CH 88

“You two must be having a good time.”

While saying those words, Sislin’s rosy red eyes stared at me tenaciously.

Even though Heinrich was right next to me.

“…What’s going on here?”

Heinrich immediately responded to his voice.

“What? I didn’t invite anyone. Why are there so many people…? I don’t think you have any sense.”

It was clearly a voice of ridicule.

“……!”

‘This screwed-up chihuahua, are you still temperamental?’

His appearance, completely not conscious of whether the opponent was the crown prince or not. It was a time when I was admiring that unrestrainedness.

Heinrich took a step forward.

Then he flicked his beautiful silver hair and bowed down gracefully, observing the etiquette.

He said arrogantly, with glaring pride.

“I have heard rumors that you have been appointed to the Crown Prince, Your Highness. I should have visited you earlier…”

‘Wow, did my Heinri grow up? You didn’t merely act like a baby, but you became a person who knows etiquette!’

―As soon as I thought that, Heinrich said with a refreshing smile.

“I just didn’t go. I don’t want to go.”

Oh, he was just trying to rile him up!

“—Heinrich.”

I quickly grabbed his collar and stopped him.

Then I glanced over a little.

Surprisingly, Sislin didn’t care.

It was kind of like, a dog that kept barking next to you, or a mosquito that kept humming next to you; you wouldn’t respond to each and every one of them.

Those were pretty dull eyes.

‘Oh my God, that’s even worse.’

I was mildly shocked.

At that moment, a low voice resounded through his rib cage.

“I heard you were ‘together’ at home last night…”

As if tired, Sislin gently stroked the lower part of his red eyes with his large hand.

“Last night.”

His gaze fell to the floor, then he brought his red eyes up and looked straight at me.

“Did you two sleep?”

‘Am I trash for hearing strange nuances?’

“Yes.”

“……!!!”

I was taken by surprise at Heinrich’s confident answer.

“Why, we slept in the same bed.”

Heinrich curved his lips that were as red as a fruit and smiled mischievously.

‘It’s getting even weirder, Heinrich.’

Sislin looked at me with a low smile.

He stared at my face for a while, chewing and spitting the words out.

“Did you?”

It felt as if my spine were being pierced by that voice.

For some reason, I felt a tingling sensation in my wrist. The wrists tied to him.

The red eyes were reddened. He’s smiling, but why does he look so angry?

“I told you, yes. You bastard.”

Sislin’s gaze was directed to Heinrich straight away. He didn’t ignore it this time.

He stabbed in a low voice.

“Filthy thing.”

“What?!”

‘This has to stop.’

The instinct of nth years of shrimp life came. If I didn’t stop it here, my carapace would burst.

I hurried forward.

“Your Highness the Crown Prince. Did you come to see me?”

“…….”

Fortunately, Sislin’s gaze returned to me.

“Let’s talk.”

“Sister…!”

I said to Heinrich with a calm smile. Like before.

“Heinrich. Go first, I’ll be in soon.”

“…….”

“I’ll make you something delicious. In the evening.”

Heinrich, unable to hide his anguish, showed it on his face, and immediately spoke to Sislin.

“Did you hear that? You can’t eat.”

Then he left the place.

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I straightened my back and looked at Sislin.

‘Get a grip, Annette.’

I lost my ‘wrist freedom’ in the last meeting.

Knowing that he was a man who could make me get swept away if I didn’t come to my senses, I was nervous.

I calmly opened my mouth.

“Why did you come to see me?”

Sislin’s sharp eyes narrowed. He folded his arms tightly. A large hand and a clear vein on a thick forearm caught my eye.

A low voice pierced my ear.

“Don’t you remember?”

“…….”

“The last thing I said previously.”

Then, his low voice came to mind.

“I’ll visit you often, so show me when I come.”

“…….”

“I thought I was going crazy because I missed you.”

With what expression he said those words, the temperature when I heard it, and the smell of the air; I remembered it all.

I spoke calmly without showing any expression.

“It’s difficult, Your Highness.”

“What?”

“Are you going to come every time you miss me? …I have my own life.”

Sislin narrowed his eyes as if it was amusing.

“Not every time.”

“…….”

“I’ve endured it 200 times.”

“……!”

—You held it in that much?

I blinked in surprise, and Sislin took a step closer to me.

“I endured the fact a thousand times. Annette, every minute, every second, it’s impossible to forget you.”

Crazy.

‘You’re an obsessive maniac, really.’

‘Oh God…’

I think this party would really be my doom party.

But if I shake here, I might look like Heinrich from the original. That dreadful thought took hold of my mind.

“Be more patient. Please promise me that.”

“What if I just come?”

Just come…? Right.

‘No, there’s nothing I can do if you just come.’

It was not like I could use a lot of magic to defeat him. I was neither emperor nor king.

However.

The moment I lose my confidence, I will be eaten.

Fights were said to be about momentum.

I wielded the only, but cruel weapon I had to him.

“Then you will be hated again. Forever.”

“…Another threat?”

His dark eyebrows rose.

‘It seems to be working.’

‘I’m in a position to grab some straw and shake it, Sislin.’

“…….”

Sislin looked at me intently, silent for a moment. He said he had come to see me, and that was literally the case.

I could feel his gaze linger on my hair, through my eyelashes, on my nose, on my lips, and down my neck and arms.

His eyes looked like he was searching everywhere.

“…If you’re done, you’d better go now.”

I tried to finish in a hurry, but he cut through the gap and dug in.

“I heard there is a party.”

“……!”

…How far has my doom party been rumored?

“So?”

“It’s a very big party. I heard that Annette will prepare the food herself.”

“…….”

“Food that I can’t eat.”

He squinted, quoting what Heinrich had said earlier.

He seemed terribly jealous.

“You must have invited Heinrich.”

“Yes… Somehow, it  came out, and he directly said that he would come, it’s not by invitation.”

“What if ‘this one’ also goes?”

Sislin pointed at himself shamelessly.

It was amazing.

“Didn’t I come with an appointment?”

“…Uh…”

I hesitated a little. Heinrich and Kyle would be there, and now even Sislin ?

It’s against the principle of not putting eggs and madmen in one basket (which has become my new motto).

‘If all three of you come, what village party is that, God…’

It’s a hell party for crazy people.

He didn’t seem interested in parties at all. I didn’t know why he was suddenly interested.

—It’s nothing but God’s trick.

But there was absolutely no justification to say no.

Heinrich was literally invited, and it was too harsh to not let Sislin come when he wanted to.

And in the back of my mind;

Actually, there was the Sislin who played in water for the first time, and also, the Sislin who blew soap bubbles for the first time.

‘I can’t leave him alone.’

“Okay.”

He had a strangely happy expression.

While I felt strangely cheated.

‘Do the villagers know that the Crown Prince, Marquis, and Grand Duke are coming to this crazy neighborhood party…’

I thought roughly with a cloudy brain (?).

‘Hehe. I don’t know anymore. When handsome people come, everyone will love it!’

“The party is tomorrow. It will be held in the garden and inside <Little Bakery>.”

“I will definitely go.”

Sislin smiled as he promised.

‘You don’t have to come all the way, but…’ 

It felt like he would surely come.

It was when I suddenly had a hell party with crazy people.

I could feel a gaze from afar.

“…….”

It was Heinrich.

Heinrich looked very uncomfortable as the conversation dragged on.

He had his chin clenched.

As I stared at his side, I noticed. When our eyes met, Heinrich moved his mouth.

‘Come quickly, Sister.’

―I could see him mouthing.

‘Looks like my baby is bored.’

Should I go in now?

I had this thought for a while. Without realizing it, I remembered what I had been conscious of all day.

The pattern on my wrist.

It was as if my wrists were getting hot.

“I have one question.”

As the girl opened her mouth, Sislin’s eyes lit up with interest.

What’s the question?

Like a rabbit caught in a trap, the question was asked with anxious eyes.

His red pupils turned towards the slender, white wrists that she was stroking.

There grew the vines and flowers that his heart had planted.

Like poison that penetrates sweetly.

‘Ah… that.’

Sislin’s lips twisted gently.

“The question, ask.”

—He was thrilled even before he heard it.