eside him, got soapy mist sprayed right into my face.

“That’s not how you cut it, okay? You have to cut it smaller!”

“Oh, okay.
I’m usually quite confident with a knife, you know.
This is weird”

“Smaller.
Careful, careful!”

We cleaned together, did laundry, and made food clumsily.
Though the work was unfamiliar, it was fun to do it with my father.

The time we spent together for the past few days brought us much closer than the seven years we lived together.

My father treated me with the utmost affection, and I also acted forgetting about my embarrassment of looking like a child.

Now, I feel like we’re becoming a real family.
My heart tingled, feeling a father’s love which I’d never received before.

My father must’ve felt the same way.
He immediately found someone to help with the housework but asked them to start working the day before he went back to work so that we’d have more time alone.

Of course, not all of that week was filled with happy times of just the two of us.
To resume my studies, which I was forced to abandon due to my efforts to avoid Kirsec, I brought back Mr.
Haftery.

To tell the truth, while I was in the mansion, in my haste to escape Kirsec, I couldn’t even notify Mr.
Haftery that I would be unable to take classes.

The extremely persistent Kirsec often picked out places I absolutely couldn’t avoid searching for me.

He found out and came all the way to the places I eat and sleep, it wasn’t surprising that he would’ve found out the time and place of my classes too.

In time for Mr.
Haftery’s arrival, Kirsec would linger around in front of my room, and upon seeing him from afar, I would have no choice but to skip the classes.

I never meant to make Mr.
Haftery suffer in vain.

And I think Mr.
Haftery might’ve noticed that I had some sort of discord to deal with in the Duke’s mansion.

My father didn’t know about my troubles with Kirsica.
So I was very nervous that Mr.
Hafter might comment on that.

I didn’t want my parents to know how I was bullied by Kirsec and had to hideaway.

I knew it would be my father too.

“Welcome.”

But fortunately, Mr.
Haftery simply came and stared at me without mentioning anything at all.

“Shall we start the class?”

As if nothing had happened.
As if we had met just yesterday for the last class.
His attitude was no different from usual.

“Yes! I am in your care.”

So I didn’t bring it up either.
Though I didn’t know why I think that Mr.
Haftery was being considerate, so I accepted it without further hesitation.
Mr.
Haftery opened his book, and I followed suit.

I’m finally back to my normal routine.

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