Chapter 23: CH 22

He arrived in front of Young Master’s bedroom.

He waited for a while before being able to go inside. Then Young Master greeted him with a calm expression.

He was just sitting in a wheelchair with a table in between, but it was better than before. He had never let one toe of his foot go over the threshold before.

Manellano didn’t force his smile, unlike when he was with others. He didn’t say thank you or spit in his mouth. He didn’t say ‘thank you’ or spit out loud words.

And Edric, as always, was the same. He looked at him with cold eyes, though he was slightly wary.

It was Manelano who opened his mouth first.

“What does Rovel look like to the Young Master?” 

Unknowing the gist of the question, Edric frowned.

However, Manellano pretended not to be serious and said what he wanted to say.

“He is a servant who knows the ancient language for a master who doesn’t even know how to write. I don’t know if it’s enough. Has there ever been a time when you thought that it would be a waste to use him while playing miserable with the Young Master who is just as stubborn as now?”

The darkened green eyes looked like summer when the recording was completely dry.

However, Manellano wasn’t considerate of other people’s circumstances.

Above all, he had no intention of spoiling the fool who had corrupted his covetousness.

The reason why the Stell family discovered the Magic Stone in the snowy field is that they had the excellent sense to discover the value hidden within.

Rovel had a bright future ahead of him. He wanted to lead it.

It was the first time in his life that he felt this way, so he doesn’t know if it was a temporary impulse or what, but he was serious right now.

“I’ll make it easier to understand. I’m going to take Rovel to the academy. Please send him. Wouldn’t it be better for you to send him if Young Master can’t help him?”

“….”

“I found out that the crutches were also bought with Rovel’s personal money.”

Even if it came out of the Duchess’ pocket, it was Rovel’s money because he’s the one who received it.

Within the mansion, it was widely known that Rovel had spent the precious bounty completely on his master.

“If he had behaved that way, the Duchess would have been very sorry—however, from the beginning, the future would not be too difficult.”

That was why Manellano stepped up like this. As far as he could see from other servants, Rovel was overly dedicated to this Young Master.

If so, it would be like a thorn to the Duchess. He, who was on the border, could guess the internal situation to some extent, even though others didn’t know.

Manellano continued to provoke Edric after that.

Others said that the Young Master was a sensitive and depressed boy.

It will be difficult to bear.

‘This is enough to make him cry or angry—’

However, Edric showed a completely different appearance than he had imagined.

He spoke to himself as if he had realized something and was deeply relieved.

“…I see. So Rovel rejected your offer.”

There was also an unexpected smile.

It was a joy.

It was such a beautiful smile that the boy’s appearance looked alluring.

He was facing such beauty, but Manellano’s mood subsided deeply.

******

I stopped when I found Manellano standing in the central garden.

Perhaps because it was hot, but unlike usual, the sleeves were loosened and slightly disorganized, but he looked great.

More than that—.

‘—Why is the kid who’s leaving later here doing that?’

Looking back, it was as if he was waiting for someone.

I quietly turned around because I thought something annoying would happen if I stood out for no reason.

But at that moment, something grabbed my wrist tightly.

“Did your stupid master teach you to run away after seeing an important guest?”

What are you saying to my master who’s doing well these days?

No, Manellano looked even more nervous today.

I can’t say I know him well, but I know he usually pretends to be sociable, but today he seemed to be in a bad mood.

There were also fine wrinkles on his forehead, which remained smooth no matter how hard he frowned.

That doesn’t mean I have to endure my pain.

“Please let go of this first and then talk, Young Master Manellano. I am a little sick.”

“Manel.” 

“….”

“Call me Manel. Then I will let you go.”

If I refused to do this, he was going to get really annoyed.

‘And… He’s leaving right away tonight anyway. Let’s let it slide once.’

Because he’s a person I’ll never see in my lifetime.

I sighed and said.

“Yes, Young Master Manel.”

“Without the Young Master.” 

“…If you wish, yes. Manel-nim.”

Anyway, his personality is really strange. 

When I touched my slightly throbbing wrist, he smirked, as if he was having fun.

He seemed satisfied somehow.

Even though it was rough, I could see the freshness that suited a teenage boy.

It also suited me better than the polite Count’s son’s laughter.

‘When he grows up later, he becomes that terrifying obsession…’

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It is strange at the moment.

Well, the others should be too… I’m talking about this punk.

Not knowing that I feel sorry for his future, Manellano said with confidence.

“I usually only use new ones. I hate it when I get in someone else’s hand.”

“…I envy you. I want to live a life that if it’s annoying, I can throw away old things.”

It was something I wasn’t curious about at all, but let’s just respond to it first. 

Then Manellano looked at me softly and said, lowly.

“But… I’m willing to endure at least one thing. If it’s something I like, at least one.”

“….?”

Looking at it strangely, Manellano continued to brag, seemingly out of the blue.

“A grand banquet is held every time in the capital. I always deserve to be there. There are many things to see and play, and all kinds of precious things in the world are gathered here. It is true that there is no room for boredom there.”

“…I see!” 

He laughed in vain when I clapped while listening.

Looking at me in trouble, he murmured, rubbing his handsome forehead.

“From now on, I will only be at the Academy and the Capital Town House. You can come everywhere with my name, too. I’ll give you a room anytime. And…”

While talking, he suddenly pulled my wrist.

Then he patted my back and raised his gaze as if looking for something.

“…Did you get hot?”

“No.” 

At my question, he smiled pleasantly and shook his head.

—Until yesterday, he made it obvious that he didn’t want to go, but I don’t know why he doing this.

Anyway, it seemed necessary to say goodbye.

“Manel-nim, if possible, to a good man like my Young Master… No, meet someone.” 

At what I said, he opened his eyes wide and panicked but soon frowned as he was.

He was like a person who had heard the most unpleasant bad news in the world.

“There is no other person as filthy as your Master.”

The story of grumbling as if it were spilling didn’t stay in my ears.

And a few days after Manellano left, the Young Master said he would take a successor class.

*****

Since the noble boys returned, the Young Master has changed positively.

Eat well and take medicine better.

There was even a time when the doctor first asked what to do to get better faster.

‘… Were you motivated by seeing your peers?’

I wondered about the sudden change, but soon only joy remained.

If the Young Master’s condition improves, it’s never bad for him or me.

In addition, I was proud.

This is because I know better than anyone else what tomorrow means to a sick person.

It was nice to see him trying to overcome his sense of helplessness.

‘You’re eating well today.’

I looked happily at the Young Master eating at the simple table on the bed.

Come to think of it, his body shape has changed these days.

In the past, he used to be so skinny that I felt sorry for him, but now he has gained a little weight here and there.

That’s not the only change.

The skin, which was so pale that the veins were reflected, was colored, and the sometimes gloomy eyes, which were darkly shaded under the calm and beautiful blonde hair, were also full of life.

Even in Denkart, where flowers of the finest varieties are overflowing, there is no flower more beautiful than the Young Master—.

‘I feel sorry for the men who will cry because of the Young Master.’

“…Why do you look at me like that? Do you have anything to say to me?”

The Young Master put down the tableware and asked as if he felt my gaze.

There was a faint warmth in the eyes that focused on me, and in the voice that had become calmer than before.

And that change often made me happy.

It was like that today.

I held my chin as it was and smiled and said.

“Nope. I just saw it because it was pretty.”

“…..!” 

“Why are you making such a surprised face? I just saw you because you were pretty. Did you not know that you are the prettiest person in the world, Young Master?”

“…..!!”

“Ah—why did you know this important thing now? You’re the prettiest person I’ve ever seen in my life. Maybe in the next life too.”

The Young Master, who had been staring at me blankly for a while, rubbed his red cheeks with the back of his hand and finished eating.

The soup was splashed here and there with a slightly rougher spoon than before.

‘He’s shy. So cute.’ 

I wiped the drops of soup off his cheeks with a handkerchief. Even with that, the Young Master did not refuse.

It is said that everyone changes over time, but it was a surprisingly quick change.

But the biggest change was something else.

This is— a change in a slightly negative sense for now.

‘—I didn’t know that you would even take a successor class.’

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