𝕴 𝕭𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕺𝖋 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖁𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖓

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“Master?”

Entreated Kian anxiously; he had a momentary look of surprise.

I said with a hasty look on my face.

“Something was moving over there. It must have been a squirrel.”

The rat is hiding.

A class of scum that came out to spy and trespass on my estate

The gossip reporters came to mind first. I heard the familiar camera shutter sound.

It was not enough to trespass on private property without permission; they even secretly filmed me?

Should we get Lord Hans to pull the intruder out right now?

No, no. I don’t want to spoil the fun with Kian.

But I have no intention of letting it go.

I took off my gloves and said, rubbing my eyes.

“I think something’s in my eye. Can you take a look for a moment?”

Then Kian lowered his head with a worried look.

“Excuse me, then, I’ll take a look,” he scrutinized my eyes carefully.

I said to Kian, with a ticklish wink.

“Would you come closer?”

Kian strode down the street at my request.

He lowered his head deeper than before and looked into my eyes.

His eyelashes were shaking so close that I could see them shivering

When I turned my head slightly to the side, I made an angle.

So that you can take a good picture from the side.

At that moment, I heard a click.

“I’m all right now, thank you.”

“Thank God,” said Kean with a relieved look.

I changed the conversation and distracted Kian before he became interested in the sound from the bushes.

Now you think you got the scoop; you must feel like you hit the jackpot.

But wait a little longer.

I’ll give you a taste of your own medicine.

I unintentionally smirked at the thought of revenge, Kian spotting it, asked me,

“In a good mood?”

“Uh, yes… there’s something like that…”

I decided to keep it a secret from Kian.

I’ll be busy enough dealing with these crooks.

***

“It’s a scoop!”

The Daily Gossip reporter Hanson returned to the newspaper with a swollen heart.

While hiding in the bushes, I thought I met eyes with the princess and, for a terrifying moment, thought I was caught.

Fortunately, she didn’t seem to notice me.

Thanks to you, I was able to take this picture. A picture of a princess’ slave lowering his head as if to kiss his master.

With this, I can sweep up the money!

The article I wrote last time was also a big hit.

It sold more copies than any other issue since the founding of the newspaper.