1STKISSNOVEL. DO NOT STEAL MY TRANSLATION!
I just stared at the cover of Akitus.
But that didnât change a thing.
The pink-colored heart-cut crystal has long been transparent again.
I opened the status window once again.
-Capabilities in place: â
This time again, an empty window of ability welcomed me.
It was natural because I spent all the remaining three times on Ixion.
I said that I was saving it because I only got the status message for three hours, but I used it up in no time.
âThis was the guide, what do I do now?â
I put Akitus in the drawer and left the room.
âNow that I canât rely on it, I have to follow the progress of the ladies of Rofan even more!â
âLetâs find Exion and show our faces!â
I shouted and wandered around the castle.
But Ixion was not in his room, in his training camp, or in his office.
Inside the dressing room.
I searched everywhere, but I couldnât see a hair.
The castle was too wide, and so the four-year-old had a slight pain in his leg.
Fortunately, the areas were beautifully decorated throughout the duchy.
âIâm getting old, Iâm getting old!â
I sat in the chair and tapped my legs, and I heard a puss laugh.
When I looked up, I saw a boy standing leaning slightly against the wall. Even that was beautiful like a portrait.
Ares approached me with a gentle smile.
âWhatâs making my sister grow old? Thatâs a big deal.â
Tak, a long, elegant index finger tapped my cheek.
âLife is always hard and tiring, Ares.â
I thought I could take it down in no time because all the female characters in Rofan are good.
How many books have I read? Ha, ha·····.
Iâve used all my powers, but I donât see any sign of Ixion acknowledging me.
Ares sat next to me with a smile on his face.
âThe way you sigh is cute, but it makes my heart ache to think that my sister has something to worry about.â
Ares calmly stroked my hair.
âDo you want to talk to me?â
I feel like Iâll tell you a secret without knowing it.
The eyes of Ares looking down at me were as clear as a burning ruby.
âIxion keeps leaving me out!â
The thought of it made me even more annoyed, so I frowned and puffed my lips.
As if it was an unexpected remark, Aresâ eyes slightly widened.
Soon the corners of his mouth went up.
âYou must be on good terms with Ixion.â
âWell, weâre not on good terms!â
âHe always says Iâm annoying! Heâs mean! Telling me to go away! Itâs annoying!â
âYouâre really on good terms, arenât you? Itâs fascinating.â
Hmm, Ares made a strange nasal sound.
I donât know what it is, but it felt a little bit strange.
Looking at Ares, he squinted his eyes. It was a very kind and soft smile.
âIâm a little jealous.â
The words gave me a runny nose.
âAres is much, much better!â
âYes, it canât even compare to Ixion!â
You are my healing and my welfare!
Aresâ hand, which was sweeping my hair, slipped off.
At the same time, Ares bowed closer to me.
Isnât it too close? And the moment I thought.
A warm, soft thing touched my cheek.
I couldnât understand what had happened at the moment, so my eyes widened.
I was surprised and looked at Ares.
The sun in the afternoon of winter was turning the boyâs cheeks white.
The slightly drooping eyes were bent languidly, and dimples were deeply dug at the end of the mouth drawn on the line.
Hooray for the handsome sister-fool!
âHe keeps leaving me out!â
With a loud voice, Ixion paused.
â⊠outcast. He doesnât like playing with me.â
I just hid myself when I saw a cotton ball looking for me again.
That weakling likes to play tag.
Apparently, even the cotton ball with the weak bones was enjoying herself in the game.
But I canât believe youâre talking to Ares like that.
âYou seem to be on good terms with Ixion.â
âWell, weâre not on good terms!â
At the sight of Luatisha, who was smirking with excitement, Ixion frowned.
âHe always says Iâm annoying! Heâs so mean! Telling me to go away! Itâs annoying!â
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, Luatisha huffed as if she were going to get up from her chair.
Ixion stepped back and touched the wall.
He didnât know why he was so shocked.
The image of Luatisha, who smiled brightly and spoke, was good in my memory.
âAfter all, was it all a lie?â
Somehow I thought something was wrong.
Ordinary people who canât even use magic dare to loathe and get frightened by Ixion.
This is not gonna make a difference.
While Ixion couldnât respond to the feeling of being caught secretly, Aresâ mouth drew a line.
It was a bad, insidious smile of courtesy.
Before he could say anything, Aresâ eyes were on Luatisha again.
âIâm a little jealous.â
A stupid weakling fell into the abomination.
âAres is much, much better!â
âYes, it canât even compare to Ixion!â
Ixionâs jaw is strained.
Thereâs no other reason, but I feel bad that Iâm not good at hiding it.
Thatâs why itâs dirty.
âI donât care what that weakling thinks of me.â
Whatâs so good about that little kid that theyâre so close to each other?
Ares, who stroked Luatishaâs head in a cheesy way, lowered his head slightly.
Ixionâs eyes shook as he approached.
Ixionâs mouth opened as if heâs about to shout something.
A cute, cute sound of friction resonated in the dukeâs castle.
âThat son of a bitch ······!â
The marble wall broke down from Ixionâs small hand.
Raising his head, Ares smiled at Ixion.
It was a bad smile as always, but itâs too much today.
âAres? Whatâs there?â
Luatisha nodded and turned her head after Ares.
Ixion turned around and got out of the position.
âHyuk! That wall is broken! It must have been a bad construction!â
I heard a voice behind my back.
A stupid weakling cotton ball.
Ixion clenched his teeth.
I didnât know why I felt so dirty.
I looked down with hawk eyes while I was walking around the tablecloth.
âUmmm······ He isnât here.â
I havenât seen Ixion for days already.
This is why it is impossible to implement any of the âProject Rules for Making Brotherhood Foolâ by the female characters of Rofan.
âWhat should I do ······â
I donât think the quest will just wait.
The quest to feed Clattie cider was also automatically terminated.
âIf Ixion doesnât recognize me as a member of the family and the quest is automatically terminated, ······â
In other words, itâs death on the tip of the tongue.
I lowered my head in droop.
But I think the beggar in the stomach is crying.
I was hungry even at the moment of my lifeâs crisis.
I have no choice. Iâm a four-year-old kid.
Babies have to eat a lot!
âDid you enjoy your walk?â
When I shouted proudly, the snack was served as if they had waited.
âThe life of a noble, itâs the best!â
I ate lemon cake full of lemon icing and asked my maid sisters.
Thereâs nothing better than a witnessâs statement to track the trail!
âHave you seen Ixion?â
âThird young master? No, I havenât.â
âHe donât usually come out to a crowded place.â
âYes, the third young master especially doesnât like to hang out with people.â
I nodded in a sullen mood.
âIâve seen him a lot so farâŠâ
âI guess Master Ixion didnât avoid you.â
But I couldnât face her smile..
This means that Ixion is avoiding me right now.
You havenât been doing it all this time, but now youâre hiding.
âWas my actions counterproductive?â
The fresh sweet lemon cake felt prickly.
Laura smiled at my sullen face.
âThe youngest lady seems to like the third young master.â
âWho! He looked at me like a disgusting little dog!â
I shouted in a fit of rage, but the older sisters only laughed happily.
I got sulky and gathered my lips.
Well, itâs not that I hate it very much.
Sometimes itâs a little annoying, butâŠ
But weâre still a family.
âAnyway, Iâm just really pissed-off right now! If Iâm in the family register, Iâm a member of the family! What do you mean, acknowledge it again? My dad admitted it. Who are they to tell me what to do?â
I shivered angrily with a fork.
Iâm going to die at this rate.
Will it change things if I understand Ixion?
âCause the dog doesnât seem to acknowledge me because I donât have magic.â
It was obvious from how many times he pressed me with magic.
âTch, youâre childish.â
Thatâs something I canât do anything about, but I canât believe youâre discriminating against me for that.
âBad boy, if you were a little older, you wouldnât have met me.â
Since heâs still a child, as his sister, who is in her second life, taking it into account, Iâll forget this.
âYou know, what exactly is magic?â
My sisters went all silent at the question.
They had a troubled face,
but I didnât back down.
âI know my family has magic. But I donât have one.â
âLady······. I know itâs not because you have a problem.â
âIâm not asking for comfort. I just want to know. Itâs about me and my family.â
I looked at my sisters with serious eyes.
The sisters exchanged glances for a moment and nodded as if they had made up their minds.
âThere are generations of Magic in the Duke of Paeraton. Itâs a power that only goes to the direct line of the duke.â
âDo you mean a family of wizards?â
âNo, itâs Mana that wizards use. Magic ····.â
Anna, who was explaining, stopped talking.
There was a bit of fear on her face when she was choosing words to say.
ââŠis a very, very special force.â
I think Iâve seen this before.
The special power that comes down to the duke
Itâs different from the wizardâs mana and the knightâs aura.
Even the color is as black as darkness.
And the attitude of those who seem to be afraid of that power.
My Rofan instincts tell me.
A demon/monster/black duke.
As a Rofan reader, Iâm very, very familiar with this.
You know what Iâm talking about!
âWhat, the power of the devil?â
Nancy, who was as white as snow, shouted loudly.
I looked at Nancy with a suspicious look.
Thereâs a saying that strong denial is positive.
âWell, thatâs a rumor, but itâs a false rumor.â
âPeople are afraid of too much power. If you canât understand.â
âWe donât really know what kind of power Magic is. Only the direct line of Paeraton, who uses that power, knows.â
âItâs an overwhelming power, so thereâs a lot of rumors going around.â
âJust looking at it makes me anxious, and scared.â
âWhen I first saw it, my legs went weak and I collapsed. The butler said itâs okay if it ends like that. It allowed me to work for the Duke.â
The maid sistersâ faces were all white.
Like talking about something awkward and creepy.
âI saw magic, too. Iâve seen it several times. Itâs not that scary, terrifying and creepy.â
Of course, it may be the object of exclusion.
âItâs hard to tell whether itâs burnt or worn out.â
It was quite important to me as an orphan.
âBut Iâve always thought black was pretty.â
Itâs the color I chose because itâs comfortable.
I also wanted to have colorful and beautiful clothes.
I was overwhelmed at first sight.
To the point where I forgot to breathe for a moment.
âItâs like night time.â
I remembered when Dadâs Magic wrapped me up.
Darkness and dark shadows wrapped around me tightly like a woven fatherâs body.
Burning fatherâs red eyes.
And the black darkness that instantly cut off Clattieâs finger-pointing and contempt for me.
âItâs a night to rest with your eyes closed.â
The magic my dad made surrounded me like a blanket made of chestnuts.
âItâs softer than anything to me.â
âItâs softer than anything to me.â
The smart childâs words rang.
Outside the window, Ares, leaning against the outer wall, fell silent for a moment.
He raised his head and said up the tree.
Ixion, who was sitting on the tree, frowned.