Guiding the Male Lead out of His Trauma - Chapter 5.3
Maybe it was because His Highness had already given advance notice to Brondearn.
Blair was more interested in Hyacine, who stood in front of me, than in me.
“If we delay any further, we’ll be late for mealtime. Do you have any luggage you need to bring?”
He took a pocket watch from his jacket and checked the time, then urged us to get going, but his words were directed at Hyacine, not me.
“…I don’t have any luggage.”
“That’s fortunate. In any case, as soon as you arrive, everything will be newly provided for you. Please allow me to escort you.”
No matter how newly an adult I was, I was still, in name, Hyacine’s proper guardian.
The thorough disregard was almost laughable—not that I laughed out loud.
Hyacine, too, seemed uncomfortable with Blair’s attitude of prioritizing him over me, but he kept quiet for now.
This kid…
In the past, he would have acted first before anything else. Why has he become so timid?
Maybe I let Count Lorraine off too easily.
It shouldn’t have ended just with stripping that household’s title and seizing their assets.
‘Not that I could kill them, but… I’ll take my time thinking about how to make them pay.’
Come to think of it, wasn’t his name Ridmun? The Count’s son.
If that guy really manifests…
“Ah.”
As I followed the two, I let out a small exclamation, and Hyacine and Blair turned to look at me.
“It’s nothing. Let’s go.”
“……”
Blair shot me a disapproving look, but turned silently back toward the exit of the Management Bureau.
Hyacine, now walking beside me, leaned over and whispered,
“What were you thinking?”
“It really was nothing.”
“There’s no way you’d look that happy over nothing.”
Ah, I guess it showed.
Well, it couldn’t be helped.
Because, if the Count’s son manifests, he’ll be my junior.
‘I’ll get to show him all about senior-junior camaraderie.’
Just imagining guiding a clueless junior down the right path made me feel pleased.
Look forward to it, Reedman Lorraine.
That’s what happens when you mess with the wrong person. Regret follows you for a long, long time.
* * *
The main residence of the Brondearn family was located in the central district of the capital, where the high nobility resided.
As the carriage crossed the widest boulevard of the central district, Hyacine looked around in awe.
“This place is ridiculously huge.”
“Right? Even the streets are about twice as wide as in other districts.”
“Nobles always go for either extremely big or extremely tiny things.”
Well, that’s just how nobles are.
How could commoners like us possibly understand them?
Everyone scrambles to get as much land as possible in the central district, even if it means spending a fortune, so this place boasts a land area two or three times larger than other districts.
It wasn’t enough to buy land in the central district with royal permission, people even bought up neighboring land, causing the area to expand further and further.
As a result, it had the lowest population density but was the largest area in the entire capital completely unnecessarily.
Despite Hyacine’s sharp criticisms, Blair didn’t so much as twitch an eyebrow. I could see exactly what he was thinking.
‘Hmph, my little brother isn’t going to grow up the way you’re hoping.’
Blair must have thought Hyacine was fairly powerful, since he’d been recommended by Prince Isadore.
He was already eager to make Hyacine a core member loyal to Brondearn, just like himself.
‘Not a chance.’
As if I’d hand my little brother over to a place like Brondearn just because you want him.
Hyacine and I are going to get out of this wretched country and live incredibly well.
‘But before that, I need to guard against all the factions that are going to reach out to Hyacine.’
For example, the Crown Prince.
The very one who, in the original story, drove Hyacine’s life into even greater ruin.
That’s the reason I decided to use Prince Isadore as a shield.
I have to keep him from getting close to my little brother.
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