Although I hadnt done anything in particular yet, Aedis began to build an iron wall.

Eve, you need to sleep.

Of course I will. Ill hear your answer.

Thats what I said, but it seems itll be hard to hear today.

I put my hand on the comb Aedis was holding.

In case my fingers touched him, Aedis put the comb down a little hastily.

Thanks to this, the comb was completely in my hands.

Its a bit disappointing to just let it go like this.

Shall I try combing Aedis hair, too?

My view slid along Aedis black hair. His jaw, stiffer than usual, came into view.

Why are you so nervous? Its not like Im going to eat you.

He didnt even respond.

I said in a voice full of regretful feelings.

I thought we felt the same way every time we saw each other, didnt we?

I wrinkled my eyes playfully, but Aedis face hardened even more as if he had seen something he didnt want to see.

Hes going to run away. He cant do that.

I brought the comb to Aediss head to lighten the mood.

Aedis did not avoid my touch.

This was a good thing.

However, the flow after that was not good.

I was going to comb his hair as prettily as Aedis did, but suddenly his hair got weird.

Ah.

Because I had a look of embarrassment on my face, Aedis called my name.

Eve?

Wa,Wait.

I put down the comb and tried to fix it with my hands.

There was no time to admire the soft hair now.

Using both hands, his hair, which had been parted incorrectly in an instant, was messed up as naturally as possible. Then at least it was better than when I combed it.

Ugh, better than when I combed it.

I asked, trying to pretend to be calm and at the same time calculating how likely Aedis would look in a mirror before going to sleep.

So, wont you give me a ring?

Aedis readily responded to me as I rushed to change the topic.

If the wife wants it, Ill have to do it.

Oh, so meek?

Really?

He closed his eyes at my question, which was blatantly mixed with suspicion.

Its not that you dont know. Huh?

What does the wife think of me?

It must have been that he couldnt think of anything to say right away that was why his answer was a beat late.

Still, isnt it a bit sad to just say, alright and move on?

I kissed Aedis cheek very lightly.

I look forward to it.

It was a light expression of affection that could not be considered a greeting.

Obviously I did it, but the sensation was so faint that I wasnt even sure if I was actually touching him.

I think it would be nice if my hand was fluffed or rubbed against his cheek.

However, since my opponent was Aedis, I was quite satisfied with this level, so I stretched my arms and got up.

I thought that the only thing left to do was wash and sleep, but suddenly I remembered the mission I had forgotten.

Oh right. I forgot to inform the knights.

I turned to Aedis.

Aedis, Im going to keep Gilbert out of the castle for the time being. It seems he will come at dawn or in the morning at the earliest, but its obvious who hes going to focus his anger on.

I could see how Gilbert would roll his head.

He was going to try to use Regen because Aedis is by my side and its hard to approach right away.

There is no one in the past, present, or future who will love him as much as Regen, yet he doesnt even know that.

But why was there no answer?

Aedis? You heard me, right?

I called Aedis again.

This time there was no answer.

I didnt even blink.

You dont seem to be breathing.

Aedis? You still need to breathe right?

I cant. This time on the lips

Im done.

I cut off his words.

His ears seemed to have turned red, but he was so wary of his wife, who was not a witch, that I couldnt check it in detail.

Im not really going to eat him

Leaving the husband who was overly wary of his wife, I went down to the first floor and saw Procyon and Thuban, the next guards on duty, preparing to take turns.

Procyon was astonished to see my sleepy eyes.

Your Grace! Havent you slept yet?

I will sleep now. I have a favor to ask of you, is it okay for a moment?

Sure.

Thuban also bowed his head lightly.

I yawned hard and said patiently.

I want Gilbert to stay out of the castle for a while.

Procyon showed a sign of excitement and concern at the same time.

Are you finally going to drive out the first Lord? Of course, as always, we will follow your orders with all our heart, but can we do it on our own?

Sure. I believe in my loyal servant, Sir Procyon.

Without an aura, Gilbert was just a man who handled the sword a little better than the others and was a little stronger.

Procyon was thrilled before I even added the reasoning.

Thank thank you for your trust! Even by holding on to his crotch, I will make sure that the First Lord never enters the castle!

Just grabbing his neck is enough

Yes! Even if I get caught by the neck, I will not give in!

Procyon raised his voice overly ambitiously.

I turned to Thuban. He replied briefly, indicating that he understood.

Understood.

Sir Thuban, where is the loyalty in your voice, so that Her Grace will be relieved.

Said the boy knight who worries me the most.

By the way, Your Grace, does the second Lord know?

I will tell the Lord when the sun rises.

I stared intently at Procyon.

Procyon did not hide his concern for Regen as a knight who became Regens henchman even in

.

Lord Procyon, are you worried about the Lord?

The boy, who didnt look like a knight at all, without a uniform scratched his head.

Um, thats.

..

I have really good older brothers. However, it is purely a coincidence that I was born as the younger brother of the older brothers. Its not because Ive built up virtues in my past life, nor did I put any effort into it. I was just born for no reason, and I was the younger brother of my older brothers. Just like our second Lord.

With the momentum that Procyon will knock down the floor, I sighed.

Of course he was, but it didnt suit him at all.

Sometimes I feel like that. I wondered what would have happened if our second Lord had good brothers like my brothers.

..

Sorry

Thinking it was presumptuous, Procyon bowed his head and looked at his feet.

Maybe its because hes not the heir to the family, Procyon didnt seem to seriously know how to frame his concerns, but I understood what he was worried about.

Procyon seemed to feel guilty for Regen for having a brother like Gilbert.

Im a little sleepy, but I cant help it.

I asked Procyon, giving strength to my heavy eyelids that kept falling down.

Lets talk a little bit more since you have been honest. In the eyes of Sir Procyon, what does Regen look like? Do you just feel sorry for him meeting his older brother the wrong way?

Procyon, who had been seriously listening to me, was suddenly startled.

Hiikk, no way! Who else is so kind, upright and lovely as our Second Lord! Whats more, if you remove the one and only obstacle, the road ahead will be clear! To be honest, I often admire the second Lord!

Instead of asking if the only stumbling block is Gilbert, I asked another question.

Are there times when Regen is respected?

Procyon nodded his head.

He thinks positively about anything. The problem is that even the First Lord thinks so as well, but thats not always right. Perhaps if I had had an older brother like the First Lord, I would have been upset earlier

I wonder what it will be like if Lord Procyon gets upset.

Ugh.

Procyon had a bitter expression as if he didnt even want to imagine.

I smiled and squatted down.

Noticing that I wasnt going back any time soon, Thuban suddenly started looking around.

Following Tuban with his eyes as if looking for something, I murmured unaware.

Well, maybe Regen isnt as soft-hearted as I or Sir think.

For now, it was just speculation.

Had Regen been a person with a normal mentality, he would not have been able to become the main character in the novel.

And more than that, there was one thing that puzzled me.

It was Aedis attitude toward Regen.

Only when Regen went crazy, Aedis unintentionally stunned him, so he might not have helped it.

However, even when Regen regained consciousness afterward and could not control his magical powers, Aedis treated Regen as usual.

He showed no sign of reassuring or comforting him, who must have been very sensitive.

He could only help out with a word about his dream.

Ah, Father, my brother strangled me, is it a dream? I just died, is it all a dream?

Yes, it is a dream.

Hmm, thats all.

It was a voice that wouldnt be called friendly even with empty words.

Of course, he paid a lot of attention to putting magic tools on him, but there was a feeling that it was out of necessity.

Nor did his nanny, Madame Theresa, console Regen on behalf of Aedis.

At the time, I had neither the inclination nor the time to do so.

It was as if Regen had regained stability on his own.