Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy chapter 81

Dynamic Life History – 2

The gaze that was scanning the tombstone stopped at Hecate’s tombstone. It’s been two years since she started to grow old on her own, and she has to spend three more years to be the same age as Hecate. Of the six, Hecate is the youngest.

‘I’m the weird one.’

Her career as a civil servant began too early. If it’s a normal route, even if you start from last year or this year, it’s treated as fast.

I looked at the tombstone for such a long time. She says now she has to go back but her feet don’t come off. I don’t want to see these guys greet me with tombstones, so I don’t come unless it’s an anniversary date, but when I do, I want to stay even a little longer. The human mind is so unique.

But what if there are more left? He’s already had two bottles, so he’ll be stretched out drunk with or without me. Even if I were fine, if they saw me, they would tell me not to be particularly nervous and to get out of the way, that’s obvious.

‘See you next year.’

Maybe it will come earlier than next year’s due date. Then don’t expect it to come bare-handed.

But it was really dirty. Even though I touched it carefully, the palm of my hand that touched the tombstone was damp. I think it even smelled right.

“Woo?”

“What are you crying about? I’m not crying.”

As I turned around after saying my last goodbye, the minister jumped in. If I did something wrong, I could have become a psychopath who worships and laughs. Still, this gentleman’s own method of consolation. Today is also the day when the anger virus will calm down.

Anyway, they were not only special colleagues to me, but also special subordinates to the minister.

“Chief, here.”

“Thank you.”

Manager 1, who was watching from behind the minister, ran up to him and handed him a handkerchief. His hands were so wet that he brushed them off, and he seemed to be concerned.

After wiping his hands, he returned the handkerchief, which was stained purple, and section 1 pouted out his lips.

“I gave it to you to wipe your tears, but what if you dye it and give it back?”

“I’m not crying.”

The first section chief pulled his lips while letting out a big smile. It’s no different than showing off to catch it because it’s good to catch it.

“Uuuuu!!”

He hurts every time, but why does he do this every time? In the meantime, Section 2, who nodded in satisfaction as he touched his chest, pretended not to see it. You’re a self-inflicted bastard.

“Let’s do it in moderation. Are you going to show them how you grew up as a violent boss in front of them?”

Minister Koraji tackled this sh*t.

“I’m sure you’ve seen that a lot already when your Excellency was a section chief.”

“This bastard.”

In one word, defense was possible. It was rather impressive to see the minister step forward, as if he had nothing to refute. In the first place, if I had grown up as a violent boss, who would I have learned from?

And suddenly, my eyes went to Section 1, who caught my lips. Of course, there are a few things I learned on my own from watching them.

“Do you want to go back right away?”

“That’s how it should be. Even if you’re in the system, there’s nothing to do.”

I nodded lightly at the conductor’s words. I told the principal that I would finish it in the morning and come back, so I should go straight to the academy.

“Manager. Section 1 looks like she’s going to cry.”

“Ah.”

Belatedly, I let go of the lips of the 1st manager at the 3rd manager’s words. I forgot to let go It is so tactile that once you hold it, you will keep holding it.

“The manager should cherish and love his subordinates more.”

I ignored the whining words of section 1 with tears in my eyes.

I had no business with the system, so I quickly returned to the academy. In fact, it seems that there is nothing to do even if you return to the academy in the morning, but the longer you stay in the system, the higher the chance of being summoned unexpectedly. There’s no need to take any risks.

And after spending a moderate amount of time, as soon as the members arrived, they seated Erich.

“Aren’t you calling home these days?”

“Huh?”

A student who lives in a long-distance boarding house, but thanks to his younger brother who never contacts her family, her older brother has to send his regards instead. It’s terrifying.

“The head of household asked how he was doing.”

Erich trembled as she heard the word “Family home”. She said she had a hard time going home since before, but she still does.

“Patriarch, what…?”

“I heard you’re doing well.”

“Is that all?”

Asking back with her eyes dripping with doubt seemed to say that ‘the family owner is not the only one asking for regards’. I also wondered what was going on when the householder asked how he was doing, but you didn’t do that either.

‘Even if I’m not the real father.’

Of course, the body itself is definitely the son of the family head who inherited the family head’s blood. However, the contents in it are male and female, and the one that was severely burned four years ago, so I am not friendly with the family head. But what about you, who is practically the only child?

“There are more.”

“As expected.”

“Please tell the warrior that going far is more important than going fast.”

At those words, Erich tilted her head in a more puzzling way. It was a really ordinary greeting and advice mixed with concern.

In fact, the head of the mansion didn’t care how I or Erich trained, as long as they reached the target level. Now that I’m talking about worrying about my body, cognitive dissonance is inevitable.

“If you are far away, keep in touch and live. Even I, who was in the island, contacted me once a week.”

“Brother? To whom?”

“The butler.”

Are you kidding? His eyes were a little stingy. No, to be honest, it’s a little awkward for me to directly contact Gazoo or my mother.

“Your father seems strict.”

As soon as the story of the brothers’ family affairs was over, the quiet members sneaked closer. It was Lutis who spoke with a light smile, as always.

“I’m not a kind person.”

Erich answered firmly, but in fact, he tends to wrap that up in a good way. He is more of a blunt and indifferent person than strict. It’s because the appearance you showed at the National Cemetery today is very unusual.

“Do you think so, too?”

“I became independent a few years ago, so I don’t remember.”

“Haha, that’s right!”

Four years ago, as a civil servant, I became independent. And since there was no degree of blood relation to the head of household in the first place, I had no intention of arguing about being friendly and strict.

“I don’t know what it’s like to have a father’s attention because I have a lot of siblings.”

Certainly, Ryutis knows that he has two older brothers and two older sisters. Even my younger siblings are all over the place, so I’m only the fifth of many, many children.

But when you say that, the King of Armin sounds like a cold-blooded man who neglects his children. A bastard jeopardizes his father’s reputation. I should have recognized him from the time his hair was red, but was he a filial child with fire attributes?

The King of Armain really has a lot of children, so he doesn’t have much interest in each one of them.

“If my father had been half as big as the King of Armain, this wouldn’t have happened.”

I remember the words of the prince who suddenly called and drank canned wine alone. In the end, she got really drunk, and the Crown Princess was at a loss for what to do and soothed her, but I still don’t know why she called me there.

Anyway, compared to the Livnoman royal family, which is full of blood and cold, the Robens royal family is friendly.

“Isn’t it a good thing if there are many siblings? The burden will be distributed.”

“That’s true.”

At the words of Later, the second of three siblings, Lutis answered shyly as if he had nothing to say. If it’s an ordinary family, it’s okay to have three siblings, but from the royal family’s point of view, the three siblings are very dangerous. The more princes who can replace the crown prince when he dies, the better.

Of course, depending on the case, if there are several of them, they kill each other and control the number. Ainter, who is now silent, is the example of such a family.

“Today’s topic is the family? It’s a pity I don’t have anything to say.”

Tanian, watching the conversation between the two princes, said with a small smile. Maybe it’s because we talked about family affairs at the same time as the club started, so the topic of conversation seems to flow in that direction as well.

“Isn’t the saint’s family the greatest? Enen is the father.”

“Haha, that’s the doctrine. I’m an orphan.”

Even Ryutis shut up in embarrassment at the casual self-pad-lip. That’s great, it’s really hard to get him to keep his mouth shut… It’s like he’s forced to cast Tallulah in the first place, but if he can open his mouth, that’s even crazier.

The pupils of Ryutis, who suddenly became like ‘Your father is in heaven’, swayed here and there, and then his eyes were fixed on me. Why are you looking at me, I have nothing to say

I tried to look away, but changed my mind when Louise’s dark expression came into my eyes.

“Family affairs are finished like this. If you hear royal secrets like this, you should cut off your ears.”

“Oh, that’s right. I was short-tempered.”

At my words to close the game, Ryutis reacted positively as if this were the only rope. He didn’t really want to help, but he only helps this time.

“Louise?”

“Ah, yes, yes! Did you call?”

Louisé’s expression was still dark, but when I called her, she hurriedly put on a bright expression. Sorry, I was distracted today too, so I forgot about it for a while.

“The macaron was fine. Can you make it today?”

“Yes! I’ll make it right away!”

“Yes, please.”

It was always Louise who lost her dark appearance in an instant. If I didn’t know what was going on, I would have thought I was wrong.

‘I should have paid attention to someone I knew.’

I was sorry and smiled bitterly. It’s probably a fact only I know in this world, except for the people of the Naiard family. It’s because it’s from the free webtoon. No matter how much the members liked Louise, they wouldn’t be able to get to know Louise as a kid.

At that time, Louise suffered a disaster that was incomparable to Erich, who was simply reluctant and afraid of the family head, and Ainter, who had already made up his mind even though his younger brother died.

‘The writer is crazy.’

I’ve never seen the face, but the original author must be a crazy person. You can’t give an 8-year-old kid such an ordeal without doing that.

Isn’t it too much for her only older sister to die resentful of her?