Became the Hated Illegitimate Son of the Duke in Romance Fantasy

45 – Episode 45

“Eric. Before I received the letter, you and I were friends, but now we have become siblings.”

Xenia’s eyes seemed to have a bit of taste.

“Still, there is one good thing, at least Eric won’t have to leave our house.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“After you got hurt this time, I couldn’t see you for several days, and I realized something while feeling nervous.

Eric should be at the mansion, and that’s where I’m staying.”

Xenia smiles slightly.

“It’s okay, I know your mother hates you, but what can I do?

It’s too dangerous outside. Let’s live together in the mansion for the rest of our lives.”

Xenia didn’t pay attention to my gaze or her expression, she was immersed in her own world.

Her words slowly start to change into her own muttering rather than a conversation, and the more she listens to the content, the more bizarre it becomes.

To the point where just hearing the word at first gives you a little goosebumps.

“Why don’t you just marry me?

The bloodlines are only half-mixed, and just in case, maybe not.

So maybe, maybe you won’t have a protruding chin like the royal family in the east.

If you don’t like a chin, you can bring another girl.

It’s enough to just live a normal life in a safe place and die of old age.”

The more you listen, the stronger the sense of distance.

If I hadn’t had money and a proper title, would I have responded to all of Xenia’s nonsense and acted that way in real life?

Red, lively lips that look more like fruit color than blood.

Is it because of the light from the light, or is it because of her confidence that comes out confident in her thoughts?

An alluring body that other men will never be able to deny.

However, no matter how beautiful this appearance is in front of me, there is nothing other than a sense of rejection in the sound I hear.

“… Xenia.”

“Maybe I’m just thinking about myself. But I don’t want you to die.

So isn’t this a good thing? And if you marry me, you could become a duke.

hahahaha, her mother might grab her by the neck and fall down, but father… “

She covered Xenia’s mouth with her right hand.

Then, looking down at her and muttering, I raised her face with her left hand and made eye contact with her and mine.

“Xenia, I want to nag you.”

“Uh.. Eric..?”

He starts talking with a slightly stiff face.

“I told you. If you have something you want to say, don’t mumble like you used to and tell me straight.”

Speaks a bit harshly, then speaks in a slightly warm tone at the end, just like in the past.

It’s been a while, since I’ve never been like this since I entered the academy.

Then he relaxed his expression and said as if it was a joke.

“I used to say something like this often in the past. You miss something, don’t you?”

At that word, tears began to flow from my eyes.

“Uh .. Uh ..

I was mistaken for a moment at the appearance.

A kid with a big body said something plausible because he heard it somewhere.

Xenia was still a child.

Her mouth is covered so she can’t say anything and she starts whining and crying like a child.

The knowledge in her head is written by adults or by something she doesn’t want to look like a child.

But starting from what she does, her way of thinking is exactly the same as that of a kid back in the day, so what must have changed?

Xenia just fooled me like she used to.

No matter what bad thing happened to her, she would tell me about it and she would comfort me or solve it.

That was the reason for bringing me to the mansion in the first place, and that was the whole value of my existence.

Is it still like that?

Or is it that the inertia of that time still remains?

Perhaps the reason I fell into this world was because Xenia was everything.

In that case, I feel a bit miserable.

Even if I ask myself, the answer does not come back.

Because I didn’t even say it out of my mouth, no answer came back from others.

And talking about marriage.

She told me to stay at the mansion, so you can bring another girl.

Aren’t they possessive enough to be seen as a child?

It’s not common forbidden love, it’s just that you think I’m yours.

“Huh buh bh…Eric, don’t go.”

Now, to some extent, the crying has stopped, and I am starting to breathe a little.

The reason Xenia thinks of me specially is.

Because it was a toy that would make you feel better and solve your worries just by talking, by chance, and by taking a walk together.

After she came to the academy, her functions became somewhat weak, so I was working hard to fix them.

Then, what should I do?

The world’s most cherished toy threw itself in front of a bullet to save the prince’s life.

From Xenia’s point of view, it must be really crazy and jumping up and down.

“I am not going anywhere, I am not dead.

There are no scars left. Don’t overreact.”

“But, did you really think you were going to die?

They said they were cursed and didn’t even let them in..! I missed you!”

Xenia whimpers, then she cries again and sneezes at her, she reluctantly cries again and she tells the story.

No one came out of her room, as if everyone had worked hard to soundproof it with magic, but I took Xenia into the room once because of her pressure.

“First, sit on the bed, or sit on that chair.

The chair that looks comfortable is mine, so don’t sit down.”

At those words, Xenia sits on my sofa while whimpering while wiping her tears with her hands.

To be honest, I was reluctant, but what would I say to a crying child?

Since she doesn’t have a drawer to put the tea leaves in like Misty did, or a nice-looking teapot or cup, she pulls out a suitable mug.

She then put a filter paper over it and sprinkled some ground coffee grounds on it before she started pouring the coffee.

I’m afraid that if I just drink it, I won’t be able to drink it because of the bitter taste, so I mix it with lukewarm water and give it to Xenia.

“… It’s tasteless, hehehe…”

“I’ll give you nothing but that.”

“You don’t even have milk..?”

“Oh, since there is none, just drink it.

The water is lukewarm, and there is nothing but boiling water. I’d rather just drink coffee.”

“… I mean write..”

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I thought Xenia was all grown up. She

She thought and acted normally.

And after talking a little, she realized right away.

She was always with me until she came to the academy.

Although my knowledge has increased, I have never met anyone my age except for me.

In a way, wouldn’t it be different from a kindergartener?

And she….

“Xenia, if I’m that worried….”

It blurs the back talk.

At least not yet.

I need something, something different.

Is the crown prince like that?

The duke is no different from a machine that is just running a manor without any will to do anything.

So Breslau may have had all the human heads blown off.

It looked good enough to be touched and eaten.

Perhaps, that was only possible because he took Xenia first and locked him up.

The duke I looked at, and looked at, didn’t pay any attention to the things around me – even the duchess – but when it came to her daughter, she was a human being who could give her everything.

I don’t want to get entangled in the aristocratic family.

I wish I could stay in a decent corner of the country, smoke cigarettes all day long, drink and giggle, and then have a short life.

And when I die, it would be nice if Belita would put up a silent prayer next to me.

But here and there, they try to entangle me somehow.

The prince wants to use me as a puppet, and Xenia wants to stuff me like a cherished teddy bear and hang me in her mansion.

Then what should I do?

At least, even if the emperor came, I would go up to a position where he would not be able to touch me, for example, as a duke.

Or maybe we should hide somewhere. Even if you hide, can you stay undetected?

Xenia asks again if I thought she didn’t hear me when I blurted out her words.

“If you’re worried, then what?”

“Nothing.”

Being confused, he takes out a piece of tobacco from his pocket and puts it in his mouth.

As the fire was lit, smoke spread everywhere and Xenia frowned.

I mean, I want you to leave this room halfway, but there’s no way you’ll understand.

Instead of leaving my room, I bring up a story that would have moved me if I had told it when we first met.

“I think it’s a bit late to tell you now, but I’m glad Eric is safe.

I thought I was going crazy when I heard that you were hurt and that you might die.

It was nice to meet you after a long time, and I cried because I was happy that you could live a normal life.”

Sniff.

After sniffing her nose once, Xenia stared at the coffee that she said was not good, and then said without looking at me.

“Sorry, just me. I want to act like an adult.

I don’t know, yet. If you seem to hate me, you just get sad.”

“……Really?”

“Yes.”

I gently stroked Xenia’s hair.

Does she like it when she doesn’t clean her hands?

After stroking her for a while, she lay down on the bed feeling a little tired.

Thanks to that, the ashes fall on the blanket.

I have to clean it up, but it was annoying.

“What should I do with you?”

Xenia muttered quietly, as if she thought I couldn’t hear her.

She pretends not to hear and she just looks at her ceiling.

I had a hunch that something would change.

Xenia’s attitude towards me, whatever, whatever.