Became the Hated Illegitimate Son of the Duke in Romance Fantasy

25 – Episode 25

The curtain was opened.

And then open the veranda door.

Cool air began to enter the room.

With dazzling light that fills the room.

The room was a mess.

A wall yellowed by dry coffee poured into a glass.

The light is reflected on the uncleaned pieces of glass and sparkles beautifully like jewels.

On the desk, I must have tried to write something, but there are papers all over the place and half a pencil.

Ask the maid who cleans the hallway and hand over the money, and the cigarettes, wine bottles, and barrels that have been smashed and the coffee beans protruding from them are wandering around on the bed.

Why did you buy coffee?

That’s right, I bought it to drink and there was no way to grind the beans, so I just threw them away.

I don’t think the money was saved for this kind of use.

Hmm, what do you know?

Money is meant to be spent, not saved.

It’s like that, it’s like that.

I grabbed a piece of tobacco that I could easily reach and put it in my mouth.

Then they light it and inhale the smoke.

I really liked this feeling of having a hazy yet quick thinking.

It’s been three days now, and you want me to stay here for 24 days?

Being locked up has its own suffering, so I put my stuffy mind into acting.

Because it feels like the cramped space is weighing me down.

Still, the air in the room is pleasant thanks to the open veranda door.

It’s a little cold, but it’s okay to cover yourself with a blanket.

If you are suddenly in pain from smoking weed, open a wine cork and blow a bottle.

There is no separate heaven in the world.

“Ahhhhh.”

Trim comes out.

I felt like my stomach was rising because I hadn’t eaten properly.

Still, I’ve been exercising a little, but when I look at my arms, it feels like all my muscles are missing.

It’s starting to get a bit difficult to lift a wine bottle.

In a way, people who do not take care of themselves may have fallen into the desire for self-destruction.

If it weren’t for that, there’s no way I’d leave my fat or skinny body as it is.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Someone knocks on my room at the right beat.

Whether or not I didn’t care, I just stared into space.

No matter who comes, no one will come.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I have lived for several years, but it is a more terrible feeling than I thought to have no one to talk to properly.

Maybe the place I live in is a blessed place.

Schools put children of their age, and children who do not differ greatly from each other, in one place and let them get along with each other.

It is a structure that cannot be avoided without making friends.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

But this is just like throwing raw meat into a hyena’s den.

It’s not my problem.

Everything is bad here.

The world is strange.

The place I was originally was also strange, but even more so here.

“Are you entering?”

“…….”

The door opens.

The person who entered was Miss Louise.

And as soon as I open my door, he frowns.

“Hey, Eric. Do you know that today is retest day?”

“Oh.”

Yes, the man told me.

They said to take the retest in three days.

Looking at it, he was holding two large test papers and several pens.

I moved the luggage I was holding with both hands to the left and looked around the room while covering my nose with my right hand.

“Be careful on the floor, there are shards of glass flying out of it.”

“It must be dangerous, but what do you think about putting these things away and living?”

Komaengmaeng speaks loudly.

Miss Louise puts her luggage on top of my messy desk.

She and she started tidying up one by one.

Ah, thank you.

After tidying up, he comes closer to me and checks things on the bed here and there.

I picked up the wine bottle and put it on top of the cabinet and threw the cigarette pack next to me.

And I put the container of coffee beans next to the wine and shake it off with my hands except for the place where I am lying down.

With a gurgling sound, the beans began to fall to the floor.

“Damn it, do all illegitimate children end up like this?”

A bastard, what are you talking about?

I can’t understand the meaning, so I inhale deeply once.

I felt my lungs fill up.

This shape is like this.

I don’t know.

“What do you mean by that?”

“I had an older brother. My close friend…died, that’s it.”

As she talks about her brother, he picks up a dagger from under her bed and pauses to cut her off.

She takes her dagger to the sink, cleans her blade, and leaves it on the veranda.

When I thought that it would rust, she wiped the blade clean with a towel from where she found it.

“Let’s take a test, it’s not something you already know anyway.

Then let’s talk a little bit, since the young master’s condition doesn’t seem normal.”

“Do I still need to call you Master?”

“It’s familiar, and if I don’t tell you, someone else will.”

There are people to call. Ella.

Come to think of it, I hardly even saw her face.

I waved her hand a few times and said hello.

Since she is not an enrolled student, she cannot come out of her room except during set times.

Wouldn’t it be better to think of a horse as a living robot vacuum cleaner assigned by a maid or aristocratic family?

I took the exam paper and looked it over with my own eyes.

It’s a simple grammar problem.

Such problems where all you have to do is find the error, correct the misused sentence, and make sure the word is used properly.

It takes less than a minute to unravel each one.

“The test was an open book test, after all.

You shouldn’t drink or smoke excessively with that handsome head, can’t you think of that?”

I don’t like myself that much.

Why do you keep nagging me like this?

Mr. Louise was the one who told me that tobacco was so easy to get in the first place, but I don’t know what he was thinking when he said that.

“How would I live without this?”

Now this is my reason.

“And it’s you, Mr. Louise, who made me smoke this.”

“So what I’m saying is don’t take it too seriously.”

Looks at me with sympathetic eyes.

Compassion is always good.

Because it seems to mean that you care about me and have a heart to treat me well.

People who sympathize with me do nothing to harm me, even if they offend me.

I handed Louise her exam paper after completing all the exam questions.

“It’s only been 15 minutes, um.”

She takes one look at her watch.

And she began to grade her test papers with familiarity.

After checking all the written answers, fold the test paper in half and insert it under your armpit.

“We have almost three hours left, so let’s talk a little bit about what we just said.”

“Are we talking about anything?”

“No, but we have to talk.

Looking at the young master, no matter how you look at it, you’re insane.”

She took out her broom, not knowing where it was, and swept the floor.

What he does after coming in is not a cleaning supervisor, but cleaning like a maid, so what should he do?

I’m not crazy.

Where is a human as normal as me?

I don’t bother others.

I won’t fight unless someone hits me.

You always avoid unnecessary arguments and live a quiet life.

In other words, a coward.

That’s me, I have no problem.

“Should I say that what happened this time was fortunate.

If it wasn’t for Miguel Prugemertum, it wouldn’t have ended this much?”

“Why on earth did you beat the heir of the duchy to the point of blood, so why did it end so lightly?”

I ask questions even though I know.

“Yes, Miguel, that man is an idiot, no more, no less, just an idiot.

The Duke of Prugemertum, who knows that well, must have had some thoughts, although it’s a bit difficult for me to say.”

And Louise answered knowing that too.

Since you said let’s talk, it must be important to let the obvious out of your mouth.

I don’t think it’s going to change just because people agree with it.

What we have said so far is just a list of obvious facts.

I pose a question to Louise with a slightly resentful voice.

“Sir, what made you say my last name when I was trying to hide it in the first place?”

“Everyone who knew knew it anyway.

I told you, Miguel, that man is an idiot.

It’s better for you to say it yourself than for someone nearby to tell that human that you are the illegitimate son of the House of Breslau.”

But with that.

“Why does the teacher decide that?”

“Because I know better that hiding it and then being exposed is more troublesome.”

Louis pushes all the garbage and broken glass onto the veranda with a broom.

Then she threw away her broom and came closer to me.

“You know what, ha.”

“Yes, maybe you don’t know anything. But you know what?”

She and she pulled up her skirt once on the edge of the bed, brushed it off once, and sat down.

“Even a tomboy who was kicked out of an ordinary family for an accident wouldn’t want to teach an illegitimate child, right?”

He stroked my cheek.

Then he made eye contact with me and looked at me.

Our eyes met, but it felt like she was looking at something behind me, not me.

“If you’re going to die, just die quickly.”

“…Is that so?”

Louise laughs.

I wonder if he knew that I was hesitating.

“Yes, if you want to live, just find something to do.”

There was a person around me who couldn’t do that.

I don’t remember if it was found with a warm bath full of scented oil that I didn’t normally use, then going into it and slitting my wrists.

I was the only person in her family who called me brother.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s common to comfort people there.”

Then she started to pack all the test papers and pens.

“Good job on the exam, I’ll leave.”

“Did that brother have something he wanted to do?”

“It was there, it’s gone.”

Then the door closed.

The room was tidy.

Look for something to do.

Wouldn’t it be faster to find out what I can do?

In frustration, I lit another cigarette and lit it.