âSo, whatâs the big deal about touching my cheek? I donât think itâs something to be so surprised and wary of. Did you get your hands dirty and try to wipe it on my face?â
Even though I said it in a playful way, it didnât seem like it was taken lightly by Kir. His eyes reddened. It looked like the crying that had barely subsided was about to burst again.
âNo. I didnât put anything dirty.â
âThen you can touch me.â
I generously gave him permission, and Kir hardened like a person who heard things that he shouldnât. Seeing how careful he was even breathing, he seemed to be moved.
His fingers, which had hardened like a block of wood, grew tense. And he stroked my cheek like he was touching it naturally. The part that touched my skin became warm. As we shared the warmth, Kirâs hand movements became more comfortable. Slowly, his palm stroked my cheek.
When he started touching it, it felt strange. His small palm felt oddly large. Itâs a nonchalant behavior of a 9-year-old kid, but I suddenly became nervous. An unknown heat seemed to spread across my cheeks.
I wanted to tell him to stop, but the corner of Kirâs mouth went up slightly. I couldnât stop Kir when he had that happy expression as if he was touching something ecstatic.
As if feeling someone elseâs warmth for the first time in his life, he couldnât take his hand off my cheek. I couldnât hide the feelings that something big would happen if he let go of his hand. So I couldnât stop Kir, so I had no choice but to pretend that nothing was wrong.
***
I guess I saved Kirâs energy for no reason. Kirâs resurrection was really quick and amazing.
The day after I said that I would not quit studying with him for a year, Kirâs energy came back to life. As if he had never been so depressed, he returned to the active little boy he used to be. Kir, who overflows with self-confidence and is selfish.
The number of violent acts has decreased significantly, but it has not completely disappeared. Little Kir, who is more riotous as if to release what has been suppressed for a while, is back. Of course, the grace period is only one year, so he has to study. However, he didnât go dry like a person desperately driven to the edge of a cliff like back then.
Still, I have to say his class attitude is much better than when he was doing it alone. And to my surprise, his efficiency went up rather than when he was so obsessed with studying.
Perhaps there were mistakes in the past that he had learned a lot. These days, instead of reducing the amount of studying, he definitely studied.
The result of the experiment was that if you study with pressure, it seems to be less effective even though you are desperate. Besides, this spoiled kid has really taken advantage of his favors again. As if he had never become so strange in the first place, he behaved wildly.
âYou worked hard, so you should be rewarded. I studied hard yesterday and the day before too! We have to play today!â
He used what I said to make it harder to argue. Kir was clever enough to remember that, and would look for opportunities to play in his free time.
The cheery little boy was scary in a different way. Of course, I know that a mentally weak kid like Kir needs to release his stress from time to time, so I played with him as much as he could.
But the kidâs power is amazing. When I played with him, several times I wondered why I ended up struggling. If I had known this was going to happen, I would have just let Kir dig the ground.
I arrived at the Grand Dukeâs residence and got out of the carriage. For some reason, today Kirr came out to meet me with a sparkling mischievous look.
âThe teacher suddenly canât come today.â
âThen donât send the carriage.â
As soon as I arrived, I heard the news that the class was cancelled, so my expression turned grim, but Kir grabbed my hand. This was the behavior that changed after touching my cheek that day.
The guy who used to be careful with everything he touches with his fingers, now touches me very well. It seems like heâs behaving unusually when heâs being told to act like kids, so I didnât particularly stop him, but these days he seems to be particularly attached to me.
âWhy? Where are we going?â
I walked, half dragged by Kirâs quick steps.
âLetâs not study, letâs go play.â
Kirâs face was filled with elation. I sighed, âDo you want to play again?â, but except for the days when he insisted on playing like this, Kir worked hard as well, so I had to put up with it. In fact, there is no day when he doesnât want to study more than the day when he suddenly take a break. Maybe thatâs why I felt like he wanted to stretch out for no reason.
âWhat are you going to play?â
Kirâs smile at me was evil. That moment I hesitated at his full smile. Kir whispered in my ear.
âLetâs run away.â
âWhat?â
He was proposing to separate from Knight Henry, the escort knight.
In fact, this prank was not the first time. A year ago, when he was a perfect idiot who didnât know how difficult the world was, Kir reached the peak of his selfish behavior. At that time, he often separated from the escort knight while we played with each other.