I'll Become the Tyrant's Tutor Chapter 19

“What?”

Daphs's was utterly confused by Prim sudden excuse.

“Lady Elena has already given me her time for today. It is really urgent for us to leave right now.”

“……”

Prim threw a glance towards Elena when the Prince wasn't looking and gave her a quick wink. Elena, who understood her sign, quickly nodded.

“I believe that the kind-hearted Prince will understand us.”

“…..”

Prim nearly cracked up when Elena said the ‘kind-hearted' part.

Daphs's eyes sank immediately. Prim knew what it meant, but she couldn't back down at this point.

Prim poor art's skill and Daphs's bully incident with his archery skills that night. There we have 2 secrets. But now, Daphs was at the disadvantage.

He was unable to decline their excuse. Because that incident shouldn't be revealed to Elena.

Prim noticed his silence.

“Then, we will leave you alone, Your Highness.”

Prim bowed politely to the Prince. Then, she walked away with Elena.

“You save my life.”

Elena muttered quietly as her face reddened.

“Prim, where are we going?”

“Follow me, for now.”

“…..But this direction.”

“Shh, just follow me.”

Their small physiques crawled further inside the mansion.

Daphs's eyes turned hostile.

‘What the hell with that artist.'

At their first meeting that night, he was so embarrassed to learn the truth about Reynsis's recovery. At that time, the red colour that flashed through Reynsis's eyes was so clear.

But since then, Reynsis has become quiet. It felt like they were telling lies about his recovery.

Maybe they could have planned it before. Whenever the painter asked about her hair colour, he should answer red.

He felt like that as his anger rose up. He is such a simple-minded person.1

‘You are going to pay after you humiliated me. I will make it happen.'5

He spread the rumours about the 8th Prince who is recovering and can see colours. He chose to spread it when it is nearly on the 7th Princess's Birthday. Everyone will talk about it in the capital. So, Reynsis will have no choice but to show up at the banquet.

When the situation is under Daphs's control, he will corner Reynsis until he says, “It was such an urgent situation so I choose to lie about my recovery.”

But that cunning artist took advantage of Daphs's current weakness.

If it wasn't for Elena, he would kill that artist instantly.1

“Now that it has been like this, I have no choice but to put them away.”

He murmured quietly.

The rumours have it that the 8th Prince will be attending the 7th Princess's Birthday banquet.

When he spread the rumours in the famous boutique, he couldn't hide his embarrassment.

If his speculation is true, their lie will be exposed in the public.

So, making the rumours about the Prince Reynsis invitation to the banquet might be an excellent opportunity to make them fall.

‘I'll let you both fall into the abyss.'

When he imagined those two people would be criticized by all the nobles, a smirk formed on his lips.1

He was able to brighten his mood, as he stepped away from Zerbeta's manor. His next destination is the Imperial Palace.

***

“You're not going out today?”

Reynsis asked as he peeped at Prim. Prim sat in front of him and laughed as usual. Nowadays he has been tenaciously clinging.1

“I'm not going today. If I did, where would I go? I'm going to stay with you for a while.”

Prim scoot closer to him as she stared at his face.

“Well, today is a special day.”

Reynsis closed his mouth at her remarks. He narrowed his eyebrows slightly.

“Is it because of my so-called destiny?”

Prim nodded.

“Yes, I'm sure you know how to deal with the dance.”

“……”

She used that as an excuse to free-styled her dance.

‘But I'm more afraid that you will quit as my tutor.'2

Reynsis forbade himself from spitting it out. She is not aware of his sorrowful eyes.

“Let's practice talking first. Do you have any questions for me? Any questions would be fine.”

Reynsis did not answer. He didn't ignore her words, he just had a lot of thoughts.

It seems that he has something that he wanted to ask and something that he doesn't. No, he is trying to find a suitable question. But it feels like he didn't know what to ask.

Reynsis tried to speak up about his question. He was silent for a long time, so Prim decided to speak first.

“You don't have to ask complicated things. You can ask about my name, age, favorite food, hometown. It's okay even if it is an unnecessary question.”

‘Name, age, favourite food and hometown.'

Reynsis furrowed his eyebrows while thinking.

Prim. Everyone in the Palace called her that. Her original name is Primabell, but what does it mean?

Age. Come to think of it, he didn't know her age. It seems that she is older than him.

How old is she actually? It made him wonder.

(t/n: when u freaking hate her back then, she already said her age. bruh i can't with his old brain.)3

It was amazing that he could think of a question naturally. Prim was the first person that made him feel curiosity.

Countless thoughts were floating in his head as his gaze was still on Prim.

Prim, who had no idea what he was thinking of, continued her speech.

“As I said, ask a question that naturally came to your mind. When dealing with people, it's better to be the one who asks questions first. The important thing here is that you have to do it as if you're continuing doing it to flow the conversation. Do you understand?”

He frowned.

He didn't want to talk to other women.

It was more than enough for his ears to hurt from listening to the person in front of him.5

But of course, he had a little fun with her.

“…..”

Reynsis remained silent. It seems that he was just listening to her quietly.

‘Our beast is being innocent.'

This is an opportunity. She began to say anything that she knew about being in social circles.

“If it's too difficult, you can just make your face seem nice.”

“Face?”

“There will be a lot of nobles coming to the party. The first thing you need to do is smile. His Highness is actually very beautiful even if he stays still, but if he smiles, other people will like it.”

“……”

Smile. His eyes deepened as if he was thinking of something.

“Do you understand what I mean?”

Prim stared at the Prince.

The way she looked was persistent. A small smile hung around her mouth, as if she was asking for a quick smile from him.

“…….”

When he saw that small smile of hers, his eyes hurt. Reynsis closed his eyes repeatedly.

“Oh my, Your Highness, are you sick?”

Prim was worried as she approached him.

Her red hair fluttered down to his shoulder. Reynsis' eyes met hers as he was curious about her eyes colour.

“……!”

At that moment, the pain in his eyes got even worse. Especially  when he looked at her face up close like this.

Reynsis bit his lips as he turned away to the other side.

“…… I told you not to smile like that.”1

“……”

Prim's colourless face fills his view. When he saw her face, his heart began to throb.

‘You don't have to look so sad.'

He told her not to smile, but her smile looks pretty.

Reynsis almost touched the corner of her lips without him realizing it.

“…. Then I won't smile. Instead, you have to smile. Your Highness's smile makes our world even brighter.”

Prim spoke as she faced him.

She was not smiling but she gave him a light smile.

The more she laughed, the more his eyes hurt. And the more his eyes hurt, the more blurry his vision.

Unable to withstand the pain, he puts his hands around his eyes.

“Your Highness?”

“…..”

She crouched down to look at him because she was worried. Her face was so closed to him.

Then, the pain disappears. But in a short moment, he sees very clearly.

Something that made his eyes flinched.

Perhaps it seems to recall some colours.

‘Why does my eyes hurt? Why did I see colours for the first time when you're next to me?'

The only blood color in the colourless world. The color of her hair. Is that why he felt pain?

Reynsis stared at her for some time then opened his mouth.

“Hey.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“My eyes hurt.”

“What?!”

(t/n: he's being a whiny brat.)

Prim was startled with his sudden confession.

“Why, why? Is it because I smile again? Where did it hurt?”

“I don't know.”

He said as he closed his eyes slowly and repeatedly opened them. His expression did not look like a sick man, but Prim had no time to think about it.

Prim looked at his complexion in a flustered manner. Her face drew closer, and the red lips in his black and white world dipped into his sight.3

Then, his eyes hurt again.

“It's fine now.”

But he told lies.

“Really?”

He nodded his head

Lane endured the pain quietly, saying he would call Marian if he had any pain.

It was because he wanted to see her face up close.

On the other hand, Prim was so embarrassed that she couldn't help it. She was confused about why his eyes hurt and got better.

‘Do you have sore eyes? I've never written anything like this…'

Is it because he's trying to force his development?  Prim's face has darkened as if she was thinking about something.

She didn't mean to see him like this. As soon as Reynsiswas about to talk, Prim opened her mouth faster.1

“I think I will reduce our classes from now on.”

“…..What?”

“I still have a lot to teach you, but I don't want you to be sick. If you're sick because of me, I will try to avoid you. “3

“…..”

“But for now, I won't avoid you. Please tell me how much it hurts.”

Reynsis stayed silent as if he was speechless.3

‘I can't believe she will avoid me. The situation is unexpected.'

Chapter end