Became the Hated Illegitimate Son of the Duke in Romance Fantasy

44 – Chapter 44

Anything, anything.

I go back to my room along the hallway while chewing on that word.

As she walked up the stairs to the 16th floor and was organizing her thoughts, she saw Xenia at the end of her hallway with only her face peeking out slightly.

She seems to have met her eyes, but she runs away in an instant, so I’m filled with a bit of an absurd feeling before I even have time to talk to her.

She returns to her room, has a rough wash, and sits down on the expensive sofa.

She was pretty fluffy whether it was worth the price or whether she was made by skilled artisans.

At the moment, I took off my clothes and took a shower because I felt slightly uncomfortable.

Then she didn’t even bother to dress again, so she put on the bottoms, and then the tops were just wearing the school uniform without a shirt.

I wonder if silk was used for the fabric, or if it’s because of some kind of magic.

It’s nice that it looks neat from the outside.

In the end, Xenia wondered what she wanted to do with me.

I wonder if she hasn’t changed much since the days when she thought she wouldn’t be noticed if she stuck her head out in front of my door and looked at me.

I’ve come a long way for that.

Me too.

Once upon a time, when the Duchess was first brought to the mansion, that frail Duchess just slapped me on the cheek and her body flew away.

But even if she was right now, only that human hand would hurt.

Xenia, who was just sunny, she grew up to grow up, even if she looks a little clumsy in my eyes.

She grows up as she gets older, and when she was young, she was just cute, but she has blossomed into a woman with a full-fledged face.

And then she turned into a bit of a tired person.

The world is tired.

The crown prince gives me a useless position, and Misty says she likes me and tries to steal her lips, but Xenia suddenly avoids me again.

“What are you saying to me?”

No one was listening, but he spat it out into the air.

The last time I smoked it, I cut off a leaf and put it on the cigar, and I light it.

Then she held the lighted part up to her nose to keep out the daisy and sniffed the incense.

There were times when I wondered if the smell of burning plants was all there was to it, but I couldn’t stop at the feeling of my hair loosening slightly.

Maybe the brain cells are screaming and dying.

Then a strange laugh came out.

“Oh.”

She laughed and shuddered and the ashes dripped onto her clothes.

Perhaps it had reached the end of its lifespan, the school uniform was slightly scorched.

It seemed difficult to understand unless you went up close and checked it with your own eyes.

I can’t find a good part on the white wall anymore.

It’s been a long time since everything got ragged because of the tar.

I wonder if my speed has changed like that.

Maybe it’s because I feel a bit sticky and uncomfortable.

I guess I didn’t even think that our eyes met.

If it was Xenia, that might be the case.

She may look like a grown-up woman on the outside, but on the inside she still looks like a child running around in that mansion.

I’m not sure if it’s just my eyes.

Knock. Knock.

There was a knock knocking on her room.

I peered out of her through the small monoscope on the front door to see who the person standing outside was.

But the person who should be standing is nowhere to be seen.

After looking around for a while, I thought that someone was just playing a joke, so I went back into the room and sat down on the chair.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Then the knock sounded again.

I thought it was a joke this time too, so I ignored it and lit an expensive cigarette I bought with great enthusiasm.

It was money.

I got paid to open several small stores.

Unexpectedly, there is a bank here too, so I thought I would receive a reward with a check or an account, but it was quite heavy when I brought it because he handed me a large bag full of gold coins.

There were many people who looked at me strangely as I walked around the school jingling with a money bag on my back.

Smart smart smart smart.

I can’t hear the sound of knocking on the door and running somewhere.

I gave strength to my slightly annoyed heart and threw the door open.

“Keuk!!”

Then someone is pushed and falls backwards.

“Oh, it hurts.”

It was her short girl, holding a cane much taller than she was.

She screams at me as she rubs her reddened forehead vigorously.

“Why the hell do you open the door so hard?

I knocked on it for a while, but it didn’t open!”

Perhaps it was because he was standing right in front of the door, but he was too short to be seen.

Honestly, it wasn’t without a sense of humor that I couldn’t help but laugh.

The kid in front of her hurts from a bump on the head, but he doesn’t seem to be in a position to care about that.

At first, I was someone I didn’t know.

Why did you come to me?

“Who are you?”

“What, don’t you remember me?”

With those words, I tried to recall her memories.

Hmm, no matter how much I think about it, no one comes to mind.

I wonder if he was the one who followed Xenia.

If that’s the case, you probably won’t remember.

Because I’ve never had a proper conversation, and I’ve only seen him gossip about me.

“Lydia, I made the clothes you are wearing!”

“Ah.”

I finally remembered it.

But I guess I couldn’t remember her face at all, as if the magic of making clothes was more memorable than people.

Certainly, it was an amazing experience to see a suit-like suit made right out of just a few scraps of fabric.

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I thought she was a senior from the Faculty of Magic.

I couldn’t remember the first day because I was completely out of my mind.

“If the clothes you’re wearing are worn out or the magic is scattered and the fabric is about to run out, I’ve come to fix it.”

After saying that, he mumbles something in a low voice, then grumbles that he is in a bad mood.

“…And if you’re taller, make a new one…Something really upsets you.”

At those words, I looked around the clothes.

There were places where stitches protruded slightly, but the clothes were fine, probably because they weren’t worn harshly.

“Your clothes are fine?”

“Yes, the outside looks fine.”

As she said that, she touched the front of her clothes with stitches sticking out with the staff she was holding.

Then the top I was wearing exploded at that moment.

The exploding figure was more splendid than I thought, but….

Suddenly, I became half-naked.

“Look at it, even if you just lightly touch the place where the mana is entangled… Eh.

Uh, um. To? Why aren’t you wearing a shirt underneath!?”

“I just did it because it bothered me.”

“Wait, I’ll make it soon! No, no, I’ll make it!”

I can’t believe I made a mistake like this and just took him away and buried him, no, no!?”

Lydia hurriedly takes a few pieces of cloth from her bosom and makes her own clothes.

What she showed me the other day must have sounded pretentious.

She just holds several pieces of cloth in her left hand, shakes them, and starts chanting, and the clothes are made.

I thought it would take a while for the clothes to be made, so I went into the room, put on a shirt, and came out again.

And Lydia gave me her new school uniform after a few minutes.

She had a slightly frightened face.

“Here it’s done..Yo!”

I put my arm in after receiving the clothes.

Looking at the sleeves, it was a bit short, so the uncomfortable part fit perfectly.

“Since we are still growing up, the academy adjusts our uniforms every three to six months, so next time we go and get them.

Because everything is free! Looking at it, it looks like the sleeves didn’t fit, but you can ask me to fix it later, then come to my classroom and ask.”

I’ve never heard of such a thing.

“Anyway, I’ll go now. I’m checking the fabric right now, and there are places where it’s been burned by something strangely hot. If something like this happens, you can just come and leave it with me.”

Lydia started walking away with her chubby stride.

Then she turns her head to the right and Xenia sticks out her face and looks at me.

This time, her face turned a little red. Did she realize that she had been caught?

Xenia walks slowly with an awkward expression on her face, wanting to show that she is okay. She

She’s like the first time I met her, thinking she was following me secretly.

“Eh..Eric. It’s been a while. Are you okay?

I’ve heard people say that you’re badly hurt.

And I visited the place where you are being treated every day.”

Xenia wiggles her fingers frantically, she says.

“I feel better now, the priest treated me well.

But why did you run away after making eye contact with me earlier?”

When I asked that, she started to answer with a slightly stiff face.

“It’s just nice to meet you after a long time, but what should I say after you get hurt?

I wonder if it was because I thought that I might feel awkward again like the last time, that I might say something strange again.

No, why did I do that… I think I was hiding because I didn’t know what to say just now.

I’m sorry, I just do weird things when I meet you these days….”

In the past, no matter what I said, it seemed to pass naturally, and even when the atmosphere stiffened, I seemed to solve it in an instant.

How did this happen?

After questioning herself, she remembered that she already knew this was going to happen, and that she had told Xenia as well.

“By the way Eric. Your father sent you a letter, and he said he’s adopting you directly instead of just putting your name on it…?”

When Xenia said that, her eyes gave her goose bumps.