So he said what he had been preparing to do when he met him.
âFather.â
The Marquis was delighted with the affectionate title.
âDo you consider me as your child?â
âWhat kind of question is that? Of course, youâre my child. My son.â
âThen may I ask you a favor? First andâŠfor the last.â
Cheshire hoped.
He remembered what Lilith said the other day.
âBecause sheâs my mother. She didnât raise me, but sheâs the one who gave birth to me.â
Yeah.
Heâs still his father.
Even if he didnât raise him, stillâ.
Could he grant him at least one earnest request?
âI am happy to be here now. When I lived with my mother and stayed at my fatherâs house⊠Iâve never thought of being happyâŠ.â
ââŠ.â
âI want to stay here forever. Canât I?â
Cheshire added with earnest eyes.
âIf you just leave me alone. If you treat me like a child youâve never had like before.â
ââŠ.â
âUntil the day I die, I will never forget you. Iâll live with a grateful heart for giving birth to me.â
The Marquis had no answer. He just staring at Cheshire.
After a while, a voice like a frost poured out of the Marquisâs mouth.
âWho gave you birth as a Dos? Who do you think gave you that blood?â
ââŠ.â
âItâs not the Duke of Rubinstein who picked you up and put you to play with his daughter, nor is it your lowly incompetent mother.â
ââŠ.â
âItâs me. Me.â
The Marquisâ eyes shone with madness.
âDid I ever raise my hand to you? Even so, I didnât kill you because you were my child and I keep you alive. Didnât I even feed you and give you a place to sleep?â
ââŠ.â
âWhen you go home, your brother is there, so do you hate that? If you find it uncomfortable to see his face, kick him out immediately. If you want to repay what youâve been through, you can do as you please.â
Cheshireâs mouth opened slowly.
Stepbrother JonathanâŠ
To the Marquis, unlike him, a lowly illegitimate child, he thought he was a real son.
The Marquis was saying that he would kick Jonathan out without any hesitation.
âItâs awkward because you donât have affection for me. But itâs a matter that time will solve. Letâs go somewhere nice and talk and spend time together.â
The Marquis grabbed Cheshireâs arm with a friendly expression.
Takâ!
Cheshire shook off his hand.
âIâm not going.â
The Marquis took something out of his arms as if he had expected such an attitude.
It was paper stamped with the imperial seal.
âIt is a certificate of right to see your face once every two days for three hours. The Duke is preventing me from seeing your face, so I had no choice but to request it from the imperial family personally.â
Cheshireâs shoulders drooped weakly.
He had no way to deal with the Marquis, who even brought official documents.
He quietly looked back.
From afar, Lilith was watching him.
âLetâs go. Letâs go to a nice place and have a meal together.â
Cheshire eventually held back his desire to cry and took a steady step.
It was then.
âWhere are you going now?â
Axion approached. The Marquis skillfully tried to show the right to reasonable access again.
âAh, Your Excellency, Duke of Libre. Please excuse me during trainingââ
âHmm? Where are you going?â
But as if he wasnât interested, Axion put his arm around Cheshireâs shoulder and said with a smile.
âSon.â
ââŠ.?â
Cheshire doubted his ears.
The Marquis were surprised, too.
âWhat did you just say?â
âAh, did the Marquis not know? I guess the rumors are late. I was supposed to make this kid my son.â
âWhat?â
The Marquis opened his mouth wide.
âNo, didnât you expect that? Heâs the biggest celebrity in the system these days. Dos who came out after a long time. He doesnât even have a name or family.â
âNo, what do you mean!â
âHow many aristocrats are drooling? Of course, Duke Rubinstein is his guardian, so I couldnât openly reach out to him, butâŠ.â
Axion added with a shudder.
ââŠweâre close. When I said that I would take him under me, he personally gave me permission.â
âDoes that make sense! This childâs father is me!â
âOh, do you have any proof?â
âYes, there is! I have just submitted a complaint to the Imperial Personal Affairs Bureau! They are reviewing!â
âI see. When will the results come out?â
âT, thatâŠâ
Axion smiled and said.
âBut Iâm going to submit my registration documents today?â
As long as there is mutual consent, adoption is completed within one day of submitting the forms.
The blood drained from the Marquisâ face.
âT, that w, why do you wantâyou didnât even listen to the childâs opinion!â
âOpinion?â
Axion shrugged and looked down at Cheshire.
âAre you going to be my son or not?â
Cheshire was bewildered.
How should he match the rhythm in this sudden situationâ.
âAh.â
He blankly shut his lips, but then he saw Lilith.
As if she had heard all the conversation, she held on to Axionâs trousers with an excited face and poked her face out.
Her teary eyes were shining brightly.
âYesâŠâ
He was still confused, but he knew one thing for sure.
What kind of answer should he give now.
âThatâs right, Father.â
Cheshire nodded.
âW, what? Father?!â
The Marquis shouted.
Seeing the Marquis turn pale like a corpse, Axion laughed.
âT, t, thisâŠ!â
The Marquis, who had been flustered for a while, quickly left.
He probably wants to go to the administration office first.
It was like a bird on fire.
âU, Uncle!â
Lilith stamped her feet with excitement.
âWhat do you mean? Are you just trying to go after the Marquis?â
Axion looked at Lilith, whose eyes were shining brightly, and then back at Cheshire.
âSon, letâs get ready.â
ââŠYes?â
âWe have to go quickly, too.â
* * *
What on earth is this?
Me, Chesier, Axion, and even my dad.
Weâre going to the Imperial Personal Affairs Bureau by carriage.
âWhat am I really doingâŠâ
Axion is looking blankly out his window like a man whose soul has gone.
ââŠ.â
Even Cheshire next to him didnât seem to understand this bewildered situation.
âAhahaha! Letâs go quickly, quickly!â
Only my Dad had his mouth ripped to his ears.
It was a situation that needed to be sorted out, but we didnât have time.
âRun, run!â
As soon as Dad arrived, he quickly picked me up and got out of the carriage.
And weâŠreally run!
The Imperial Ministry of Public Affairs.
âWhoaa! D, Dad! SlowlyâŠ!â
âAhahaha!â
Dad dangling his hand in my armpit from behind and running with a flash in the air.
The Public Affairs staff and visitors all looked at us in surprise.
âIâm embarrassed! What is this!â
It took only 20 minutes to reach the Personal Affairs Bureau.
Dad sighed, put the brakes on his steps, and approached the counter.
âI have come to apply for registration.â
Dad, who had put me down, showed Cheshire and Axion to the staff and said quickly.
âHis name is Cheshire. I am the childâs guardian, and this is the head of the family where the child will be registered.â
Then, coincidentally, I found Marquis Onyx standing at the counter right next to us.
When he saw us, he opened his mouth in surprise and urged the staff.
âHey! Hurry up!â
âY, yesâŠâ
The staff, who had dark circles under his eyes and looked tired from doing his job, read a document he was holding slowly.
âYou said you would submit additional statements to the paternity right you submitted the other day⊠Letâs seeâŠ. The reason you hid the child⊠He was an illegitimate child with traces of assault, so it was difficult to show itâŠ.â
âNo! Why are you reading that out loud?!â
The Marquis shouted with a flushed face.
âAha. In the end, youâre telling the truth just to ask for a quick inspection.â
I can understand that choice because the image and everything are on fire.
âSir Enoch Rubinstein?â
Then.
A female staff at our counter, who tied her hair neatly, smiled kindly and handed out four documents.
âHere is a guardian agreement, a registered childâs personal information, a registered family headâs personal information, and a confirmation of the fact of registration. You can fill out a total of four documents and submit them.â
âIf I submit it, will it be approved right away?â
âYes. As long as the guardianâs identity is verified, the entry in the family registration is approved without any additional procedure after submitting the document.â
âPhew, thank you for your hard work. Itâs really nice to get things done quickly.â
Dad picked up a pen on the spot.
The Marquis, who had been watching it blankly, stretched out his handâ.
âEhey.â
âDad smiled wickedly and held the papers in the air.
âT, thisâŠâ
The Marquis, who was frantic, urged the staff in charge.
âWhen will that punkâs inspection end!â
âAh, please wait⊠You just returned with the documents you added to the inspection departmentâŠ.â
âIâve been waiting for days now!â
âYouâre not going to be inspected quickly just because youâre urging me.â
âHiiik!â
I eagerly looked alternately between the counter and suppressed a laugh.
We were done with the paperwork in less than 5 minutes.
However.
âOh my.â
The staff who was checking the documents said with an apologetic smile.
âWhat should I do, Sir Axion Libre? You have to put your seal here, not your signature.â
Two documents with Axionâs signature were returned.
âOf course, you may not know, but registering is a job without a separate approval process, so we only receive notarized seals on documents for more reliable identification.â
Dad put on a blank expression.
We were leaving directly from my house.
Who will carry the seal?
Axion was wearing only a sweaty black short-sleeved training suit.
âDamn it.â
Unlike Dad, who lost his composure in an instant, the Marquis, who was spying on us from the side, was delighted.
I was a bit nervous too.
âWhat if the Marquisâ documents are processed first?â
It was an urgent situation.
Dad, making a quick decision, turned around.
âFirst, Iâll go to your house and get a sealââ
But Axion stopped Dad from putting his arm across to reach out.
Dadâs face hardened at once.
âYou punk, youâre not going to say youâve changed your mind by coming here, right?â
ââŠ.â
I watched the two nervously.
I donât know, but it seems that there has already been some kind of deal between the two.
âUncle seems to hate it, but did my Dad force him to adopt Cheshire?â
Apparently, Axion seemed unwilling.
And Cheshireâ.
Cheshire was also nervously watching the two, and when our eyes met, he turned away.
âYou donât have to go home.â
âWhat?â
Axion let out a sigh and put his fingers into the front pocket of the training suit he was wearing.
What he soon took out was a little gold-coloredâ.