Chapter 137
Side Story 2. Winter (1)
âGood job, You did a really good job, Eugene.â
Yerineâs face, smiling like that, shone more than anyone else.
Although she didnât see anything as bright as her magic, Eugene thought that even the magicâs shine couldnât beat Yerineâs.
Eugeneâs heart thumped as he recalled her smile.
He could feel all the trembling as he ran on the dark road.
âWhere the hell are you.â
Eugene did not know what he wanted to do specifically.
Of course, he didnât even know what he wanted to say when Yerine left the banquet hall.
Therefore, Eugene couldnât figure out why he thought to himself, âItâs okay. Itâs just a superstition anyway.â several times as if he was trying to reassure himself.
It was just then.
âThank you.â
It was a voice that couldnât reach him as if it were scattered through the air.
Yerineâs voice, speaking the words, pierced Eugeneâs ears like a spear piercing the target.
âAh.â
As he looked up, Yerineâs face was seen slanted in the moonlight.
She was smiling wide like evening primrose.
A smile filled with innocence without any pretence.
And really, a happy-looking smile.
Yerineâs smile was even more shiny and sparkly than what she showed in front of Eugene after the performance.
Looking at the smile, Eugene bowed his head in the dark.
And he turned his steps.
Eugene knew he had to go back.
He couldnât make Yerine smile like that.
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âWhatâs wrong with this from the morningâ¦â¦â¦.â
Eugene, who raised himself from the bed, grabbed his face and murmured.
Out of nowhere, he couldnât understand why this happened to him because he had a dream from the day at the Academy a few years ago.
âWhy do I dream like that today?â
While sighing, he rose steadily from his bed and prepared to get dressed right away.
The guest was supposed to arrive at 11 a.m., so he had to move diligently from early in the morning.
He was a great guest, so he should be eager to prepare well.
âIâm out of my mind, too.â
Eugene had to move busily from the morning, but he didnât feel bothered at all.
Rather, his heart throbbed as if he was waiting for something.
After being quickly dressed, he ordered the users to check their meals and refreshments, took a look around the Dukedom, and went down to the first floor for breakfast.
Then he met a familiar man with silver hair in the hallway.
âFather.â
Eugeneâs voice turned him around.
His blue eyes, which are constantly emitting a sharp spirit, headed for Eugene.
And next to it was a slightly-white eye, faded its light from the injuryâ¦
âAre you Eugene?â
âDid you sleep well last night?â
Liktoanis Ace, the former Duke of the Ace Dukedom.
He, who always wore an eye patch not only on the outside but within the Dukedom also, no longer wore it.
For more,
Yerine, who gave the robes to the users, smiled at Eugene after colouring her cheeks red.
âItâs been a long time. How are you?â
Eugene grinned at her naturally with her right hand out.
âIâve been well.â
He shook his right hand with Yerineâs and replied.
âLetâs go inside. The porch is cold. I have the meal prepared.â
âOh, thank you. I happened to be hungry after a long ride.â
Yerine walked side by side next to Eugene and talked.
Then she tilted her head looking at Eugene to be pierced.
âBut Eugene.â
Eugene was nervous about her attitude for some reason.
Of course, he didnât show that.
âWhy, Spade?â
Then Yerine pointed her finger at her forehead and asked.
âDid you flip your side hair?â
Unlike his expression, which seemed extremely serious, Eugene was secretly relieved when a small question was asked.
âUh. Why, is it weird?â
He prepared his hair with care.
When Eugene looks in the mirror in the morning, his hair is worth looking at.
He really thought so.
Now, however, he wondered if his judgment was wrong.
âIs it that weird?â
There was a clear voice in Eugeneâs ear, who was thinking inside.
âNo, it looks good on you.â
Yerine replied with her purple and red eyes shining.
âReally?â
âYep.â
âThen Iâll have to do this all the time.â
âYes, do it. This hair suits your vibe much better.â
They talked as they walked to the dining room.
The lunch, which Eugene and the users worked hard on, was prepared, and fortunately, it seemed to suit Yerineâs taste.
For reference, the dessert was pudding.
âWow, thank you so much. I didnât expect to be treated so well.â
After finishing the meal, Yerine buried herself in the parlour chair and said.
âThe meal was so great and the pudding for dessert was the best.â
âReally? Thatâs a relief.â
Eugene took a sip of black tea and nodded.
It seemed to be worthwhile to prepare.
After hearing Eugeneâs reply, Yerine grinned and opened her mouth in an exaggerated voice.
âIâm so honoured that I canât help myself.â
âWhat?â
âThe Duke of Ace of the North, known for his coolness, treats me so well.â
Yerine continued with a big smile.
âAs soon as I got here, I was provided such a luxurious meal.â
She stretched out her fingers toward the cup and spoke with delight.
âThe dessert is prepared with the pudding that I love the most in the world.â
And she talked to Eugene with eye contact.
Eugeneâs hand at the teacup paused.
Desserts should be prepared in the pudding in advance.
All people at the Academy know that Yerine Spade likes pudding.
âItâs natural for the owner to suit the guestâs taste.â
Her soft, purple eyes looked at him, and his stomach was strangely throbbing.
Itâs always been like this.
When heâs with Yerine.
âAs expected, everything that Ace does is different. I think Aceâs way of treating the guest is on a different level.â
Yerine said, taking a sip of black tea and putting down the cup.
âI canât believe youâre doing this for a guest.â
âItâs not a big deal.â
âItâs a big deal.â
Yerine smiled and waved her hand.
âNot only did you prepare the meal, but you even clean and style your hair for the guest.â
Eugene knew that Yerine had brought it up without any intention.
Nevertheless, his mouth kept tickling.
âIâve never seen you put your hair back before, is that what you usually do when you get a guest?â
The words he wanted to say kept burning in his heart.
The words that shouldnât have burst.
âNo, just for today.â
In his head, Eugene thought so, but his mouth was moving freely.
âIâve never done that in front of anyone else. Youâre the first.â
âOh, really?â
Still, the moment she saw the smiling face, Eugene couldnât control himself.
He didnât know what was wrong with him.
âBecause I wanted to look good to you.â
A low trembling voice rang out in the parlour room.