“Mom brought it for you, so give it to your friend.”


“Wow, it’s pie!”


It was still a hot pumpkin pie.


Luce ran up to her with a bitter smile and held out a pie box.


“You’re surprised, right? I’m sorry, I should’ve told my mom beforehand.”


“No, it’s okay.—she’s a good person.”


Just like you.


Rev, who muttered a little, looked a little tired.


He seemed quite nervous.
Even Rev’s hair, which was slowly taking the pie, was droopy.


Luce unconsciously raised her hand because he looked like a sleepy puppy.


“Eat a good dinner, and take your medicine.”


Then she gently brushed his dark glossy hair.


Rev’s eyes widened in surprise.
Soon it was released slowly.


It just looks like a cat.
A cat that usually stands up but only becomes gentle in front of its owner. 


“…Yes, I will.
Please say thank you to your mother too.”


“I will come again!”


Come again.”


The hand that was running through his hair moved away. 


Rev, who was chasing the warmth with his eyes, made a sad face for a moment. 


Luce didn’t see it because she worried her mother was waiting. 


“I heard you had a fight with Vincent because of him”


She was on her way back home.


At Chelsea’s words, Luce shyly scratched the back of her neck.


She’s sure she’ll say something when they hear a troublemaker, right?


“Oh, well, it wasn’t a big fight, it was just an argument…”


“What did you fight for?”


“We didn’t fight! It was just a little arguing, Mom.”


“So what were you arguing for?”


“No, well, it’s just… Vincent looked at Rev and said that red eyes are unlucky….”


What, who said it?? 


Vincent, this punk! Did he tell them? 


The words that followed Luce clenching her fists were quite surprising. 


“Good job.
You have to fight then.”


Chelsea was smiling pleasantly.


She thought she would get in trouble if she argued or ran around.




“Yes, Dominic said to Dahlia.
He said you’re so brave.”




“You were so cool.
That’s why Dominic was so shy.” 


Chelsea stopped, smiled happily, and then gave her daughter a gentle pinch on the cheek.


“When did you grow up like this, my daughter? I thought you were just making trouble.”


“I’m all grown up now.
And I learned it from my mom.”


“There’s nothing you can’t say.”


“You asked me when I grew up so much!”


Chelsea’s voice was heard in Luce’s ear playfully.


“If something unfair happens, continue to fight it like that.
Don’t be swayed by people’s prejudices, okay?”


“Ung, mother and daughter fight well.”


“Don’t be scared, don’t be intimidated… I’m always behind you.”


Luce, who smiled proudly, rolled her lips at Chelsea’s words.


‘Don’t be swayed by people’s prejudices.’


Raising her daughter alone without her husband, Chelsea must have been very worried.


She must be worried that people won’t listen to her because she doesn’t have a father. 


She thought that the gift she was talking about at Rev’s house might have been an effort to teach her better manners because her daughter might get in trouble.


Instead of the countless words that came to mind, Luce hugged Chelsea tightly.
And a thirteen-year-old ignorant child spoke brightly like this.


“Of course, Mom.
I’ll win everything!”


“Ugh, really.”


She pats her back when she talks as if she’s had enough.


‘My mom.
Although I got it from a book, my precious family that I had for the first time.’


Even though she was snoring and her nose was wrinkled for no reason, Chelsea said.


“Now come down, this is heavy.”


She doesn’t get moody no matter how much she thinks about her mother—.


As she snorted and said it casually.


“By the way, Dominic is the only one.”


“Dominic? Why?”


Chelsea just shrugged her shoulders when asked what was going on.


“There’s going to be a festival in the next town soon.”




“Yeah, it’s held once every three years.
It’s a festival hosted by the lord himself.”


She had never heard it before, but Luce seemed to have been looking forward to the festival in the past.


There was no way to know, but Luce kept the beat by nodding her head.


“Oh, that one! But what’s with that festival?”


“He has to go in pairs to participate in there.”


“I, is that so?”


“I think Dominic was really looking forward to coming with you.”


Chelsea used her chin to point at something.


It was in the direction of Rev’s house.


“But don’t you think that if you go with Rev, he has a better chance of winning?”


“…Better chance of winning?” 


Have a higher chance of going with him? What kind of cube matching contest is held?


Luce, who nodded her head in confusion, came to know about the ‘festival’ properly.

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