing behind me.
As soon as Carl saw Sylvester a little while ago, he threw down the carp juice he was holding and ran towards him in one step, tears streaming down his face. Silvestein soothed him with her familiar gestures.
This must have happened again whenever he was away for a moment to do research.
It seemed like Carl had stopped crying a little now. Although I can still hear the sniffling.
“Well, nothing happened. Because someone suddenly blocked the funding line. It was hard to raise a child alone in an empty household. So I started working.”
“ah. Something like that happened… … . what? Are you raising a child? baby… … rani?”
Silvestein laughed and agreed with the indifferent reply, then tilted his head.
“ah. okay. First of all, I should say hello. knife. “Will you bring Axion with you?”
“yes. All right. “Mr. Celia.”
Carl glanced at us and quickly retreated.
“Axion… … ?”
Sylvester blinked.
His eyes wandered here and there, as if he was thinking of all kinds of possibilities. Sylvester In asked, narrowing his eyes as if he had finally found an answer that seemed promising.
“Is that Axion, by any chance, the Ruben you mentioned in your letter?”
oh. That’s correct.
He made no fuss at Dazar, but for some reason he answered with one shot.
I looked at him proudly. It seems that the child was placed in a nearby room on purpose, as Carl was coming into the living room carrying Axion.
He pointed at Axion with both hands and said.
“Okay then, say hello. “The Ruben of this world, of whom I spoke in correspondence.”
“… … !”
Sylvester opened his eyes and looked at Axion. ‘what? It’s an expression that says, ‘This little baby is Ruben?’
I took Axion from Carl and hugged him. For a moment, he looked puzzled at my familiar gesture, and then I continued talking.
“And also my only son, Axion.”
“what… … ?”
Silvestein’s sharp-eyed eyes went blank and his mouth dropped open.
For some reason, Sylvester seems to be surprised as soon as he returns here.
“what-?!”
Soon, a cry filled with astonishment hurt my eardrums.
