IQBTMLR- Taelice

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Strange things I’ve believed in (1)

Why the hell was Taehyung here?

As I was muttering about the cake at the unexpected appearance of him, Bogum asked again.

“Why are you here all of a sudden?”

“…That.”

Taehyung hesitated a little.

It was then.

“Late greetings, it’s Park Jimin.”

Instead of his usual training clothes, Jimin appeared elegantly dressed in a uniform.

Although, he didn’t show up with Taehyung to change clothes.

“Since the prince is here, my father would’ve personally greeted you, but please understand that since he’s not in town, I’ll be doing the honor instead. How was the food?”

So, it was to welcome the royal family and make his mark as the representative.

“It was great, what about Miss Lisa?”

“Everything was good thanks to you, Your Highness. I had a great time.”

The imperial family must be great, for it was enough to make Jimin rush here to say hello from the duke’s residence.

I blinked slowly while taking another sip of wine.

The fact that Lisa Manoban, Marquis’ illegitimate daughter, ate in a restaurant with Prince Bogum would spread to the aristocracy.

‘I don’t care.’

I have no intention of becoming a member of an aristocratic family anymore.

It was a desire that Chaerin and Jin had almost brainwashed me to be recognized by the Marquis of Abedes.

To be honest, I didn’t work hard because I wanted to become a noble.

It was only because if I got first place, I knew Chaerin and Jin would then love me happily.

‘I can’t get love anyways, and now I don’t even want to get along well with someone like Jin.’

Sadly, when I came up with a plan to hurt Taehyung with Jin, I had the thought of becoming intimate with him.

So, I agreed excitedly to all sorts of bad things.

‘It was stupid.’

‘You don’t have to be loved by your family.’

When I let go of that thought, my resentment towards the Marquis of Abedes disappeared completely, and I thought that I should just eat and live well.

As I was drinking the wine, I felt a gaze on one of my cheeks.

It was Taehyung

“Then why are you here?”

I asked bluntly because I had Bogum confirm that Taehyung really hated me.

Even though I deserved to be criticized for the way I acted and everything, I still felt a little hurt.

He had the most rotten expression I had ever seen.

“That’s…”

As always, I patted the sword behind my back.

We didn’t need to say hello to each other and explain why we were here.

“Since you appeared like this, of course, we should fight!”