Vol. 4 Chapter 2.15 - My honorable defiance toward confronting the disrespectful illegal inhabitant

Vol. 4 Chapter 2.15 - My honorable defiance toward confronting the disrespectful illegal inhabitant



There was a loud thud. I thought I was going to fall off the ladder and crash into the bookshelves, but it didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would. When I opened my eyes, there were books everywhere, and I could see the ladder that had fallen, but I wasn’t on the floor. My shod feet were wobbling. I saw an arm across my chest. When I looked up, I saw the other arm supporting the falling bookshelf.

“Here we go.”

The demon simply pushed the bookcase back. The bookshelf, spilling all its books, was easily put back in place. As the shadow disappeared, I was suddenly blinded. I felt a pang in my heart and tears formed in my eyes. My lips quivered. The demon, who had been standing directly in front of the bookshelf, lowered his gaze.

“Are you not hurt?”

A large hand stroked my hair. Suddenly, I felt a rush of sorrow. And despite being the eldest alpha of the family, I found myself crying like a baby.

“Aaaaah.”

I wrapped my arms around his big body and hugged him tightly, like a baby monkey in the picture book. It had been a long time since I’d given up hugging him to my younger siblings because I’d grown up.

I left my younger siblings, went to the study alone, and used the ladder without permission. I’m going to get in trouble. No one needs a crybaby, troublemaking firstborn alpha.

But to my surprise, instead of scolding me, the demon simply smiled and carried me up.

“My son, you’ve suddenly become a baby.”

I looked at him in surprise, and he laughed. It was obvious he was mocking me, but I wasn’t angry. Tears kept streaming down my face.

“I told you not to use the ladder in the study because it’s dangerous.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I’m just glad you didn’t get hurt.”

The demon’s forehead rested against my head. He always smelled of books and ink. And the smell of a big man. My panicked heart calmed a little.

“The study ladder is off limits.”

“Yeah.”

I nodded like a baby, not really answering, feeling unnecessarily embarrassed. I heard a low chuckle. I wrapped my arms around his thick neck and leaned my forehead against his broad shoulder. My nose snorted and I hid in his shoulders.

The demon walked over to a nearby couch and sat down. As I sobbed, still in his arms, he soothed me.

“You must be very scared. It’s okay now.”

He took out a handkerchief and wiped my nose. I could have stopped crying, but I just wanted to cry some more. I gritted my teeth and squeezed out more of my drying tears. He laughed.

“You’re strangely interested in my study, why don’t you tell me what you’re curious about?”

I was taken aback by his sudden question. A sniffle escaped me. As I sniffled, he wiped my nose with his handkerchief again.

“The way you keep sneaking around, you must secretly want to know about something. You’re very curious, just like me. You’re persistent, and I don’t think you’ll stop until you find your answers. But I don’t want you to do anything dangerous again, like you did today. I hope you can tell me what you want to know right now, I’ll teach you as best I can.”

The low voice was very gentle. And so, foolishly, I blurted out a secret that should never have been revealed.

“Are you under a bad spell? Or are you hiding something like an evil magician’s grimoire?”

“What? Magic? What do you mean, all of a sudden? It’s all law books in there.”

“You’re not under a curse or something, are you?”

Tears welled up in my eyes. In the glimmery sight of mine, I could see his surprised face. I was scared.

“Who says I’m cursed?”

“Granny Martha, hicc, said you’re an, imprinted alpha~ hiccc, so you’re making Mother sick, hicc.”

“Oh, dear.”

The sad smile on the demon’s face made my heart sink. I wanted him to tell me it wasn’t true, that he was just messing with me. That he wasn’t under some weird spell. That even though I called him a demon, he was nothing of the sort.

I wanted to scream no.

I don’t like not having the demon.

Because the truth is, I love him extremely.

Because Lenoc is the Demon’s son.

“Until then, I will protect you.”

Not until then. I’ll always be the Demon’s, Daddy’s son. I’m sorry I called you the demon, so don’t say that.

My lips trembled, but no sound came out.

“I love you, my son.”

Lie!

That’s a lie.......

When Mother found out that I had used the ladder in the study and tried to knock over the bookshelves, he scolded me sternly.

“You’re not allowed in the study from now on.”

“That’s harsh. Lenoc is all grown up now. He should be reading.”

“But he could have been hurt if you hadn’t arrived in time. Haa- it’s terrifying just to imagine that.”

“But Lenoc is fine, and he would have learned by now, right?”

The demon stood beside me, offering support. But I didn’t want to meet his gaze.

“You’re being too easy on Lenoc.”

“Kids grow up making mistakes.”

“I didn’t.”

“You’re special. I almost burned the house down once.”

Mother raised an eyebrow at that.

“Lenoc, don’t burn down the house.”

“Yeah.”

“Come on, let’s stop and go eat. I’m starving. Eurea’s waiting.”

As he led Mother, who was still angry, the demon sneaked a glance out of the corner of his eye. I should have acted cheerful when he saw that, but I stupidly turned a blind eye.

* * *

In an estate with a beautiful rose garden live a Count, his lovely children, and an evil demon. I, Lenoc Ellim Teiwind, have been sent to protect the Count from the evil machinations of the demon ......The demon is actually a fool. He is under an evil curse. I have confirmed with several people that there is no way to break it. Even Lord, who was not on good terms with the demon, was sympathetic when it came to the imprint. Furthermore, I’ve tricked the imprinted demon naively into telling me how to defeat himself.

Becoming an adult.

I decided to study spelling. I’ve decided to go to the National Capital University to become an outstanding adult. There, I might get to learn about the demon’s traces and research him. It might take me a long time to defeat him, but I won’t give up.

Unfortunately, the journal is on hiatus for the time being. I’ve also decided to stop calling him a demon. I can’t keep doing childish things like that forever.

Until then. Goodbye.

P.S. I really, really, really hate imprinting! Something like that would be better if it didn’t exist! I would never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever do that!

<Side Story 2 end>.

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