
"Friends, Theomund ... He said he was born with an open Spirit Eye. Which in the witch family, it was an omen related to her talent. If you're born in that condition, then you'll get special treatment."
"It's true, unfortunately I'm not like that."
I have to tell you how many times. As an only child, I never felt how mindfulness was shared by my own siblings until I felt jealous of it. I'm an only child, which means my parents just focus on me. They were still healthy until I was this big, I got the full affection of my mother and father. It should be undeniable to be an only child, brother, and sister, having their own advantages and disadvantages, according to my preference being an only child is better than having a brother like Dorothy.
And sure enough, being a sister is not easy. When as brothers have done their best, in fact they do not have special expectations on Dominique. The expectations that Dorothy could make, instead they did not burden the child, but Dominique who clearly did not have the expertise in the field they expected the twins to be able to make it happen. Dominique still accepts and tries, but of course her parents are not satisfied with her. Meanwhile, Dorothy who brags is actually proud—dia is the real villainess.
"So, you're not willing to—sthere's a training path to open your eyes? Even so, I heard the training was difficult."
"The training takes ten to fifteen years if it starts at an early age. As for the adult age, may it be longer, or shorter? I don't know."
"Do you really understand how the training is?"
"There are several tens of methods I have to do, from opening my eyes to closing my eyes again every day for ten years in a row. I memorized it outside my head."
No, this Spirit Eye is the hard work of the original Dominique. His training started when he was 5 years old, while I only showed up when he was 16. Which means he only enjoyed his hard work for a year. Dorothy's cunning, is this how she still feels jealous of her sister? His motives of envy of Dominique were very unwarranted. What is the power of a child who likes to swim in family swimming, if not mess with his brother for a day he can wriggle the heat like a worm doused in salt water.
"The witch family is just as tough, huh?"
"We're going through the same path. The difference is that I passed it in winter, and you passed it in the scorching summer."
Cashel chuckled. "really, I don't like summer."
"So, do you want to?"
"Well, if Miss Mikami insists."
Missy. Missy. Missis! It feels like being seduced, because in the modern world it is rare that something like this.
"Call me Mikami. I didn't even call you Sir or Mister, did I?"
Cashel blinked his eyes several times, his lips gaping in the shape of an O. "Oh, right too. Ekhem, have you not been taught manners by your family? I'm a knight lieutenant, then older than you, and I'm calling my first name. You should have respected me more!"
"I'm sorry, but it's because you didn't rebuke me from earlier."
Because I mentioned my pen name as a nickname here, maybe the identity of my author who likes to generalize the character so get carried away. However, my impression of Cashel was quite different. Somehow he was the first servant character I created, I described him as having a good and pleasant character. Continued with Casildo, whatever the nature is not similar to Cashel, then just conclude that it is derived from his mother.
The gentleman character described by the woman was valid is the type of partner.
"But, Mikami ... I just remembered, tomorrow I need to be up to a week ahead. A lot of things to pursue, especially how Kenes' fate will be."
"Fate?"
"Kenes always rebelled if he wanted to be taken to the battlefield. He was almost eliminated because he was considered not to bring contributions, but had been trained in such a way with other horses. Either he'll settle here as a wild horse or he'll be a test for the new kid who first rides a horse."
Horses this big but guts squeak? There is always the possibility that suggestion can still win from 'doctrine' such as training. Fear of death is natural, because I'm sure, as long as Kenes watches death in front of his eyes is he's certainly more afraid of feeling sick and afraid of getting hurt. Animals are more sensitive than humans when they know the moment of their death is near. Kenes was lucky that Cashel saved him.
"I suggest, let him settle here as a wild horse. To call him just call with a whistle that he easily recognized."
"You hear me, man? If you're left free, you won't run away from the cage again."
"I'm gonna get some rest first."
"Please, have a good rest."
...»»——⍟——««...
"Miss ... Awake up!"
Sounds and moments are similar, it feels like deja vu. Oh yeah, when I first opened my eyes here it was like this too, right?
"... yeah?"
"I'm sorry, miss, it's dinner time."
Why does time pass so fast? I'm still sleepy, but I can't deny it either, I'm hungry. And my throat is dry, do I want to get sick from the rain?
"Is Cash— I mean, Sir Cashel is already waiting downstairs?"
"Yes, just waiting for you. I've also prepared water for face wash, please Miss use."
"All right, thank you very much, yeah. I'll be right up to it."
Fidelya lowered her head, then walked backwards to then exit the room. The environment around this was so quiet and peaceful. Until I could hear the sound of laughter coming from downstairs. Because Cashel was so good, so maybe he was joking with one of the workers in this house? I didn't want to keep the host waiting, I quickly cleaned my face thoroughly, combed the disheveled hair, then tie it ponytail— style I don't want any of my hair swallowed accidentally while eating.
After I made sure I had a neat appearance, I hurried to get out of the room, then walked down the stairs to the dining room. Another waiter who was cleaning in the hallway showed me the direction of the dining room. Then, I don't know why my heart is beating so fast. What is this feeling? Feeling agitated?
As soon as I reached the dining room door, I could make sure the talking voice came from here. There are two male voices. Cashel was indeed very good, but was he as naive as eating with the workers in his house? I want to eavesdrop—not—I feel like I should.
"How's that?"
"That's what?"
"Your idiot. What's name?"
"Lesya Laksita. He can be magic, but not so great, so even if he is called a witch he is not suitable. I've given him everything related to magic knowledge before, but he doesn't know anything. His only privilege was that he was born with the Spirit Eye already open and approached by a lot of magic, not knowing what attracted them to him."
Lesyas? Then ... Inside is Theomund?! But why can't I feel it?
"It will soon be Lesya Ginova. If you introduce your family to him as the head of the family does, he will understand and be able to build his own initiative."
"Like no other woman."
"What kind of type are you?"
"That's perfect like me."
Oh, he's got a good sense of humor.