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four.

"Ah, hello, Cassis?"

I raised the corners of my mouth unnaturally and greeted him gently.

Cassis looked the cake, then at me, and asked.

"Why are you here?"

"My lady wants to have cake with you."

No, when did I?

I looked between us and then looked at the maid who said something I didn't even say.

Cassis twisted his body slightly and answered back.

"Come in."

When Cassis allowed us in, the maid put the cake on the table, bowed politely, and left.

Hey, older sister? Why are you going out? Stay with me!

I gave up on the far-fetched maid, and then stumbled into his room and flopped into a chair.

Yeah. You won't be dealt with for eating a cake.

At the table, steam was rising from the warm milk that the maid had left behind.

Cassis followed and sat across from me, staring out the window without looking at me.

It was a very dull reaction, as if I were invisible.

His expression quickly became depressed when the maid went out.

I don't know what you're thinking, but it didn't seem like a good idea to ask.

I sneaked a glance at him and asked him something else.

"Are you not going to eat the cake?"

"Eat it yourself."

Cassis answered coldly as if he had been waiting. It seemed like he was bothered by my sudden visit.

He's got quite the temper even though he seemed friendly.

I had a pout on my lips as I drank milk.

If you don't eat it, I'll eat it all.

I lifted the fork militantly. Then I suddenly felt like he was pretending to be gentle and mature only in front of adults.

I think that's right because you treated me kindly in front of my maid.

I gazed at him again, and flinched.

There's one thing I care about the male lead.

It's not like I'll get hurt all of a sudden. It's not like my family will get ruined.

Yes. It's more important to eat the cake in front of you.

I answered back with a glare in my eye.

"Then I'll eat it all."

At the end of the sentence, I began to eat the cake in front of Cassis.

I put it in my mouth and felt happy, and Cassis asked as if he was puzzled.

"You don't usually ask twice?"

"As long as I've already asked once. Do you have to tell me it twice or three times like a child?"

"....."

Oh. I was in a good mood, so my mind was clear too.

The words he said the other day, "This is why I hate kids," came to mind, so it came out sharply unconsciously.

I glanced at Cassis's countenance.

Strangely there was no answer. He was just biting his lower lip.