Andrew sat upright, well aware of the subtle changes in the atmosphere up until now.
The two often incompatible parties, with a completely unaware, conversational demon sandwiched in between, and a temporarily well-behaved little brat in his arms.
He could only bite the bullet and join the conversation.
“En.”
Diya: “…….”
Right before the pretentious atmosphere of this table reached the breaking point, the clear, crisp sound of the Lolita broke the silence.
“Grandpa and I also came here coincidentally.”
The three people: “……”
Nalun gave her a measured look and noticed that his niece had an especially dark and heavy expression.
“Ilia, did you finish writing your homework?”
The young Charvey let out the family’s trademark cold scoff and said with disdain: “A long time ago.”
Nalun indicated for her to move over: “Little uncle will hold you.”
Andrew hastily got up, planning to hand the child over.
“I don’t want.” Ilia rebelled in a small voice. However, her resistance was in vain.
A heavy weight over his legs, Nalun patted his niece lightly and said: “Sit properly.”
Ilia pouted and secretly made a silly face. However, she still obediently nested into her little uncle’s arms.
In front of outsiders, she still gave her elders quite the face.
However, she couldn’t help but ask: “You declined eating together with grandpa and I just to see Mister Sirius?”
Her tone was filled with resentment.
The people sitting, other than Jeff, all perked their ears.
— For the sake of going on a date with the Admiral, he actually declined an invitation from the Honored Prince Sr.?!
Nalun, expressionlessly: “I told you it was only a coincidence.”
Ilia tilted her neck back and said quietly: “Big liar, I don’t believe you!”
Nalun: “……”
Ilia then said in a normal volume voice: “However, if it were me, I’d also do the same.”
Inside her tiny little body concealed an understanding and tolerant heart.
Nalun: “???”
Do what?
“I’d do anything to see Mister Sirius.”
Nalun: “…….” How touching.
After a while, Ilia wiggled her butt and said: “Little uncle, I want to go to the neighboring table.”
–I also want to go.
Nalun comforted his impatient niece, suggesting that Sirius liked the reserved type more.
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Was it from that time at the onsen clubhouse?
The Admiral saved Ilia. Nalun softened his attitude in gratitude. Consequently……
No wait. He didn’t think this was the case at all.
There must be some minute detail that he didn’t know here.
As Andrew brainstormed furiously, Ilia sat back properly on her little uncle’s legs with a frown.
Reserved! A reserved little lady wouldn’t rush over to bother people.
— His family’s niece was really very easy to swindle at certain times.
Holding Ilia’s little body with his left hand, Nalun unconsciously fiddled with the sky-pointed pigtail on her head with his right hand. This was actually tied personally this morning by the Honored Prince Sr, who was overflowing with fatherly love.
From his seat, Nalun could see Sirius’s lips moving. The Honored Prince Sr.’s back was also relaxed…… the two people seemed to be engaged in a pleasant conversation. Nalun had perked his ears to listen carefully. However, he could still only hear a few broken words. The word that appeared the most was his own name.
He strangely became nervous, for some reason feeling like the development right now seemed a bit strange. Yet, he couldn’t pinpoint the reason why.
Perhaps due to his mental state and mood, the quiet, uncommunicative Nalun emitted an distant, detached aura that rejected all conversation.
Diya and Andrew didn’t feel surprised. Jeff, however, felt somewhat thwarted.
–This familiar. Feeling. Of failing to strike up a conversation!
Ilia nested in her little uncle’s arms, idly kicking her little legs.
Not long later, she suddenly felt her body shift. With a confused sound, her view started to turn.
When everything settled again, she discovered that she was stuffed back into Andrew’s arms.
Ilia: “…..”
Andrew: “???”
Both eyes looking fixed ahead, Nalun marched to the neighboring table with conviction.
What reserve?!
Ilia felt a strong sense of betrayal engulf her young, delicate heart.
The Honored Prince Sr. noticed the arrival of his young son and said in confusion: “Why did you come over?”
The disdained Nalun silently sat next to Sirius and stared wordlessly at his own father.
“Ilia is too heavy. It’s a bit crowded over there.”
The Honored Prince Sr.: “……” He was very certain that his family’s granddaughter was a properly weighted little beauty.
Sirius changed his posture. Hand propping up his forehead, he turned his body slightly to look towards Nalun, appearing fairly relaxed and leisurely.
— Even Nalun himself couldn’t feel this relaxed in front of his father.
He looked over stealthily.
Thinking, aren’t you still waiting for someone?
Sirius smiled and said in a low voice: “Uncle told me a lot of amusing things.”
Nalun: “……” Amusing?
A flash of bewilderment crossed the depth of his grayish green eyes. He really couldn’t imagine how his stern and imposing old dad became linked together with this word.
Therefore, he sent a questioning look to Sirius with his eyes.
The latter only returned him a profound, ambiguous smile.
“……” Nalun felt complicated.
But the Honored Prince Sr. felt even more complicated.
The two young people were actually trying to flirt inconspicuously right under his eyelids, making eyes and exchanging smiles left and right, really not very proper!
He gave a cold huff and immediately saw his young son sit up right and proper, gaze fixed and frozen.
“I still have things to do. Our chat can stop here today.” The Honored Prince Sr. took out his personal comp and said to Sirius: “Let’s exchange Wechat. We can talk more in the future when there’s free time.”
The two people lowered their heads and exchanged contact information.
Nalun: “……” For some unknown reason, his eyelids twitched violently several times.
After the exchange, he thought this brief meeting would finally come to an end. But unexpectedly, the Honored Prince Sr. looked at the time, calmly put away his personal comp, and then continued to say: “You guys are both participating in the Hunting Festival this time?”
Nalun replied: “Yes.”
Sirius was slightly surprised. He originally thought he was the only one who entered unprecedentedly. Who would have imagined that Nalun, who didn’t participate for two seasons, also signed up this time.
Nalun expressed: “I’m responsible for this year’s hunting competition. Of course, I have to step up to the plate myself.”
–Kind like cause-and-effect or something?
Sirius said: “Hope that we will be within the same team.”
“En.”
Nalun nodded in approval outwardly. In reality, he was calculating how to rig the contest so he and Sirius will be separated into two teams. This way, once his team won the competition, he would be able to make all sorts of requests to Sirius.
This would surely be very fun and interesting……
Since he met up with his father, naturally, Nalun had to return together with him.
Before leaving, Nalun used the bathroom as an excuse to slip away. After opening his communication device, he discovered there were over a dozen unread messages. After reading them all, he could only make one conclusion: You can’t judge a person by their appearance. Under Sirius’s dignified exterior concealed a weak, sensitive heart that thirsted urgently for replies.
Nalun scoffed: He should really let those people obsessed with Sirius see just what kind of a lunatic their idol truly is!
Taking a careful look, he noticed that the sent messages arrived unceasingly throughout this entire time.
It was hard for him to believe that the Imperial Admiral, who sat right in front of him just now with a calm and composed expression, was actually doing this kind of shady business right behind his back!
[A two person meeting? You invited that many people. Are you trying to start a party for me to make new friends?]
Nalun was convinced that Sirius wouldn’t reply. After all, Sirius was currently chatting with his father. But unexpectedly, not even a second later, he received a furious bombardment of messages.
[You came?]
[That group of people is only here coincidentally.]
[If you mind, we can switch the location.]
[DuoNi?]
[I’ve been waiting for you all this time.]
Nalun: “……”
Flooded by messages, the Honored Prince blinked, somewhat dumbfounded. The first thought that appeared in his head was actually– how did Sirius manage to sit in front of his father, chatting cheerfully and attentively, while at the same time, let his fingers fly across the keyboard of his personal comp like a web-addicted youth?
He felt like his previous understanding of Sirius was really not very comprehensive.
Sorting his feelings back together, Nalun entered his other important persona.
[Want to see me? Then show some sincerity.]
[Baobei, what do you want?]
[Call me by my full name, thank you.]
[DuoNi WaEr ?]
[That’s right.]
[……]
[I don’t like those people tailing you. I want you to lost them right now and come see me.]
Perfectly aware that Sirius couldn’t walk off right now, yet still suggesting such a rude request, Nalun felt like this wasn’t very good and in complete opposition to his many years of education. However, he was using his fabricated identity. Naturally he could act a little more unruly. It’s not like it’s Nalun Charvey giving Sirius a headache, making things difficult for him, giving him more headaches, and causing more trouble.
[Okay.]
Nalun: “……” Can this be a one second reply also?
But that was his father! The childhood nightmare of all young aristocrats within the Imperial Capital!
Sirius was actually this remarkably courageous?!
Nalun was astonished. Amidst his astonishment was also some admiration.
Emotions surging up and down for a while, he finally came up with a reply.
[Oh right. I really hate that short haired man sitting at the table next to yours!]
“Little uncle!” Ilia’s impatient voice traveled over. Nalun hastily put away his communication device and walked out.
Nalun said: “A reserved little lady definitely wouldn’t yell and scream loudly in front of the men’s bathroom.”
Ilia pouted, her eyes brimming with bratty contempt.
Nalun: “Correct your attitude!”
Ilia huffed coldly: “You have already lost my trust completely.”
Nalun: “???”
Ilia stuck out her tongue, made a silly face, turned around, and ran off.
Nalun: “……”
In a bad mood, the Honored Prince returned and saw Sirius sitting in front of Jeff saying something.
Looking from afar, he couldn’t see the situation clearly. However, recalling the last message he sent, Nalun felt amazed once again at Sirius’s speed of execution.
Yet all of this was for the sake of seeing “DuoNi” once again?
Nalun furrowed his brows, really unable to understand why Sirius had such a deep obsession towards a greasy bearded man.
Thank You for the new chapter ♡ฅ(ᐤˊ꒳ฅˋᐤ)
the plot has advanced so far in other people’s eyes. they’re already secretly married, they’re thinking of adopting several kids, yet between the main characters, they’re not even on proper speaking terms. oh woe is me, this poor reader, who has to suffer through nalun’s poor life choices!
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thanks for the chapter!
Haaah how did it became meeting the parents and getting interviewed 🤭