It was a gloomy and rainy morning.

    Kamiel, who opened his eyes while hearing the sound of chase, could not easily get out of bed.

    When I closed my eyes, I felt like I was alone in the world.

    When I heard the sound of rain, I even had the illusion of deepening my thoughts.

    Normally, it would have been time to eat.

    But there was no news about what was going on.

    Normally, I would have knocked on the door and let them know that dinner was ready.

    ‘Is something going on…? … .’

    A considerable amount of time has passed since I came to this mansion.

    It was a first time.

    ‘Those people also had this side… .’

    Their mistakes, which moved like parts in a mechanically operated mansion, were unexpected.

    Still, I didn’t feel annoyed or hated.

    It may be rude to them, but the people here did not seem humane.

    ‘Rather, I feel humanity in these mistakes.’

    It was a sentiment without much meaning.

    smart.

    A timely knock on the room.

    Then a familiar voice was heard.

    “Camiel. The owner asked if we would like to have a meal together today.”

    “If you are the owner… .”

    Kamiel, who was muttering to himself, could easily picture a man with light brown hair.

    “… yes. Okay.”

    Why did you ask me to have breakfast with you?

    Kamiel was rarely predictable.

    He continued to reflect on his worries as he walked behind the maid.

    What on earth is going on?

    He didn’t seem like the type of person who would suggest having a meal together over something that wasn’t a big deal.

    Could it be that the place we are going to now is the last banquet hall?

    I didn’t think it was a good idea.

    It was proof of how the owner of this mansion was imprinted in Kamiel’s mind.

    ‘Of course, that’s the first impression, but seeing as they didn’t kill him right away… .’

    While Kamiel was lost in thought.

    The door to the banquet hall was approaching.

    Squeak-

    The maid, as if she had heard something in advance, opened the door without hesitation.

    Then he opened a path and motioned for Camiel to enter.

    “Ah… .”

    Only then did Kamiel come out of his thoughts.

    I crossed the door, walking neither slowly nor quickly, and saw a long table.

    Several chairs were filled, but there was only one chair that was not empty.

    “Did you come… . Sit down.”

    “… Hello.”

    Kamiel greeted with a subtle sense of caution.

    The butler who was standing next to Lepurn pulled out a chair for Camiel to sit on.

    “Thank you.”

    As he sat down in his chair, there was again an uncomfortable silence.

    Of course, being uncomfortable was Camiel’s only impression.

    Lepuren did not feel disturbed, as if the silence in the hall was uncomfortable or not.

    He still had an indifferent expression.

    ‘I can’t breathe.’

    Kamiel was not happy about this type of meal.

    Even if he was quiet, he felt more comfortable in a place where others were talking.

    Like the meal I had with my mother and younger brother Cassatt.

    ‘Before, that place was just uncomfortable… … .’

    At the time, I really felt left out, so I only thought about eating quickly and getting up.

    ‘It was good to see it again… .’

    Why do I miss those times so much, when people would talk to me even if I just stayed quiet… .

    I guess I got homesick.

    After a while, the food comes out.

    What was on the plate were brightly colored fruits that looked like they were covered in dew.

    Kamiel picked up a blood-red apple and took a bite.

    Crunch, crunch… … .

    Rattling-

    Kamiel’s mouth also stopped moving at the sound of dishes being placed.

    He looked in the direction of Lepuren without thinking.

    “I have something to tell you.”

    gulp.

    “Kake… Yes?”

    Kamiel swallowed the apple he couldn’t finish chewing in chunks and choked for a moment, but soon got better and asked again.

    What do you want to tell me?

    Looking at him with puzzlement, Lepurn wiped his mouth and added,

    “It’s a story about Rheasian.”

    “… … .”

    Only then, seeing Kamiel’s expression become serious, did Lepurn begin to speak.

    “I don’t know where Leasian hurts or where the problem is.”

    Camiel nodded.

    “The reason that child turned out that way was because of his mother. ‘Saruna’ is the name of someone who was once my spouse and the mother of that child. Now it is the name of the dead.”

    “If it is the young lady’s mother… .”

    “Have you heard anything?”

    “Yes. It’s only a short story, but my mother said that she didn’t like people who spoke carelessly… .”

    I couldn’t bear to say what I heard.

    There is no girl here who would be hurt by what she heard.

    Saying that out loud felt like a sin.

    “It’s worth it… .”

    Lepurn seemed to have fully predicted what Camiel said.

    “Saruna. She was a warrior from the Larun tribe who I met through a friend’s matchmaking. By aesthetic standards, she had quite a beautiful appearance. The only thing my daughter, Leasian, resembles me is her hair color, and everything else resembles her mother.”

    He stopped talking and let out a soft sigh.

    “Sometimes… Whenever I see Leasian, I think of Saruna.”

    His expression didn’t look good, as if thinking about his wife wasn’t a good thing.

    “Saruna truly loved me. It was so severe that it bordered on obsession. That was the root of the problem.”

    Saruna, who suddenly became pregnant without thinking and gave birth to a daughter, was an ordinary mother at first.

    However, perhaps it was because she thought her husband’s attention was being taken away from her after her daughter was born.

    She started to get more and more strange.

    “I was jealous of Rheasian. Violent abuse was a daily occurrence, and he left cursing his daughter until the moment he died.”

    sometimes… A strong will can sometimes affect reality.

    “This is especially severe for the Larun people. So, if possible, have your spouse kill you yourself. That’s because the curse doesn’t affect the spouse you’ve pledged your whole life to. However, Saruna committed suicide before I could kill her.”

    He died at an early age. Just to curse my daughter.

    Considering its depth, something stronger than any other curse would have been hanging over Rheasian.

    “Belatedly, I searched for many ways, but there was no solution. Then, by chance, I found out about the existence of the Atran people and brought them here. Thanks to you, Rheasian is trying to eat. Thank you.”

    “… no. Not much to say.”

    Although he heard his thanks, Kamiel’s expression did not look good.

    After a moment of conflict, his mouth opened.

    “When the lady is suffering like that… Can I ask what your father was doing?”

    “… … .”

    I couldn’t answer readily.

    Kamiel was able to carefully infer the reason.

    What was he doing while it was getting to that point?

    Was it because of his love for his wife that he couldn’t come forward easily?

    Or was there another reason why he couldn’t protect his daughter?

    No, not everything.

    “Are you regretting it?”

    “That… What does it mean?”

    He asks in a quiet voice.

    Kamiel did not flinch.

    Because he soon became convinced of his thoughts.

    As I listened to the story, I could feel the regret in his voice.

    “If you cursed your daughter until the end and ended your life… My husband, my father, seems to have a lot of regrets.”

    “What regrets?”

    “I don’t know, but… I dare to guess. For example, regrets arising from having a conflict with your wife while trying to protect your daughter, or from not being able to protect your daughter while sitting on the sidelines.”

    “What are you talking about that you know?”

    “I don’t know anything. That’s probably why I don’t dare say anything.”

    Kamiel also put down the apple. There was no mood to eat a long time ago.

    There is silence.

    I don’t know if it was like this when the Larun people got angry, but I had the illusion of the intestines shaking.

    Kamiel was silent until his mouth opened.

    “… okay. You are right. It was both.”

    I could tell that his anger had subsided as the room returned to its original atmosphere as if it had been there for some time.

    Kamiel asks a question.

    “If you say both… .”

    “I didn’t care and just stood by while Rheasian was being abused. When I came to my senses later and tried to stop Saruna, she was so shocked by me that she committed suicide not long after.”

    “… … .”

    “I was late for everything. Maybe it was because I wasn’t interested in my surroundings. So even now, I feel sorry for Leasian.”

    If this isn’t true, he’s a complete liar.

    Kamiel felt that way.

    ‘What can I say in this situation?’

    Lepuren speaks next.

    “The story got long… In any case, Saruna’s curse is now eating away at Rheasian. I am very mentally and physically unstable. As a result of what I have observed so far, Leasian refuses to eat and cannot even come out of the room.”

    “That… Can I really cure it?”

    Kamiel was not confident about this much.

    Although it is said that the abilities of the Atran people operate regardless of mental or physical distinction.

    Still, it was a type I had never seen before.

    “It’s no problem even if you can’t do it. Because I know the final method.”

    “The method is… ”

    “I can’t tell you that much.”

    Although the aftertaste was a bit unpleasant, Kamiel eventually nodded.

    “Lady, I’m here… ”

    Rattle-

    “Are you here?”

    “What’s going on? Please open all the doors?”

    Rheasian lowered his head in response to Kamiel’s question.

    “… Please come in quickly.”

    Tea and cookies were prepared in the room as always.

    What was a little different was that, as always, the young lady’s teacup, which had black tea in it, was empty.

    When I asked her why, she answered like this.

    “Well, just… Something happened. Rather, just leave the book over there. Because it’s a problem.”

    “Yes… .”

    “No! That’s not what being intrusive means!”

    As I smiled softly at the hurried sight, her eyes turned cold.

    “Hey, is it fun? uh? Is it fun?”

    He asked while tapping his hand, but Kamiel just smiled.

    If I had used a little more force, I would have bruised again. It was fortunate.

    “So. Do you have anything to talk about today?”

    I was asked this as if it were everyday life.

    Rheasian knew well that that would not happen.

    It takes some time for something to happen, but as we meet every day, everything we talk about will run out.

    However, Kamiel happened to have something to say.

    “Now that I think about it, I had a meal with her father today.”

    “Oh, father?”

    “Yes? Why are you doing that?”

    “No. Nothing.”

    He continues to snort, saying it’s no big deal. What signal is this?

    Leasian asked, his expression suddenly becoming serious.

    “Wait a minute… Why is your father meeting you?”

    “Yes?”

    ah. Camiel belatedly realized that he had said it for no reason.

    While the young lady was unable to meet her father, she met him secretly.

    It could be unpleasant enough if your parents didn’t want you to pay attention to others.

    “Why did we meet?”

    “It wasn’t a big deal. Your father loves you very much… .”

    “What? Get rid of things that don’t sound the same. say. What did you talk about?”

    The atmosphere in the hall was frozen.

    The girl’s calm anger was clearly felt.

    “It’s true. Why would I lie?”

    Of course, there is one more very important thing I didn’t say. That was something I couldn’t bear to say in front of the young lady.

    Even though I told the truth, Rheasian’s mood still remained the same.

    In the end, Camiel took notice and approached the side.

    “What are you doing now… ”

    “Lady. sorry. From the young lady’s point of view, this may be a bad thing… I can’t even think about that… .”

    “… What kind of ghost talk is that?”

    “Yes? Wasn’t it this?”

    “What?”

    “Yes?”

    The words didn’t flow together, as if we had made a mistake somewhere.

    Kamiel asked cautiously, just in case.

    “Weren’t you angry when I met your father?”

    “No, I wasn’t angry… under. That’s not the point, I kept asking. What did you talk about when you met your father?”

    “Is everything I said before?”

    “That can’t be possible… … .”

    “Really… .”

    “… okay. There’s no way you could lie to me. I’m sorry for making you cry for a moment.”

    He sighed softly and said.

    Kamiel noticed the worry on her face and grabbed a cookie.

    “Um?”

    “You enjoyed it.”

    Kamiel smiled happily.

    Rheasian, who had somehow managed to get rid of the cookie in his mouth, looked dumbfounded.

    “Why are you suddenly doing something you don’t do before?”

    “You said that before, too. That’s why I did the same thing.”

    When he said this with a bright smile, Rheasian looked at him with a bewildered expression and then quickly came to his senses.

    I will suck in her ears as she shakes her head.

    “Lady?”

    “You… Honestly, have you ever met another woman? Be honest.”

    “If you are a woman… .”

    “So… Sa, no, was there anyone who treated me like that?”

    I looked at the young lady, wondering what kind of question she was asking, and saw that she seemed subtly serious.

    Kamiel shakes his head without a second’s hesitation.

    “No. I am… It’s a long story, but there are a lot of complicated circumstances. Above all, it is difficult for our species to find friends of similar age.”

    “Really? That’s right… .”

    The way the corners of the mouth twitch in an even manner looks strange.

    Kamiel tilted his head and then shook it down.

    There is nothing more foolish than touching something just because it feels good.

    Looking excited, she picked up a cookie and held it in front of his mouth.

    “Hmm, Kamiel. Open your mouth.”

    “Lady. Isn’t it strange that you always say that out loud?”

    “What? Then what should I say?”

    “Ah.”

    “Ah?”

    “Yes.”

    “What is that… okay. I get it. Ah, try it.”

    Crispy –

    As Kamiel hummed happily, the corners of her mouth twitched as if she was proud.

    Kamiel, who saw this while chewing on a cookie, suddenly spoke up.

    “So, how are you getting married?”

    “What?”

    “I just suddenly became curious. Arbor, no. We usually order people of the same age, but Larun marriages can be different.”

    “Marriage… I’ve never really thought about it… .”

    “Is that so? So what is your ideal type, young lady? A dependable man? Or an intelligent man?”

    “My ideal type?”

    “Yes.”

    “I mean… .”

    Leasian glanced at him and said.

    “A person with white skin like mine, thin facial lines, a high nose, and clear eyes.”

    “It’s very specific, isn’t it?”

    Kamiel had a question in his heart.

    For some reason, that appearance seemed to describe myself.

    ‘I guess it’s my mood, right?’

    “What is your ideal type?”

    “Me? I am… ”

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