Vol. 4 Chapter 2.7 - My honowable defianse toward confronting the disrespekful illllegal inhabitant

Vol. 4 Chapter 2.7 - My honowable defianse toward confronting the disrespekful illllegal inhabitant



It took quite some time for us to walk and our hunger came. I didn’t know how it was at home, but at a picnic, it was all him and the Lord who were in charge. They began to set up on the rug, pulling out plates and cups and other food and drink.

“What’s this?”

“Sandwiches. Don’t bother unwrapping them. It would be better for everyone to take one and eat by themselves.”

“And the wine opener?”

“Inside there. Why don’t you go find a fork and knife first?”

“Don’t order me around, civil servant.”

“Then be more useful, unemployed.”

Leaving the fight between the elk and the wolf behind, Mother and Uncle Rapiel took Jester for a walk, while Eurea dragged Sioux, who kept trying to come towards me, saying she saw a rabbit over there. I went down the other side of the hill to sightsee, and the twins, who had just followed me, heard Eurea’s voice and ran off in that direction.

Thank you, Eurea, and may you rest in peace.

“Eek! Don’t kill the rabbit!”

“Mom, I caught a rabbit!”

The blonde Sylas rose up, holding a bundle of fur. That rabbit must have already given up on life for some reason to be caught by those guys. I wondered what kind of life it had lived to make him feel that way, so I hurried over to him.

Sylas wanted to hold the rabbit by himself, and next to him was Atlas, who wanted to hold it too. Behind him, Eurea was getting angry at him for letting it go, and Sioux was looking like he was going to cry. I was also a little curious about the stupid rabbit that Sylas had caught, so I took a closer look.

During the whole incident, Sioux kept saying, “Let go of the rabbit. It has a family waiting for it.” and sobbed. But the twins, the offspring of rampaging carnivores, were not listening at all. They squeezed their captive, pulling at its ears, hands, and feet. The rabbit even squeaked.

“Hyung, I got a rabbit.”

Sylas held it out proudly. I sighed as I looked at Eurea, who was yelling, “Let it go!” and Sioux, who was now really starting to cry. If Sioux cries here, it’ll become annoying. I sighed heavily and said.

“That’s not a rabbit.”

“Huh? It’s not a rabbit?”

“That’s a mouse.”

“What?”

“A rat. Rats are so big here because the land is so big.”

“Ew! No!”

The blonde alpha kid held the rabbit out to his dark-haired twin brother, who was backing away in disgust despite having insisted on holding it himself just moments earlier. Sylas panicked and eventually held it out to me. Then he said, “Ew, I hate rats! They’re gross!” and they both ran off in another direction. I picked up the rabbit, walked a few steps away, and tossed it in the grass. Startled, the rabbit scurried away.

“Is that really a rat?”

Eurea asked belatedly, and I was about to lie and say that it was, but then I saw Sioux and changed my mind. It would be really troublesome if he fainted.

“I lied. It is a rabbit.”

“...... Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Promise then.”

I’m a man of my word, so I laced my hand with Sioux’s outstretched pinky. “That’s my son,” said the man who had caused all this, with an inexplicable pride. The corner of the Lord’s mouth twitched.

There were three kinds of sandwiches, grilled chicken, salads and fruit, and a huge assortment of sweets and pies. Martha wrapped everything up as best she could. After eating my fill and drinking some sweet and sour juice, I felt full and a little sleepy.

The crockery was cleared away and the adults, who were drinking tea, quickly paired up and dispersed. I somehow ended up holding Jester and staying put. Eurea was being chased by the twins, screaming and running everywhere. I seriously considered trading Jester for the twins, but decided against it. I don’t really like noise.

Sioux, who had been by my side ever since I ate my lunch, was still sitting next to me. I couldn’t help but notice that he was looking at me like he really liked me. I sat Jester on my lap and held his hand, then asked him.

“If you’re a boy, why are you wearing a skirt?”

“Huh? You don’t think it’s pretty?”

“More like weird.”

At that, Sioux suddenly became upset again. I quickly looked around to see if the Lord was nearby. He was over there with Uncle Rapiel. Our distance was safe enough.

“You said it was pretty before.”

“I thought you were a girl then.”

Sioux’s face twisted slightly.

“Not long ago, even when we were looking at picture books together, you said you liked Omegas in a skirt.”

“Not long ago? Ah, the one we read together some time ago. That’s because it was a female Omega. Besides, the main character was a princess, but you’re not.”

“But...... but...... grandpa, grandma and dad said it was cute.”

Sioux gripped his skirt, not knowing what to do.

“Those people would still say you’re cute even if you were covered in black charcoal.”

“You don’t like me wearing a skirt?”

“It’s not really that I hate it. But it’s not that I like it either. It’s just weird.”

Her face lit up when she said no, but it quickly turned sour. Sioux was silent for a long time as he crinkled the hem of his skirt.

“Would you like it better if I wore pants instead of a skirt?”

Rather than I would like it more, I would dislike it less, but I didn’t think it was necessary to say that outright. It would be troublesome if he cried.

“Yeah.”

Sioux gave a small laugh at that.

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