At the sudden remarks of my father, my mother and I looked at each other for a moment.
âRight. I want to go out with you today. Of course, Bebe will go with you.â
âDidnât you say itâs okay to use you?â
Only then did my mother smile and nod.
âThatâs right. I donât want to be here for no reason just because Iâm Bebeâs mother. Good. Where are you planning to go?â
I was embarrassed, but my mom wasnât. My confident mother, just like old times, raised her head and made eye contact with him.
âYouâll find out later, so make sure to eat and get ready.â
However, contrary to the expectation that he would leave immediately after he had said all he had to say, the Grand Duke did not even think of leaving. He just stood still and looked at us.
I had to eat, but his gaze was so burdensome.
My mother slowly lifted the tableware as if she was used to eating while someone was looking at her, but I wasnât comfortable with it.
In the end, after being patient, I stood tall on one side of the room and looked at my father, who was looking at us.
âDidnât you say everything you wanted to say?â
âBut arenât you going?â
âHmm⊠I want to see your face right now.â
The Grand Duke took turns looking at my mother and I, smiling slightly.
âI understand that youâre looking at me, but youâre looking at my mom⊠Oh no!
âI understand that you see me, but seeing your mother⊠Stand, no way! Did your heart suddenly turn dark?!â
Unlike the first time, the Grand Duke, who looked quite friendly, looked at my mother with a strange expression.
It was clear that he had a heart.
ââŠMom and Dad canât go. You guys donât really love each other. Youâre just pretending to love each other.â
I shook my head back and forth to express my opposition. Several times a day, I used to constantly think, âThe Grand Duke is fine as a father. I think heâll be fine as my motherâs husbandâ, but today my heart is like, âNo way!â.
When the Grand Duke did not show up, U thought he would be okay as my motherâs husband, but when I thought about it, itâs not like that up close.
What should I say? âI miss you when I donât see you, but I donât want to see you when I see youâ?
âYou donât like the relationship between Mom and Dad?â
âYeah! What a waste!â
Now he was sitting right next to us, staring at me.
âWho do you think is a waste?â
âAh! Of course itâs a waste of my mother.â
My dadâs face hardened at my confident words.
ââŠDonât you feel sorry for Daddy? Iâm quite popular.â
âThatâs why itâs not okay. Youâre popular because of how you behave; a father of three or four children!â
âB-Behave? Bebe, I should be proud of you for using such difficult words casually, but this is breaking Daddyâs heart.â
âWhy? I thought my dad would say it was a waste of course.â
I shook my head from side to side at the sight of the Grand Duke who said nothing of the brazen words.
âItâs up to you to misunderstand.â
At that moment, my mother, who was resting her chin on her palm as her arm rested on the table, intervened between us as if it was funny.
âWho do you think is more valuable to you? I think Iâm more of a waste.â
My mother, who had been silent the whole time, smiled as she tilted her head slightly toward my father.
âOh⊠Hmm⊠Whoâs more of a waste between us? Itâs justâŠâ
The tip of my dadâs ears turned a little red at Momâs bold words as she scratched her head.
Seeing my dad like that, I kept saying what I wanted to say.
âThatâs right! After all, heâs a man! He needs to be courteous!â
At my words, the Grand Duke repeatedly opened and closed his lips like a duck.
âYeah! It was in the book. Anyway, if you are courteous⊠uh, and if you treat my mom well, Iâll think about whether or not youâve passed as my momâs husband or if you failed.â
He raised his fingers and moved them left and right.
My dad looked desperate, his face looking like the world had collapsed.
âYeah! And itâs not that attractive either. I canât believe youâre sitting next to me while Iâm eating. I canât do things like this. I canât.â
At that moment, Dad made an âahâ sound, and slowly got up from his seat.
âOkay. I should get going since youâre talking like that.â
As if he had become a turtle, Dad moved slowly.
My mother and I had no choice but to turn our gaze to the Grand Duke. Perhaps he didnât want to go out even in the midst of this, so he turned his head from time to time to look at us.
However, Mom and I didnât deliberately call him until he left the room, and in the end, Dad went out after a long time.