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Round eyes on plump cheeks were enough to remind me of fat pigeons. Maybe he looked more like that because of his fur clothes.
That was the end of the appreciation. I don’t even care how he looks like.
I closed my eyes softly and opened my eyes to Estan.
But as if he were really a pigeon, the boy said what he said again.
‘Are you the Odd Bloom?’
I looked with no expression at him.
What do they want me to answer?
Right? Wrong?
What’s important? To me, an odd room or something is not even dusty enough to roll around the floor.
I didn’t have to be angry or answer back. I looked at Estan as I struggled to move my eyes that were not moving.
“Estan, what is my body like? Say anything.”
‘Princess,..that”
‘you’re ignoring my words!’
It was then.
As soon as I was just opening my mouth, sighing deeply to say a word to the child who kept blocking Estan’s words, someone hit his head properly.
The room rang with loud force and loud sounds that made me think that his body was stuck in the floor.
Bam-
“My brother, you’re the Odd Bloom in front of the Odd Bloom. How could you say such a rude thing?”3
“Oh, brother! It hurts!”
Where there was a loud noise.
There, a man who resembled him so much that I thought that the emperor suddenly became small, stood next to a chicken-boy.
The auras were completely different, but they looked very much like the emperor.
Moreover, the late appearance of a man and a chicken pigeon appeared to be siblings.
When I closed my eyes to moisturize my dry eyes, I saw something different again.
The Emperor’s miniature version, which came before me to the point of burden, was looking at me with a friendly smile.
It’s like telling me he’s doing any harm to me. He showed a clean face and a soft look.
Instead of stopping there, the man waved his hand to me and said hello to me.
“Hi, you’re my younger sibling”4
What younger sibling..
Ha, something else has come up to disturb my tranquility.
At that time, the chicken pigeon, standing still and touching his head, came inside, panting like he’s really resembling a pigeon, and stood next to the emperor’s miniature version, complaining.
“Brother always says that only to me”
“Then who the one who came here without a hitch as soon as he heard the news?”
What’s he doing? Is this poison…Is it… like a drug?
Looking at those two they seem to be from the royal family, appearing suddenly and trying to kill me ?
A beat of fifty, I gave him a hard word, looking down at him with trembling eyes.
“I’m going to die…This is not a body that lives …it’s the truth …you can just say it “
“….”
“Let me have a peaceful end day by day”