Chapter 33.1

I threw away the cushion I was hugging in annoyance. Alexid snatched it up and put it back on the sofa.

“Just go with the person you’ve been seeing. What’s wrong with you trying to find other men when they don’t even fit your standards?”

“Gerald is really just a friend,” I insisted. “Really.”

In fact, he had said that almost all of the Nisephor medicine was already in the final stages. All my worries were gone.

So, I wanted to enjoy my life, but it was already hard to do so from the beginning.

Don’t I have any luck with men?

“Yeah, well . . . So who’s next?” Alexid showed interest as he looked me in the eye.

Yeah. I still have a lot of men left.

“I’m not going to tell you.”

You’re going to laugh at me again? Well, of course! You might think it’s fun.

You used to fight Gerald back when you were a kid. But then, the two of you suddenly made up with you saying Gerald is the best?

You’re saying the same thing as before back in my previous life.

Is he really even the best? Not at all!

I could say, he’s the worst.

“You little kid.” Alexid clicked his tongue. “Hurry up and go to sleep. You need to grow taller”

“Get out, you peanut.”

Alexid rubbed my hair like a rag and walked out.

Urgh, I have to brush it again.

* * *

Alexid munched on another apple. These days, he had increased the amount of training he did and had been hungry no matter how much he ate.

When Alexid came out eating his food like that, Mother always pointed it out with a sigh.

What can I do about being hungry?

Alexid rubbed the apple juice around his mouth with his thumb and looked back.

“Well . . .”

His younger sister Louella was very cute and pretty if he looked at it objectively. This was true. He wasn’t saying this because he was his older brother.

No.

Anyways.

The problem was, she had the perfect man standing next to her but she was claiming that he was just a friend.

In Alexid’s eyes, Gerald was the best. He had been paired up as his younger sister’s fiancé from the beginning.

He was much a better person in society.

Alexid threw the core of the apple that he had eaten into the trash can and wrote a letter.

The recipient was Gerald.

* * *

This was an era where magic can be seen wherever you go. In other words, one second was enough to send and receive letters.

If one wrote the destination in a letter envelope and put it in a mailbox, it would be sent to that destination immediately. Ten years had already gone by, and magic had been thoroughly developed all throughout the years.

There was also a mailbox in Gerald’s room for receiving letters.

There was a drop of a letter. Gerald stood up from his desk.

“Lulu”? Gerald took a deep breath as he tried to move quickly in excitement.

No, Gerald.

It was more than once that he was disappointed after expecting that way. It was better not to be excited in the first place.

Gerald slowly opened the mailbox with envy.

“Whoa . . .”

It wasn’t Louella who sent the letter, either. It was written with bad penmanship.

Gerald silently opened the envelope. And when he finished reading the letter, Gerald’s face was frozen.

The letter was crumpled in Gerald’s hand.

Gerald

Long time no see. How are you?

I hope you’re not doing well.

Louella is really into dating these days. She made her debut yesterday and went on a date today.

I heard you know Verdium from Chesien. Fortunately, he didn’t satisfy Louella.

She said she won’t see him next time.

There were two more gentlemen on the next list that she was going on a date with, and his name was . . . I don’t remember

But is there any guarantee that she won’t like the man either?

Louella is the princess of Leander. I mean, she’s a bride that anyone would want. There are still people who are aiming for Louella.

But Gerald. Aren’t you being too calm? You don’t mind if you stay there and let anyone take her away?

Ha. Did I send you a letter thinking that you had nothing to do with it?

Hmm. If you’re still thinking about Louella, you’d better hurry.

P.S. I don’t think we need to worry about the next date. He smokes cigars that Louella hates the most!

* * *

This was my second date.

The child was the youngest son of the family. His name was Cinelis. He was obviously a great gentleman.

He looked good, too.

He was the one who had led me while dancing before.

“I’ll be back safely!”

My mother saw me off with a worried look.

I could only hope that I wouldn’t have a hard time with the man I met today.

Who knew dating and meeting men was this hard?

But I could never give up on my life.