Wrong Genre! - Chapter 30.2
‘Why isn’t he scolding me?’
Normally, he would have started nagging the moment they sat down. But strangely, since returning to the office, Felix had been focused on a single document without looking away.
‘Is he busy?’
He needed to apologize for leaving without a word. But since Felix did not bring it up first, it was hard to find the right timing.
As Rueg shifted restlessly, wanting to speak, Felix, who had been looking only at the papers for a long time, turned his head.
“Are you finished with your work?”
“Pardon? …Yes. I’m done.”
At that answer, Felix tapped the desk twice. It meant to bring the completed work over.
When Rueg approached with both hands full of documents, Felix examined them without a word.
After a long silence.
Felix’s neatly shaped brows furrowed.
“…Well done.”
As if it were a problem that he had done well, Felix ground his teeth. But Rueg focused only on the praise, his eyes lighting up.
“…Really? I did well?”
“Yes, damn it.”
Muttering that, Felix crumpled the paper he had been holding.
From a brief glance, it seemed to be labeled a revised contract…
When Rueg tilted his head in confusion, Felix hesitated for a moment, then held out another document.
“In a week, there is a volunteer activity that will be held as a national event.”
“…Volunteer activity?”
“Yes. It’s an activity for the underprivileged, held twice a year. Most nobles simply donate money, but some go to the site themselves.”
Huh? Volunteer activity…?
At that word, which sounded familiar from somewhere, Rueg’s sluggish thoughts suddenly began to turn.
Volunteer activity. That was the term he had recalled earlier while reviewing the novel’s contents.
“This year’s event is on quite a large scale. Even Simon, who has never participated before, suddenly said he would join.”
“Simon?”
“Yes, my younger brother, the Ninth Imperial Prince. He prefers staying quiet rather than appearing at official events, so he usually doesn’t stand out… For someone like him to step forward is suspicious, so I’m thinking of looking into it.”
At Felix’s raised brow, Rueg held his breath for a moment.
‘For the first time…’
Something connected to the original novel had come up.
There was no doubt.
From what Rueg remembered, the volunteer activity was the very first incident in the original story.
‘Wasn’t this where Felix and Yuri first met?’
As Felix said, the volunteer activity was essentially a display of wealth for the nobles.
Those who had no money and were starving asked for food and medicine instead of money. There were many who were going hungry, so money was useless to them.
But the nobles did not listen.
They gave them money and told them to buy food themselves, looking at them as if they were filthy.
And as that resentment built day by day, an incident occurred.
A terror attack fueled by resentment toward nobles who looked down on the underprivileged.
It was an explosion, and Yuri, who had gone to support the site at the time, was caught in it and nearly died.
‘If an explosion really happens like in the novel…’
Then not only Yuri, but Felix would also be in danger. After that incident, Felix had lived for some time with partial hearing loss in one ear.
“I want to see whether anyone aligned with Simon might attempt something suspicious. Of course, if your identity is exposed in the process, that could be troublesome, so if you don’t wish to, you don’t have to accompany me…”
“I’ll go. Please take me with you.”
At Rueg’s words, the corners of Felix’s mouth, which had been stiff with tension until moments ago, softened.
“This matter involves my siblings, so the level of danger is high. From the moment you declare your intention to participate in the volunteer activity, many people will begin watching you.”
Felix spoke in a low voice. With his hands clasped together and covering his mouth, he looked unusually serious.
“Therefore, if you want to go with me, from today onward, you must stay with me at all times.”