Childcare Diaries - [Author: 봄볕의기억 ]

Chapter 35

"You're here."

As he approached the garden, he saw the Count arriving first, so he hurriedly walked over to him and said, "Forgive me for being late."

"It's only natural since my place is closer to the garden."

Kentrail, who spoke indifferently, gestured for Barry to walk with him and took a step forward.

"You must not have been able to sleep."

"...Yes."

"I see, well, it's time to go back to the academy again.'

After saying those words, he was silent for a moment. When he saw the flowers blooming in the garden, Barry wondered if this was something Kentrail should see with the one who would become the Countess, not himself.

And then, even after a brief pause, he remembered what Ellie had said.

She mentioned that the relationship between the Count and their sister wasn't serious. She also said she liked the Count and Yujes, who was the tutor, too. Though Barry warned her not to talk nonsense.

"I know it won't be comfortable to leave here because of what happened to your sisters."

After thinking about it for a moment, the Count continued.

Barry hurriedly came to his senses, and approached Kentrail, where the gap had widened before answering.

"Yes, Ellie is still immature and I am worried that my older sister is not feeling well."

Kentrail patted the child's shoulder at the candid reply, "Ellie is a smart child. To her older brother, she may still look like a child, but to me, she felt mentally mature already."

Kentrail remembered Ellie, eagerly waiting by Marie's side.

"I will protect the nanny from collapsing again. So, don't worry about it and go back to the academy and focus on your studies."

Barry, now the second-largest physique among his academy classmates, still had to look up to the Count's face. There was a firm will in his eyes. Seeing it, the boy felt a little relieved.

"Thank you. And, I'm sorry to have always bothered the Count like this..."

"Don't say that."

Kentrail raised his large hand and stroked Barry's head.

'When was it... I never had my hair stroked like this.'

At the academy, even if the professors praised him, they had never done anything with such intimacy.

Barry guessed he was still young. Seeing his heart flutter at the fact that the Count stroked his hair once.

"Yes."

Barry barely answered in a watery voice. And, perhaps, the unreasonable expectations were rising.

He wanted someone like this by his older sister's side.

***

"Marie."

"Young Master. Where have you been?"

Two hours have passed since Brielle, who she thought would be by her side all day today, had to do something and then disappeared with another maid.

Whatever he was doing, he was wet with sweat up to his forehead.

"Look at this sweat."

Raising her handkerchief and wiping away the sweat, Marie asked him to change his clothes.