chapter 9
9 – Episode 9
The servants start bringing horribly thick and heavy-looking books in front of my door.
Louis was also carrying books full of books into the room.
When I moved my bed to the end of the wall and saw her struggling to put a book on the bookshelf, I tried to help her, but she said it was okay and was rejected.
Well, it must be a bit like getting help from a kid like this.
“Are you sure you haven’t learned these things yet?”
And when did you come next to me, Xenia talked to me.
With her backpack on her back, she lifted her left foot and assumed a slight roll.
I’m probably talking to open up a conversation, but I don’t think others will feel bad about it.
But I’m not in a position to say anything, so I’ll just pass it on.
“Yes.”
“Hmm, it doesn’t matter, what did your mother say to you the other day?
She also asked Ella, but she didn’t answer.
You suddenly say that it’s okay to play with you, but then you suddenly feel anxious.”
Why would you say that you harassed me while slapping me?
It can’t be.
As much as I said that to Ai, she wasn’t broken.
“I just told you to study because I’m still not good enough to play with you.”
“Lie, there is no way your mother would say such a thing to you.
Because he hates you so much.
My mother and I have only known you for a day.”
I shrug my shoulders and let go.
“I can’t help it if I don’t believe in something.”
“Anyway, play with me. Ella is always busy with work and she won’t play with me.”
“Do you not study anything?”
“I was a bit grumpy, but the teacher quit again this time! Do you think they are really impatient?
The teacher who quit this time ran away after pouring some tea on his head!”
I would have quit my job if that grumpiness had been so bad.
Probably, it’s not to the extent of pouring tea water over your head.
There must have been something else.
I felt a bit scared, so I decided to stop asking.
First, before playing with Xenia, I talk to Louise.
“She invites me to hang out with her. Would it be okay if she went somewhere else?”
“Around today, it doesn’t matter if you play freely.
By the way, it’s a young lady, isn’t it your sister to the young master?
The Duchess said that when she hired me.”
I wonder if calling Xenia a lady was awkward for Louise to hear.
That’s right, she’s a lady to me, and she’s the heir to the Breslau family.
It’s surprising that she even said that to that lady.
“There is such a thing.”
“Hmm, please go back.”
With Louise’s permission, I started following Xenia.
Perhaps he is still at the age of innocence, the child runs around here and there.
There are only adults in her house.
There is only one opponent, Ella, who doesn’t have much of an age gap with Xenia.
She was also told by Ella that she was four years older than Xenia’s brother, who had died this time.
She takes me from place to place and she tells me where she often goes to play and where she goes to hide when her teacher comes looking for her.
It is neatly cleaned and there are many furnitures, but adults do not know this place, so they say with an index finger on their lips to keep it a secret.
That figure is cute and the corners of his mouth go up a bit.
Then it goes to the place where the rose was, then changes direction and brings me to the place where the grass is spread out.
Xenia doesn’t mind getting her clean dress dirty. She lies flat on the grass and looks up at the sky.
I also lay down next to him and looked up at the sky.
“I used to go to places like this all the time, but having someone to go with makes me feel good!”
“Really?”
“Because I am a loner.
No one really plays with me.
Unfortunately, the older brother who used to play with me….”
A slightly melancholy voice.
I tried to ignore it.
And they don’t even comfort you.
I’ve heard a lot of crying children, but maybe that’s why I hate it even more.
“You know what?
We don’t even know each other’s names yet?”
Have you not introduced yourself once?
“I am Xenia, Xenia Breslau!”
“I am Eric.”
I couldn’t bear to even mention that last name.
Because my head is screaming that it’s just fake.
Even after introducing ourselves like that, we played games that children of this age would do.
To be precise, a game that girls of this age would play.
Those who draw and knit thread.
When I was confined to that orphanage, the thread I used to knit was a long piece of dirty cloth that had turned black due to stains, but the thread I used to knit with Xenia was silk.
It’s soft enough that even I, who don’t have much knowledge about cotton fabrics, can immediately recognize that it’s precious.
After playing for a while, when it was lunch time, Xenia took me to eat lunch.
“Hey, do you want to go to lunch now?
Eric, you said you were my brother.
Then it’s family! My father said that, but he said that families should eat together.”
Family.
Well, family.
It can’t be.
Even if the same blood runs through me as the girl in front of me, it can’t be family.
How will your mother look at me if I go to that table and even pick up a spoon?
Wouldn’t this time, even if it was a wine bottle by hand, hit me on the head and tell me to chew on the remaining fragments?
My father doesn’t even consider me a child.
Perhaps, yes, my mother was a high-class prostitute in Changguan.
A prostitute who wears luxurious perfume all over her body, eats only fruits, and welcomes nobles.
Xenia said she would treat me like this, but only if her head was a little bigger.
This child she saw in the novel felt like that.
No matter what you say, I was an illegitimate child.
“But, I am not.”
When I answered that, Xenia frowned and glared at her.
She looks just like the Duchess in the way she looks at me.
“What are you talking about?”
“No, I just have Ella bringing food to my room.
You don’t have to eat together.”
“But, between families…”
Looking at my expression, did you think I wouldn’t go?
“You fool.”
Xenia shouted in her irritated voice, then jumped up from her seat and started running to the main building.
Perhaps Eric went to eat together.
A girl named Heir came to me kindly, played with her, and even asked her family to eat together.
But this is just an excuse.
A long excuse to defend myself.
I just ignored the goodwill of an innocent child.
After feeling stuffy, I returned to my room.
Then Louise was eating in my room.
“Ah, did you come to eat, Bocchan?”
“Um, Sensei, why are you eating here?
The Duke and his wife must be having a meal together with Lady Xenia in the dining room… ?”
Why are you eating in my room?
“As I told you yesterday, I am a commoner who has been stripped of his castle.
How can you be sick with aristocrats?
By the way, why did you come back here, Bocchan?”
“I’m sure I’m half a vulgar commoner, too.”
After that, we quietly ate.
Even Ella doesn’t talk to me today, probably because she’s depressed.
Or maybe it’s because Louise-sensei feels burdened.
“Excuse me for asking, but… , Are you an illegitimate child?”
“What, isn’t that common?”
“If it’s common, it’s common, and if you live in the mansion like this, you can say it’s rare.”
I guess I’m lucky.
In case you didn’t know, all the children in the orphanage might be illegitimate children.
People in the slums rarely want to have children.
Most of the children in the orphanage are unmarried mothers, children born by prostitutes and abandoned on the street miraculously survive.
Sometimes they are illegitimate children like me.
Having a child in a slum is like committing suicide.
It costs money for a child, and there is no guarantee that the child will grow up properly, and she is often kidnapped and sold.
After one meal, I feel good again.
It’s a lot of food, and it’s edible.
“I’ll start class right after dinner.
Because the young master couldn’t even take the letter off.”
After I finish my lunch of hot soup sprinkled on tough bread, the teacher really starts teaching me as he said.
It is not very difficult to learn to write.
Because I already know how to speak.
It’s just a matter of checking the part if there is a mistake after writing it as it sounds.
As the evening approached and she was almost done with the characters she had begun to learn, Louise opened her mouth.
“After that, I’m looking forward to eating.”
“The food here is delicious.”
I learned to write for a long time during the day, and before I knew it, the sun had set and it was a dark evening.
She heard someone clattering in the hallway, so she thought it was Ella bringing her food, but she heard a knock and opened the door.
“Bocchan, the master invites you to dinner.”
“Um…Suddenly?”
“If it’s for Lady Xenia, she’s the kind of person who will do anything for Lady Xenia, no matter how much she dislikes it.
Follow me, I’ll take you to dinner.”
Wouldn’t she get upset while eating if she received the duchess’ stinging eyes?
It would be much better to eat in my small room.