Baby Tyrant

Chapter 21

Surprised by a child's handsome face, a protruding hand pushed the face away.

"I told you to be quiet. Mabel was scared."

Oscar patted me on the back.

I alternated my gaze between the blond boy and Oscar.

'They look about the same age. How cute.'

It was good to see two cute boys standing side by side. Oscar smiled and lifted me up.

"Sorry, Mabel. We didn't mean to wake you up."

Oscar's hand touched my cheek. He lost his reason and began to rub my cheek.

The excessive affection made my eyes swirl.

'Eu......!'

I was so embarrassed that I froze when making eye contact with the blond boy. For some reason, he was looking at me with a surprised look.

"O-Oscar......?"

"What."

Oscar fell apart from me and turned his eyes to the blond boy.

Oh, isn't his tone a little different?

"You're....Oscar, right?"

"What kind of nonsense are you spewing?"

I was quite surprised at Oscar's strange way of answering cynically.

When he talked to me, he was so sweet that he looked like a puppy that there was no way he could be that cold to a friend his age.

Oscar carefully laid me down on the bed, paying no attention to whether or not his friend was surprised.

"Mabel, did the meeting go well?"

"Oong."

"Ah, I have to call you by Majesty now."

I shook my head. I don't know about other people, but I didn't want Oscar to call me by Majesty.

'I feel like I stole it from him.'

"Hwate."

"Hate?"

"Hwate. Emewor hwate."

"Yes, so Mabel hated it, didn't you? Okay, then I'll call you by your name when it's just us. Is that okay?"

"Oway." (Okay.)

I nodded and looked at the blonde boy behind Oscar.

The boy was pointing a finger at Oscar with a shocked face.

"Woah, you..."

"What about me."

"I've heard rumors that you're a fool for your sister, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

"You're not going to shut your mouth?"

I opened my eyes wide because of Oscar's harsh attitude.

Oscar's attitude was too unusual to pass by.

But he smiled softly like cotton candy when his eyes met with mine.

'Is my blood...actually a double personality?'

Oscar sighed at the boy as I glanced at him.

"Mabel, this guy is my motivation for training swordsmanship."

I looked at the boy with curiosity.

It meant that it's not easy to learn swordsmanship like the Prince (soon to be Duke).