<Episode 150: Side Story (14)>
“I have to go out in the evening, so I can’t let my hair get messy.”
“It’s still so clean and tidy.”
Knox sat across from him, smiling as if he found John cute. Having a child himself, he noticed that all children these days seem cute.
“By the way, when are you going to show Daniel to me?”
Knox asked as they sat down at the table.
“He’ll bring it over soon. The baby just threw up a little, so my husband is changing his clothes.”
“Yes? They’re here now.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Killian came into the dining room carrying Daniel.
A large man was holding a tiny baby no bigger than his forearm, and it looked like he was holding some kind of toy.
“The baby’s appearance is already complete...”
Marlene muttered, staring blankly at Daniel's face. Even though he was a baby, his features were sharp and handsome. He possessed a baby-like cuteness, of course.
Well, it was hard for him to be ugly, as he was the child of the most beautiful couple in the empire.
“It’s been a while.”
Killian greeted Marlene and then turned his gaze towards Knox.
“How have you been?”
“You ask that after seeing my face?”
Knox's workload, just like Killian's, had thickened, dark circles under his eyes. Perhaps Giovanni was catching him off guard.
He could have resigned a long time ago and gone to Clive's estate, but since Marlene's body was much weaker after giving birth to twins, it was better to stay at her parents' house for peace of mind.
“You’ll probably have income from the estate, and you’re a Howard family, so if it’s that hard, why don’t you just quit?”
“I want to show my children what a working father looks like.”
“Haha, my husband is like this.”
Marlene smiled happily at the sight of Knox's sturdy and dignified appearance, different from before.
Emily, seeing this, glanced at Killian, who had been threatening to resign at any moment. Killian cleared his throat and handed the baby over to the nanny.
After greeting the babies, the servants took them up to the nursery so that the adults could eat more comfortably.
“She's never been apart from me before, so she’ll be okay, right?”
Marlene looked worried as she watched Dorothea being carried away by others.
Of the twins, Hayden was a very well-behaved baby, so it didn't matter, but Dorothea was a child who would burst into tears easily.
"I saw her staring intently at Daniel as he was leaving in your arms earlier. I think the three of them will become good friends, so don't worry too much."
At Emily's words, Knox and Killian's eyes met.
This is not something to say about children who are not even one year old yet, but
'I don't want to be Knox's in-laws.'
'I don't want to be in-laws with Your Excellency!'
The two men were thinking the same thing at the same time, though they couldn't tell their respective wives.
Emperor Kite summoned Killian, Messina, and Endymion and began a secret meeting.
“It seems there are still remnants of the Manfredi family.”
“Really? I thought we cleared everything.”
Messina turned her pen with a calm expression.
“Didn’t you expect that the imperial power would change anyway and that they would be running wild for the next few years?”
As Emperor Kite said, this was not the first time something like this had happened.
Although the Mafia organization in the Vancent Empire has been officially disbanded.
Whenever something like this happened, the Emperor would assign three organizations to deal with it: the Starr Family, the Gotio Family, and the Rezetta Family (now a legitimate business).
“Where should we go this time?”
Messina didn't even wonder about her opponent's power.
“It looks like they’ve made a temporary home in the Granville Forest.”
“Huh? The Granville Forest?”
Messina and Endymion looked at Killian at the same time.
“Isn’t that your area?”
To be more specific, the racecourse in the Granville Forest was owned by the Starr family.
Now, after the ownership was transferred to John, he closed the racecourse, and it was no longer in operation.
"Come to think of it, why did he close the racetrack? He made a ton of money from it."
Messina frowned as if she didn't understand and asked.
“He’s become increasingly interested in animal protection.”
"That's surprising. I thought you were a psychopath because you were so interested in poison."
“The child is secretly warm-hearted.”
Killian recalled that John had played quite well with Daniel. He seemed to have matured after turning ten.
“What if you manage your child like that?”
Messina clicked her tongue and glared at him. She was the only one who didn't like this change in John.
“Our Lucas is becoming more sensitive because of his influence.”
“Well, I don’t think we need to worry about him losing his mind.”
The news that Lucas made a visiting scholarship officer cry at school was still a hot topic.
“That’s right. You said he made the scholarship officer cry, kicked him out, and made him lose his job.”
"He was trying to molest a girl. You should've cut him off. What are you doing?"
Messina made a scissors motion with her fingers.
“What? Cutting it... No way?”
“Yeah, there.”
Endymion shrugged his shoulders as if he found it horrifying.
“Can’t you move that extreme personality a little more towards the center?”
“What are you talking about? Do something about your extreme hair.”
The Gotio family was known for long hair, so Endymion also had long hair. The problem was that the child kept pulling on it.
“So that’s why you had that ridiculous haircut today?”
“This is the best way to avoid getting caught.”
Endymion had his hair tied up in high braids on both sides.
“I was just wondering why Gotio’s boss had that hairstyle, so thanks for asking.”
Even so, Emperor Kite had difficulty taking his eyes off Endymion's head throughout the meeting.
It was fortunate that his face was thin and handsome for a man. Otherwise, he would have been offended.
“Anyway, in the end, the Granville racecourse was closed, so those guys were able to settle down there without fear and make their nests?”
"Yes."
“The liver is out of the stomach. Do you know where it is?”
Endymion shrugged at Messina's words.
"The racecourse needs to be a bit bigger. It's been neglected, so how great would it be to use it as a hideaway? And it's close to the palace, too."
Killian, who had been listening to the story, scratched his head in annoyance.
“Once this incident is over, I’ll discuss it with John and decorate it differently.”
Until now, Killian has been busy juggling 'work' and 'childcare', and John has been busy juggling 'study' and 'childcare'.
'Wow, they don't let me rest even for a moment.'
Palace affairs alone were already hectic enough, and now there was a coup. This meant even less time for Killian to see his wife and Daniel. His teeth gritted involuntarily.
Killian's mind raced with thoughts of how he could best deal with the enemies who had created this situation.
“We estimate that there are between 300 and 600 troops there.”
Emperor Kite returned to them the report that his adjutant had examined.
“You know the estimate you gave is extremely broad, right?”
“It doesn’t matter anyway, right?”
“That’s true.”
Messina nodded at the Emperor's words. No matter how many people there were, he felt no fear or anxiety.
“Let me know if you need additional troops.”
“What specifically?”
“Yes, I think we will be enough.”
Killian answered simply. It was even more complicated when working with people who didn't seem to fit together.
"Yes, then prepare as best as you can and make the raid. I'll just trust you."
“Get some rest and sleep. Everything will be over by tomorrow.”
Messina's eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation.
“Yes, then. Shall we have a meeting among ourselves?”
“What is there to discuss?”
Endymion leaned back in his chair, relaxed and relaxed.
“Isn’t Messina’s plan to just storm in and shoot like crazy?”
“What do you see me as?”
Messina, who was about to say something to Endymion, nodded.
“Actually, that’s all.”
Killian sighed inwardly as he watched the two people talking and laughing.
It was a miracle, in a way, that he had never failed in an operation against such a helpless bunch.
“I have to go out in the evening, so I can’t let my hair get messy.”
“It’s still so clean and tidy.”
Knox sat across from him, smiling as if he found John cute. Having a child himself, he noticed that all children these days seem cute.
“By the way, when are you going to show Daniel to me?”
Knox asked as they sat down at the table.
“He’ll bring it over soon. The baby just threw up a little, so my husband is changing his clothes.”
“Yes? They’re here now.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Killian came into the dining room carrying Daniel.
A large man was holding a tiny baby no bigger than his forearm, and it looked like he was holding some kind of toy.
“The baby’s appearance is already complete...”
Marlene muttered, staring blankly at Daniel's face. Even though he was a baby, his features were sharp and handsome. He possessed a baby-like cuteness, of course.
Well, it was hard for him to be ugly, as he was the child of the most beautiful couple in the empire.
“It’s been a while.”
Killian greeted Marlene and then turned his gaze towards Knox.
“How have you been?”
“You ask that after seeing my face?”
Knox's workload, just like Killian's, had thickened, dark circles under his eyes. Perhaps Giovanni was catching him off guard.
He could have resigned a long time ago and gone to Clive's estate, but since Marlene's body was much weaker after giving birth to twins, it was better to stay at her parents' house for peace of mind.
“You’ll probably have income from the estate, and you’re a Howard family, so if it’s that hard, why don’t you just quit?”
“I want to show my children what a working father looks like.”
“Haha, my husband is like this.”
Marlene smiled happily at the sight of Knox's sturdy and dignified appearance, different from before.
Emily, seeing this, glanced at Killian, who had been threatening to resign at any moment. Killian cleared his throat and handed the baby over to the nanny.
After greeting the babies, the servants took them up to the nursery so that the adults could eat more comfortably.
“She's never been apart from me before, so she’ll be okay, right?”
Marlene looked worried as she watched Dorothea being carried away by others.
Of the twins, Hayden was a very well-behaved baby, so it didn't matter, but Dorothea was a child who would burst into tears easily.
"I saw her staring intently at Daniel as he was leaving in your arms earlier. I think the three of them will become good friends, so don't worry too much."
At Emily's words, Knox and Killian's eyes met.
This is not something to say about children who are not even one year old yet, but
'I don't want to be Knox's in-laws.'
'I don't want to be in-laws with Your Excellency!'
The two men were thinking the same thing at the same time, though they couldn't tell their respective wives.
***
Emperor Kite summoned Killian, Messina, and Endymion and began a secret meeting.
“It seems there are still remnants of the Manfredi family.”
“Really? I thought we cleared everything.”
Messina turned her pen with a calm expression.
“Didn’t you expect that the imperial power would change anyway and that they would be running wild for the next few years?”
As Emperor Kite said, this was not the first time something like this had happened.
Although the Mafia organization in the Vancent Empire has been officially disbanded.
Whenever something like this happened, the Emperor would assign three organizations to deal with it: the Starr Family, the Gotio Family, and the Rezetta Family (now a legitimate business).
“Where should we go this time?”
Messina didn't even wonder about her opponent's power.
“It looks like they’ve made a temporary home in the Granville Forest.”
“Huh? The Granville Forest?”
Messina and Endymion looked at Killian at the same time.
“Isn’t that your area?”
To be more specific, the racecourse in the Granville Forest was owned by the Starr family.
Now, after the ownership was transferred to John, he closed the racecourse, and it was no longer in operation.
"Come to think of it, why did he close the racetrack? He made a ton of money from it."
Messina frowned as if she didn't understand and asked.
“He’s become increasingly interested in animal protection.”
"That's surprising. I thought you were a psychopath because you were so interested in poison."
“The child is secretly warm-hearted.”
Killian recalled that John had played quite well with Daniel. He seemed to have matured after turning ten.
“What if you manage your child like that?”
Messina clicked her tongue and glared at him. She was the only one who didn't like this change in John.
“Our Lucas is becoming more sensitive because of his influence.”
“Well, I don’t think we need to worry about him losing his mind.”
The news that Lucas made a visiting scholarship officer cry at school was still a hot topic.
“That’s right. You said he made the scholarship officer cry, kicked him out, and made him lose his job.”
"He was trying to molest a girl. You should've cut him off. What are you doing?"
Messina made a scissors motion with her fingers.
“What? Cutting it... No way?”
“Yeah, there.”
Endymion shrugged his shoulders as if he found it horrifying.
“Can’t you move that extreme personality a little more towards the center?”
“What are you talking about? Do something about your extreme hair.”
The Gotio family was known for long hair, so Endymion also had long hair. The problem was that the child kept pulling on it.
“So that’s why you had that ridiculous haircut today?”
“This is the best way to avoid getting caught.”
Endymion had his hair tied up in high braids on both sides.
“I was just wondering why Gotio’s boss had that hairstyle, so thanks for asking.”
Even so, Emperor Kite had difficulty taking his eyes off Endymion's head throughout the meeting.
It was fortunate that his face was thin and handsome for a man. Otherwise, he would have been offended.
“Anyway, in the end, the Granville racecourse was closed, so those guys were able to settle down there without fear and make their nests?”
"Yes."
“The liver is out of the stomach. Do you know where it is?”
Endymion shrugged at Messina's words.
"The racecourse needs to be a bit bigger. It's been neglected, so how great would it be to use it as a hideaway? And it's close to the palace, too."
Killian, who had been listening to the story, scratched his head in annoyance.
“Once this incident is over, I’ll discuss it with John and decorate it differently.”
Until now, Killian has been busy juggling 'work' and 'childcare', and John has been busy juggling 'study' and 'childcare'.
'Wow, they don't let me rest even for a moment.'
Palace affairs alone were already hectic enough, and now there was a coup. This meant even less time for Killian to see his wife and Daniel. His teeth gritted involuntarily.
Killian's mind raced with thoughts of how he could best deal with the enemies who had created this situation.
“We estimate that there are between 300 and 600 troops there.”
Emperor Kite returned to them the report that his adjutant had examined.
“You know the estimate you gave is extremely broad, right?”
“It doesn’t matter anyway, right?”
“That’s true.”
Messina nodded at the Emperor's words. No matter how many people there were, he felt no fear or anxiety.
“Let me know if you need additional troops.”
“What specifically?”
“Yes, I think we will be enough.”
Killian answered simply. It was even more complicated when working with people who didn't seem to fit together.
"Yes, then prepare as best as you can and make the raid. I'll just trust you."
“Get some rest and sleep. Everything will be over by tomorrow.”
Messina's eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation.
“Yes, then. Shall we have a meeting among ourselves?”
“What is there to discuss?”
Endymion leaned back in his chair, relaxed and relaxed.
“Isn’t Messina’s plan to just storm in and shoot like crazy?”
“What do you see me as?”
Messina, who was about to say something to Endymion, nodded.
“Actually, that’s all.”
Killian sighed inwardly as he watched the two people talking and laughing.
It was a miracle, in a way, that he had never failed in an operation against such a helpless bunch.
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