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âIâve never even kissed Anastasia on the back of her hand! Youâ¦â¦.!â
My brother looked at Mikhail with a very wronged face.
ââ¦â¦You didnât tell me that.â
âEven so! You shouldnât have touched someone elseâs little sister like that.â
âDamian was the one who told me to be polite thoughâ¦.â
Mikhail also looked at my brother with a wronged face.
As a spectator, I was just amazed.
âTo think that my brother is acting like a child like thatâ¦..â
It was beyond my imagination that my brother would shout loudly, on the contrary, he wasnât someone who would show any signs of embarrassment like that.
Because there were times when I thought that the words calm and polite were made for my brother.
In front of such a rare scene, the first kiss on the back of my hand was nothing.
Iâm still a baby anyway.
âYou know normally, moments like this as a baby, donât count.â
Normally, babies wonât even remember.
Because Mikhail is still young -he was a year younger than my brother, a young
six-year-old. Though it seems that his birthday is in February.- There is a possibility that he would forget about it after a decade or so.
Anyway, the quarrel between Mikhail and my brother didnât last long.
Basically, Iâm saying that both of them donât act like their age.
âYou have to be like my older sister to act like your age.â
Truthfully, it was rather fortunate that they were not childish.
Because I was the least childish one.
Only after being strongly warned by my brother that physical contact was prohibited was Mikhail allowed to come close to me again.
Half-lying down, he made eye contact with me.
âHow fascinating. Itâs so small.â
Mikhail muttered as if I was a new creature he had seen.
âOur youngest, donât touch her carelessly.â
âI said I wonât.â
Mikhail looked at my brother with a tired tone and then turned his head back to me again.
âItâs really small.â
I know very well that Iâm small, so can you stop telling me?
He looked at me, his chin propped up with both hands.
Purple eyes filled with curiosity faced towards me.
So I also looked at Mikhail the same way.
There was something I wanted to know anyway.
Howeverâ¦..
âI donât know. Itâs been piled up for 2,000 years, so of course itâs gonna be harder to remember.â
If I was that impressive, I would have immediately remembered who it was when I felt that âlongingâ feeling in the first place.
I decided to let it go for now.
Because after all, up until now, the important things were always remembered in the right time.
Mikhail continued to observe me, so I turned my head first because I was getting tired.
âWow, you can move your head?â
Of course I can move. Do I look like a doll or a statue or something?
âBaby, can you stand up? Can you move your hands? Look here.â
Then, he poured out a lot of questions.
He came a little closer to me as if crawling, then he looked at my hand, and was amazed again.
âHow can it be so small? Itâs like stuck marshmallows.â
Mikhail looked as if he wanted to touch my hands and cheeks, and finally asked my brother again.
âCanât I touch the lady just this once?â
âNo.â
âI think itâs going to be soft.â
âOur Anastasia is not a clay for playing.â
âI didnât say that. Sheâs just really small, moves around and itâs fascinating. Sheâs not even crying.â
My brother sighed at Mikhailâs words.
âMother worries about that. Our Anastasia is so gentle that she never cries.â
âIs that something to worry about?â
âOf course!â
Despite my brotherâs words, Mikhail just looked puzzled.
I also agreed with his curiosity. Well, you probably donât know me or him or a baby very well.
Mikhail looked at me and opened his mouth as if he was merely amazed at my brotherâs words.
âBut still, except for that she looks like a normal baby. Sheâs small and smallâ¦..â
âWhat?â
My older brother gave Mikhail another dumbfounded look.
âWhy?â
Yeah, whatâs wrong with my brother?
I looked at him with the same question filled eyes as Mikhail.
Then, my brother frowned and opened his mouth seriously.
âHow is our Anastasia a normal baby.â
âThen? What, If she doesnât cry is she sick- umph!â
âWatch your mouth, Mikhail. Itâs not like that.â
My older brother stared at Mikhail and spoke with a confident face.
âOur Anastasia is not an ordinary baby, but a very cute, lovely and angelic baby.â
ââ¦â¦.â
Both Mikhail and I shut our mouths.
Iâm sorry, brother.
I canât take your side right now.
* * *
Mikhail was the only heir to the Grand Duke of Leventis.
Unlike my older brother, who has been appointed as the successor, but has not yet been decided for sure, Mikhail was truly called a âlittle dukeâ.
He is my brotherâs best friend, and he is still young, but is showing outstanding talent in swordsmanship.
Isnât it amazing, Iâve only met him recently but I got to know this much about him.
âOf all things, why do I get this kind of information so fast!â
I still donât even know much about this house yet.
I found out because the maids who didnât talk about the dukeâs house talked about Mikhail occasionally.
Thatâs how often Mikhail visited the dukeâs residence.
Particularly.
âBaby, Iâm here. Have you been playing well?â
My room.
Mikhailâs hair was slightly wet, perhaps because he had washed up after practicing swordsmanship.
His normally calm hair sank further, creating a strange atmosphere.
âAs much as the atmosphere, heâs really not like a six-year-old.â
In a very different way than my brother.
Mikhail Leventis had no parents.
His only family was his grandfather, the current Grand Duke of Leventis.
The Grand Duke was very busy.
For that reason, I did not know until now, but Mikhail said that he stayed in this house for about half of the month.
Under the pretext of studying with my brother.
But lately, not half of the month, but for 20 days he seemed to go in and out of the dukeâs house.
âBaby, why donât you take this and smile today?â
And just like this, when his study time is over, he comes to me and gives me all sorts of things.
âItâs jewelry again.â
From jewelry to weapons, sometimes flowers, and toys to lace and silk.
The gift attack began with a question uttered by Mikhail.
âWhy isnât the baby smiling?â
âOh my, Little Duke. Not everyone can just see our ladyâs smile.â
âThatâs right, thatâs right. You can only see it for a bit after you become very close!â
The maids who saw my smile a couple of months ago proudly answered.
Even though I raised the white flag, I was still a baby with a rare smile.
[âraise the white flag means surrender]
Itâs because Iâm not used to expressing my feelings.
Anyway, since then, Mikhail has brought me things that he thinks are good for me.
My brother and sister also talked proudly to Mikhail for some reason.
âShasha often smiles at Lara! Right, Shasha.â
âAnastasia only smiles at her real brother.â
Mikhail looked slightly sullen at the words.
But he didnât get angry or urge me to laugh quickly.
âHeâs not like a child⦠No, even adults donât show that kind of patience.â
People expect as they please and get angry when things donât go their way.
However, Mikhail silently presented me with gifts whether it was because he did not want to give up or because he thought it was the natural thing to do.
Until today.
âItâs fascinating, butâ¦..â
Do you have a lot of money?
I mean, itâs probably overflowing, but⦠Because itâs the grand dukeâs.
No, even so.
I sighed as I looked at the ruby ââthe size of my palm.
âI mean who brings this as a gift to a baby.â
Of course, I had no intention to receive anything.
âThe little one is sighing?â
Itâs already been a month since I met Mikhail, and he was still looking at me as if I was a strange creature.
In addition, the expression âsmallâ seems to be emphasized more and more.
Yeah, because he keeps on saying Iâm small. Thatâs why I donât want to laugh even more!
âI was already thinking that Iâm growing less, Is it because of him?â
Because he has mana.
[will use mana from now on instead of magic]
Of course, I knew better than anyone that it was pointless to blame that.
Mikhail has mana, but he didnât know how to use magic at all.
âToo bad, with that amount, itâll be quite helpful later.â
Because various cases will happen even before the time of destruction comes.
Well, it wasnât something I cared about for more than eight months now.
If I really need it, I can just gently wake up my mana later after Iâve grown up a little.
âWhat I have to do right now is to get up!â
I didnât say that I didnât grow up for nothing.
At this point, it should be easy to grab something and stand up, or babble more but.
I still made slow progress.
âThis sofa, when will I conquer it?â
Maybe because my sister was late, none of the dukeâs people rushed my steps or babbling progress.
But Iâm on my 100th baby experience!
Is it really okay to be this late?
As I was contemplating, I ignored Mikhail
-he was still banned from physical contact- who was following me from behind on his knees.
His observations werenât just for a day or two, so I didnât mind.
However.
âUhh?â
The moment I tried to stand up while holding onto the sofa.
My body leaned backwards.
Thud, rollâ
âOuchââ
Even though there was a carpet, I felt the pain in my soft buttocks.
Not only that, but my back and my headâ
âAh, baby!â
âKyaa, My Lady!â
I almost fell over, but Mikhail displayed his useleâuseful agility.
I could feel Mikhailâs propped hand on my shoulder.
âIâ¦â¦. I lost my balance?â
It was shocking.
Knowing that my body was growing late, I paid attention to many things.
Because I didnât want my family to look sad after getting hurt even a bit.
âBut, because of the weight of this head. Iâ¦..?â
Shocked by the ridiculous fact, I spaced out, and the maids rushed over and hugged me.
âMy Lady, arenât you in pain?â
âWere you very surprised? You canât even cryââ
Thatâs not it, but of course I was surprised!
Itâs not that Iâm so surprised that I canât even cry!
âItâs just that it was so ridiculousââ
It was a moment I felt wronged.
âI, Iâm sorry. Baby.â
I heard Mikhailâs voice.
He raised his hand carefully as if he had sinned.
Holding the big ruby ââthat he couldnât give me.
âSo itâs you, the culprit of my imbalance!â
I understood the situation right away.
No wonder why my neck felt so heavy the moment I got up!
âItâs because I wanted to give it to you, really. I didnât think youâd fallâ¦..â
That punk put the heavy ruby ââon my hooded cloak, which the maids dressed me in and said it was cute.
I shouted at Mikhail in shame and anger.
âah ae uhâ!â
I hate you! Was what I said.
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