A peaceful Belzer on a spring day in May.
Now, on paper, our family is truly one.
Of course... better than a dog!
By my standards, Ryan is a dad!
Revan and Merchen, who became father's younger brothers, are Uncle 1 and Uncle 2, respectively!
Kali, who became my dad's younger sister, is my aunt!
“What a truly baseless family!”
The Prince was amazed.
He was having a late breakfast with me, and he stuck out his tongue when he saw the ID card with the name 'Merchen Belzer' on it.
“It is now clear that we cannot marry, Vania.”
“That was never going to happen from the beginning!”
“What are you still talking about marriage?!”
Ryan fumed as he sat down at the table with a glass of milk.
"Ugh, I'm worried. I'm prepared to live alone for the rest of my life, but what about Vania?"
“Hey, that’s mine!”
Merchen took Ryan's milk and took a sip, then sighed.
"I wonder if Vania's spouse will understand me someday. We can't live apart, right?"
"Hmm, that's true. This time, I saw that monster, even though Vania had beaten him, he still didn't come to his senses and kept on going."
Actually, even if Ratan comes to his senses, we can't live separately.
The large demons can cause damage just by popping out, so I need to always be close by so I can rewind time and deal with them.
“Ssup. Come to think of it, if you’re not both going to be single your whole lives... wouldn’t it be best if you got married?”
Ryan said something crazy.
"Yes. I'm telling you, I didn't say that with any malicious intent. Think about it from another perspective. If we were newlyweds, and Clara asked me to move in with her, would you understand?"
"Wow."
Ryan was shocked, as if he had imagined it.
“It won’t work?!”
"Right? No matter what our circumstances, wouldn't it be ethically unacceptable?"
“Another man of my woman...”
Ryan added, staring intently at Merchen's face.
“I don’t know if you look like a potato, but I’m a little worried because you don’t.”
“Even though we look like potatoes, our relationship is difficult to understand.”
“Hey, hey.”
Ryan looked back at me with concern.
"No matter how kind the Third Prince is, he'd probably say, 'Oh, this is a bit much.' What if the Prince who barged into your newlywed home even called you 'Master'?"
“No! I didn’t do it!”
“Is this it, huh?”
“Shouldn’t I first consider whether or not I can set up a new home with that person?”
“Oh, my. Your confidence has really dropped.”
"You know I'm only thirteen, and you're still worrying about this, right? Stop talking nonsense and get ready to go."
At that moment, Alex's excited footsteps were heard from upstairs.
“Sister, sister! I’m ready!”
“Oh, already?”
At the same time, the first floor's room also opened.
A strange sight of Revan, neatly dressed in a neat shirt.
My eyes, Ryan's, and Merchen's all widened.
“Wow, he’s handsome!”
“Professor! Have you finally dressed up for the academy you’ve been longing for?”
“After washing, you look like a person!”
Revan was impressed by the last words of Merchen.
“When did I not wash?”
It's not that he didn't wash, but he always looked worn out from working.
The reason why Revan dressed up like this is that it was the first time our family was going to the capital together.
To be exact, we're going to visit the Imperial Academy on the island.
I plan to submit my application for admission to Alex's Academy and take the exam all in one go.
While also going on a trip to the island.
“But wouldn’t it be better for me to stay at home?”
In the midst of everyone's excitement, Merchen spoke gloomily.
"Prince, what are you worried about when I'm here with you? A person can't live inside a house all their life."
"Yes, yes. And from my experience, crowded places are much safer. No monsters, good security, and no one gets hurt."
“That’s right. I was so careful, but I met a bear in Belzer, where there were no people, and a demon in Farnese.”
“That’s right. In fact, you’re more likely to get hurt and have problems in crowded places...”
Ryan clicked his tongue as he looked at Merchen's face.
“...Don’t worry, because that face is more likely to cause trouble. There was a time when someone got kidnapped because their face was flashing unnecessarily, right?”
“Dad, don’t say such ominous things. Words can be harmful.”
“Anyway, wake up! Let’s go!”
We raised the reluctant Merchen.
A royal excursion for a Prince who has received a new name and a new life.
We need to create happy memories!
Gorgeous blonde hair and emerald eyes.
Brigitte, the seventh daughter of the Duke of Wassenberg, lived a happy life.
A high status that everyone looks up to, the sense of superiority of being a person with special abilities, a lovely face, and a beautiful body.
A life where you live in a luxurious mansion with your wealthy siblings and enjoy the abundance of wealth to your heart's content.
She has never lacked or missed anything in her life, and her interests are money, dresses, jewelry, and pretty boys.
Of course, all of that comes with a 10-minute wait with just a gesture.
But Brigitte has been under a bit of low pressure lately...
“Oh, I’m stressed.”
Because her father threatened to break up with a commoner actor she had been seeing recently.
Well, she wasn't going to get engaged to a commoner; she just liked his pretty face and enjoyed it occasionally.
It wasn't difficult to cut off the playmate, but the problem was what came next.
Because her father, who never interfered with who she met, started to become sensitive.
Why?
Because the ‘chosen blood’ has not been decided yet.
All the children seen by the older siblings are incompetent.
She doesn’t know if they are incompetent or if their abilities are simply delayed in manifesting...
'Why is it that everything is so unpleasant and bothers me?'
So, there was an order from the father to be careful about how they behaved, because no one knew who would be the chosen one.
Brigitte was annoyed when he told her to only interact with her fiancé for now, as it would be a big deal if she met anyone and had an accident.
By the way, Brigitte's fiancé is the Marquis of Marsh, a year older than her, a tall man with a potato-like face.
“Gah! I really hate it!”
Brigitte screamed as she remembered her fiancé's face, which looked like a ripe crop just pulled from the field.
“Oh, wow!”
"Ah!"
Inside the carriage.
The maid who was trimming Brigitte's fingernails was startled and did not do anything.
The tip of her index finger stings.
The nail knife passed by wrongly, and blood was seen.
“Are you crazy?!”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Miss!”
Brigitte was furious.
What is this in my jade-like hands!
She raised her hand to slap the maid's cheek in anger, but she held it together with superhuman patience.
Should I burn my innocent palms just because I'm angry?
“Jasmine.”
“Yes, Miss.”
Call the other maid who was standing next to you.
Jasmine understood immediately and gave Brigitte a harsh slap on the maid's face for her mistake.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Continue until Brigitte's anger is relieved...
“Yes, stop. That’s it.”
The maid who made a mistake is lucky.
The carriage finally arrived at its destination.
The street of costume shops in the capital.
The best way to relieve stress is to buy pretty clothes and jewelry.
Brigitte, escorted by her escort, got out of the carriage and walked elegantly.
The street of costume shops frequented by the rich was crowded with young noblemen and women adorned in expensive clothes and jewels.
And Brigitte, a body that even the wealthy nobles look at with envy.
She feels a little better now.
Ding.
And, the moment she steps into the costume shop, she always looks first.
Her steps stopped as she encountered someone coming out from inside.
Brigitte looked up, feeling slightly annoyed...
"Ah."
...it just froze.
He was a truly, truly beautiful man.
Pale blonde hair. Transparent skin that seems to reveal the inside of his body, and blue eyes that sparkle like sapphires.
A beautiful man with perfectly harmonious facial features, nothing more or less.
'What?'
If there was a man with such beauty in the capital, there was no way she wouldn't have known about it.
The moment the man met Brigitte, he turned around politely.
It was a signal to go in, but Brigitte was already frozen and couldn't move.
"Hmm?"
The man nods and tilts his head.
The moment she saw his beautiful blonde hair flowing down his tilted head.
Brigitte felt breathless.
“Brother Merchen, come quickly! What are you doing!”
Someone called the man from afar...
The man passed by, smiling faintly at Brigitte, who was blocking his way and not moving.
“Excuse me, lady.”
A man walking away, even giving off a strange scent.
Brigitte's gaze slowly followed the man's back.
The quick-witted escort knight, who had been watching the scene, asked.
“Shall I bring him?”
Brigitte, who had been gasping for breath, returned it with maddened eyes.
“What are you asking?!”
Now, on paper, our family is truly one.
Of course... better than a dog!
By my standards, Ryan is a dad!
Revan and Merchen, who became father's younger brothers, are Uncle 1 and Uncle 2, respectively!
Kali, who became my dad's younger sister, is my aunt!
“What a truly baseless family!”
The Prince was amazed.
He was having a late breakfast with me, and he stuck out his tongue when he saw the ID card with the name 'Merchen Belzer' on it.
“It is now clear that we cannot marry, Vania.”
“That was never going to happen from the beginning!”
“What are you still talking about marriage?!”
Ryan fumed as he sat down at the table with a glass of milk.
"Ugh, I'm worried. I'm prepared to live alone for the rest of my life, but what about Vania?"
“Hey, that’s mine!”
Merchen took Ryan's milk and took a sip, then sighed.
"I wonder if Vania's spouse will understand me someday. We can't live apart, right?"
"Hmm, that's true. This time, I saw that monster, even though Vania had beaten him, he still didn't come to his senses and kept on going."
Actually, even if Ratan comes to his senses, we can't live separately.
The large demons can cause damage just by popping out, so I need to always be close by so I can rewind time and deal with them.
“Ssup. Come to think of it, if you’re not both going to be single your whole lives... wouldn’t it be best if you got married?”
Ryan said something crazy.
"Yes. I'm telling you, I didn't say that with any malicious intent. Think about it from another perspective. If we were newlyweds, and Clara asked me to move in with her, would you understand?"
"Wow."
Ryan was shocked, as if he had imagined it.
“It won’t work?!”
"Right? No matter what our circumstances, wouldn't it be ethically unacceptable?"
“Another man of my woman...”
Ryan added, staring intently at Merchen's face.
“I don’t know if you look like a potato, but I’m a little worried because you don’t.”
“Even though we look like potatoes, our relationship is difficult to understand.”
“Hey, hey.”
Ryan looked back at me with concern.
"No matter how kind the Third Prince is, he'd probably say, 'Oh, this is a bit much.' What if the Prince who barged into your newlywed home even called you 'Master'?"
“No! I didn’t do it!”
“Is this it, huh?”
“Shouldn’t I first consider whether or not I can set up a new home with that person?”
“Oh, my. Your confidence has really dropped.”
"You know I'm only thirteen, and you're still worrying about this, right? Stop talking nonsense and get ready to go."
At that moment, Alex's excited footsteps were heard from upstairs.
“Sister, sister! I’m ready!”
“Oh, already?”
At the same time, the first floor's room also opened.
A strange sight of Revan, neatly dressed in a neat shirt.
My eyes, Ryan's, and Merchen's all widened.
“Wow, he’s handsome!”
“Professor! Have you finally dressed up for the academy you’ve been longing for?”
“After washing, you look like a person!”
Revan was impressed by the last words of Merchen.
“When did I not wash?”
It's not that he didn't wash, but he always looked worn out from working.
The reason why Revan dressed up like this is that it was the first time our family was going to the capital together.
To be exact, we're going to visit the Imperial Academy on the island.
I plan to submit my application for admission to Alex's Academy and take the exam all in one go.
While also going on a trip to the island.
“But wouldn’t it be better for me to stay at home?”
In the midst of everyone's excitement, Merchen spoke gloomily.
"Prince, what are you worried about when I'm here with you? A person can't live inside a house all their life."
"Yes, yes. And from my experience, crowded places are much safer. No monsters, good security, and no one gets hurt."
“That’s right. I was so careful, but I met a bear in Belzer, where there were no people, and a demon in Farnese.”
“That’s right. In fact, you’re more likely to get hurt and have problems in crowded places...”
Ryan clicked his tongue as he looked at Merchen's face.
“...Don’t worry, because that face is more likely to cause trouble. There was a time when someone got kidnapped because their face was flashing unnecessarily, right?”
“Dad, don’t say such ominous things. Words can be harmful.”
“Anyway, wake up! Let’s go!”
We raised the reluctant Merchen.
A royal excursion for a Prince who has received a new name and a new life.
We need to create happy memories!
***
Gorgeous blonde hair and emerald eyes.
Brigitte, the seventh daughter of the Duke of Wassenberg, lived a happy life.
A high status that everyone looks up to, the sense of superiority of being a person with special abilities, a lovely face, and a beautiful body.
A life where you live in a luxurious mansion with your wealthy siblings and enjoy the abundance of wealth to your heart's content.
She has never lacked or missed anything in her life, and her interests are money, dresses, jewelry, and pretty boys.
Of course, all of that comes with a 10-minute wait with just a gesture.
But Brigitte has been under a bit of low pressure lately...
“Oh, I’m stressed.”
Because her father threatened to break up with a commoner actor she had been seeing recently.
Well, she wasn't going to get engaged to a commoner; she just liked his pretty face and enjoyed it occasionally.
It wasn't difficult to cut off the playmate, but the problem was what came next.
Because her father, who never interfered with who she met, started to become sensitive.
Why?
Because the ‘chosen blood’ has not been decided yet.
All the children seen by the older siblings are incompetent.
She doesn’t know if they are incompetent or if their abilities are simply delayed in manifesting...
'Why is it that everything is so unpleasant and bothers me?'
So, there was an order from the father to be careful about how they behaved, because no one knew who would be the chosen one.
Brigitte was annoyed when he told her to only interact with her fiancé for now, as it would be a big deal if she met anyone and had an accident.
By the way, Brigitte's fiancé is the Marquis of Marsh, a year older than her, a tall man with a potato-like face.
“Gah! I really hate it!”
Brigitte screamed as she remembered her fiancé's face, which looked like a ripe crop just pulled from the field.
“Oh, wow!”
"Ah!"
Inside the carriage.
The maid who was trimming Brigitte's fingernails was startled and did not do anything.
The tip of her index finger stings.
The nail knife passed by wrongly, and blood was seen.
“Are you crazy?!”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Miss!”
Brigitte was furious.
What is this in my jade-like hands!
She raised her hand to slap the maid's cheek in anger, but she held it together with superhuman patience.
Should I burn my innocent palms just because I'm angry?
“Jasmine.”
“Yes, Miss.”
Call the other maid who was standing next to you.
Jasmine understood immediately and gave Brigitte a harsh slap on the maid's face for her mistake.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Continue until Brigitte's anger is relieved...
“Yes, stop. That’s it.”
The maid who made a mistake is lucky.
The carriage finally arrived at its destination.
The street of costume shops in the capital.
The best way to relieve stress is to buy pretty clothes and jewelry.
Brigitte, escorted by her escort, got out of the carriage and walked elegantly.
The street of costume shops frequented by the rich was crowded with young noblemen and women adorned in expensive clothes and jewels.
And Brigitte, a body that even the wealthy nobles look at with envy.
She feels a little better now.
Ding.
And, the moment she steps into the costume shop, she always looks first.
Her steps stopped as she encountered someone coming out from inside.
Brigitte looked up, feeling slightly annoyed...
"Ah."
...it just froze.
He was a truly, truly beautiful man.
Pale blonde hair. Transparent skin that seems to reveal the inside of his body, and blue eyes that sparkle like sapphires.
A beautiful man with perfectly harmonious facial features, nothing more or less.
'What?'
If there was a man with such beauty in the capital, there was no way she wouldn't have known about it.
The moment the man met Brigitte, he turned around politely.
It was a signal to go in, but Brigitte was already frozen and couldn't move.
"Hmm?"
The man nods and tilts his head.
The moment she saw his beautiful blonde hair flowing down his tilted head.
Brigitte felt breathless.
“Brother Merchen, come quickly! What are you doing!”
Someone called the man from afar...
The man passed by, smiling faintly at Brigitte, who was blocking his way and not moving.
“Excuse me, lady.”
A man walking away, even giving off a strange scent.
Brigitte's gaze slowly followed the man's back.
The quick-witted escort knight, who had been watching the scene, asked.
“Shall I bring him?”
Brigitte, who had been gasping for breath, returned it with maddened eyes.
“What are you asking?!”
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