Chapter 442 – Calm Cat
“···Oh my god, the baby is so cute!”
Lily held her tiny child in her arms.
It felt like all the fatigue from being tormented by her liberal arts teacher from early in the morning would go away.
Neither the corset that was tight enough to break her ribs nor the light pink dress she wore to highlight her large breasts felt uncomfortable at all at this moment.
Her light hair tangles with her fingers like silk, and her skin is so board lounge…
When Monica’s belly first started to grow, she was so scared that her place next to Ian would disappear when the baby was born.
The more her sister’s stomach got full, the more her worries multiplied.
However, seeing her actual child did not make her anxious, but only made her heart swell.
I want to have children too – she thought without thinking…
Lily gave the child who was trying to grab whatever she could grab with her fingers and looked down at her small face.
“Bill…”
But no matter how I looked at it, he didn’t look like my father.
She looked at Monica, who was sitting across from her, and then at her, Ian.
The young couple also looks at each other and smiles.
Lily let out an awkward laugh and again touched her child’s soft cheeks and took a close look at her appearance.
Her blue eyes and full lips clearly resembled Monica’s, but her nose, which was as high as a child’s, and her long eyelashes reminded me of a certain man.
Above all, this black hair…
Swallowing, Lily cautiously rolled her eyes and glanced at Ian, a blonde young man who was having a quick conversation with her older sister.
He was smiling kindly, holding her sister’s hand, and telling her a story about her child’s sleeping habits.
She didn’t seem to hate the child at all.
She didn’t seem to suspect her sister’s affair at all…
Is it just a coincidence…? Are you saying that what I’m thinking right now is just a malicious suspicion…?
For now, she decided to bury those concerns in her heart.
Since we only got to meet each other 15 days after the tournament, it was only right to share the memories we had left behind.
Wasn’t this the time she managed to make by crying and begging that picky liberal arts teacher?
“Oh, that’s right…! “What is the child’s name?”
Ian and Monica stiffened at Lily’s question.
They were obviously a good couple until just now, but instead of answering, they just exchanged awkward glances and turned their heads.
Margery, a red-haired female mercenary who was sitting slightly away from him and resting her chin, smiled and answered on his behalf.
“Ian made several suggestions, but Monica said she still couldn’t decide. They say it doesn’t suit me or something…”
“Is that so…?”
Lily let out an awkward laugh.
For some reason, an unpleasant thought passed through her mind for a moment.
“Huh, what kind of names were they? “I’m curious, please tell me!”
Lily asked if her true feelings would ever be revealed, and Ian carefully listed her name one by one, something he had thought about day and night.
Becca, Loria, Celine…
Out of the fifteen names that came up one after another, there were only one or two that I thought were a bit off.
They were all pretty names that suited the child.
Since it was customary for the child’s father to decide the name of the child, the fact that her older sister refused to do so meant that she did not like it… Then I wondered if there was a given name, but that wasn’t the case.
“Well, I’m going to think about it a little more… “It hasn’t been that long since I was born…”
My older sister, who is clear about everything, rarely made such an excuse.
Lily’s suspicions deepen.
It was no use shaking her head to stop herself from thinking about it.
But why…? No, since when…?
Aren’t these two people who fought to the death over Ian?
What is the emotional hardship that Lily went through because of that, and how much stress must have been on her sister as well.
“Wow…!”
When the child in Lily’s arms suddenly started crying, her older sister quickly caught the child and placed her breast in her child’s mouth. A little bit of breast milk flows into the baby’s mouth.
The older sister hummed as she looked down at her child, looking like a completely different person from the time she tweaked Lily’s nipples to tell her Ian to stop flirting.
While Ian cleared his throat and turned his head for a moment, Lily unconsciously tilted her head towards Monica.
She then put her mouth to her ear, and she asked vaguely.
“···Should I ask Seojun oppa?”
“What, what, what…?”
Her frightened older sister almost dropped her baby, and that reaction gave her nearly 90% confidence.
Lily was shocked and covered her mouth with both hands.
It was surprising that her sister was in a relationship with that man, but what was more troubling was that she cared about her brother to the point where she couldn’t even decide on a name for her child.
Isn’t this the same as protesting that the child’s real father is Seojun?
I looked around at my son-in-law to see if he was the only one who didn’t know, and Margery was busy eating the refreshments on the table – and the two cute wizards were talking amongst themselves and not paying attention at all.
The half-human was looking out the window, picking his ears, and the nun and the inquisitor were just arguing about religious philosophy.
Lily chewed her tickling mouth, calming her startled chest, and looked at her sister, who was watching her.
“···Really?”
She asked again carefully, and her older sister shook her curly blonde hair vigorously, and then realized that it was too late to deny it, and then she quietly said yes.
Lily covered her mouth again.
That’s right – her older sister is also Seojun’s older brother.
So, does she also have a relationship with Seojun and her Ian, and does she love them both?
Like me…?
Lily clenched her fists.
“Amma-!”
“Uhm, yes, my baby. Do you want some more milk? No? I’m sleepy? Right, right, okay, should I snore and sleep now?”
She felt strange when she saw her child whining in her arms.
She felt envious.
“`
Seojun was staring straight ahead blankly.
It’s been several hours already.
Prince Anvil summoned Seojun and glared at Seojun with red eyes.
She didn’t say anything and just sipped her drink.
Have a drink and glare at Seojun.
I take another drink and glare at Seojun again.
Seojun did not know what meaning this repeated action had.
‘Hey, you fucking bastard – didn’t I miss the opportunity to roll around in bed with the woman I fucking love because of you?’
I guess this is roughly what it means.
However, instead of saying such insults, the guy just sat there with Seojun standing there, as if he was looking at a gulbi strung on the ceiling.
“Sseu-eup…”
“Young master, please stop eating now. “You were very drunk.”
No sooner had he emptied the bottle than the blonde female knight, Serah Camelot, helped the stumbling prince.
He was very weak at drinking.
It was like that that day too.
As soon as Seojun ends his sparring with the princess- “How dare you hurt my woman!” He ran towards me screaming loudly, but I tripped over my own feet and fell and rolled around on the floor.
And then fainted on the spot-.
The next day, he called Seojun and was furious.
When I asked him to leave my mansion right away – then I would have no choice but to rely on the princess – he was embarrassed and then burst into tears.
When I asked him to let me stay for a while as he wouldn’t cause any trouble, he finally nodded.
Of course, you will be sharpening your knife inside.
Isn’t he calling Seojun out every evening right now, glaring at him as if he’s going to kill him, and using him as a snack to drink? If he could kill with his eyes, Seojun would have died a hundred times more.
“Whoa… Seo Jun-kyung… Please be careful… If you go on a rampage like that, you won’t be able to kill yourself… Wow!”
The drunken Young master poured out cold warnings to Seojun – suddenly he opened his throat and vomited out all the wine he had drank.
The female priest looked at him with pitiful eyes and patted him on the back as he continued to cough for a while, then glared at Seojun and helped him to the bed.
“Get out, now.”
Grumble, growl – These were the words that the master blurted out as soon as the prince laid his head down and began to snore.
Seojun rolled his eyes here and there with a sad look on his face.
Arnold Poulter, the old man who usually escorts Young master together, was not present for some reason.
Hmm… Something was strange.
Of course, I could have been away because of work, but it felt somewhat contrived.
“What about Sir Arnold?”
“···It’s none of your business. “Today, I will guard Young master’ side day and night, so don’t worry about it and go away.”
I could hear a little embarrassment in her voice.
All that was visible was the back, but the facial expression was probably suspicious.
Seojun first nodded silently and left the Young master’ room.
I closed the door and looked down the hallway.
From a distance, I saw two men standing guard in front of the room.
Lugo Alvarez and Argos Remington.
If Seojun had the chance, he would have paid hundreds of millions of dollars to recruit them.
However, these guys have a tight leash on the princess, so no matter what you give them in return, they won’t budge.
A dog breed was also seen amongst them. The guy glances at Seojun and pouts, letting out an unpleasant laugh.
I don’t know what kind of modification it is.
Lugo and Argos, two well-built northern knights, did not look at Seojun very kindly.
Not only did he attack the princess, but he also hurt her in an indecent way, so he must have really gotten on her nerves.
Well – Seojun had no reason to worry about that right now.
The reason why Seojun stayed quietly by the prince’s side for the past few days was because he was worried about what would happen if the princess tried to have a relationship with him again.
If something like that happens again, we will definitely have to stop it.
However, fortunately, the couple only had tea time occasionally, and the atmosphere was never like that day.
As if the events of that day felt like a midsummer night’s dream, that Envil said, without realizing it, “Oh… Princess, what happened that day…” And I started to rush.
“That day?” And when she saw the princess’s expression, her face got red, and she apologized.
It is said that Young master was particularly drunk that day.
Princess…! Princess…! And when he hit me with his fist and cried loudly – Seojun was heartbroken.
If it wasn’t for Seojun, the storyteller, I would have locked lips with my purest first love and had a good time in bed… It was Seojun who fully understood that anger.
Anyway, that’s it, and for some reason, nothing I was worried about has happened for a few days, so Seojun decided to feel relieved at this point.
Don’t ask the maiden corps. It’ll be okay to stop worrying about disaster for a while.
So today, it would be okay to look away for a moment…
Seojun turned around and stood in front of Young master’ door again.
Before leaving the room, he placed a thin cloth over the latch.
He grabs the end and pulls it out, and the latch opens.
When I carefully opened the door, I could see clearly into the dark interior of Young master’ room.
In order to prevent even a faint ray of light from entering, Seojun opened the door as little as possible and quickly entered.
Then he closed the door again and bolted it tightly.
When I turned around, it was the same.
A female knight was on Young master’ bed.
