Became the Hated Illegitimate Son of the Duke in Romance Fantasy

57 – Chapter 57

The night passed quickly.

The moon had already risen in the middle of the sky, and from outside only the sound of the chilling wind could be heard and only the soft moonlight could be seen.

I should have felt the two of them glaring at me from behind me for a while, but it wasn’t bad to read a book I’d already read without looking back, chewing the cud again.

With that thought in mind, I read each letter with new heart.

Until the sun rises at some point and the sunlight starts to illuminate the room.

I’m starting to get a little hungry.

Anyway, since I eat breakfast every day, I must have formed a habit.

It may be good for health, but I don’t think it’s a very good habit for mental health.

Do you think the quality of life goes up if you have a leisurely morning?

Wow, that’s bullsh*t.

And what’s not bullsh*t is Belita and Xenia in the room.

After the sun rises in the morning, I think about what will happen and decide not to think about it any more.

I get up from my seat, wash my face, and put on my uniform.

Then, the sound of the pumice stone as I moved my body must have been loud. Xenia, who was lying on the bed, and Belita, who was sleeping on the couch with their legs crossed, rubbed her eyes and got up.

“Oh, it’s already morning.”

Xenia grabbed her stomach as if she was hungry and said.

“Eric doesn’t eat breakfast, does he?”

She says as if Velita wants Xenia to go away quickly and the two of them stay together.

“Breakfast, something to eat.

Misty brings breakfast.”

“That, the young lady?”

“Yes, that lady.”

Belita strokes her chin lightly.

“Do you have more?”

“What?”

“Girls chasing you because they like you.”

“No.”

“I hope so.”

“…Yes.”

Belita crosses her arms.

After biting her lip, she smiled as if she had met the crown prince, and her face gave me goosebumps.

If you think about it differently, that smile is expressionless.

Xenia looks at me with a slightly embarrassed face, as if she thinks I’m being scolded by Bellita.

She makes eye contact with me and she looks down at her for a moment and then lightly touches her face and then she goes to the sink and starts to wash her face.

If you look at the time, it’s still before Misty comes, but she must be squatting by the door again.

Misty, who brings breakfast, has always been there.

As expected, as soon as she opened the front door, Misty was squatting next to her, holding her lunchbox.

She then she then she looks up at me with a slightly awkward smile.

“Eric, did you sleep well?”

“Yes, I slept well.”

“Then, shall we go and have breakfast?

Today again, I used my skills to prepare stew.”

“Wait a minute, there are a few customers inside.”

“A guest?”

She was tired of explaining that, so she opened her door wide.

Misty then frowned at the sight of the two walking around my room.

At a time like this, if I act as if I’ve done something wrong, I’ll be dragged around every time we meet.

“Ah, should I call the priest who didn’t even let Eric meet with me, teacher?

And I don’t think it’s very nice to be found in a room where a grown lady lives alone, even though she’s from the same family.”

Misty starts talking at length, so that I wonder if she has a habit of talking too long when she gets angry.

“Isn’t it? I think so too, but neither of you can think of the thought of listening to me.”

I don’t know if she understood that, but Misty nodded her head anyway.

Then he waved the lunchbox he was holding in his hand and asked me questioningly.

“Anyway, it’s okay for me to come here, right? Well, I won’t have to trudge to the classroom by myself and eat the lunch I’ve been working hard to eat by myself, saying that Eric is sick again, right?”

“I hope so.”

“…At times like this, it would feel better to give a definite answer.”

“Yes.”

While having such a conversation, Misty and Xenia met eyes.

As expected, the two greet each other by waving their hands warmly, as if they had become close friends.

And as Belita stood next to Xenia and waved her hand together, I could see Misty’s face change into a confused one.

“Eric, if you have to go, go.

I’ll see you again soon anyway.

It doesn’t matter because I don’t eat breakfast.”

“Are you going to breakfast? I want to go too!”

Belita made a slightly satisfied face and sat down on my sofa and started stroking her armrest.

After Xenia washed her face roughly, she put on her shoes and started to come out the front door, saying that they would go to eat together.

Even though they were in the same space, they showed different images.

“Somehow, maybe this was the reason why I made more sheep than usual.

Anyway, I should just eat as much as a normal person today.”

“What about Xenia, when did you become close enough to eat together?”

“After Eric got hurt, we kept hanging out, coming and going, saying hello, and sometimes even having dinner.

Xenia puts on her shoes and comes out into the hallway.

“It’s not bad to go to the store and buy some freshly baked bread!

Ella may have prepared her food and is waiting in her room, but she’ll understand if I tell her that she went out with Eric!”

“Maybe, maybe so. Come to think of it, I haven’t seen your face in a while.

Ella, how is she doing these days? “

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The clumsy maid, Ella, can’t even get out of her room and must be living a much more difficult life than a bird in a cage.

She sometimes had to run into her when she was cleaning in the hallway, but she only casually said hello and passed by, but it had been a long time since we couldn’t speak properly.

“Lately, um… I started reading! Well, it just seems like a book that summarizes how the common people play with money in one place.”

“Ellarani, who else is that?”

“Take care of me from a young age… Um, no, the maid I was with.”

To say that they took care of each other, it seems that we were just joking about each other’s situation.

It’s just that we live like this, with that feeling.

Misty and Xenia walk down the aisle, talking about how they’ve been together, what’s happened lately, and the occasional story about Belita, rather than talking to me.

Just listening to the story, it seems that both of them have regretful feelings for Belita.

Well, Belita won’t pay much attention to her even if she hears it right in front of her face, but she does.

I walked for a long time to reach the restaurant.

Taking a suitable seat, Misty shows off the stew she has prepared.

It was just an ordinary dish with tomatoes and various ingredients.

But, as if some special spice had been added, a unique scent began to rise.

The moderately hard bread soaked in the stew tasted great.

It didn’t seem like a very appropriate choice for a breakfast menu, though.

Misty asks me about the taste while talking with Xenia to see if something bothered her.

Of course, the answer should be a compliment.

“How does it taste?”

“Delicious, albeit a bit greasy.”

“Ah, then next time I should remove the fat part and stir-fry it before boiling it.”

Xenia lets her eat until she can see the bottom of her bowl, then takes out her handkerchief and gently wipes her mouth, she says.

“Hoo was delicious, the stew in the morning is fine too. Thank you for treating me to dinner.”

“This much is natural.”

Then he clears her throat once loudly.

The phlegm wouldn’t have accumulated, but why is it like that?

“Eric, you know we’re leaving in three weeks, right?”

“Where?”

“I have to go back to the mansion.

I’m going to see the faces of the people in the mansion for the first time in a while, and you and your father will have something to talk about.”

“You can go and tell me then.”

At those words, Xenia wiggled her hand a little and she said.

“It’s just, before something happens, it’s better to prepare at least. It’s like mental preparation or something like that.”

“… Okay.”

“I’ll go first! I will start class soon.

And good luck Misty!”

Xenia quickly packs her things and leaves the restaurant.

She creaked awkwardly until she reached the entrance, then when she left the door she started to run and run like old times.

You can see everything because it’s a glass door.

“Then shall we go soon?”

“Yes.”

We start walking along the road Xenia left.

“Come to think of it, you said they weren’t treated well in the mansion.”

“Beyond the bad, there is no way to say anything.”

“Your complexion is really bad.”

“Really? Look tired I stayed up all night.”

“A bar..Stay up all night..?”

In an instant, Misty’s face turns red.

Then, clinging to her side, he untied her arms and put them back on.

“Any night with Xenia and the priest?”

“I know what you’re thinking, but you two had a good night’s sleep. Just reading a book.”

“Oh, that was a misunderstanding.”

“A misunderstanding.”

Entering the classroom, this time the Crown Prince and Julieta were seated first.

The two seemed very close, whether the distance had gotten closer or if they were approaching from Julieta’s side.

The teacher comes in and starts class.

A little light came out of her fingers.

I heard compliments.

Thanks to the thoughts that were already filling her head, she didn’t feel anything.

Ah.