Chapter 70

Episode 70

Translator : Missme

Editor : Aru

The heat of the Academy Foundation Day was quite enormous.

Although most of the Academy's students were from the so-called elegant aristocrats who were familiar with social parties, everyone was talking about the Academy Foundation Day's party.

Especially, the way to capture the opposite sex was a popular topic every year.

"Iina, did you hear that?"

"What, what story?"

"Why, there's a saying that the couple who danced together at the school banquet will continue to become a couple."

With the voices of the female students gathering by the window while smiling and chattering, Cassius slightly frowned and turned his eyes out of the window.

Blue skies surrounding the Academy, bells hanging from spires.

The only thing that changed was the scenery.

It was beautiful, but it couldn't be fun to look into the same scenery as yesterday.

Eventually, Cassius found himself listening to the girls.

"Oh, that's right. I heard about that, too."

"What story?"

As the girls' conversations went on, Cassius felt a great deal of shame.

'I should try hard to win Yerine's heart, not to lean on that trick.'

Cassius, who was grasping as if he would break the window frame at any moment, closed his eyes and whipped himself.

But in the meantime, the voices of girls in his ears could not be stopped.

"The mistletoe passage in the backyard of the Northeast Annex, you know?"

"I know. What's there?"

"That's what I'm saying."

At that moment Cassius breathed in without even realizing it, and waited for the girl's answer with a throbbing heart.

"If you kiss the back of your crush's hand under the mistletoe in the passage, then you can be together forever."

For some reason, Cassius felt relaxed.

"To be together forever."'

Eventually, he sighed, turned his back toward the window and began to walk down the corridor.

'That can't be possible.'

It is magic to make the impossible possible, but even the wizard had a fixed life span.

It was romantic because it was impossible to say that we could be together forever.

At that moment it was Cassius who thought so.

***

It was not until a time passed that Cassius slowly removed his lips from the cold flesh that was long and short.

Yerine's hand was still in his hand, and she didn't make any movement.

And he didn't bring up anything.

"Yerine?"

He looking up to purple and red-eyed eyes that were swaying like the surging waves.

In the eyes of others, the mysterious light that seemed to be sucked in was the same, but her eyes were very different from usual.

Only five minutes ago, she had a delicate and relaxed atmosphere, but now she was clearly agitated.

After seeing it, Cassius felt as if he had a steel bar tied to it, and his heart sank.

Yerine was in a situation where she was putting all her efforts into becoming Trump, and Cassius didn't want himself to be her stumbling block.

If the second prince confessed, she would have been in trouble, so he couldn't express his feelings toward Yerine openly.

Still, it is impossible to hide strong feelings, so he has expressed numerous favours for Yerine in his own way, to the extent that he does not cross the line.

But it was the first time Yerine had the same look as she did today.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you'd hate it so much-"

Cassius, who rose from the ground, opened his mouth, weighing on the painful sensation that was passed on to his chest.

Listening to him, Yerine opened her eyes wide and suddenly jumped up and grabbed Cassius by the shoulder.

"Wait, no, Cassius!"

And she shook her head and talked in an urgent voice.

"It's not that I hate it. So don't make that face."

At Yerine's words, Cassius lifted his head slightly.

The moment she made eye contact with her, Cassius realized.

The feeling in her agitated eyes was not aversion.

"I was just surprised."

Cassius knew only then that Yerine had that look on her face because she was confused.

"Ah...... I'm sorry, I made you surprised."

"No."

When Cassius scratched his head and apologized, Yerine answered briefly.

Then she lifted her head slightly and looked at the mistletoe fluttering in the wind, and said in a low voice.

"Since no one's done this to me so far, it's natural to be surprised."

It was an incredibly calm voice.

Her voice, which was different from her usual calm but a lively voice, seemed strange to Cassius.

"Why?"

In his view, Yerine was a lovable and loving person.

It may be the abuse of the Postade family who tried to take over the post of successor that she says has so far failed to get the public attention.

Looking at Yerine, who is awkward and surprised every time she receives attention from people, Cassius wondered if she could not accept the fact that she was loved.

He wanted Yerine to get used to being loved.

Unlike herself, she really deserved it.

"It's even more amazing that no one has ever acted like me so far."

At the words, Yerine gently raised the corners of her mouth.

Her gaze at the bottom was now fixed on Cassius' golden eyes.

"Is Cassius nice to me because I'm Yerine Spade?"

"What?"

Her eyes opened wide to the sudden question and looked at Yerine, but she did not answer.

She was just staring at Cassius with bitter eyes as if she had inserted an amethyst and ruby.

To be honest, Cassius couldn't figure out what answer she wanted.

"Well."

Though she did not know whether his answer would be what she hoped, Cassius decided to speak frankly.

"I'm just, you're standing in front of me right now."

Cassius, who continued to speak in a slightly cracked voice, was embarrassed in the middle and stopped talking and shut his mouth.

Because he almost said 'yes'.

His heart thumped and his head heated up.

Glad it was night, Cassius tried to hide his face that would have turned red in the shadow of flesh.

"Thank you."

With a clear voice that passed through his ears, he casually raised his head.

In front of him like that, Yerine was smiling with real joy.

Like when she performed a little while ago.

For a moment when he saw the face, Cassius could forget his worries about Iker.

***

A stream of moonlight was flowing into the darkroom as if it had been loosened with dark blue paint.

The man sitting motionless on one side of the bed in the room, where everything had stopped moving, looked like part of Marge's darkness.

His blue eyes were dazed in the air.

"It must have been.......'

Eugene Ace was originally not interested in other people's stories.

But that didn't mean he had no ears.

So Eugene was also well aware of the rumours that a couple would dance at the school banquet, and that if they kissed under the mistletoe in the backyard of the northeastern annexe, they could be together forever.

Yerine, who disappeared during the banquet, and the Second Prince, who chased her out of the banquet hall, did not return for a while.

And he was very concerned about the fact.

He kept glancing at the entrance of the banquet hall and checking to see if the two had returned, but he could not stand it and left the banquet hall.

Specifically, he did not know what he wanted to do or where to go.

What's certain is that he wished he could go out and see Yerine.

Leaning on feeble hopes, the wandering led Eugene to the northeast back, which he eventually discovered.

With Cassius, she's under the rumoured mistletoe.

As the image unfolded before Eugene again vividly, he shuddered and shook his head vigorously.

"I must be crazy."

He muttered, ruffled his well-organized silver hair with his undressed hand.

'I need to get a hold of myself. Don't be shaken.'

He gnawed at himself, thinking he was ugly.

This feeling should not have been ignited.

At least now, it was barbaric to control this feeling.

That's how Eugene closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Whoo."

How can a man who is the successor of the Ace be so weak?

It was obvious that her rival, Yerine, would also think him pitiful.

"I need you to wake up and do better."

At that very moment, the heat broke into his earlobe.

Eugene sat in an upright position and touched the shiny earrings.

"Yes, Father."

He spoke in a calm voice as he could, but Eugene's head was full of questions.

Contact through earrings only came from Duke of Ace.

If he, who had already seen him just a few hours ago, was so flabby with his earrings, something must have happened.

But for him now, he could not even guess what the job was.

- I have something to say. Eugene

An unswerving dry voice emanated from the earrings.

"Yes, father, what is going on?"

- Listen.

The Duke's word was as heavy as a rock.

After hearing it, Eugene felt as if his shoulders were getting heavier as if he had put a stone on them.

He knew well.

He didn't know why, but the Duke contacted him to reprimand him.

- The successor to the Spades will be formally appointed as the main successor sooner or later.

Like sapphire, Eugene's pupils grew bigger.

He opened his mouth unconsciously but soon closed it again.

"........."

- You know what it means best.

"Yes."

The Duke intends to tell himself the news was not hard to discern.

It was to try hard enough to get over the child.

Just like he had done so far.

- Now Yerine Spade isn't just a rival. She's going to be a threat to the Ace.

The Duke's voice rang dimly in Eugene's ear.

- So wake up. That kid grew up scary while you were stopping on your own.

"I'm sorry."

- Show it in action, not words.

Upon hearing that, Eugene was looking straight ahead with her back straight.

- Don't let me down.

The last thing the Duke said was really just so.

Soon the disconnected earring lost its light, and Eugene took it off, put it on the table, and looked back into the dark.

Somehow he felt at ease.

The news that Yerine was about to become the main successor brought him peace.

"Good for you, Spade."

Spitting out his unseen innermost thoughts, he smiled still...

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