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Join the Server“Huh? If you’re really that curious… I’ll tell you a story… It’s from when I first came to this school.”
“Huh? That’s not that long ago…” I said.
“But I don’t remember anything else… So I’ll just pick one at random…!”
“Oh, oh…” I nodded.
“Back then, as a new student, everyone kept flattering me because I was a member of the royal family. But once they found out I was Fuwelle, they all stayed far away. At the time, I didn’t even know why—and I still don’t. Probably because my bloodline is impure… So I spent five years walking to school alone in the morning and back alone at night. Then, one morning a year ago, Xiao Linlin appeared at my doorstep. She was very weak, but…”
“Why did the topic shift so suddenly? How did we get here?”
“Hehe… That period was so dull—just taking Ke Ying and Kelo to school every day, incredibly boring—so I skipped it. ớ ₃ờ” She made a cute, joking expression and looked at me.
It seemed I’d better get straight to the point.
“Young Master, when you were little, were you ever accompanied by twin maids?”
She looked at me with a puzzled expression, then raised her head and thought for a moment. “No? I remember being alone. How could anyone have been with me?~” She looked serious, not like she was joking. Could Magic Box Ashiya’s historical fiction be flawed?
“Think carefully. Where is your mother now?”
“Huh? Little Chuye, what’s up with you today? Why so curious about me? My mother… she’s disappeared for now, but I believe she still exists.”
It seemed I couldn’t ask further. I might annoy her. Better ask Ashiya tonight.
I got up from the bed and looked back at Fuwelle. She was staring at me blankly. I had a faint feeling there was a story behind this…
Grumble~ My stomach let out a low growl less than a second after I stood up.
“Little Chuye? Are you hungry?”
Uh…
“Yes… a little…”
“I’ll have the knight team downstairs fetch some for you. I have some blood stored in the carriage.”
“No need… I can hold on. Vampires don’t starve to death—it would just make my skin lose moisture.”
Fuwelle stood up and patted my head. “That won’t do. As my beloved, you can’t become ugly!”
“Since when am I your beloved?”
“The one I love, shortened to ‘beloved.’ Hehe.”
As always, her words carried a hint of nonsense, but it was clear she had something on her mind.
“I’ll get you some blood and bring food for myself and the girls downstairs. Wait for me, little Chuye~”
“I also…” Before I could finish, she slammed the door shut with a bang.
“There…”
So much for ‘listening to my opinion’—she’s still like this. Sigh… Actually, I kind of worried about her being out there alone. Maybe it’s because I spent so much time in ‘historical fiction’ that protecting her has become ingrained in me.
Knock knock knock… knock… knock… I thought I heard someone knocking. The sound was getting weaker. I got up and slowly walked toward the door.
“Young Master? Are you back?”
“Help… help me…”
Hearing someone begging for help, I immediately opened the door. The sight before me was something I couldn’t believe my own eyes…
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