Chapter 12
12
Chapter 3. Because She's Cute (2)
Several days passed.
Ian and Leon didn't come again.
'Well, I guess 7-year-old boys wouldn't come to play with a 3-year-old girl.'
I also liked Mina, but when I was young, I wanted to play with my friends more than my Younger sister.
I thought I was going to make friends, but it's a shame.
I was going to tell them not to become knights and be my friends, but the twins didn't give me a chance to say it.
'It's not like I'm a public corporation, and I can't guarantee job security.'
Why are they trying to become knights?
In the beginning, they seemed to dislike Lloyd's coercion, but later, they talked as if they wanted to do it themselves.
'No, is it a large company? Can a Duke's family be considered a large company?'
Lloyd, whom I meet during my daily walk in the garden, boasted that the twins had become more active in their training since they met me.
Do they not want to, or do they want to...?
What's the reason they want to...?
"Adreun…. Well, I don't know…"
"...Shana? What did you say?"
Maria tilted her head and asked as I muttered to myself.
"Huuuuh..."
The psychology of young children...
"Ani…. Amugeotto anya…."
"Are you hungry?"
"Do you think I'm a glutton?"
How long has it been since I ate? But at the same time, my stomach rumbled.
I paused for a moment and said.
"Aniya. It's mealtime."
"That's right, it's mealtime. It's natural to be hungry."
A young body was often hungry. It's so inefficient.
'Is it because it's hard to move my body?'
I felt like my body needed to grow more so that I could develop the muscles and skills needed to move. It was still too short and weak to control my strength and had to use all of it.
Eat a lot, sleep a lot, and poop a lot.
That's the duty of a child. I'm 3 years old, so I'm a child. Not a baby!
My day was extremely simple.
I wake up in the morning, eat, and read fairy tales with Ella while digesting. I scribble on paper or play with blocks. I still can't use my finger muscles delicately, so I need a lot of practice.
"Shana…. You're really good at talking..."
Screech!
The hand holding the pencil stretched out against my will.
I tried to hold it with my index finger and thumb like an adult, but my fingers didn't listen to me, so I had to clench it like a fist. And straight.
Screech!
"It's artistic line drawing. It's wonderful, Shana."
"Your strength is also excellent. Such strong power that you can tear the paper...!"
"......"
Maria and Ella clapped, impressed. Don't be genuinely impressed... Just be sarcastic...
'Is this praise torture instead of praise education?'
Praise is not pleasant, but shameful...
And around noon, I eat lunch and go for a walk in the garden with Maria. Time flies by as I walk around the mansion for about an hour and greet people.
I take a clean bath and take a nap, then eat dinner.
I move, talk, play, and sleep diligently.
'Animalistically fulfilling days...'
Perhaps because my life has become regular and simple, my thoughts have also become simple, and I spend my days without serious worries, which is very satisfying mentally.
Moreover, everything was fulfilled so that I could only focus on eating, sleeping, and learning. A rich environment is truly amazing.
It's not like I wasn't happy before.
After my Younger sister Mina was born, Mother started to get sick, so we had to go from one person's care to another.
Most people treated us kindly, but the unfamiliar environment itself made people feel intimidated. Still, Dad always loved us and did his best, so it was bearable.
If Mina wasn't cute, wouldn't I have become quite twisted?
'I wanted twin younger brothers.'
I wanted to get close to them because they had personalities that would be fun to tease, but it was a shame. I only had a Younger sister….
"Shana, eat!"
Ella smiled brightly and pushed the tray in. It smelled delicious.
"Kya!"
"Are you that happy?"
"Joa! I'm hungry!"
"Our Shana doesn't have any food preferences and eats everything well, so it's so nice to see. My son is stubborn and refuses to eat, so it's hard..."
Bailey said.
"Meogeoya! Himnaeji!"
I need to eat to have strength! It's hard to have a body without muscles! I need to eat well and exercise to get muscles.
In front of me were soup at a temperature suitable for a child to eat, soft bread, meat without seasoning, and fruit.
Ella picked up a fork, but I confidently refused.
"Naega hakke!"
"Shana…. You're independent…. You're brave..."
I didn't hear it. I can't hear it.
I picked up a small child's fork. It's not chopsticks, so that's something. I can just grab and stab with it.
'Chopsticks are good for brain development...'
That's why Korean people are said to be smart. It's also good for developing fine motor skills... I stabbed the meat and brought it to my mouth while thinking useless thoughts.
"Shana, you're awesome!"
"I love Shana who eats so well!"
I can't hear you, I didn't hear you...
But I could tell without looking in the mirror that my cheeks were flushed red. Please, can't you just be quiet when I'm eating? I feel like I'm going to choke...
It was when I was chewing on the meat, receiving Maria, Ella, and Bailey's sincere cheers.
I think I'd be happier if I sprinkled some salt...
Children's food is not seasoned, so it's too bland. Aren't you just trying to win with the natural taste of the ingredients?
'Pepper…. Salt…. I miss it….'
I wouldn't even ask for mala soup, just give me salt... When will I be able to eat seasoned food?
The reason why my height, which was growing rapidly, stopped is because unseasoned food is not tasty.
I savored the excessively healthy taste and swallowed the prepared meal almost forcibly.
"What a noisy mealtime."
Ella and Maria jumped up and blocked my path.
Unlike their usual grinning faces and relaxed attitude, their quick movements surprised me. They looked like trained agents.
Anyway, this voice is.
"It's been a while. You've grown a lot."
"Blonde brat!"
"......"
Oops. Did I say that out loud?
"Who…. Who are you calling…."
"Your Highness, calm down."
"Dad!"
Ella and Maria changed their attitude and came behind me when my father appeared with the blonde brat Raven.
What, they were like real bodyguards.
"Shana, have you finished eating?"
"Eung! Da meogeosseo!"
I showed off the clean bowl as if boasting.
I, Shana Perry Wentworth.
I'm a 3-year-old who doesn't have any food preferences.
I can eat all the vegetables too.
Actually, the taste is similar for both unseasoned meat and vegetables, so that's why.
"Good job, admirable, Shana."
"Hehe."
My father's large hand gently stroked my head.
This much is nothing. I couldn't hide my puffed-up shoulders. Seeing that I was proud of just this, I've really become an adult, no, a child.
"But Shana, it seems you remember Raven?"
"Eung! Dangyeonaji! Nal guhaejwotjana!"
"...Shana was just a newborn baby at that time..."
Uh.
I was surprised and looked up at my father, and he was looking at me with strange eyes. It was hard to read his expression because his face was darkened by the backlight.
"I knew she was smart, but."
"...Ha, haha..."
I stammered, unable to find an answer.
If you think about it, it's strange. People don't usually think that a baby will understand everything adults say, or remember everything...
Oh, what should I do?
Am I screwed?
"How long are you going to leave me neglected, Duke?"
"Oh dear. I'm sorry, I just forgot."
My father said with a smile, but it was obvious that he wasn't sorry at all. Raven didn't seem to care much either and said.
"If you're sorry, please excuse the adults."
"......"
"The children will play together."
Is it just my eyes? My father and Raven's smiling faces look similar.
My father shook his head and sighed. Feeling uneasy for no reason, I quickly grabbed my father's sleeve.
"Shana? Don't you want to play with His Highness?"
"A, aniii…."
That's not it.
"Gieokago inneun geo…."
"Ah."
My father seemed to realize the cause of my anxiety and widened his eyes slightly. Then he stroked my head and said.
"My daughter is much more special than I thought."
"U…. Jaesonghaeyeo…."
"You don't have to apologize for something you didn't do wrong, Shana. What surprised Dad was that Shana..."
My father paused for a moment.
"I was worried you might remember unnecessary things."
Ah.
Being kidnapped?
'I don't remember before I opened my eyes in the snowfield, so that's okay.'
How do I say this?
"Duke, have you really forgotten about me?"
"Aha."
"......"
"I only have eyes for my daughter. I'm sorry."
"......"
Aren't you being too honest, Father...?
***
Raven and I were now out in the garden.
'Even though they said the children would play together.'
Ella and Maria were visible, keeping a certain distance. The guards Raven brought were probably with them as well.
'He's grown up well, I wonder whose son he is.'
He's still handsome as ever...
I stared at Raven, who was standing straight with his back straight. His neat hair, luxurious clothes, and upright expression made him look more mature.
A prince is a prince.
"What should we play?"
"Me with you?"
"You said you wanted to play with me. Isn't that why you came?"
"No."
I tilted my head.
"Then why did you come?"
"To check if what I picked up is growing well."
"......"
"Fortunately, it seems to be growing well... Has your healing ability been discovered? The Duke is overprotective, so it must have been discovered."
"...Neo moya…."
"Not 'neo'. I told you my name, didn't I?"
I suspected that Raven might be having a second life like me.
"Ah, I don't know."
"It's been discovered that you remember? You called me a blonde brat. You're a blonde brat even more than me."
"...Hmph."
I pouted and shook my feet in the air.
I was feeling restless because I was worried that my father would think I was strange, so I was venting my anger on Raven for no reason.
Even though it was clearly my mistake to call him a 'blonde brat'.
My father stroked my head, but...
What if he's thinking I'm strange inside?
Ah, I don't like anything. I jumped off the bench.
Boop!
"Hey, where are you going?"
"I'm not 'hey'!"
"You didn't tell me your name."
I headed into the garden, making boop boop sounds. Raven followed me, smiling slowly.
Boop boop boop boop.
No matter how much I hurried, I couldn't shake off Raven, who was walking leisurely. This damn difference in leg length.
'To think I'm just venting my anger on an elementary schooler, I'm so pathetic...'
I'm at the peak of self-loathing right now.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"Not 'hey'!"
"Then what is it? I'll call you if you tell me your name."
"Don't follow me! Who told you to…. Uh?"
My eyes widened.
It's a puppy.
