The entrance to Kiraas Castle. I forgot about the cold and waited for Set and Arban to arrive.
But what is it?
These two strange men.
There was a familiar face there, but I found it difficult to approach it, so I quickly stopped running.
I guess it was the same for Set and Arban.
The two of them just stared at me, as if I was unfamiliar with their appearance, as I had grown quite a bit and now looked about fourteen years old.
This kind of awkwardness was not expected.
I rolled my eyes clockwise in confusion.
Although they didn't say anything, I could tell they were both curious about each other.
How much time has passed since we last saw each other?
"Why is he reacting like this?"
Arban looked serious, grabbed my head, and bent down.
Arban suddenly thrust his face right in front of my nose.
"Long time no see, you."
A hint of mischief flashed across his red eyes.
Although his tone was still harsh, I felt relieved by his tone and smiled bashfully.
His appearance had changed beyond recognition, but his speech and attitude were still the Arban I knew.
I made a pouty face.
"What is it? Where is it that grabs your head the moment you see it?"
"It's here."
"Seed!"
"Seed?"
"Set oppa!"
I struggled to free the hand that was holding my head.
The corners of Arban's lips, which had risen gracefully, showed no sign of coming down.
Even as I got older and became an adult, he still teased me.
As I sang the set with a sad face, he, who had been watching us, softly sang Arban.
"Stop it, Arban. Irene hates it."
"It's a pleasure to meet you."
"That's enough greetings."
I looked up at the set that I hadn't been able to see properly because I was busy fighting with Arban.
And I realized anew how great the power of genes is.
I felt like it was very similar to Kaid before, but this was just too similar.
It was exactly like Kaid, except he felt a little younger.
"You're like my dad, Set oppa."
"okay?"
"huh."
"While you're here, I'm your guardian in place of your father, so call me dad."
Set closed his eyes and smiled. But why does it feel so cold?
He called me.
"Irene."
"Yes?"
"How have you been?"
"Yeah, I'm comfortable because everyone is being so kind to me."
"I see."
The eyes that had been gently folded looked around coldly. It seemed as if they were searching for something.
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