The Reason I Keep Avoiding My Childhood Friend Chapter 52

“Then I'll like it a little bit.”

I can't believe my father bought me sweets. My body twisted in anticipation. The corners of my lips also rose automatically. As I clasped my cheeks with both hands and smiled bashfully, my father also smiled slightly. I'm so happy that I smiled even more.

“I'll buy you chocolate tomorrow.”

“Chocolate! Sweet! It's really delicious!”

I ate a lot of sweets today, but it's another thing if my father bought it for me. At my father's promise, I jumped around and sang an unidentified song, enjoying the joy.

“Go on in and rest. It's past your bedtime, right?”

When my dance of joy was over, my father said so. Actually, my father left work a little late today. With the body of a 7-year-old, it's past my bedtime. So, even with my will, drowsiness was pouring in. This is why I don't like a child's body.

“Yes. Good night.”

I was about to say goodbye and go back, but my father grabbed my shoulder again. And,

“The Young Master doesn't have any strange tastes, right?”

I opened my mouth slightly and then closed it again as my father's behavior looked like he was checking again. My father was seriously concerned. I was really confused whether he was doing this because he knew or because he was suspicious of my words.

“Yes. There is no such thing.”

He's just fussing, wanting me to hit him! He has an obsessive taste!

I endured the bubbling heart that wanted to tell the truth. It is right not to gossip about his secret taste. My father looked at me still in doubt, as if his heart was not yet relieved. I was surprised because it was my first time seeing my father like this.

“Yes. That's a relief.”

He speaks that way even though his doubts are not resolved. In my eyes, I could still see my father's uncomfortable feelings for Kirsec. It seems that Kirsex was already portrayed as a strange person by my father, but it seems that he really took him as a strange person because of today's events. But what can I do, He's a really strange person.

“Don't worry. I will take good care of myself.”

Still, I tried to ease my father's worries. But my father shook his head seriously.

“I know you will do well. But how can I not worry?”

“Yes?”

What's not to be relieved of? Is there anything more strange?

My heart was pounding with emotions that I didn't know whether it was hope or fear. I gulped at the bomb that was about to fall, and watched my father's lips.

“Even if the Young Master gently coaxes you, you must never get on with it. The only man in the world you can trust is your father. Got it?”

It was so good that my father was being so serious like a daughter-fool, because Father is my father.

NOTE: The following part is not part of the regular chapter-by-chapter novel. It's only available in the ebook version.

Because of Kirsec's secret taste, which is difficult to respect, I wanted to avoid meeting him, but because of the Grand Duke, our tea time was held regularly. In fact, it was not that I disliked visiting the Grand Duchy. I liked the sweet snacks that came out every tea time.

It was a fantastic taste that I had never tasted in my previous life. Macarons are not just macaroons. As soon as it enters your mouth, the crunchy and chewy texture catches you, and the cream melts away from the tip of your tongue. It was truly a work of art made by a true maestro.

Dessert was enough to make me want to eat it every day, but there was the worst drawback that I could not handle. It was Kirsec's very existence, the culprit of all problems. It was my arrogance to think that I would be able to deal with him as long as I had enough time. The more I met him, the harder it was to understand this little boy.

While my father went on an expedition, I knew Kirsec's obsession and viciousness in how he pursued me tenaciously when I was being taken care of in the Grand Duchy.

But he was a madman beyond my common sense. He's not a vicious, violent madman, but a slightly less distant madman?

The impact of the first tea time did not go away, but somehow it was already the second tea time. Kirsec sat limp the whole time. Either way, I picked up a delicious dessert and ate it.

Even if I knew that the Grand Duke wasn't calling me to do it like this, what would I do? That one is full of anger and just looks at me. I might be able to calm him down and deal with him, but I didn't want to make such an effort.

This time, time passed without a word. After I drank two cups of tea and ate all the desserts, I got up to go home.

“I really enjoyed the meal. Well then, goodbye.”

I didn't forget to say goodbye politely. And I turned around, leaving Kirsec, who was staring at me wildly, behind me.

Then a thunderous cry was heard from behind.

“Hey!”

Kirsec was shaking up to his shoulder, as if he was pissed off at being ignored the whole time during tea time. He came to me, thumping with a bloody atmosphere of wanting to smash everything. When I was so nervous as to whether this time I would be getting hit or not, Kirsec exclaimed.

“Why aren't you hitting me?”

It was something I couldn't understand. His bizarre remarks were hard to digest, and my eyes widened blankly.

So, this was because I hit Kirsec without realizing it, then Kirsec was upset and angry with me and asked, 'Why didn't you hit me?' Instead of asking 'Why did you hit me?'

Kirsec, who stubbornly stared at me with a red-tinted face, was serious.

I'm going crazy. Last time too. Does my palm possess a devilish charm? If you get hit once, you want to get hit twice?

It was so ridiculous that I looked down at my small, chubby palms seriously for a moment.

Meanwhile, Kirsec was trembling as if his patience had reached the limit. First of all, I have set this straight.

“Should I hit you?”

“Of course you should!”

Of course I should? How is that obvious? Kirsec's reluctance to answer makes my mind dizzy again. It's like sticking his cheeks straight out and saying, 'Hurry up and do it!'

I really don't understand this situation, but it seems that I don't understand Kirsec's dragging time like this. Hitting people is not common! I respect your taste, but it's a burden!

“I don't want to hit you.”

After I couldn't bear it and finally expressed my opinion, Kirsec couldn't hide his shock like the most betrayed person in the world.

“You you!”

Kirsec raised his index finger and pointed at me, unable to speak and trembled. I faltered at his furious roar. No….. you're not looking at the perpetrator, and is it normal to vent your anger for me not being the perpetrator?

“Why aren't you hitting me!”

Don't talk like hitting is normal!

“Because I don't want to hit you!”

When Kirsec yelled, I raised my voice. Then he clenched his teeth and looked at me. However, as Kirsec's eyes were glaring at me, it felt like water was filling up, so my heart sank. Ooh, are you crying? Don't be like that, Should I have hit you? It was a time when my heart got pricked a bit.

“Why, why aren't you hitting me?”

Kirsec asked with a voice that showed the unfairness to the world. Is being slapped in the face the best goal in life? My head hurts at the end of the story that seemed to tilt to one side. So, the one who makes the strange request is Kirsec, and I refused, so why am I in more trouble!

“It's not like you hit people like that!”

Kirsec was stunned for a moment. He couldn't hide his shocked expression for a while, as if the world he believed had been broken.

“You're not hitting people?”

Who's going around just hitting people? Whoever hits you like that is the problem!

“Yes! It's not! It's something you have to cherish in a special way.”

Kirsec, who felt that his taste was not respected, was likely to have a seizure if I cut him off saying that he shouldn't be hitting people. So, I picked out my words as much as possible.

“I, I am special……”

Kirsec mumbles something, and then he giggles to himself as he stares at me with a dying-of-irritation look. Did my desperate denial work? I couldn't release my tension because I couldn't figure out how the thought was going in that little head.

“…..I see.”

He said he understood, but he didn't give up completely. The intensely shining eyes felt like he was determined to get hit, so I was afraid. Don't do that. Don't get burned with passion for something like that.

Chapter end