Chapter 32.2

“Well, if I can’t, then it can’t be helped. Let’s just go.”

As I took a big step forward while holding his hand, I was pulled back again because he didn’t move.

“What are you doing? Let’s go.”

I asked, puzzled. Mikael sighed deeply and stared at me for a few seconds.

“What’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable with something?”

“No. I’m thinking about something for a moment.”

“Right now? Do you have to? In this place?”

“Ah. It’s difficult.”

He frowned slightly.

“What is?”

“Life.”

“Right? Life is a real headache.”

I didn’t know why he was saying this all of a sudden, but I nodded in sympathy. Mikael sighed again, but fortunately, he covered his face properly as I had told him.

***

How far my world has grown. Dear heavens, does this make sense?

I tried to put on airs and hold my head in place, looking straight forward. Not knowing I was embarrassed, I somehow kept my mouth shut as expressions of admiration kept trying to come out.

However, uncharacteristic of an aristocrat, I couldn’t stop my eyes from rolling around everywhere. It wasn’t for nothing that this was the capital.

Above all, it was the most beautiful and useful integration of magic. In the distance, I could see the imperial palace floating in the highest place.

People dressed in all kinds of clothes were busily walking over the dizzyingly elaborate arched bridge.

In the fountain next to it, a turtle made from brass was puffing out colorful soap bubbles. A sheet of paper folded into the shape of a bird casually passed between people.

Both the ground and the walls, there was no ordinary place. Could there be such wonderful and perfect disorientation and clutter?

I glanced sideways at Mikael while walking and looking around among the crowd. But the other person’s eyes turned to me at the same time. His eyes folded as if he had been waiting.

Tsk. I was going to look at that amazing face for a bit, but he looked at me right away. I couldn’t take a peek.

The two of us were dressed very simply and comfortably. Both he and Celina had overly noticeable faces, but there were so many other miscellaneous things here that, while wearing capes, we didn’t get people’s attention that much.

“Do you have invisible eyes on your temples?”

Mikael opened his eyes wide at my taciturn question, and then smiled softly.

“Wow. How did you know?”

“You also know how to take a joke. When did that stiff little boy grow up?”

I laughed. As the affectionate personality the protagonist showed in the work grew and socialization progressed, it was just a very well-built mask. He was very good at controlling the image he gave.

“Are you treating me like a child?”

He spoke in a sullen tone of voice.

“I’m not treating you like a child. You’re definitely younger than me.”

I made unexpected eye contact with a child that had been staring at Celina for a while.

The child, who looked like he was about five or six years old at best, flinched and quickly hid behind his mother’s legs. Then, he peeped through the gap.

“It’s been a while since I became an adult. And age is nothing.”

Mikael blocked my sight.

“Age is nothing?”

“Of course, it’s nothing.”

“Whatever you think, I’m not sure about that.”

I shrugged.

“No. Why are you not sure? Think about it. Celina has seen Master too, so you know it well.”

He spoke persuasively and made eye contact with me. His long, abundant eyelashes were fluttering right in front of me.

“My father is a very special case.”

I pointed to my eyes.

“My eyes are purple. Unlike me, my father’s eyes are golden for a very special reason.”

“No. Even if it wasn’t for that great stone, generally―”

I turned my head to the left. I did so because I started laughing.

“… You’re making fun of me now.”

He belatedly realized the situation and stood straight.

“Yeah. Of course, age doesn’t matter.”

If age mattered, Elijah couldn’t be his target character in the first place. All you needed in this world was beauty, nothing else.

I poked Mikael in the arm and prompted him to walk.

“Let’s go quickly.”

“You’re too much. I was really surprised.”

“You were?”

“Yes, I was.”

While he was grumbling cutely beside me, I met a young woman’s eyes. The small woman clearly pointed her finger at me.

I could see her mouth opening up and saying, “You!”

“Hey. We’re screwed.”

“What?”

“Run, quickly.”

Why, why! Why did it have to be someone from the grand duke’s family? A light-green bobbed hair that made one’s blood pressure rise just from looking at it!

I grabbed Mikael’s arm and dragged him into the nearest alley.

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