Chapter 107.2

“If you came alone, you would have arrived sooner, but we were late because of your mother.”

“It’s not because of my mother. It’s because I’m slow.”

My brother, who was shaking his shoulders, finally took a step ahead of us by letting go of our arms, with his hands interlaced at the back of his head.

“Then let’s take a look at the newly planted flowers.”

My brother, who was acting awkwardly, went ahead like that.

“Then shall we take a look? Mom and Cecilia will be walking around this area slowly, so are you watching Bebe?”

“What?”

“Bebe and Mom will take a different amount of time to walk. Cecilia, would you like to walk with her?”

Cecilia, who came to our side before we knew it, took my mother’s hand.

“My Lady, don’t worry about your mom. Go on and play.”

“Oh? No, it’s okay! I can walk with her!”

However, the two had already walked away. Still, I wanted to be with my mom, so I tried to run, but Sylvie in my arms rested his thick paw on my cheek.

“What are you doing?”

It was Sylvie’s voice that I hadn’t heard in a long time.

“Oh, no… I’m trying to follow my mom.”

“You don’t have to come. I’m just behind you.”

“But…”

“You’re not the one to protect me forever. There’s nothing to worry about now that I’m not going to die.”

“Oh! Is your mom okay now?”

“Yeah. How can she not be okay when the priests would come and make a fuss like that?”

Before I knew it, Sylvie, who had put his paw, or foot, on my cheek, began to lick the soles of his feet with his tongue.

“Then… now… Mom…”

“Stop worrying about your mom and worry about yourself.”

“Huh? Why me? What’s wrong with me? Am I sick or something?”

“No. You keep choosing dangerous things, so I’m telling you not to do that. Don’t follow here anywhere. Don’t talk to anyone. Stop thinking and deciding on your own, you know. Your mother looked a little precarious when she collapsed, but it was actually a dangerous thing.”

It was then that I remembered how my powers had erupted when my mother might never be able to open her eyes again.

“Ah… that’s…”

“Your powers…”

“My powers? What’s wrong with my powers?”

“…Don’t use it because it’s strong. In any case, me and… that pony turn to him. You can rely on the Grand Duke.”

No wonder Sylvie didn’t answer my question as if he had something to hide. Instead, he pointed to the bench on the side of the garden with his snout.

“Ah, it’s nice to be out here. Let’s go over there and get some rest. I ate a lot earlier so I’m full.”

“What? Why did you stop talking? Are you hiding something from me?”

“There’s something to hide. Anyway, strong powers have side effects, so don’t be ridiculous.”

I sat on the bench and put Sylvie down.

“You’re right. But Sylvie, I’m scared.”

“What?”

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to protect the person I love. I think I’ll be sad if I can’t, so I just feel comfortable using my powers.”

At that time, Sylvie, who raised his head and made eye contact with me, turned his head around.

“That’s why you’re my subordinate, fool. You’re also important to someone. What do you think they’ll do if you’re wrong? My mother, who you look at every day, and my father, who you don’t like, and my pony-like brother, who’s still plucking flowers here and there and twisting them, and to me; everyone is precious to you.”

“Huh?”

I was at a loss for words at Sylvie’s unexpected words. I had to say something, but I couldn’t.

“As expected, you look the best with that silly expression. That expression really doesn’t suit you, so make up your mind. There are a lot of people who love you. You don’t have to hug everyone like that. You seem to love people here quite a lot.”

“Ah… Sylvie too?”

“Oh, me…? No! Why would I love you! You’re just my subordinate!”

Sylvie hurriedly laid down on my stomach and put his long snout on my lap.

“Don’t think about it. It’s not that I like or hate you…”

He started to complain as if he was bewildered because it was not enough.

Sylvie’s figure was cute, so thanks to Sylvie, somewhere in my heart felt warm and I kept smiling.

‘I wonder if everyone… loves me…’

Lying on my lap, Sylvie’s ears fluttered like flowers in the wind.

At that time, when I felt so good thanks to Sylvie’s words, a black shadow hung in front of me.

I was just looking at Sylvie before I slowly lifted my head to the shadow.

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