I was also stunned by his surprised innocent face and didnât know what to do.
âWhy do you look like that?â
Then, I belatedly figured out the situation.
The first name other than the title prince called by someone has become a nickname.
Luciano innocently blinked his big eyes.
Judging by that reaction, I guess he like this name more than the title prince.
âWell, it does feel more familiar.â
Iâll continue to call you like this.
Luciano seemed to have forgotten his irritation a moment ago, so somehow a smile came out.
I continued the last word with a thumbs up.
âLuci is the best!â
I decided to pretend not to know that Lucianoâs neck was dyed red and he bit his lip tightly.
I was a person who never missed the opportunity I was given.
When Luciano seemed to be in a mood of confusion, I added stealthily.
âDonât get mad and listen to me until the end, okay?â
Luciano meekly nodded his head.
âLuci is really the best!â
Lucianoâs neck shrank slightly when I added again.
It looked like he was trying to hide his shyness.
âOh, what is it?â
Why was he suddenly so cute?
I wanted to tease him more.
It was when I was just about to unleash my itchy inner feelings.
âHuh?â
Caleâs strange chime intervened.
He was making a frown at us.
Luciano changed his expression completely as if he was conscious of Cale.
The cute figure disappeared in an instant.
âAh, itâs a shame.â
It could have been more fun.
I cast an indifferent glance at Cale.
âHa. Itâs amazing, the best. Can I just go back?â
âWe just met, where are you going?â
When I caught him, Cale showed a sign of reluctance.
And thatâs how much Lucianoâs eyes became colder.
Letâs introduce them quickly before the atmosphere gets weird.
âNow, let me introduce each of you. Luci, that person will be your teacher!â
I cried out and revealed Caleâs identity to Luciano.
âTeacher?â
What a nonsensical response.
âYes, swordsmanship teacher! He will teach you proper swordsmanship.â
Perhaps was it because of the teacher?
Or was it because I promised him?
Luciano took a closer look at Cale rather than expressing his dissatisfaction.
However, his eyes were gradually colored with distrust.
And Cale immediately read those eyes.
âWho wants to? Did I say I would accept it?â
Cale said curtly.
I only kept my eyes on Luciano.
He pondered for a moment as if contemplating.
Lucianoâs mind was more important than Caleâs reaction.
âAesvin.â
After a while, Luciano spoke gravely.
He had a more serious attitude as he decided not to be annoyed recklessly.
âYeah.â
âYes, I appreciate your sincerity. Butâ¦.â
I felt a sense of rejection.
It shouldnât be like this.
I havenât even properly introduced Cale yet.
âWait!â
I quickly cut off Lucianoâs words.
âWait!â
But I heard another unexpected cry.
Cale shouted the same thing half a beat slower than me.
His face was flushed red.
âWere you going to say no?â
The vigorous breath seemed to hurt his pride.
I took a step back while gauging Caleâs reaction.
There was nothing better than that if two people could solve it through direct conversation.
âThatâs right. I refuse.â
Luciano glanced back at me and replied with excessive politeness.
I clasped my head quietly from the side.
Luciano showing courtesy is a bad sign.
That means he never intends to reveal himself.
He seemed determined to draw a perfect line.
Cale couldnât grasp the atmosphere and snort.
âWhy are you saying no?â
Caleâs question was very arrogant.
Or he was unaware of his condition.
Luciano frankly scans Cale from head to toe.
âWhy donât you take a look in the mirror?â
Caleâs face turned red as he recalled his appearance belatedly.
âSo what! Whatâs the matter!â
He knew everything but pretended not to know and screamed.
Without knowing that his face was telling the truth.
âYou look like a drunkard.â
Caleâs face turned redder at Lucianoâs calm response.
People get embarrassed when the truth is pointed out.
âAre you judging people based on their appearance? How can a man who wants to be a serious swordsman have such a shallow view?â
âThatâs the least Iâve got about you. And isnât it okay for a serious swordsman to be careful like that?â
âAs expected, his cold mouth.â
It was so Luciano, a bitter attack that didnât discriminate against anyone.
Caleâs face turned red as if about to explode.
âNow, Iâm a drunk, but you must know Iâm also an amazing person!â
Eventually, Cale admitted himself to being a drunkard.
Look, youâre a drunk.
Luciano did not raise the corners of his lips even a bit and laughed at Cale with only his eyes.
And Caleâs expression stiffened when he noticed the sneer.
Itâs done.
This meeting was ruined.
âI thought it might be like this, but I really didnât expect it to happen.â
No, Cale was a cold-hearted and charismatic genius swordsman in the original story.
Why were you acting stupid now?
Was it because youâre still drunk?
Did you two meet too soon?
I had a throbbing headache.
âLittle lady! What the hell is this cheeky little bastard? Do you want me to teach this kind of guy?â
Cale shouted at me in a fit of rage.
It seemed that he felt it was challenging to deal with Luciano.
âYou said you wouldnât teach him. Then I have nothing to say about Luciâs attitude.â
Although Luciano was dressed modestly as a royal, it was only compared to other royals.
He wore high-quality clothes comparable to those of aristocracy.
Luciano wasnât a commoner, so he didnât have to be wary of what he did to Cale.
Come to think of it, Cale knows he has such an attitude, but heâs shameless.
âThat little boyâ¦.â
âAnd watch your words. Luci is not the kind of person to be treated like a kid.â
Luciano is definitely a royal.
Luciano was being courteous because Cale was passing by.
It wouldnât be good for Cale if Lucianoâs judgment were twisted and he revealed his identity then asserting the imperial familyâs authority.
Half of it was a warning to Cale.
For the other half, I said it because I was also annoyed by how he called a little boy.
Lucianoâs gaze stung me in the cheek.
Cale burst out laughing and smirking.
âIâve become hilarious.â
He was amazed and bewildered, so he didnât know what to do.
âAesvin.â
I turned at Lucianoâs call.
I was sorry to see his calm expression.
I was going to do something that would make Luciano happy, but I didnât know why the situation turned out like this.
Nothing ever worked out easily for me.
âYeah.â
Lucianoâs hand slipped over my hand which was resting on the floor.
âYou knew I was depressed, didnât you? Thank you for your consideration.â
However, it wasnât like that if it was this person.
There was a gentle rejection in the friendly greeting.
Lucianoâs antipathy towards Cale was strong.
I thought about it for a while and gave up today.
âIâm sorry. I shouldnât have stepped out.â
Maybe I would find a way to persuade him later.
It wasnât now anyway.
âNo, Iâm glad you care. But Iâll take care of this.â
As I retreated, a relieved smile crept across Lucianoâs lips.
It seemed that he didnât like Cale very much.
And Cale who had seen all of these situations was bound to be even more distorted.
I could feel the increasingly crooked gaze.
âShall we go back?â
I nodded at Lucianoâs suggestion.
He got up first, then reached out his hand to me; I took that hand and got up.
Billy approached and packed the picnic cloth that had been laid on the floor.
I couldnât just leave, so I said to Cale.
âItâs unfortunate but I didnât have anything to say todayâ¦.â
âOkay, Iâll do it.â
Caleâs expression was getting stiff as I continued and he spat out.
I didnât get it right away.
âYouâre going to do what?â
âIâll teach that kid.â
Caleâs grumpy eyes were blazing.
It seemed that his pride had been triggered.
He seemed to believe if he became a teacher, he would be able to roll Luciano on his ownâ¦.
âI donât know if itâs good or bad.â
I carefully checked Lucianoâs countenance.
He snorted as if he had heard something ridiculous.
âWho wants to learn from you? Iâm not interested, so please go. Aesvin, letâs go.â
As soon as Luciano opened the carriage door, Cale opened his mouth.
âAre you running away?â
It was quite an aggressive attitude.
Luciano paused and gave Cale a cold look.
âWhoâs running away?â
Thatâs right, Luciano canât stand hearing something like that.
âIâm telling you Iâll teach you, but youâre avoiding it.â
âI have to be able to trust your skills.â
âIâll prove it, so come on.â
Cale suggested.
Luciano looked at Cale with an unkind look.
âYouâre not doing it?â
âHuh? Of course, I have to do it.â
It was time to sneak up next to Luciano in the strangely flowing atmosphere.
âBring it on! I can subdue a kid like you without moving a single step from this position.â
Luciano opened his eyes sharply at Caleâs provocative remarks.
Despite the intense gaze, Cale smiled leisurely.
He rather said.
âIt would be too much. All right, Iâll use one hand.â
As he said so, he raised his right hand and snapped it.
It was a blatant provocation.
âI donât feel the need to do that.â
Fortunately, Luciano persevered.
He turned away in defiance.
Then Cale grinned.
âIsnât it scary to think of going downhill while ignoring me as a drunkard? Is it because Iâm an adult? Is it because Iâm only going to use one hand?â
It was a remark that looked down on Luciano.
As I said before, Luciano was competitive.
He was also very proud of himself.
Although he lost to Prince Steven a while ago, he also had pride in his swordsmanship.
However, a drunkard who smells like alcohol said he would deal with one hand.
He even asked him if he was avoiding him because he was afraid.
Will Luciano be patient?
Lucianoâs red eyes sank coldly.
But anger was calmly burning in it.
âOkay, Iâll deal with you. Donât regret it if you lose.â
When Luciano accepted the match, a smile crept around Caleâs mouth and disappeared in an instant.
I got you.
It was such a smile.