The Reason I Keep Avoiding My Childhood Friend

When I saw him like that, I wondered why he didn’t force me to hit him. But if he gave the order to hit him, he’ll be a real crazy person.

The shocking second tea time was over. Every time I meet Kirsec, I feel like I am 10 years old. Are we supposed to have a tea time like this every time? Please I hope this is just a vain concern.

Did the tea time with Kirsec go on peacefully after that? It wasn’t exactly that.

Because Kirsec has such a selfish personality, there were several tense nerve battles. In the middle, I pat Kirsec, who is worried about his relationship with the Grand Duke, and calm the guy who asks me to hit him, and I manage to endure the tea time.

Is it because of the mental age difference? The more I talked to Kirsec, the more often the feeling that ‘Am I right to talk to this guy?’ got strangely intertwined in the conversation.

Of course, the peak of that feeling was when Kirsec begs to be hit. The thing I heard the most from Kirsec was ‘When will you hit me?’. I felt like I was being brainwashed by getting asked that question so many times. Sometimes, it was to the point that I really wondered if I should slap Kirsec on the cheek.

Today is the 10th tea time. As I entered the parorI was now used to, I greeted Kirsec, who was sitting sullenly at the table.

“Hi?”

“Huh. Today is peppermint.”

“The sweets are sweet, so you can use that tea.”

“You eat too much sweets.”

Whatever. After glancing at him, I greeted the young knight standing behind Kirsec with a bashful shy smile.

“Hello. You are working hard today.”

“Good to see you again, Lady Aide.”

I almost jumped because I liked how the Knight Henry bowed to me and said a noble greeting that would only be given to a lady. Knight Henry was Kirsec’s new escort knight, who recently got changed. Did the Grand Duke take my advice and change all the people around Kirsec into someone who can speak to him directly?

He said he would soon find a new tutor as well. I heard that Mister Hafteri was also offered a job as Kirsec’s tutor, but the teacher refused. I don’t know why. But, knowing the person named Kirsec, I admired Mister Haftery’s wise decision.

Unlike Mister Hafterry, Knight Henry didn’t have a handsome face that made people admire him just by looking at him. However, he had a gentle charm because he had a friendly smile on his face. Besides, he has a reliable body like a knight, so it feels like seeing a sports star? I couldn’t help but be thrilled to hear that such a person treated me like a noble lady.

I’m a 7-year-old kid, so we can’t date, but his eyes and heart are warm. These days, Knight Henry and Mister Hafterry shed their charms, and my heart raced to and fro like a foal.

“You look cute today.”

Oh my, you have to return compliments with compliments.

“The knight is even cooler today.”

When I gave such a timid compliment, Knight Henry responded with a soft smile. The moment I was about to smile too, I heard a particularly loud sound of putting the fork down on the table.

Surprised, I followed the sound and saw Kirsec staring at me with terrifying eyes. His cheeks were swollen like a frog, and his grumpy face was flowing down. Ugh, it’s the start of another fit.

“Why?”

I asked the question bluntly and grabbed a cookie and put it in my mouth. As I chewed and stared at him as if he had something to say, Kirsec trembled again. Will he explode? Can he stand it? I waited for Kirsec’s reaction.

Fortunately, he took a long breath and spoke calmly, though his voice was suppressed instead of screaming.

“Drink some tea.”

You’ve improved a lot. The guy who joked around whenever he had time has developed quite a bit of patience.

“Even if you don’t tell me to, I will drink.”

Well, if there’s one thing that has changed in my relationship with Kirsec, it’s that I started talking casually to him.

Actually, from the first meeting with him, I really didn’t like Kirsec’s way of speaking. Every now and then he shot back, and yelled. At first, I had to endure it because of my status, so I just kept quiet. However, as the day went on, Kirsec’s rude tone became more and more annoying.

I hate to hear his hey, hey, hey, finally, at the 5th teatime, I got up with courage.

“Why do you keep calling me hey?”

Kirsec didn’t react for a moment, as he didn’t know I was going to attack him. Kirsec’s two eyes only blinked.

“Why? Can’t I call you hey?”

To his reply that he didn’t expect to receive such criticism, I responded softly.

“I have the name Arendine. It feels bad when you keep yelling ‘hey’.”

“…..okay.”

Kirsec was unexpectedly accommodating. So does that mean that he won’t call me hey in the future? Even if it doesn’t seem like it, I think we can communicate better than when we first met, so I tried a little bit more.

“And why are you talking to me so casually?”

This time, Kirsec’s cheeks bulged and fluttered. It seemed that he couldn’t hide his anger. He has been living his own way so far, so I guess he was not used to this kind of criticism.

But instead of getting angry, Kirsec clenched his teeth and endured it. I was a little surprised to see that. The impatient kid got patient twice!

Kirsec seemed to ponder as if he was measuring something, then spit it out.

“What’s wrong with that?”

Are you really asking because you don’t know? Or is it just insisting?

“Because the listener doesn’t feel good.”

I really wanted to pour out countless words, but I resisted it. Just having a child like Kirsec listen to me like this meant a lot of progress. I always thought to myself that way.