Just by listening, no one would know that this is a conversation between seven and twelve years old.
âErica, howâs your forehead? Are you feeling much better?â
âYes, Lady, Iâm fine now. But, who is this woman?â
Erica asked, pointing her finger at me.
My aunt was puzzled and soon burst into laughter.
âShe is Leonâs cousin.â
ââŠYes?â
âThatâs right! Did you say that Duke Duke Rubinstein could come? Is he really back?â
âThatâs right. Itâs just yesterday.â
âI see! You shouldâve told me!â
Erica swept her chest down with a relaxed expression as if she had eaten a peppermint.
âItâs nice to meet you!â
âU, ugh.â
Erica, who approached, pulled out Theo, who was sitting on my right and quickly sat down.
âSo youâre the Dukeâs daughter. You really look like an angel. I was so surprised. I almost got jealous. My name is Erica Valerin. Iâm 12 years old.â
âIâm Lilith Rubinstein. Iâm seven years old. Youâre pretty, too, sister. You look like a princess.â
âOh my?â
Erica twisted her body in embarrassment.
âThank you, Lilith. And let me tell you one more thing, I promised a future here with Leon.â
âArenât you crazy? Who the hell want it?â
Leon was furious, but Erica added without hesitation.
âIâll become a family with you later, so you can call me Unnie in advance. Letâs talk casually. Shall we be friends?â
âHa, really⊠I really hate itâŠ.â
I alternately looked at Leon, who sighed heavily from the side, and Theo, who was pushed by Erica and sat opposite.
âThe two look the same,but wouldnât Theo, who is friendly, make a much better romantic partner?â
âThatâs what I thought.
Erica blushed whenever Leon said harsh things like âNo,â âGo away!â or âYouâre really ugly.â
I discovered Ericaâs taste as I enjoyed dessert time in the afternoon when my ears bled because it was so loud.
âSo you like bad boysâŠ.â
* * *
The evening after a nice first trip to the capital.
My dad came in screaming after I was washing up and getting ready to sleep.
âPrinâcess!â
âAck, Iâm surprised. The door will fall!â
Just in time, my dad flew to my side as I slipped into the duvet.
âYou!â
âDid you have dinner, Dad?â
âDinner? What time is it now, and I have already eaten.â
âWell done. You canât skip meals. I also came to eat delicious food outside with aunt and brothers. Do you know that I went to the dressing room, had it measured, and then ordered clothes? And aunt even bought me 10 dresses?â
âHaha, did you like it?â
âTotally. Thereâs a princess dress, too!â
âUng, really. Iâll tell you if itâs hard and boring and I donât want to do it. But itâs really easy and fun.â
Dad looked at my expression to see if I was lying, and then his lips twitched.
âI see. Actually, your math teacher said that our princess genius. Dad also saw it, you know?â
âR, really?â
I was embarrassed when I remembered that I had solved the elementary school problem and was praised by Mrs. Lena as a genius.
If she went to grandfather or dad and made similar jokesâ.
âOur James, you must have felt good.â
If your child is a genius, which parent would hate it?
Itâs not a moment of embarrassment anyway. If my dad felt happy, I was satisfied with that.
âWho on earth does my kid look like? Who do you resemble and have hair like this? Hmm?â
Dad hugged me and rubbed my cheeks without even thinking of hiding the raised corners of his lips.
âOf course I look like Dad.â
âAhahaha!â
âDad, you were busy today, right? Youâve worked hard.â
âItâs okay. My genius daughter studies hard, so dad canât play around.â
My dad lay sideways, leaned his chin, and looked at me with satisfaction.
Seeing my dad with his mouth stuck in my ear didnât make me feel bad either.
Whoo, geniusâ.
* * *
Haha, geniusâŠ.
Iâll cancel it.
Actually, Iâm not a geniusâŠ
âIt is an honor to meet you. My name is Robert Quan from the Wizard Tower Talent Department. You can call me Robert, Princess.â
âY, yesâŠâ
âLilith, thereâs nothing to be nervous about. All you have to do is answer that manâs question comfortably. If you donât know, just say you donât know.â
Dad said as he gently stroked my hair.
âAre you nervous? You just have to do what you did with the teachers yesterday.â
Grandfather also added.
I clenched my teeth between the two and nodded.
âI shouldnât have gone too farâŠ.â
I made the wrong choice on the test for a moment because I just wanted to get through the pointless class quickly.
But the Wizard Tower!
They came here to examine my genius.
The reason why things got so big was because of math.
Most of the time, formulas are needed to use magic, and researchers at Wizard Tower come up with these formulas.
And they have something in common.
They were math geniuses!
This was because the science of mathematics was the basic principle of magic formulas.
So, the Wizard Tower finds children who are good at math and supports the education of talented children from an early age.
âItâs not that I didnât know thatââ
I memorized the original worldview and didnât expect such a disaster.
What the hell is genius?
Iâm just an adultâs mind trapped in a childâs bodyâ.
âAnd over there⊠As you know, this is Oscar Manuel.â
Robert looked back with a slightly nervous look.
A white-haired, golden-eyed boy was sitting with his legs crossed with an arrogant expression on his face.
He had a youthful face that looked like a high school student at best, butâ.
âHeâs the youngest Lord of the Wizard Tower ever.â
âŠYeah, heâs the Lord of the Wizard Tower.
Oscar Manuel!
A character with a majestic proportion that I never imagined I would see my face in three days after entering the capital!
âIs this the butterfly effect created by just doing multiplication and division?â
From now on, please call me the original destruction villainâ.
No, this is not the time. I quickly did the math in my head.
The Lord of the Wizard Tower, Oscar is close to an âenemy.â
My Dad prepared for the rebellion and made all the talented, high-ranking aristocrats and political figures on the same side.
âI just couldnât get my hands on the Wizard Tower.â
Only Oscar didnât help my dad until the end.
If he had simply acquired the Wizard Tower with him as the main axis, the revolution would have happened three years earlier.
But does Oscar on the side of the imperial family? If you ask.
âThatâs not to say. Even if I read the original story, I wonât be able to figure out whatâs going on in his head.â
Anyway, Iâm at the crossroads of choice now.
Iâm in a situation where thereâs nothing good about jumping out. Iâm not a gifted person, but letâs just try to appear at a moderately smart level.
It is an opportunity to recruit Oscar in advance by forming a relationship with Mata Tower. Letâs pretend to be gifted. A gamble where I have to risk getting attention.
I quickly picked number one.
How can I get the iron man Oscar, who has also failed to join up with the main character, my dad, on my side?
âGood. I feel at ease.â
I began to solve the problem that Robert wrote on the low blackboard.
Roughly, it would have been enough to solve the progress I studied with the teacher yesterday.
âUnbelievable. Youâre amazing.â
When he saw me multiplying by double digits, Robert was amazed.
âM, my daughter is a real geniusâŠâ
Dad was surprised too.
But at that time.
âAre you kidding me now?â
âY, yes?â
When Oscar, who had been silently watching, got up, Robert was bewildered.
âDo you think I came here to see these kids playing?â
âN, no. Iâm sorry.â
Robert apologized in embarrassment.
Oscar was rather arrogant about the other kid matter, but neither his father nor grandfather publicly criticized him.
âWell, because youâre the Lord of the Wizard Tower.â
If it were to be judged by class, he was a level of power equal to that of his father.
âCheck it properly.â
âYes.â
Robert erased all the problems on the blackboard and started writing anew.
âHmmmm.â
What is thatâ.
Robel, who raised the problem, was embarrassed, and seeing it, I was perplexed.
Your mother is three years older than twice as old as Oscar Manuel, and your father is five years older than your mother. Find out Oscar Manuelâs age when your father is 42 years old.
âY, youâre giving a seven-year-old a first-order equation problem?â
I was dumbfounded, and when I looked back, Oscar was smiling as if he were satisfied.
âTry it.â
ââŠ.â
I had no intention of solving it anyway, but heâs such a crazy personâ.
As expected, there was no doubt that he was a kid who lived drunk on the âIâm genius.â word.
I pretended to read the question a little more, then shook my head.
âI donât know.â
âYou donât know?â
âYesâŠâ
When I answered in a depressed mood, Robert patted me on the shoulder.
âPrincess, you donât have to be sad at all. Even gifted children, who are usually scouted by the tower, canât solve this problem at the age of seven.â
âYes, princess.â
Dad came and hugged me as I stood in front of the blackboard.
âWell done. This problem is too difficult. Our princess is a genius enough.â
âUng. Hehe.â
âGood job, Lilith.â
Even Grandfather smiled happily and stroked my hair.
Then.
âHa.â
A sigh breaks the warm atmosphere.
Oscar looked at me with pathetic eyes and then turned around.
Then he mumbled to himself so much that everyone could hear everything.
âI just wasted my time on an idiot for no reason.â