The kitchen of the Lombardy mansion was noisy from the dawn.
This was because today is a day for the imdiate family of Lombardy to gather together and have lunch.
My father, who seed to have no ti to breathe because he was busy, was at ho without going to work today.
It was because I couldn’t be late for a family al after a long ti.
In fact, in any case, it was the grandfather’s command to take the ’family-like appearance’ between families as important as Lombardy’s business thrives.
Thanks to this, our family, who skipped breakfast and did a simple trick to soothe her stomach, borrowed the hands of the employees to dress it up.
It seems that other families are hiring people to help with their decorating, but we didn’t feel the need to do that.
Sotis when such an important day ca, it was enough to get help at that ti.
"Our Tia is getting prettier day by day!"
My father smiled and said to in the mirror.
I did not say anything of humility.
It’s pretty even when I see it with my own eyes.
"Dad is so cool too!"
These are not empty words either.
My father, dressed up for a long ti, is so cool that my eyes are rounded.
It is even better to see a family who resembles each other like this.
Probably more so in the eyes of others.
You can see that the maids who helped us to make up our clothes couldn’t take their eyes off my father and with their red faces.
Lombardy sotis looks better than anyone else just by trimming it like this, so do you really need to have a separate employee?
My shoulders shrug.
"Co on, let’s go, Tia."
I walked holding a large hand that tenderly extended toward .
Father’s hands were big and warm.
The weather was very sunny, and the bright sunlight seed to gently lt the interior of the splendid Lombardy mansion.
Everything felt perfect.
Until I arrived at the banquet hall, Eleanor Hall, and opened the door.
"Did you co?"
The butler waiting at the door greeted us politely.
But the place where my gaze went was the other Lombardy people who ca and sat behind it.
Seeing that the top seat was empty, it seed that grandfather had not yet arrived.
Ugh. I don’t want to go in.
Instinctively, I soothed my legs trying to step backward, but I walked to the table as my father led .
As I got closer, I saw their familiar faces.
To be precise, they were all faces that looked twenty years younger than the ones in my mory.
Even though they are all like angels at first glance, they are wearing colorful clothes and beautiful appearances.
I know that the inside is empty or darkly colored.
Viese, who was sitting at the top of the seat, looked at as if he felt my gaze.
Honestly, as Lombardy’s bloodline, as much as my father and the brother, his appearance is not ugly.
However, I really hate the greed that was filled in my eyes that day.
Woowook.
I wasn’t feeling well, so I quickly looked away.
"Co on, Tia is here with other cousins."
The table was divided into adult’s and children’s tables.
It was fortunate for .
I couldn’t seem to get any appetite when I saw Viese or his wife, Seral, who could still feel the gaze looking at this side.
"Tia!"
"Sit here next to us!"
The twins who had co first greeted with chatter as usual.
"Okay. The two will take good care of Tia."
"Do not worry!"
He responds energetically.
My father smiled warmly to see if he was relieved.
"See you soon, Tia."
My father, who said goodbye and kissed my head, soon moved away to the table over there.
In the seats where both pairs were sitting, only my father looked a little lonely alone.
With a small sigh, I turned to sit down.
"Tia will be sitting next to !"
"No! It’s my seat next to !"
The twins were arguing over .
Father, who cares who?
Always good friends and a good way to Gilliu and Mayron often quarrel over my problems.
"Now, two people. Don’t fight."
I’ve been reading all over, but the twins who had already gotten sick didn’t seem to be able to hear my voice.
"It’s my turn this ti!"
"Where is that?"
The voice gets louder and more.
This was when I intervened between the two energetic people because it seed that the attention would really be focused.
"Gilliu. Mayron."
As soone walked into the banquet hall, the twins’ nas were called in a harsh voice.
It was Vestian Schuls, the father of the two.
The smile didn’t disappear from the face that was approaching with a big step, but the atmosphere was unclear.
"What are you doing loudly?"
And Vestian’s gaze approached .
"You are again."
Yes?
Vestian’s attitude is strange.
The attitude is completely different from when I was with Aunt Shananet.
He glances at as if he were seeing a headache, and he even pushes his shoulders out of sight.
It was a light gesture, but my body took a step back due to the power of an adult.
Vestian, who removed from the twins’ side, told the sons.
"Didn’t father tell you that you should be polite at today’s family gatherings?"
"Yes."
"I’m sorry... ... ."
The twins, who beca gloomy as they were scolded, bow their heads.
"Yes, I trust you."
Vestian said that for the last ti and walked to the table over there.
"Haha, sorry. I’m late!"
It was a pleasant voice that I could not imagine the person who looked down at coldly a while ago.
Yes, that’s what I know of Vestian Schults.
As if I had dread for a while, I sat down next to the twins who had quietly returned to their seats.
Of course, the two returned with their usual playful faces, wondering when they were depressed.
I asked them carefully.
"Hey, you know. Did I do anything wrong?"
The twins tilted their heads at my question.
"Just before, Vestian-nim........., Because I think he is a little angry with ."
Only then the two nodded, saying ’Ah’.
Then he noticed his surroundings and answered .
"It’s not that Tia was wrong."
"Because my father originally hated cousins."
"The cousins... Do you hate it?"
It wasn’t easy to understand what I ant.
"Yeah. My father said he hated Lombardy."
Gilliu hesitates and says.
"What do you do if you say that!"
Mayon was frightened and scolded Gilliu.
"But, Tia is okay."
"Yes, but...... ."
"I won’t tell anyone. Don’t worry."
I said to reassure them.
Mayron was relieved as if he had beco more comfortable with my promise.
And whispered in a small voice as if making excuses.
"Father doesn’t like us playing with Tia either."
"Okay? Aunt Shananet knows that?"
Not surprisingly, the twins shook their heads at the sa ti.
"My father said it was only the secrets of the n of the Schults family."
The Schults family n.
Obviously, the twins using Lombardy’s na or the last na were not changed, but it was not appropriate for Vestian, who introduces himself as ’Vestian Lombardy’, of course.
I turned my head and glanced at the table where the adults were sitting around.
’Ha ha ho ho’ laughter was flowing about what kind of joke Vestian made.
However, there is no lie in the words of the twins and the touch that pushed away.
However, the smile of Shananet, who was holding Vestian’s hand and laughing together, did not show any expression.
Shananet, as I know it, she was a person who would rather go neatly than perform such actions.
As in previous life.
But one thing is for sure, that Vestian Schults might not be the kind of carefree son-in-law I was thinking of.
It was then.
A rumbling voice ca from across the large table.
"Hey, half."
Ah. It’s been a long ti again.
When I looked away, I saw Belsach laughing at .
It bursts and seems to have been dying for a while.
Today, my face is full of unfortunate laughter.
I can’t grind the thread for the needle.
Even today, Astalliu, who is sticking to Belsach’s side, also seed to be steadfast.
"Hey, can’t you hear calling?"
When I didn’t answer, Belsach growled in an even harsher voice.
But do people say that the dog is barking?
I focused on breaking bread before als as if I couldn’t hear anything like that.
"That girl is really...."
Belsach, who was getting even more feverish, groaned and looked around.
Then, he took one of the green grapes in front and threw them at .
Tuk.
A green pill that fell on my face rolled over the white tablecloth.
You were still less beaten.
I had no intention of being patient.
I was thinking of paying back the sa.
So, I grabbed the three freshly opened green grapes in one hand.
But before I even threw it, sothing blew up in Belsach’s face.
Squash!
Buttered bread pretended to stick to Belsach’s face, and slowly slipped down.
"Fuha!"
I smiled and looked at the side where the bread had been blown away.
It was Mayron, who still had a knife in his hand that had been buttered.2
"What are you doing with this now? Ugh!"
Belsach, who had peeled the bread from his face, beca angry, but another piece of bread flew away, this ti sticking to the other face.
Needless to say, it was Gilliu’s work.
"Well, what! Why are you two doing that?"
Belsach shouted unfairly as she wiped her greasy face with a napkin.
"You threw the fruit at Tia first, right?"
"So you thought you were playing while throwing food, right?"
As the twins talked, they scornfully sarcastic.
Belsach groaned through the door.
"I played with that lowly one, and both changed! Again, this is why I have to get along with the right person!"
However, the twins listened to the words and rubbed their ears with their fingers.
Belsach disassembled for a while, then said with a bloody smile.
"You two, would you like to see well?"
What is he saying?
It could have been just dismissed as Belsach’s common buzz, but there seed to be sothing.
It was even more of an elated attitude.
Belsach said, looking at and the twins.
"From now on, I have been granted permission from my grandfather to go to the Imperial Palace once a month. With a special request from Her Highness the Empress"
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