Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy - Chapter 417

417 – Daebaek also has daily life – 4

I finally opened my mouth after the heavy karma.

“…I’ll try my best.”

It’s a pity for Elizabeth, but I couldn’t give a definite answer that my turn would come within today.

No matter how important the order is, isn’t there something strange about the obligatory expression of affection? ‘I’m waiting for the fifth, so I quickly process the second, third, and fourth!’ It’s a crazy idea even if you think about it yourself. Even supermarkets nearing closing time don’t hold events like that.

Besides, it is rude to the other person to forcefully express the high-intensity affection of kissing without setting the mood. Before and after being possessed, I know the importance of atmosphere as I have only experienced dating in my entire life, Hecate.

“The manager is here, so I have to go back now! Then I won’t be able to see you until vacation!”

However, as he evaded a definite answer, Erze Beth pouted his lips and protested as if he was unfair. He protests so earnestly and convincingly that it is impossible to refute.

“If you’re going to do this, you’re too old! I’ll do a new birth registration, so I’ll be 18 too! Then I can be at the academy!”

“No, why did I live as a bureaucrat because I was old…”

Soon after lying on the floor and struggling, Elizabeth began to speak in groups that made listeners feel ashamed. I wonder if Mar, who was in my arms, also got up quietly and distanced herself from Elizabeth.

That desperate struggle continued until Beatrix returned from class.

It was really unfortunate.

Ezebet, struggling on the floor, complained in Beatrix’s arms.

“My sister was also in Jedo last year, so you know how I feel, right?”

“Well, of course I know.”

Beatrix, who had been patting Erzebet, responded in a soft voice as if soothing her daughter.

I think I’m losing my mind. Although they call Louise a pink capybara, isn’t she actually a real capybara? Following the virtuous empress, quiet Penelia, and now having a friendship with the duke who reigned for 100 years, it was not an ordinary human affinity.

Of course, other lovers became close with Beatrix, but Elizabeth was the only one who broke down the wall to that extent.

“But I don’t think Aga will feel comfortable either. Is she the type to discriminate against us?”

While staring at the white capybara in a daze like that, I was moved by Beatrix’s words.

Beatrix is right. I tried alone and silently not to discriminate against any of the six. Thinking that someone would recognize my efforts made me tear up.

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‘So are you.’

I inadvertently looked down at her hands. The pitifully sparkling half-ring seemed to appeal that he felt the same way.

I forced you to sacrifice a lot for a love without discrimination… I’m really sorry…

“So please understand. As much as I’m sad right now, I’ll be happy when the vacation ends.”

Then Erzébet, who had buried her face in Beatrix’s chest, lifted her head gently. Then she looked at me with her sparkling eyes.

A peek laugh came out. Because it looked like I knew what you were thinking. He must have asked for confirmation that what Beatrix said was correct.

“When you return to the system, stay with me in the office.”

So I did. If it was a pure boss-subordinate relationship, you might want to bite your tongue, but considering that they are lovers, ‘I will spend a lot of time with you during vacation.’ Shy confession.

“You work overtime every day, right? I look forward to it!”

Perhaps thanks to that, Elizabeth also joked back with a hihi.

I instinctively got goosebumps at the word overtime, but it must have been a joke anyway.

…You’re kidding, right?

***

Seeing Eri still smiling while holding me in my arms, I couldn’t help but smile.

The first child to approach me out of the five children who were having a hard time with me. Now, I am used to being called Eri rather than Erzebet.

And although she has a lively and unique worldview, she is a wonderful child who is surprisingly deep and considerate.

‘I might be jealous.’

What a wonderful child. I am lucky to be the second, but this child ended up being the fifth, even though I met and stayed close to my baby faster than anyone else. The baby is not a child who discriminates in order, but if there is a case where you have to care about the order like now, you have no choice but to see the damage, not the damage.

Actually, Eri could feel unfair and angry. Because the two children, Louise and Irina, met their baby later than Eri.

Even so, Eri did not show any dissatisfaction. Although she is so squeamish, she is only doing it to get her baby’s attention, and she never gets angry or shows negative emotions towards other children.

“Sister?”

‘Ah.’

My hand was stroking Eri’s hair before I knew it. She seems to have put into action what she thought was admirable.

“Your hair is nice. It’s so soft that I touched it without realizing it.”

“Isn’t it? I take care of it every day!”

She was taken aback for a moment, then she quickly made an excuse, but Eri smiled and shrugged her shoulders as if she liked it.

I’m glad. No matter how much Eri didn’t show any jealousy, she said, ‘The children who met her later than you are also before you, but you’re not angry and you’re strong.’ To say that is cruel. Hearing those words, Eri had to accept it humbly even if she grabbed my head.

“She may not be as good as her older sister, but among my peers—”

Eri, who was talking excitedly, shut her mouth with her sorry face.

She’s probably Eri’s kind of consideration. She usually tries not to bring up the topic of her age in front of me as much as possible, so she must be concerned that I won’t feel bitter because of the fact that she’s the same age as me.

However, the same reaction now hurts more. It’s better to continue the conversation naturally, isn’t it too obvious to look at me if I hang up after talking like now.

‘An elf’s age is just a number.’

I feel a bit sad. Because it is mixed-race, you cannot apply only 10% of your age like your mother, but it is about 20%. If that’s the case, I can say I’m Eri’s age.

She didn’t bother protesting, though. I still can’t forget the look on her baby’s face a few months ago at her grandmother’s house when I mentioned that I was 20 percent of the elf’s age. She pretended to be calm, but it was clearly the expression of a culture-shocked outsider.

…Yes, what does age matter? It’s not like I lied about my real age and approached these kids.

“Ah, come to think of it, manager! You decided to talk comfortably with Marr now?”

“Yes, it is.”

Before long, the restless Eri suddenly turned her attention to Aga.

“Then, feel free to talk with your sister now!”

She tilted her head at those words.

Comfortably, baby and I are already talking comfortably—

“It’s strange to call a baby between lovers. What if a child is born!”

De…?

***

Erzebet, who mentioned her age in front of Beatrix, expressed her embarrassment with her whole body, and then she suddenly turned the subject to me. She felt sorry for her desperate struggle to survive.

“It’s strange to call a baby between lovers. What if a child is born!”

‘Oh.’

But it was a pretty good topic change.

‘It’s not like that.’

That’s right. Arranging titles with Beatrix was something I had to do someday. I was very angry with Beatrix, but after reconciling, I said that it would be better to change the title from ‘baby’ to something else.

At that time, like Elizabeth, she mentioned the justification of “For the sake of a child to be born later.” Unfortunately, it was put on hold because I couldn’t find a suitable title.

And based on my experience so far, I can’t say for sure how long it will take to discuss things that have been put on hold. In this way, even after marriage, they are called babies, and when they have children, they may be called little babies. It’s terrible.

‘I’d better decide now.’

I turned my gaze slightly to the side and saw Beatrix blinking blankly.

Yes, now. Now is the right time as the love act of talking to Mar and kissing has been lifted. Even with this momentum, if the title adjustment fails, there is nothing next.

“I think Elizabeth is right. What do you think of Beatrix?”

“Eh, huh?”

At my question, Beatrix startled and began to perk her ears.

First of all, it is not a reluctant reaction. Beatrix was just using the title “Baby” Attached to his lips, so it wasn’t a title he had any particular attachment to.

“If we have one child to be born to us, it’s okay to call it ‘little baby’, but having just one child isn’t so much. We should have as many as possible for the sake of the Catoban family.”

At those words, Beatrix’s ears fluttered even faster. It’s almost like I’m already imagining three little quarter elves running around the garden in my head.

Actually, I also imagined it.

‘…No.’

That’s why the responsibility of the head of household (scheduled) soared. You can’t name those cute little ones Little Baby No. 1, No. 2, No. 3.

“Since we’re married soon, a more horizontal and gentle title would be good.”

“That’s right. That’s right.”

Beatrix nodded as if bewitched, and Erzebet sighed in relief in her arms.

Then, when our eyes met, Erzebet raised the corner of his mouth and nodded. It was a change of topic for the sake of living for himself, but it was a gesture that seemed to ask for praise because he arranged a place to correct the title anyway.

Of course, instead of praise, he gave me a firm look, telling me not to stay there and come out. I’m thinking of a child, but I’m startled for nothing because Erzebeth, the same gray-haired, is in his arms.

“Hey, then…”

Shortly after Erze Beth, who had pouting lips, quietly came out, Beatrix, whose face was already red, cautiously opened her mouth.

“I’ve said it before, how is Nanggun-nim?”

“Nanggun?”

I almost burst into laughter. It’s a title that came up the other day, but it’s such an old-fashioned word that I pretended not to hear it.

“That’s-“

“Her maternal grandmother also said that her maternal grandfather used the title Nanggun-nim. Her mother did the same during her lifetime, and I also like the title Nanggun-nim, so it seems like an elf tradition or instinct.”

“It’s romantic.”

Seeing Beatrix smile shyly, I hurriedly corrected my words. If it had been a little faster, it would have been Tallulah, a tribal unit.

‘…What should I do?’

It’s difficult. To force a different title upon hearing such words, it would have to be a fancy title that Beatrix would agree with.

But honestly, I can’t think of anything like that. I don’t know if it’s just a husband or a honey, but I don’t know anything more than that.

‘Should I go to Mr. Nanggun…?’

Ordinary titles and titles used by great-great-grandmothers and mother-in-law. If you have to choose between the two, the latter is overwhelmingly strong.

I swallowed nervously and looked around quietly. With the hope that there might be someone among Mar or Elizabeth who can help me.

‘No.’

Unfortunately, there was none. Mardo and Elizabeth both looked away quietly when their eyes met mine.

Anyway, this fight seems like a fight I have to overcome alone.