<h4>Chapter 35</h4>


    The kitchen of the Lombardy mansion was noisy from the dawn.


    This was because today is a day for the immediate family of Lombardy to gather together and have lunch.


    My father, who seemed to have no time to breathe because he was busy, was at home without going to work today.


    It was because I couldn’t bete for a family meal after a long time.


    In fact, in any case, it was the grandfather’smand to take the ’family-like appearance’ between families as important as Lombardy’s business thrives.


    Thanks to this, our family, who skipped breakfast and did a simple trick to soothe her stomach, borrowed the hands of the employees to dress it up.


    It seems that other families are hiring people to help with their decorating, but we didn’t feel the need to do that.


    Sometimes when such an important day came, it was enough to get help at that time.


    "Our Tia is getting prettier day by day!"


    My father smiled and said to me in the mirror.


    I did not say anything of humility.


    It’s pretty even when I see it with my own eyes.


    "Dad is so cool too!"


    These are not empty words either.


    My father, dressed up for a long time, is so cool that my eyes are rounded.


    It is even better to see a family who resembles each other like this.


    Probably more so in the eyes of others.


    You can see that the maids who helped us to make up our clothes couldn’t take their eyes off my father and me with their red faces.


    Lombardy sometimes looks better than anyone else just by trimming it like this, so do you really need to have a separate employee?


    My shoulders shrug.


    "Come on, let’s go, Tia."


    I walked holding arge hand that tenderly extended toward me.


    Father’s hands were big and warm.


    The weather was very sunny, and the bright sunlight seemed to gently melt the interior of the splendid Lombardy mansion.


    Everything felt perfect.


    Until I arrived at the banquet hall, Eleanor Hall, and opened the door.


    "Did youe?"


    The butler waiting at the door greeted us politely.


    But the ce where my gaze went was the other Lombardy people who came and sat behind it.


    Seeing that the top seat was empty, it seemed that grandfather had not yet arrived.


    Ugh. I don’t want to go in.


    Instinctively, I soothed my legs trying to step backward, but I walked to the table as my father led me.


    As I got closer, I saw their familiar faces.


    To be precise, they were all faces that looked twenty years younger than the ones in my memory.


    Even though they are all like angels at first nce, they are wearing colorful clothes and beautiful appearances.


    I know that the inside is empty or darkly colored.


    Viese, who was sitting at the top of the seat, looked at me as if he felt my gaze.


    <h4>Honestly, as Lombardy’s bloodline, as much as my father and the brother, his appearance is not ugly.</h4>


    However, I really hate the greed that was filled in my eyes that day.


    Woowook.


    I wasn’t feeling well, so I quickly looked away.


    "Come on, Tia is here with other cousins."


    The table was divided into adult’s and children’s tables.


    It was fortunate for me.


    I couldn’t seem to get any appetite when I saw Viese or his wife, Seral, who could still feel the gaze looking at this side.


    "Tia!"


    "Sit here next to us!"


    The twins who hade first greeted me with chatter as usual.


    "Okay. The two will take good care of Tia."


    "Do not worry!"


    He responds energetically.


    My father smiled warmly to see if he was relieved.


    "See you soon, Tia."


    My father, who said goodbye and kissed my head, soon moved away to the table over there.


    In the seats where both pairs were sitting, only my father looked a little lonely alone.


    With a small sigh, I turned to sit down.


    "Tia will be sitting next to me!"


    "No! It’s my seat next to me!"


    The twins were arguing over me.


    Father, who cares who?


    Always good friends and a good way to Gilliu and Mayron often quarrel over my problems.


    "Now, two people. Don’t fight."


    I’ve been reading all over, but the twins who had already gotten sick didn’t seem to be able to hear my voice.


    "It’s my turn this time!"


    "Where is that?"


    The voice gets louder and more.


    This was when I intervened between the two energetic people because it seemed that the attention would really be focused.


    "Gilliu. Mayron."


    As someone walked into the banquet hall, the twins’ names were called in a harsh voice.


    It was Vestian Schuls, the father of the two.


    The smile didn’t disappear from the face that was approaching with a big step, but the atmosphere was unclear.


    "What are you doing loudly?"


    And Vestian’s gaze approached me.


    "You are again."


    Yes?


    Vestian’s attitude is strange.


    The attitude ispletely different from when I was with Aunt Shan.


    He nces at me as if he were seeing a headache, and he even pushes his shoulders out of sight.


    It was a light gesture, but my body took a step back due to the power of an adult.


    Vestian, who removed me from the twins’ side, told the sons.


    "Didn’t father tell you that you should be polite at today’s family gatherings?"


    "Yes."


    "I’m sorry... ... ."


    The twins, who became gloomy as they were scolded, bow their heads.


    "Yes, I trust you."


    Vestian said that for thest time and walked to the table over there.


    "Haha, sorry. I’mte!"


    It was a pleasant voice that I could not imagine the person who looked down at me coldly a while ago.


    Yes, that’s what I know of Vestian Schults.


    As if I had dreamed for a while, I sat down next to the twins who had quietly returned to their seats.


    Of course, the two returned with their usual yful faces, wondering when they were depressed.


    I asked them carefully.


    "Hey, you know. Did I do anything wrong?"


    The twins tilted their heads at my question.


    "Just before, Vestian-nim........., Because I think he is a little angry with me ."


    Only then the two nodded, saying ’Ah’.


    Then he noticed his surroundings and answered me.


    "It’s not that Tia was wrong."


    "Because my father originally hated cousins."


    "The cousins... Do you hate it?"


    It wasn’t easy to understand what I meant.


    "Yeah. My father said he hated Lombardy."


    Gilliu hesitates and says.


    "What do you do if you say that!"


    Mayon was frightened and scolded Gilliu.


    "But, Tia is okay."


    "Yes, but...... ."


    "I won’t tell anyone. Don’t worry."


    I said to reassure them.


    Mayron was relieved as if he had be morefortable with my promise.


    And whispered in a small voice as if making excuses.


    "Father doesn’t like us ying with Tia either."


    "Okay? Aunt Shan knows that?"


    Not surprisingly, the twins shook their heads at the same time.


    "My father said it was only the secrets of the men of the Schults family."


    The Schults family men.


    Obviously, the twins using Lombardy’s name or thest name were not changed, but it was not appropriate for Vestian, who introduces himself as ’Vestian Lombardy’, of course.


    I turned my head and nced at the table where the adults were sitting around.


    ’Ha ha ho ho’ughter was flowing about what kind of joke Vestian made.


    However, there is no lie in the words of the twins and the touch that pushed me away.


    However, the smile of Shan, who was holding Vestian’s hand andughing together, did not show any expression.


    Shan, as I know it, she was a person who would rather go neatly than perform such actions.


    As in previous life.


    But one thing is for sure, that Vestian Schults might not be the kind of carefree son-inw I was thinking of.


    It was then.


    A rumbling voice came from across therge table.


    "Hey, half."


    Ah. It’s been a long time again.


    When I looked away, I saw Belsachughing at me.


    It bursts and seems to have been dying for a while.


    Today, my face is full of unfortunateughter.


    I can’t grind the thread for the needle.


    Even today, Astalliu, who is sticking to Belsach’s side, also seemed to be steadfast.


    "Hey, can’t you hear me calling?"


    When I didn’t answer, Belsach growled in an even harsher voice.


    But do people say that the dog is barking?


    I focused on breaking bread before meals as if I couldn’t hear anything like that.


    "That girl is really...."


    Belsach, who was getting even more feverish, groaned and looked around.


    Then, he took one of the green grapes in front and threw them at me.


    Tuk.


    A green pill that fell on my face rolled over the white tablecloth.


    You were still less beaten.


    I had no intention of being patient.


    I was thinking of paying back the same.


    So, I grabbed the three freshly opened green grapes in one hand.


    But before I even threw it, something blew up in Belsach’s face.


    Squash!


    Buttered bread pretended to stick to Belsach’s face, and slowly slipped down.


    "Fuha!"


    I smiled and looked at the side where the bread had been blown away.


    It was Mayron, who still had a knife in his hand that had been buttered.2


    "What are you doing with this now? Ugh!"


    Belsach, who had peeled the bread from his face, became angry, but another piece of bread flew away, this time sticking to the other face.


    Needless to say, it was Gilliu’s work.


    "Well, what! Why are you two doing that?"


    Belsach shouted unfairly as she wiped her greasy face with a napkin.


    "You threw the fruit at Tia first, right?"


    "So you thought you were ying while throwing food, right?"


    As the twins talked, they scornfully sarcastic.


    Belsach groaned through the door.


    "I yed with that lowly one, and both changed! Again, this is why I have to get along with the right person!"


    However, the twins listened to the words and rubbed their ears with their fingers.


    Belsach disassembled for a while, then said with a bloody smile.


    "You two, would you like to see me well?"


    What is he saying?


    It could have been just dismissed as Belsach’smon buzz, but there seemed to be something.


    It was even more of an ted attitude.


    Belsach said, looking at me and the twins.


    "From now on, I have been granted permission from my grandfather to go to the Imperial Pce once a month. With a special request from Her Highness the Empress"