I returned to my room, pushed away the herbal medicine books that were rolling around on the bed, and lay down.
“Academy...”
Misha seemed to be adapting to the academy better than expected. Now, if she could just find a decent man, her life goal would be achieved in no time.
I would become a lowly merchant, and after twenty years of hardship, I might be able to open a store under my name.
My future hopes and dreams from yesterday suddenly felt trivial and humble today.
“No. No.”
I shook my head. This Lorisha Loire came from the Tunbar Mountain hut to the Count’s residence. And not long ago, I even set foot in the imperial palace.
The only places Misha could go were a few noble families with a young master, but I could go anywhere in the world.
“Not bad. Let’s say that’s true, Lorisha.”
I closed my eyes tightly and rolled from corner to corner of the bed.
But then there was a knock.
“Lorisha, can I come in?”
“That’s very.”
I got up from the bed, roughly tidied up my hair, and smiled brightly. Lately, having been entertaining guests every day, I have become an expert at fake smiles.
“Misha.”
“You’re just living like this because you failed the academy?”
Hey, you piece of shit...
If I were to continue living with a positive mindset, was I really going to have to kill Misha Loire?
I showed my professionalism again.
I smiled brightly and said,
“No. Since you’ve been here for so long, the menu for dinner tonight was no joke. It’s because I overate.”
“Ahhh...”
I felt uneasy because Misha trailed off. It seemed like she wanted something from me, but what would Miss Loire, who was already an academy cadet, ask of me, a lowly body?
“Oh, I brought this. It’s the dress I made when I entered the academy. I’ve never worn it.”
The box she brought contained a red velvet-trimmed going-out dress. It was a million years from my taste.
“Didn’t you say you were going to wear this to the cafe street near the palace this weekend?”
Misha exaggeratedly waved her hand at my question.
“Huh? No, I should have time to study. All the kids there are so savage, just like you... Anyway, new clothes. I’ll give them to you. Thank you?”
That’s it. My professional expertise ended there. I didn’t laugh any longer.
I asked coldly,
“Would I have anywhere to wear this?”
Now that you’re an academy cadet, why don’t you think about it with that head?
“...”
Misha pursed her lips tightly, then suddenly became irritated.
“I don’t know! You’re having a coming-of-age ceremony on your next birthday? You can call it a present, or you can call it yours now, so do whatever you want!”
My eyes were sore from being touched that you gave me that piece of trash that I don’t wear as a birthday present, Misha.
I said indifferently.
“Then I’ll put it in the closet over there, so take it when you remember.”
“I said it’s yours now!”
“You’re always like that. You give it to me and then take it away.”
“Shit...”
Misha bit her lip again.
At that point, I started to get really worried. Normally, a girl like you would dare refuse my favor, but she was holding it in tightly.
I wondered what on earth she had to ask for, and I started to think that I should start avoiding her.
“Misha, I think I ate too much. My stomach hurts, so...”
“Sit down! Sit down! I told you to listen for a moment.”
Misha grabbed my arms with both hands as if she was going to rip them off and made me sit down.
“It hurts! It hurts!”
I barely managed to hold back my groan from Misha’s strong grip. But Misha noticed me.
Huh...
If my stomach really hurt, I would have caused a terrible accident just now, but at this point, I was curious.
What on earth could make Misha Loire so restless?
"Father, I have a favor to ask you, so please hold the plates. Ask the four of you. Misha needs your help!"
“Academy...”
Misha seemed to be adapting to the academy better than expected. Now, if she could just find a decent man, her life goal would be achieved in no time.
I would become a lowly merchant, and after twenty years of hardship, I might be able to open a store under my name.
My future hopes and dreams from yesterday suddenly felt trivial and humble today.
“No. No.”
I shook my head. This Lorisha Loire came from the Tunbar Mountain hut to the Count’s residence. And not long ago, I even set foot in the imperial palace.
The only places Misha could go were a few noble families with a young master, but I could go anywhere in the world.
“Not bad. Let’s say that’s true, Lorisha.”
I closed my eyes tightly and rolled from corner to corner of the bed.
But then there was a knock.
“Lorisha, can I come in?”
“That’s very.”
I got up from the bed, roughly tidied up my hair, and smiled brightly. Lately, having been entertaining guests every day, I have become an expert at fake smiles.
“Misha.”
“You’re just living like this because you failed the academy?”
Hey, you piece of shit...
If I were to continue living with a positive mindset, was I really going to have to kill Misha Loire?
I showed my professionalism again.
I smiled brightly and said,
“No. Since you’ve been here for so long, the menu for dinner tonight was no joke. It’s because I overate.”
“Ahhh...”
I felt uneasy because Misha trailed off. It seemed like she wanted something from me, but what would Miss Loire, who was already an academy cadet, ask of me, a lowly body?
“Oh, I brought this. It’s the dress I made when I entered the academy. I’ve never worn it.”
The box she brought contained a red velvet-trimmed going-out dress. It was a million years from my taste.
“Didn’t you say you were going to wear this to the cafe street near the palace this weekend?”
Misha exaggeratedly waved her hand at my question.
“Huh? No, I should have time to study. All the kids there are so savage, just like you... Anyway, new clothes. I’ll give them to you. Thank you?”
That’s it. My professional expertise ended there. I didn’t laugh any longer.
I asked coldly,
“Would I have anywhere to wear this?”
Now that you’re an academy cadet, why don’t you think about it with that head?
“...”
Misha pursed her lips tightly, then suddenly became irritated.
“I don’t know! You’re having a coming-of-age ceremony on your next birthday? You can call it a present, or you can call it yours now, so do whatever you want!”
My eyes were sore from being touched that you gave me that piece of trash that I don’t wear as a birthday present, Misha.
I said indifferently.
“Then I’ll put it in the closet over there, so take it when you remember.”
“I said it’s yours now!”
“You’re always like that. You give it to me and then take it away.”
“Shit...”
Misha bit her lip again.
At that point, I started to get really worried. Normally, a girl like you would dare refuse my favor, but she was holding it in tightly.
I wondered what on earth she had to ask for, and I started to think that I should start avoiding her.
“Misha, I think I ate too much. My stomach hurts, so...”
“Sit down! Sit down! I told you to listen for a moment.”
Misha grabbed my arms with both hands as if she was going to rip them off and made me sit down.
“It hurts! It hurts!”
I barely managed to hold back my groan from Misha’s strong grip. But Misha noticed me.
Huh...
If my stomach really hurt, I would have caused a terrible accident just now, but at this point, I was curious.
What on earth could make Misha Loire so restless?
"Father, I have a favor to ask you, so please hold the plates. Ask the four of you. Misha needs your help!"
Ha.
My fighting spirit turned away from me and ran away. Even if I enter the academy, that childish language won’t change.
Do you think you should ask Jean? Do you think you should ask Lorisha?
“You know... So...”
Misha looked at the ceiling for a long time, then at the carpet, then absentmindedly, swallowed and sighed.
I wanted to slap her in the face and tell her to concentrate.
Imagining myself slapping Misha Loire's cheek or shaking that lovely red hair is my guilty pleasure.
Haa... I’m definitely going to hell.
“I have something to say...”
“I know you have something to say, and I've known it since you walked into this room, and I know it now, and I don't think my gut cares about that, you only want to do that good thing.”
Then Misha glared at me. Her eyes were filled with tears.
“I can’t ask anyone else for this kind of thing!”
“No. I don’t know what it is, but I don’t like it.”
Misha grabbed me as I was about to get up again. Who else would know the pleasure of looking down at Misha’s tear-stained face, clinging to my arm?
“I’m going to write a letter to Prince Locard Kydel, confessing my feelings! So you have to write it!”
Misha spitted out those two sentences in a second and grumbled.
I felt all the strength drain from my body.
Hey, Prince Kydel. Why is he here?
Oh. He was an academy student too.
Misha let go of my arm, blushed bright red on her own, and twisted her body. I watched her and slumped down on the sofa.
“Ha.”
I was so exhausted that I was lying down on the sofa.
Misha knew that I couldn’t run away as long as I knew this huge secret, so I let out a sigh.
Children of noble families are strictly monitored and supervised when with the opposite sex. Love letters? Do you want to become the subject of social gossip?
And if the other person is that lion cub...
It makes me want to punch myself in the chest that I'm not the owner of something called Targanji(?). With news like this, I'm sure I'll get a piece of the action!
I decided to ask Misha.
“Who is Prince Kydel?”
“Don’t you know? The first messenger of His Majesty, the successor of the Kydel family. The hero of this Amata War! The top student admitted to the Imperial Academy! Isn’t he the perfect person? And what do you think of his appearance? When I see that black hair and shining purple eyes, I... Sob, Lorisha!”
Sob, Misha!
I shouted that in my head and placed my arm on my forehead.
I was quite shocked that Prince Kydel was the top student admitted to the Academy.
A human who had just returned from a war in the Tunbar Mountains for two years, what’s wrong with him? He’s unlucky, or at least unlucky to this extent. It would have been better if the Academy had ranked the grades in order of popularity.
I answered in the most languid and pretentious tone possible.
“Oh, that Prince Kydel? I was so surprised that I couldn’t think of anything for a moment.”
“You’ll help me, right? You’re a good writer. I heard my father praise you.”
“Ha, Misha. Do you think I was praised for writing love letters well?”
“Hey, darlin', what, Lorisha, what's the big deal? You got something to keep someone from talking to themselves?”
I also sat up straight, wondering why she would say such nonsense.
Misha insisted with all her heart.
“I just want to confess my feelings to him. Absolutely, absolutely not in a love letter!”
“Weren’t you trying to confess your feelings? Was it a duel request?”
“Anyway! Anyway, it wasn’t a love letter. You know how embarrassing it would be if rumors of something like that got out.”
“I don’t know. How would a kid like me know? Anyway, since I don’t know, you handle it yourself. What happens at the Academy, the Academy handles.”
“Lorisha! You... You’re grounded from going out?”
What’s that supposed to mean, right now?
“You dress up like an ordinary person every day and go out into the city. If Mom lets you go, she’ll find out what you’ve been doing in a day. If you don’t write me a letter, I’ll tell Mom and make sure you’re never allowed to go out again!”
“...”
I stared at Misha. The Countess blocked my entrance to the academy, and this little redhead was even going to block my entrance to the herbal medicine shop.
What kind of bad relationship could this mother and daughter have?
As I desperately tried to keep my face calm and looked at Misha, a thought occurred to me.
'If you want it so much, Misha... Would you like to go to hell too?'
If by some chance the two of them end up together, Misha will become the lover of a crazy man approved by His Highness the Prince, and Prince Locard Kydel will become the lover of a savage.
Yes. You can live happily ever after with two cockroaches until the end of the world!
I said with a very serious expression.
"The Countess will kill me if she finds out."
Misha shook her head so hard that her hair hit her cheek.
"I'll take responsibility for everything. It's all my fault, and if I get caught, I'll say that I blackmailed you. I swear!"
“I really don’t want to get involved in this, Misha. You’re going to regret it.”
“Never! I won’t regret it. I gave you new clothes. So show off your skills.”
“I told you they’re useless to me.”
“Lorisha, are you going to be this mean to me?”
Yes. I will be this mean. Will you look back on how you’ve treated me for the past seven years, or even for the past six months?
I cut her off.
“Tell me what kind of person that gentleman is. I need to have material to write about.”
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