The first time I saw the boy was a year ago, but at that time, I wasnât really interested in him.
I was just admiring his good looks and feeling strange. Of course I wouldnât deny that Nocton Edgarâs appearance is overly aggressive, but I didnât miss the attention.
Although his appearance and background were enough to make him stand out, he was also famous for his obscenity.
There was a suspicion that Nocton Edgar, who was recognized as the Dukeâs hair due to his outstanding abilities even though heâs the third son and still young , was born of the Duchessâ infidelity.
Whether it was true or false, people have merrily criticized Edgarâs mistake and having rejoiced over his misjudgement.
There was, of course, a shallow premise that the boy would be dragged down from his position as the successor. It wasnât easy to believe that a young boy could become an heir just by his abilities.
Therefore, despite his beautiful appearance and exceptional talent, only a few people approached him.
Rather, his looks became a laughingstock and his excellent talent was devalued because of his appearance.
Later, people would try to gain his favor, but for now ⌠this is not the case.
So it was an opportunity for me.
Wouldnât there be a hope if I approached him when he was lonely and in his difficult time?
It was a selfish and opportunistic idea, but I couldnât afford to question my conscience or anything at all because I thought I might get burned.
So, a year later, I approached Nocton Edgar at a party.
The boy was leaning his head as if he was thinking about something.
âHello?â
The boy raised his head in amazement, for he had no idea I was approaching. Even from a distance, his impressive face was quite shocking.
I wasnât exaggerating. Itâs to the point that I doubt whether he was a human or a devil.
âUm ⌠Youâre Nocton Edgar, right? Do you know me? I went to the same party last year.â
âYou are the second child of Marquis Valrose. I remember.â
âHow do you know that when I havenât even introduced myself? You have a really good memory.â I laughed at the reply, but the awkwardness gave me goosebumps.
Why do you use such honorifics? The noble children of his age speak up well from the beginning, but the Duke of Edgarâs educational policy is quite something.
Iâm a little bit discontented by the overly adult way of talking.
At that time, the boyâs eyes widened as if he had noticed my negative thoughts.
âExcuse me, young lady, but you do you have any magical items?â
It was a sudden question, colorless of a momentâs hesitation.
In this situation, all of a sudden, magical items? I shook my head a bit.
âWell, I want to ask, do we have to use honorifics? If you were ten last year, youâd be older than me, and if you werenât, weâre not grown up yet, are we? Itâs a little distant. I donât have anything to say if itâs convenient for youââ
âAll right, if you want to.â
Itâs pretty, so Iâll watch it.
Seems like I was talking too much about Nocton Edgarâs face, but I canât help but be influenced by his appearance in a state of almost no good. Every aspect of his face is pretty.
My cheeks glowed hot.
âIâd like to have a little more talk with you, Roa Valrose.â
I donât mean to be a mind reader but ⌠he knew I was fascinated by his looks.
Nocton Edgar gently bent his eyes.
I donât know if he just smiled, or used his good looks, but it was enough to exclude myself from my intention.
âI want you to come to the mansion after the party, Valrose.â
Without thinking, I nodded freely.
In the real sense, that was my first encounter with Nocton.
Attracted by Noctonâs invitation, I started to go in and out of the Dukeâs mansion, even at my parentsâ dissuasion.
Only three months later, I gave up the role of the heroine.
I swear to God, Iâve never seen such a cheap baby.