Chapter 78

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"That's..."

I hesitated to answer.

I didn't think I should say that I had been to the basement. I promised not to lie but I'm doing it right away.

I wriggled my hands and wondered about what to do, but Cade was faster.

"Because she's afraid of sleeping alone."

......When did I?

I looked at Cade in bewilderment.

If you say that, I'll turn into a kid scared to sleep alone at night!

"I see. Irene is still afraid of sleeping alone."

Helena smiled as if she understood right away. I nodded my head shyly.

"She's scared of sleeping alone......?"

Ian, on the contrary, muttered to himself as if he could never understand.

"If we're going to eat breakfast together, we'll have to call Seth and Arban too."

"I've already sent someone. Let's go straight to the dining hall."

So somehow, the whole family got together.

Seth and Arban, who were entering the restaurant together, paused for a moment when they saw me.

"What's wrong with your clothes? Did you oversleep?"

"No?"

"Then?"

Ugh. If you ask me that, I have to become a scared child who can't sleep alone again.

When I awkwardly avoided answering, Helena kindly explained in my place.

"Irene is scared to sleep alone, so she slept with her dad."

"......Pfff."

Seth spitting a little of his drinking water was heard and Arban looked at me with a strange face.

"What are you afraid of?"(Arban)

Seth, who was sitting next to him, said.

"She's afraid to sleep alone."(Seth)

"......."(Irene)

"No?"(Seth)

This isn't it.......

"Ohh, is Miss Irene still afraid of sleeping alone?"

Even Baharn, who was serving food, overheard the conversation.

I shook my head, saying it was absolutely not that.

"No, I'm not scared at all."

"Then why are you only wearing pajamas?"

"Th-that's...!"

It's because I went to the basement and got caught!

The words I wanted to say rose to my throat, but I pressed them down. With tears in my eyes, I looked at Cade, asking him to do something.

He was enjoying the situation.

Resting on his chin and watching us squabble, he shrugged his shoulders.

"She can do that because she's still a child."

And just like that, he nailed it once and for all.

"That's plausible. I hope you have a good meal, then."

Baharn, who served all the food, went back with a hearty laugh.

I sullenly rolled up the tomato pasta with a fork. The plates were served with pasta to suit each individual's taste.

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