But looking at Kirsecâs actions, I really wanted to nag everything from one to ten. Heâs a child, so I have to understand. Especially since itâs someone elseâs child, I donât have to worry about it that much, I tried to calm my anger. However, I couldnât help but burst into anger as I kept watching closely the unbearable bastard that popped out every once in a while.
Even so, will he understand a little bit when I said this? But Kirsecâs answer was absurd.
âThen you can talk casually too. You can do the same.â
Could I do that? If it was that easy, would I have endured all this time? In an instant, I was annoyed.
This time, I controlled my rising anger. The opponent is a kid. Heâs an idiot who only knows how to get rid of everything. Still, feeling bad is still feeling bad. So I bluntly responded.
âThen I can really speak casually.â
âYes. I told you to speak casually.â
Kirsecâs answer was straightforward. I sip the tea as if nothing happened. It seemed that the desire not to speak respectfully to me was stronger than the desire to hear negative comments.
âReally?â
I didnât know how serious that truth was, so I secretly tried to speak casually.
âYes, so. Make yourself comfortable.â
Perhaps deep inside, Kirsec did not get angry. The type who gets angry for ignoring him wouldnât be able to forgive even a casual talk, so why did he not?
I donât know what other people are saying, but this guy is a really difficult guy. I glanced at Mrs. Serylâs eyes. She didnât seem to care about the situation. Hey, I donât know anymore.
âGreat. Then Iâll speak casually too.â
âGod.â
I felt a sense of emptiness at his attitude of saying such a thing calmly. So, I also talked to Kirsec comfortably.
The first day I spoke casually, I was nervous. In fact, I was worried even when I got home. I was worried that the Grand Duke who had been told our story would summon me and scold me. I was afraid that the Grand Duke would pour out his anger while not knowing how cute he was. Because of our different status, what I did was an action that could be punished.
But what was the Grand Duke thinking, there was no mention that I was talking casually during the next tea time. He didnât even call me.
The Grand Duke promised to take care of Kirsec after my direct statement. It doesnât seem like such a grand duke would receive our stories, does it mean that the childrenâs affairs are passed on to the children to solve themself? Unless the Grand Duke condones it and Kirsec doesnât care. After that, I became bold and used casual talk to Kirsec.
I didnât realize it, but there was a big difference between casual-talk and respectful talk. Speaking casual words make my fear of Kirsec much lighter.
I mean, maybe this little guy has gotten a little more comfier? It felt like I was with an annoying neighbor kid, rather than my superior like it used to. Maybe itâs because Kirsec hasnât been upset lately. Anyway, thanks to Kirsec, I managed to get tea time well spent, as long as he doesnât ask for a hit.
It was a while ago when I made that kind of evaluation. There was always a small reason for the problem to grow.
âTodayâs dessert was very sweet, so I decided to make the tea darker. Is it okay to drink? Did I use too much?â
Seeing me drinking tea, Mrs. Seryl asked me kindly. She seemed to be worried that the young me might not be able to drink the peppermint that was my first. By the way, Mrs. Seryl usually spoke casually while talking with me, but she was careful about what she said in front of Kirsec.
âItâs fine. Anything that Mrs. Seryl gives is delicious.â
Mrs. Serylâs voice was mixed with cuteness. I really liked her because she was always nice and thanked me. It would be great if I could sit down with Mrs. Seryl and not Kirsec and have tea time. As if reading my thoughts, Mrs. Seryl smiled benevolently.
âIâm glad you think so. Then I will bring you something more delicious.â
âWow! I look forward to it!â
âI will be away for a while.â
As I cheered, Mrs. Seryl, who pardoned herself to Kirsec, left. In the meantime, Kirsecâs cheeks were so puffy that it couldnât swell any more. Kirsecâs fork, which he was holding tight, whether he was holding back what he wanted to scream, trembled.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âWho the hell are you here for tea time with?â
âWith you.â
I donât really want it, but your father made me come here. Thanks to you, Iâm coming back here to you all the time.
Of course, saying this out loud would cause a stir, so I didnât say it out of my mouth.
âDo you know that?â
What does he want to say?
âWhat am I?â
Kirsec stared at me. Seeing how he couldnât beat his anger, I felt like he was going to explode today. What should I do with that dirty temperament?
âYou reallyâ¦â
I canât understand Kirsec, who is always so angry every time. Just when I was about to ask what was so wrong every day, Mrs. Seryl came in. My head turned back to the familiar scent emanating from the thing in her hand.
Thatâs that, isnât it?
I asked Mrs. Seryl with twinkling eyes. I couldnât be more happy when she puts it in front of me with a smile on her face as Mrs. Seryl responds to me.
Just as I was about to start cheering after confirming its identity, Kirsec shouted faster than I did.
âAAH!â
My heart, which had been colored with happiness, quickly subsided. A vicious energy overflowed from Kirsec, who stood up. When Mrs. Seryl saw Kirsecâs eyes, my eyes flew wildly as well.
âWhy are you annoying me!â
Itâs time for Kirsecâs fit to come back after a long time.
But no matter how I look at it, now was not the time for him to be angry. All Mrs. Seryl did was put a walnut pie in front of me that exuded a savory and sweet scent. Mrs. Seryl, who knows that I like walnut pie, prepared it for me. Why should he be so annoyed?