Chapter 1

Chapter 1

It’s a place where clouds are like cotton candy floating in the blue sky, and the sun shines as baby fairies whisper and chat. This is the mansion of the Count, the Chancellor of a certain kingdom.

Here, a baby with impressive cheeks that looked white and soft like a freshly made bread was smiling, touching his mouth and reaching for the elaborately made toy mobile. His hair, which was richer than the number of months, tumbled down as the baby’s head moved.

“Our Prince Briel, are you up?”

And looking at the baby, the voice of the woman whose voice raised an octave more than usual filled the baby’s bed and disappeared.

“If they had heard those words you say from time to time in the royal palace, you would have already been caught for treason.”

Contrary to the woman, the voice of a low man filled the place, but unlike the blunt words, it seemed clear that the corner of his mouth was gently raised and smiling. The man appeared to resemble the baby, but it was a different impression.

“There are only three of us.”

The woman lightly ignored him, carefully held the baby.

“How can you be so cute?”

As she shook his fluffy arms and hugged him, satisfactory laughter erupted from the baby. Then she saw the plump cheeks overflowing from the side view. His smiling cheeks rose up and turned red as he was happy.

After a while, she found the man standing next to her with enviable glances.

“Would you like to hold him once?”

“Me?”

Still clumsy to hold him, he stretched out his arms with a perplexed expression. She looked at it and handed her the baby.

“Am I doing this right?”

However, unlike her warm and cozy arms like a while ago, the baby burst into tears because of an uncomfortable feeling.

“No, you can’t do that with your hands.”

It would be nice if the baby were wrapped around him so that the baby could lean on his shoulders, but he didn’t know what to do with the baby’s hand in his armpit.

“But it’s not easy to control my strength. What if I wrap him in my arm, and then Briel doesn’t like it?”

She shook her head as she stared at his sturdy biceps that seemed to be several times her own.

‘No matter how the novel was, this seems to be too much for me. He’s not just a chivalrous knight, he’s the Chancellor of a country…’

***

The Count’s young master, who just turned six months old, hasn’t started eating baby food.

“That’s right, you eat well. Just one more bite.”

The name of the little baby master, who never refuses food or does not have any trouble waking up in the middle of sleep, was Briel.

Unfortunately, not long after he was born, Briel’s parents passed away, and he was adopted by his uncle, the Count.

“Are you going to burp?”

The woman who fed Briel wiped the corners of his mouth and gently hugged him, and patted him on the back.

‘You are alive because of me, so don’t forget me even when you grow up.’

The woman sighed unexpectedly toward Briel, who was tilting his head at her.

Her name was Marie, Briel’s nanny.

‘It must have been somewhat different from the original story.’

One day, she teleported into a novel and made full use of her career as a nursery teacher to become a perfect nanny.

She then twisted the original story, and she saved Briel, who had lived for only five months,

Even his uncle, the Count, who would become depressed due to Briel’s death, lived a smooth life.

“Bri… No, Young Master. Since you have finished digesting, let’s exercise.”

Marie lowered her hold on Briel and turned him over.

‘I almost called you, Briel. I would have made more mistakes if I hadn’t practiced calling him Young Master with honorifics.’

She sighed.

‘Come to think of it… The Count saw me flip you over for the first time and thought I was trying to kill you.’

She remembered the past when she was surprised by the sword that was drawn against her neck.

[This way, he can do the flipping himself. It’s time for him to flip after months.]

He barely came to his senses after hearing her words and laid his sword down with an embarrassing look.

‘I think I’ve misunderstood.’

When she thinks about that time, the situation was actually funny.

“Kung…. Bu bu bu!!”

“You’re having a hard time, Young Master. Then, let me pick you up this time.”

How long has she been turning Briel upside down? The baby, raising his head and moving his reddish face, struggling with a sound. He then eventually managed to turn over by himself.

She hugged Briel on her back, sang him the lullaby for the yawning baby, and once again fell into her old thoughts.

***

‘Am I in heaven?’

She was in admiration as she saw the look of the cherub in front of her eyes. This was the first time that a baby seemed to have a halo.

‘But I guess I’ve lived well.’

The lake-like eyes stared at her, and at that moment, she slowly and without her knowledge, moved her hand towards the angel.

‘It’s warm.’

That was her first thought of touching the baby’s cheek.

‘…Do angels have body temperature like humans?’

Soon, realizing the strangeness, she looked around her.

Though thinking that she is in a paradise, it was a landscape that seemed to have resembled the Middle Ages.

‘Is Heaven a Western Style?’

She was brought to reality when a woman opened the door.

You shouldn’t judge people by their appearance, but she could hardly think that the woman who opened the door and came in, had the appearance of an angel.

“Oh, Young Master. What’s wrong with you, you always used to stay still when I touch you.”

‘Young master?’

At that time, she turned her attention back to the baby. Then she saw the eyes still staring at her.

‘It’s clear.’

For a moment, she had forgotten her peculiar situation in which she was facing, and she was staring at him.

“Marie… then I’ll go, so take good care of Briel. He won’t cry even when you’re with him, so I’ll go.”

‘Marie… Briel… This sounds familiar?’

When she heard the sound, there were sentences that instantly came to her mind. It was the name of the characters in the novel that she used to read during rush hour.

It’s not common to remember such interesting names, but she was different, having a job as a nursery teacher. She liked babies, so she chose a job as a nursery teacher, and she remembered almost every movie and drama and various novels when babies appeared. Isn’t this the novel she was reading just before her death?

‘To call me Marie…’

As she turned her head once again towards the baby’s face, she felt goosebumps on her back.

‘This body I entered has the role that would kill that baby.’

It wasn’t enough to be transported into the book, but she was frustrated to have this role.

‘How can I return to my world?’

At first, she thought about it for a week. When she woke up, she fell asleep with anticipation that she would return to the original world.

However, the reality was cruel.

It was Briel that caught her eyes when she was tired of the continued frustration.

‘What will happen to Briel when I leave? Don’t tell me he’s going to die…’

When that thought passed, she got goosebumps.

‘That’s not possible.’

The baby, sharing his warm warmth from his own arms, no longer felt like a person in a book.

‘Yes, maybe the reason I came here is to save Briel.’

She found a reason to live in the world in the book.

Therefore, she was forced to give up on returning to her original world after the time when Briel was supposed to die.

That was already three months ago.

***

“You are here.”

Even today, the Count, who had gone to work at the royal palace, returned to the mansion.

Although he seemed to look around at the entrance inadvertently, Marie noticed that the Count quickly looked at Briel’s face.

“Bu bu!”

And at that moment, Briel, who was glad to see his uncle, tried to hug him with a loud voice.

The Count, who turned his head reflexively, stepped up to closer to his nephew and carefully extended his hand.

“No, Young Master.”

But between them, a solid wall was blocking them. It was Marie.

She turned around, holding the baby, and said to him.

“Wash your hands first, Count.”

The servants who looked at the nanny talking, with no hesitation toward the master, had their eyes wide open, now turned their heads away from the nanny, pretending not to hear it.

Knowing that the nanny’s words weren’t wrong, the Count simply sighed and headed to the bathroom.

“Then let’s have fun until the Count comes out.”

Briel laughed with her, just like when he had looked at his uncle. The Count, who was heading to the bathroom, paused at the sound of Briel’s laughter, turned back, and looked at him with a sad expression.

Without knowing that, Marie and Briel headed to Briel’s room on this floor to play together.

***

In this place where baby toys are not available, Marie mostly played with the baby using her body.

Now it was blowing raspberries.

“Boo!!”

Briel was smiling wide as he grinned in a good mood.

“Are you having fun?”

Marie, who was putting her face on the cheek of such a baby, raised her head.

“Don’t just stand there, come here.”

When the Count came after washing his hands, he was hovering outside the door, unable to get in between the two.

He, who loves Briel more than anyone else, did not know how to properly express his affection unlike the one in his eyes.

‘It is natural that you are still new to childcare.’

At times like this, Marie had no choice but to come out and call him. Then, the man walked up with a bright face.

When his uncle approached him, Briel made a different babble.

“Boo! Ma! Boo! Ma!!”

After seeing his nephew’s cooing, the Count still distanced himself, so she made the suggestion that it would be okay.

“Let’s play peekaboo.”

“What? What is that?”

By now, maybe Briel could do a peekaboo.

“Look carefully.”

Marie, who hid her face behind her hand, suddenly shouted, spreading her hands.

“Peekaboo!”

Briel laughed out loud.

However, the expression on the face of the count standing next to her was fading.

‘…You want me to do that?’

From morning to evening, he made only a slight impression at the royal palace, and his eyebrows that were usually emotionless frowned.

Marie didn’t even notice his inner conflict and urged him to do it quickly.

‘Honestly…’

He may not have understood the conversation between her and the Count, but Briel looked up at him with anticipation, and he sighed. Then he closed his eyes tightly.

He gave a speech to an official who brought a report that didn’t appeal to him all morning, but now the person is gone, leaving only a nephew fool.

(T/N: XX-fool, example a daughter fool, is when someone is obsessed with their daughter or nephew in this case to the point that they can act like a fool haha.)

“Peekaboo!”

Briel felt his efforts, and he smiled the brightest smile he had ever shown.

“Did you see that?”

He looked puzzled yet thrilled by his nephew’s reaction. It seemed that he couldn’t believe that he caused this intimate smile.

“Let’s do it again.”

He didn’t wait for an answer and did it again.

He seemed to forget that Marie was here. As They fell into a world of their own.

And the butler, who was watching, turned away from the door, wondering if there was anything to be done.

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