After returning home, I thought about how to screw up Largo. But the worries were not long.
âI can use that method.â
Ophelia doesnât hold back.
I sat on the bed, still holding my sore back neck.
Sylvester also said he would help, so I thought I could do enough to scare him.
âIf that doesnât workââ
It means I have to stand on the opposite side.
âI have something to get from the 2nd Prince.â
âI have to get it. So I canât betray the 2nd Prince.â
As long as Sylvester said so, I didnât think Iâd be able to bring him completely to my side.
âNo, itâs not.â
What if I bring the thing Sylvester has to get from Largo?
Then there is no reason for Sylvester to support Largo!!
If he loses Sylvester, he will lose big support. Largo will be eliminated naturally, and Calian will inherit the throne.
âItâs going to be a happy ending.â
No one dies, no one gets hurt!
âGood!â
Then I thought I should find a way to take what Largo had.
With that plan in mind, I slowly closed my tired eyelids.
Oh, everything really happened today.
Thatâs what I think.
****
âA magic circle going to the demon realm.â
Sylvester mumbled, tapping the desk with his fingertips.
A magic circle going to the demon realm.
The only way to meet his mother.
Thatâs what Largo has.
Other than that, thereâs no reason to stay by the side of foolish Largo.
As Ophelia said, he can betray him.
But now he doesnât have the magic circle. So Largo couldnât be betrayed.
âWhoo.â
Sylvester tilted his head back and let out a low sigh.
He knew. He knew in his head that he had to let her go now that he had been holding her mother all this time.
But it was difficult for his heart to accept.
He wanted to see his mother.
And he wanted to ask.
Why did you leave me?
Have you ever loved me? Never?
After that, he wanted to take revenge. Revenge for abandoning himâ.
Sylvester knew better than anyone else that this was due to love and hate.
But now he couldnât leave.
As he said, he couldnât accept it with his heart.
âYour Excellency.â
At this time, the door opened a little and Neil stuck his head out. Sylvester beckoned him lightly. Neil came in.
âThe 2nd Prince has contacted me.â
Sylvester narrowed his brow.
âWhat did he say?â
âThatâsâ¦â
Neil put his hands together with a slightly perplexed face.
âThe Duchessââ
âOphelia?â
âHe wants us to keep an eye on her. That is how the order came.â
Haa.
Sylvester sighed and pointed his forehead. He knew this would happen. He still frowned and shook his hand.
âJust say okay and send it.â
Saying this, Sylvester could have a strong intuition.
In the near future, the moment will come when he has to choose between Ophelia and his mother.
*****
Good morning!
I woke up pleasantly with my eyes wide open.
When I looked around, there was no Sylvester. Seeing that there were no signs of disruption in the bedding, it seemed that he didnât come in last night.
When you say you like me, you roam around like this.
I canât do this anymore.
Hmph.
I snorted and got up from the bed.
And pulled the string.
Irene immediately came in as if she were waiting.
âYou woke up early, Madam!â
âYeah. I woke up early today.â
I sat down in front of the wash water she brought, then lifted my head.
âSylvester?â
âHe will be in the office. Oh, I heard that soon heâs going to have breakfast.â
âThen I should go too.â
âIâll prepare it for you.â
Irene began to wipe my face with a wet towel.
In a cozy feeling, I closed my eyes calmly and felt her touch.
How long has it been?
âBut, Madam.â
Irene carefully opened her mouth.
I looked at Irene with only one eye open.
âWhatâs the matter?â
âI have something to tell you.â
âTell me.â
âThatâsââ
Irene looked into my eyes and asked carefully.
âAre you really going to get divorced?â
âWhat?â
âNo, Iâm not doing this because Iâm running out of money. Itâs because Iâm really worried. Thatâs why Iâm asking.â
I think itâs because youâre running out of money.
I narrowed my eyes.
âWhat are you worried about?â
Irene replied as if she had been waiting.
âMadam lives alone in this poor world! Oh my!â
âDonât act like youâre crying. Itâs obvious.â
âYes.â
She nodded as she folded down the handkerchief she had lifted.
Then, she looked at me with her knees slightly bent.
âBut Madam.â
Then she says.
âReally. Iâm really worried.â
On her face, there was a look of sincere concern about me.
âIreneâ.
I held Ireneâs hand like that. And I spoke slowly.
âI have a lot of money.â
There will be more.
âBecause Iâm smart.â
And I know everything about the original.
âItâs going to be okay.â
Itâll be okay.
Thereâs no way it wonât be okay.
I thought so and lifted my chin straight.
Irene shook her head with a false smile.
âI really donât think there will be anyone who can follow the confidence of Madam.â
âIs that a compliment?â
âOf course.â
She straightens her knees and goes again. She approached me and brushed my hair.
âSo, are you really going to get divorced?â
When asked by her, I remembered what I told Sylvester yesterday.
âCan you help me?â
âThen I will like you.â
As long as Ophelia had already joined hands with Largo, I said that because there was no place for me to run away.
Since I have already been deeply involved in twisting the original, why donât I ask Sylvester, the only one in the world who likes me, for help?
Thatâs why I said thatâ.
âI think itâs going to be hard.â
I scratched my cheek and said.
âI donât know. Weâll have to wait and see.â
Whatever it was, I had to look at my feelings first.
Now I like Sylvester.
However, it seemed that this liking was a human liking, not a rational liking.
Of course, every time Sylvester confessed, my heart was pounding, but I think itâs because heâs so handsome and he only talks about exciting things.
âI canât say I like him with that.â
Iâll look at my emotions,
If I really like Sylvester, thenâ.
âLetâs not get divorced, but live together.â
But I donât know right now.
So I had no choice but to wait and see.
âI donât want you to get a divorce.â
Irene said.
âYou two look really good together.â
Yeah.
We look good together. In a bad way.
I smiled and glanced at Irene.
âIâll think about it more.â
Later, I replied like this because I didnât know Irene would run to Sylvester and deliver this message.
âMaybe we wonât get divorced.â
*****
âHoney!â
I shouted as I opened the dining-room door.
Sylvester, sitting in the middle of the table, sipping coffee while looking at the newspaper, slightly raised his eyes.
âYou woke up early.â
He said as he folded the newspaper he was reading.
âCome here.â
âYes~â
I walked towards his outstretched hand. And sat down next to him.
âWhy are you listening to me so cutely today?â
âI have a favor to ask of you.â
âYes. Rejected.â
âOh, are you really going to be like this?â
I put my hands on my waist and rolled my eyes.
No, he said over and over that he likes me, but his attitude never changed!
So I said it out of a little anger.
âCan you treat me like this when you said you like me?â
But, the atmosphere quickly became chilly.
This is because Sylvesterâs face is hardened.
âYou.â
He looked down at me with a frozen face. His hand, holding a cup of coffee, was seen shaking slightly.
âYou seem to want to use the fact that I like you as a weapon.â
Gulp.
I swallowed dry saliva.
I think I made a mistake.
Well.
If I try to take advantage of his feeling, heâs likely to get angry.
So I was going to apologize.
âIâm sorryââ
âDo it.â
ââ¦What?â
Sylvester smiled with his hand on the top of my head.
âUse it as a weapon, and I will stab it for you.â
It was something I hadnât thought of, so I stared blankly at Sylvester. Then Sylvester said, messing up my hair even more.
âDonât you have to pay for what you like?â
Ah,
Why do you always say things that make my heart flutter?
Iâm going crazy.