It was actually quite easy to get various permissions from the head of the Dukes of Elgrandark.

Since Dismaya does not bring the work of the Ministry of Justice into the house, the documents piling up in his study are mainly about the territory or the house.

He leaves most of the documents related to his territory to his younger brother, who is acting as the local lord, so he just looks at them and puts his signature on them. If there is a situation that calls for a decision, a letter of consultation will be sent to him first, not a document, so the matters that come in a document are trivial.

Most of the matters related to the house, such as repairs to the mansion, the purchase of new equipment, requests for leave and special allowances for the servants, etc., are sent to Dismaya after the steward has looked over them and determined that there are no problems. The butler also comes to consult with it directly when there is a matter that needs to be judged, so all the documents that are piled up can be looked over and signed without any problem.

Cain drew up his own application for a joint art class with Dianna and for Ilvalino to learn to play an instrument, as well as a petition stating that he wanted to invite a friend to his house.

Later, the steward arrived with a sullen look on his face and a signed application for permission.

“Don’t be too reckless.”

He left the document with a small note.

He thought that this was probably the reason for Cain’s dislike of family and Dianna’s selfishness in the game.

Cain’s feelings of loneliness over losing his parents and unreasonableness over the words, “You’re the big brother, so you have to put up with it,” right after Dianna was born, did not exist because Cain was in his thirties.

As for the tutors’ neglectfulness in not checking on Cain’s actual performance, Cain was rather grateful that they overlooked the fact that he was doing too much.

Dismaya’s lack of decision-making on paperwork is probably a breeding ground for the game version of Cain’s intentions to get back at his neglectful parents one day, and for the selfish wastefulness of Dianna, who is spoiled and does as she pleases.

No matter how strong the authority in the mansion, whether it be the master or his family, or the butler who has the right to complain when things go wrong, no one does not have the right to reject a document once it has been added to the waiting list.

Dianna, who is now four years old, is not aware of this trick and when she asks for something, she asks Cain instead of her parents.

Cain also rarely uses this trick as he is more of a reasonable person. In fact, when bringing in Ilvalino, he appealed directly to Dismaya. (Although it could be said that his mother was already on his side.)

At any rate, after receiving permission from the head of the family, Cain arranged with the tutors to hold afternoon music, painting and calligraphy, and magic classes together with Dianna.

Professor Yannis, the academic tutor, and Professor Cersis, the disciplinarian, refused, saying that they were too different in their progress to be seen at the same time. Cain also backed down easily, since he was just taking a chance on these two.

“Dianna! We can play music together! I’ll try my best to play along with you!”

“……”

“Di, Diana?”

After overcoming many obstacles, Dianna seemed to be less than enthusiastic about the first joint music lesson. She puffed out her cheeks and hung a small violin in her hand. She wouldn’t even make eye contact with Cain.

“What’s wrong, Dianna? What are you so angry about?”

He was kneeling in front of her, his eyes level with hers, his hands waving in the air as he tried to make eye contact with her, but she turned her head away.

“I don’t want to do it with my big brother because people would say Di isn’t good!”

At these words, Cain’s tear glands broke down. Large tears spilled from his blue eyes. With a stunned expression on his face, the tears just kept flowing.

He turned his tear-streaked eyes to professor Kraise.

“Did you say anything about Dianna being bad?”

Cain asked in a shaky voice.

Professor Kraise shook his head and said, “No! I didn’t! I didn’t say that!”

He denied it.

When Dianna saw that Cain had started crying, she rolled her eyes in surprise. Cain, who is always kind and always puts Diana first no matter what, and who smiles and pats her head and praises her when she scolds him for something, started to cry. It was the first time Dianna had ever seen Cain cry, and she was confused and started to cry.[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]

“Waaaaaa!”

“Dianna, don’t cry… why… why… I knew it was because I went to the castle every day…”

Diana is crying out loud, and Cain is holding Diana in his arms, spilling tears and mumbling.

Kraise and Ilvalino are at a loss and can only watch the two of them.

The butler and Elyse also heard the commotion and rushed to the scene, but they stood there for a while looking at the unusual situation.

The class was canceled and Cain was lying on the bed in his room with a wet towel over his eyes.

“Well…”  Cain let Ilvareno, who stood beside the bed in the same position, to speak.

“It seems that he didn’t tell Dianna that she’s bad at it. However, it seems that he has often made comments comparing her to Cain.”

“I see,” Cain said.

“I’m sorry to say this, but professor Yannis once said, ‘Dianna and Cain are different, so let’s study at Dianna’s pace okay?’ At the time, all I could think was, well that’s right…” Ilvalino said.

“What about Professor Cersis and Professor Tirunoa?

“The housemaid said he complimented  Dianna on her sense of color, unlike Cain. Miss Tirnoa said, ‘Unlike Cain, you are wonderfully prim and proper! I’ve always wanted to see people learn to do things like that little by little! Is what the housemaid heard…”

“I see.”

Probably all of them did not mean any offense. As for Cersis, he was only complimenting Diana. In fact, it could even be taken as an undermining of Cain’s color sense.

However, if the comments comparing her to Cain were to pile up, it would be unavoidable to feel that she is “inferior” to Cain.

Perhaps no one thinks that Dianna is a bad kid. It’s just that after being Cain’s teacher for so long and then having to teach Dianna, they remembered that normal kids are like this.

As a result, the statement “I’m inferior to Cain” is made. I guess he never had the intention of putting down Dianna, but it hurt her.

Cain is over spec as a toddler, starting out with his previous like memories, there’s nothing wrong with Dianna.

“Adults are so stupid…”

Cain muttered.

That’s totally true, he thought.

The original game was about a boy with a dark heart who meets a kind-hearted hero, who heals his heart and becomes attracted to him. The target of the attack has to have darkness in his heart.

There is no way that their living and family environment is normal.

Cain and Dianna’s parents, who would pick them up and pat them on the head when they saw them, were less interested in the actual progress of their education, and although they tried to eat meals with them as much as possible, they never took them on pleasure trips or rode horses with them.

Her mother, Elyse, often stayed with Dianna to teach her embroidery, pressed flowers, and other ladylike skills, but I never saw her reading books to her or playing riddles and word games with her like Cain did.

It’s not that they don’t love us, but I feel like they love us on one hand.

Perhaps Arundilano and his parents are similar. It reminds me of the way they always eat lunch alone.

The other targets of the attack that I have yet to meet may also be planting seeds of darkness in their hearts right now.

Saving all of them may be an unreasonable wish, but if everyone grows up with a healthy heart, they may not feel the need to inflict harm on Dianna when they part ways with her.

Even if they choose the heroine over Dianna, they might pretend to be gentle.

“Ah… What should I do?”

Cain’s vision was blocked by a wet towel, and Ilvalino was listening to his mumbling with a difficult face.