It’s The First Time For Both Of Us - Chapter 12
Chapter 12
Translator and Editor: Bunny and Wyvern
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Chapter 12
“This would be enough, right?”
I checked the surroundings a few times to see if someone would pick up my dad’s bread, and then went down the stairs to the dining room. It was a sin to leave behind the food the chef had worked hard to prepare, so I had to go back before it cooled down.
* * *
At the same time, Callen was in the annex rather than in the main building. It was the furthest from the main building among the two annexes, and the whole building was dedicated to Yurie.
Callen was free to kill time here today. He could see the house well if he sat here. The windows in all the rooms were bright as if the mansion, which had always been dark, was having a party – except for one place.
His room. Light didn’t suit his life at all.
“…”
Carlen stayed in the annex for a long time, and it was late in the evening when he returned to the mansion.
Dante approached him as soon as he came back. “Were you still in the annex? The young lady was looking for you earlier.”
“Why?”
“It’s dinner time and you haven’t come back. It seems like she just returned to her room after waiting for Your Excellency in the dining room alone.”
“…”
Even after listening to Dante’s words, Callen silently went his own way.
Feeling frustrated, Dante continued to follow him. “Still, please have dinner with her. The dining room is very spacious that it wasn’t suitable for the young lady to eat alone there.”
“She can eat in her room.”
‘You can eat in your room since the dining room is very spacious.’
Dante thought that it would feel better if he punch the back of his head once. “That’s a different matter. Does it make sense for a child who just turned six to eat dinner alone? Please join her tomorrow even if it’s troublesome. You are continuously making her feel bad.”
It was a bit of an exaggeration, but it wasn’t wrong. Dante wasn’t there but he heard it from the other servants, including Pihne. From the fact that she visited her father before dinner and the fact that she ate dinner alone without saying anything after returning.
How many times did she ask for her father? Of course, it was because she was anxious. Dante couldn’t even imagine the harsh and daunting reality of having to adapt to this huge mansion alone.
He kept chasing after Callen and nagging him. In the end, Callen gave in.
“……Thank you, Your Excellency. Then, why don’t you take a look at her before you go to bed later?”
Dante tried to get the two to meet somehow. Callen didn’t answer, but instead headed to the second floor where the child would be and stopped in front of the child’s room. But he stood still for a moment instead of holding on to the doorknob.
Hearing the barely audible voice of the child, it seemed like she was talking to her maid. Dante watched his lord being like this from afar.
“Dante,” Callen said instead of going into the room, and he came over in surprise.
“Yes.”
“Prepare water for washing.”
“…Yes?”
He wasn’t going inside the room but he was also not going anywhere. Dante was puzzled and hurried to prepare the bathwater.
* * *
Tear.
Teeaar.
The terrifying sound of dripping water filled the room. Dante, who had prepared bathwater as instructed, was at a loss for words. It was okay to go to an unused room and take a bath, but the problem was that he never finished taking it.
The hot water had already been used up a long time ago. Callen, who had used up all the ice-cold water for not having enough lukewarm water, couldn’t leave the place as if he still had regrets.
“Your Excellency, this will hurt your body!”
Dante held out a large towel to Callen, hoping he would stop doing this bizarre thing. Whether he had read the meaning or the water had run out, Callen took the towel.
He sighed in relief when he saw Callen meekly holding the towel. “I’ll bring you a light snack.” Dante went out, and a drenched Callen, dressed roughly, left the room as if he had been possessed and walked down the hallway where the child’s room was.
“Dad… smells like blood.”
Hearing that he smelled of blood, he immediately moved to the room farthest from the child’s room. Callen trudged over and stood at her door. It was already midnight.
Even after washing his body long enough that he had to use cold water, he thought she could still smell the blood so he didn’t go inside the room and just stood there.
The shadow standing in front of the child’s door did not move while the moonlight hid behind the clouds once and then came out.
“…”
A child who looked just like her mother – from wrinkling the bridge of her small nose and squinting her narrow brow. A child who shrugged in fear but said something.
Her voice echoed in his ears, so even after washing himself, Callen turned around without opening the door in the end.
* * *
“It’s so hard to meet Dad,” I laid down on the bed and muttered.
[You can find him, then.] Kuhn sat halfway on the window sill.
“It would be better if I know where he is.”
[But he came here earlier.]
I jumped up at his words.
“When?”
[A few hours ago?]
Oh, that was good news.
“Then I will go out.”
I got out of bed in my pajamas and went straight out. I thought it would be more comfortable to say hello and go to sleep. As soon as I left, I knocked on the next room, but there was no response.
“…He isn’t here.”
‘Where else would he go?’
I ran down the stairs. I went back to the first floor and ran to Dante, whom I saw from a distance. “Dante!”
He turned to me, startled. “Huh? Miss, haven’t you slept? It’s very late.”
“Uh, what about Dad?”
“His Excellency? Well, he’s probably inside his office.”
“The office? Where is that?”
He pointed like an excited man. “See that big door at the end of the hallway over there? It’s there. Would you like some warm milk while you talk with him?”
I just shook my head. “No, I’ll sleep soon.”
“Okay… Then, feel comfortable to talk to him.”
Dante acted like it was a pity.
“Hmm. Good night, Dante.”
I was worried that I had to knock on the door if it was closed tightly, but it was, fortunately, half-span open. I approached and squinted through the cracks on the door.
“I don’t think he’s here….”
He must’ve been away for a while seeing that the door was open. I carefully opened the door and entered, thinking that perhaps I should patiently wait inside. If it wasn’t for the liquor bottle and glass that I immediately saw as soon as I entered, I really wanted to.
“…”
There was a bottle of wine on the desk, but the office was very tidy. There was nothing except a desk for working, a sofa and a table, and a bookshelf filling one wall. It’s as if he just brought what he really needed to do his work. It wasn’t just the office. Somehow, the mansion often felt dreary.
‘He doesn’t eat and drink.’
At this time, I clearly felt that it was harder to deal with adults than with children.
From tomorrow, we must start eating together. I reached out and picked up the bottle to sneak out the liquor in it. Then, involuntarily, I smelled the alcohol. What a delicious drink…
“What is this?”
The smell was odd. Even if I didn’t have to bring up the memories of my previous life, I could tell that it wasn’t alcohol. It didn’t smell like alcohol, but rather it had a very strong herbal smell.
‘Unless there’s something wrong with my nose.’
What the hell was this, and how many bottles did he drink? Even if it was a drug, the amount was too much. The number of bottles I saw last night alone exceeded ten fingers.
Before throwing it away, wondering what the hell this liquid was, I tilted the bottle slightly and brought it to the tip of my tongue.
“…!”
As soon as I felt a tingling, my body floated as someone grabbed the back of my neck with the sound of the footsteps approaching.
“Ahh!”
I turned my head to the side to check, and it was my dad who lifted me up. Dad’s face was contorted badly. Anyone could see that he was angry. At the sight of my father’s terrifying eyes, I was frightened for a moment and withdrew my body.
“What are you doing?”
I shook my head left and right.
‘I haven’t done anything yet!’
But I couldn’t dispel my father’s thoughts even if I shook my head.
Dad’s frown deepened. His jewel-toned purple eyes were so scary.
“Naw… ha!” (Nothing.)
Huh? I covered my mouth at the bizarre pronunciation that came out. Something was strange.
When I covered my mouth with both hands and didn’t speak, my dad put his face close to me.
“Are you okay?”
Shake, shake.
“Are you okay?”
Shake, shake.
Dad asked again, but I couldn’t answer.
“Haa….”
At the close sound of my father’s sigh, I shook my head and confessed.
“Ma touh is swiff.” (My tongue is stiff.)
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