The pink-colored heart-cut crystal has long been transparent again.
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I opened the status window once again.
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This time again, an empty window of ability welcomed me.
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It was natural because I spent all the remaining three times on Ixion.
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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.
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âThis was the guide, what do I do now?â
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Tak.
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I put Akitus in the drawer and left the room.
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âNow that I canât rely on it, I have to follow the progress of the ladies of Rofan even more!â
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âLetâs find Exion and show our faces!â
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I shouted and wandered around the castle.
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But Ixion was not in his room, in his training camp, or in his office.
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âWhereâd he go?â
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Inside the dressing room.
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Behind the curtain.
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Even in the jar.
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I searched everywhere, but I couldnât see a hair.
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The castle was too wide, and so the four-year-old had a slight pain in his leg.
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Fortunately, the areas were beautifully decorated throughout the duchy.
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âIâm getting old, Iâm getting old!â
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I sat in the chair and tapped my legs, and I heard a puss laugh.
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When I looked up, I saw a boy standing leaning slightly against the wall. Even that was beautiful like a portrait.
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âAres!â
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Ares approached me with a gentle smile.
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âWhatâs making my sister grow old? Thatâs a big deal.â
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Tak, a long, elegant index finger tapped my cheek.
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âLife is always hard and tiring, Ares.â
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Ares, Iâm so tired.
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I thought I could take it down in no time because all the female characters in Rofan are good.
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How many books have I read? Ha, ha¡¡¡¡¡.
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Iâve used all my powers, but I donât see any sign of Ixion acknowledging me.
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âEh-oh.â
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A sigh came out.
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Ares sat next to me with a smile on his face.
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âThe way you sigh is cute, but it makes my heart ache to think that my sister has something to worry about.â
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Ares calmly stroked my hair.
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âDo you want to talk to me?â
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It was a subtle tone.
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I feel like Iâll tell you a secret without knowing it.
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The eyes of Ares looking down at me were as clear as a burning ruby.
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âIxion keeps leaving me out!â
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The thought of it made me even more annoyed, so I frowned and puffed my lips.
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As if it was an unexpected remark, Aresâ eyes slightly widened.
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Soon the corners of his mouth went up.
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âYou must be on good terms with Ixion.â
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âWell, weâre not on good terms!â
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I banged my words out.
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âHe always says Iâm annoying! Heâs mean! Telling me to go away! Itâs annoying!â
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âYouâre really on good terms, arenât you? Itâs fascinating.â
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Hmm, Ares made a strange nasal sound.
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His eyes narrowed.
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âHuh?â
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I donât know what it is, but it felt a little bit strange.
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Looking at Ares, he squinted his eyes. It was a very kind and soft smile.
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âIâm a little jealous.â
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The words gave me a runny nose.
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What a misunderstanding!
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âAres is much, much better!â
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âReally?â
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âYes, it canât even compare to Ixion!â
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You are my healing and my welfare!
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Aresâ smile deepened.
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Tak.
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Aresâ hand, which was sweeping my hair, slipped off.
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At the same time, Ares bowed closer to me.
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âhuh?â
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Isnât it too close? And the moment I thought.
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tok
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A warm, soft thing touched my cheek.
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I couldnât understand what had happened at the moment, so my eyes widened.
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I was surprised and looked at Ares.
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âItâs an honor.â
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WowâŚ
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The sun in the afternoon of winter was turning the boyâs cheeks white.
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The slightly drooping eyes were bent languidly, and dimples were deeply dug at the end of the mouth drawn on the line.
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wowâŚ
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wowâŚ
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Hooray for the handsome sister-fool!
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What 10 stars?
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Iâll give you 100!
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***
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âHe keeps leaving me out!â
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With a loud voice, Ixion paused.
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â⌠outcast. He doesnât like playing with me.â
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I just hid myself when I saw a cotton ball looking for me again.
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That weakling likes to play tag.
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Apparently, even the cotton ball with the weak bones was enjoying herself in the game.
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But I canât believe youâre talking to Ares like that.
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âYou seem to be on good terms with Ixion.â
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âWell, weâre not on good terms!â
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At the sight of Luatisha, who was smirking with excitement, Ixion frowned.
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âHe always says Iâm annoying! Heâs so mean! Telling me to go away! Itâs annoying!â
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The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, Luatisha huffed as if she were going to get up from her chair.
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Ixion stepped back and touched the wall.
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He didnât know why he was so shocked.
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The image of Luatisha, who smiled brightly and spoke, was good in my memory.
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âAfter all, was it all a lie?â
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Somehow I thought something was wrong.
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Ordinary people who canât even use magic dare to loathe and get frightened by Ixion.
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Thatâs normal.
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This is not gonna make a difference.
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At that moment.
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Ares and his eyes met.
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â¡¡¡¡¡¡!â
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While Ixion couldnât respond to the feeling of being caught secretly, Aresâ mouth drew a line.
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It was a bad, insidious smile of courtesy.
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Ixion crumpled his face.
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Before he could say anything, Aresâ eyes were on Luatisha again.
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âIâm a little jealous.â
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Ares shuddered.
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A stupid weakling fell into the abomination.
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âAres is much, much better!â
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âReally?â
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âYes, it canât even compare to Ixion!â
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ââŚâ
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Ixionâs jaw is strained.
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I felt dirty.
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Thereâs no other reason, but I feel bad that Iâm not good at hiding it.
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Thatâs why itâs dirty.
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âI donât care what that weakling thinks of me.â
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ââŚâŚGosh.â
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Whatâs so good about that little kid that theyâre so close to each other?
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It was then.
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Ares, who stroked Luatishaâs head in a cheesy way, lowered his head slightly.
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Ixionâs eyes shook as he approached.
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âDamn it.â
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Ixionâs mouth opened as if heâs about to shout something.
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But Ares was faster.
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A cute, cute sound of friction resonated in the dukeâs castle.
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âThat son of a bitch ¡¡¡¡¡¡!â
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Too much! Too much!
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The marble wall broke down from Ixionâs small hand.
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Raising his head, Ares smiled at Ixion.
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It was a bad smile as always, but itâs too much today.
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âAres? Whatâs there?â
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Luatisha nodded and turned her head after Ares.
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Ixion turned around and got out of the position.
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âHyuk! That wall is broken! It must have been a bad construction!â
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I heard a voice behind my back.
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A stupid weakling cotton ball.
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Ixion clenched his teeth.
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I didnât know why I felt so dirty.
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***
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I looked down with hawk eyes while I was walking around the tablecloth.
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âUmmm¡¡¡¡¡¡ He isnât here.â
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I havenât seen Ixion for days already.
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This is why it is impossible to implement any of the âProject Rules for Making Brotherhood Foolâ by the female characters of Rofan.
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âWhat should I do ¡¡¡¡¡¡â
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I donât think the quest will just wait.
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The quest to feed Clattie cider was also automatically terminated.
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âIf Ixion doesnât recognize me as a member of the family and the quest is automatically terminated, ¡¡¡¡¡¡â
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Iâll drop out of life.
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In other words, itâs death on the tip of the tongue.
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I lowered my head in droop.
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Growl!
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But I think the beggar in the stomach is crying.
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I was hungry even at the moment of my lifeâs crisis.
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I have no choice. Iâm a four-year-old kid.
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Babies have to eat a lot!
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I came back to my room.
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âWelcome, miss.â
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âDid you enjoy your walk?â
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âIâm hungry!â
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When I shouted proudly, the snack was served as if they had waited.
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âThe life of a noble, itâs the best!â
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I ate lemon cake full of lemon icing and asked my maid sisters.
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Thereâs nothing better than a witnessâs statement to track the trail!
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âHave you seen Ixion?â
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âThird young master? No, I havenât.â
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âHe donât usually come out to a crowded place.â
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âReally?â
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âYes, the third young master especially doesnât like to hang out with people.â
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âI see âŚâ
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I nodded in a sullen mood.
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âIâve seen him a lot so farâŚâ
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Was I lucky?
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âI guess Master Ixion didnât avoid you.â
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Anna laughed.
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But I couldnât face her smile..
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This means that Ixion is avoiding me right now.
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You havenât been doing it all this time, but now youâre hiding.
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âWas my actions counterproductive?â
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The fresh sweet lemon cake felt prickly.
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Laura smiled at my sullen face.
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âThe youngest lady seems to like the third young master.â
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âWho! He looked at me like a disgusting little dog!â
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I shouted in a fit of rage, but the older sisters only laughed happily.
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I got sulky and gathered my lips.
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Well, itâs not that I hate it very much.
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Sometimes itâs a little annoying, butâŚ
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But weâre still a family.
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Wiggle.
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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
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I shivered angrily with a fork.
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Iâm going to die at this rate.
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Will it change things if I understand Ixion?
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âCause the dog doesnât seem to acknowledge me because I donât have magic.â
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It was obvious from how many times he pressed me with magic.
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âTch, youâre childish.â
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Thatâs something I canât do anything about, but I canât believe youâre discriminating against me for that.
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âBad boy, if you were a little older, you wouldnât have met me.â
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Since heâs still a child, as his sister, who is in her second life, taking it into account, Iâll forget this.
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âYou know, what exactly is magic?â
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My sisters went all silent at the question.
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They had a troubled face,
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but I didnât back down.
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âI know my family has magic. But I donât have one.â
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âLady¡¡¡¡¡¡. I know itâs not because you have a problem.â
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âIâm not asking for comfort. I just want to know. Itâs about me and my family.â
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I looked at my sisters with serious eyes.
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The sisters exchanged glances for a moment and nodded as if they had made up their minds.
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âThere are generations of Magic in the Duke of Paeraton. Itâs a power that only goes to the direct line of the duke.â
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âDo you mean a family of wizards?â
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âNo, itâs Mana that wizards use. Magic ¡¡¡¡.â
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Anna, who was explaining, stopped talking.
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There was a bit of fear on her face when she was choosing words to say.
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ââŚis a very, very special force.â
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Hmm¡¡¡¡¡
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I think Iâve seen this before.
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The special power that comes down to the duke
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Itâs different from the wizardâs mana and the knightâs aura.
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Even the color is as black as darkness.
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And the attitude of those who seem to be afraid of that power.
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My Rofan instincts tell me.
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A demon/monster/black duke.
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As a Rofan reader, Iâm very, very familiar with this.
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You know what Iâm talking about!
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âWhat, the power of the devil?â
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âNo!â
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Nancy, who was as white as snow, shouted loudly.
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I looked at Nancy with a suspicious look.
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Thereâs a saying that strong denial is positive.
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âWell, thatâs a rumor, but itâs a false rumor.â
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âPeople are afraid of too much power. If you canât understand.â
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âWe donât really know what kind of power Magic is. Only the direct line of Paeraton, who uses that power, knows.â
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âI see.â
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Then I donât know.
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âItâs an overwhelming power, so thereâs a lot of rumors going around.â
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âJust looking at it makes me anxious, and scared.â
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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
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The maid sistersâ faces were all white.
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Like talking about something awkward and creepy.
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I know itâs harmless.
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But somehow I felt bad.
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âNo.â
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âWhat?â
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âI saw magic, too. Iâve seen it several times. Itâs not that scary, terrifying and creepy.â
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Black power.
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Dark power.
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Of course, it may be the object of exclusion.
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but
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âI like black.â
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ââŚ.â
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âItâs hard to tell whether itâs burnt or worn out.â
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It was quite important to me as an orphan.
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âBut Iâve always thought black was pretty.â
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Itâs the color I chose because itâs comfortable.
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I also wanted to have colorful and beautiful clothes.
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âBut Magic-.â
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I was overwhelmed at first sight.
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To the point where I forgot to breathe for a moment.
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â-beautiful.â
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The room was quiet.
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âItâs like night time.â
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I remembered when Dadâs Magic wrapped me up.
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Darkness and dark shadows wrapped around me tightly like a woven fatherâs body.
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Burning fatherâs red eyes.
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And the black darkness that instantly cut off Clattieâs finger-pointing and contempt for me.
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âItâs a night to rest with your eyes closed.â
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The magic my dad made surrounded me like a blanket made of chestnuts.
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âItâs softer than anything to me.â
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***
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âItâs softer than anything to me.â
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The smart childâs words rang.
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Outside the window, Ares, leaning against the outer wall, fell silent for a moment.