A Stepmother’s Marchen - Chapter 70
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“How come you’re snooping around my house?!”
The shout of my second son who was angry was booming. Unlike me who was surprised, the intruder, who was the subject of that violent welcome, greeted me and completely turned a blind eye to the red lion cub who was running wild with foam in his mouth, “Happy birthday.”
“Well, it’s been a while.”
Jeremy has been hanging out with him a lot, but for me, I was just facing Nora for the first time in nearly half a year. And Nora, who I saw for the first time in a long time, was now so grown that I could no longer see him as a child. What feels strange again is that the blue eyes staring at me were sparkling with strange light. Well, I didn’t change like him.
Anyway, the boy, who was just like a rough yet pitiful puppy when he was young, is now a young man with a wild atmosphere that is difficult to encounter. He has grown so tall and big that standing side by side with Jeremy like this makes him look scary. It’s like a combination of a knight of the sun and an assassin of darkness.…a very big one. Oh my God, what did I think?
“Oh, why is he here? I don’t like him! Shuri, I don’t like that black-haired guy! Get him out of here!”
“I hate your attitude more.”
When I shot back without a moment’s hesitation, Elias, who immediately brought a crossbow and ran wild with the intention of shooting him, became shocked and froze. The green eyes began to shake helplessly as if an earthquake had occurred. Tsk tsk, why is he acting so rude to a guest? But why does it look like even the knights are having an earthquake in their pupils?
Anyway, after everyone sat around the dining table with a special selection of my favorite dishes, my little girl was the first to offer me a present and say, “Happy birthday, mom. This is a picture I drew. I worked hard on it, so I cherish it…….”
“Rachel, even if you draw it, it’s the same as others! How do you consider a drawing you usually make as a birthday gift?”
“Oh, younger older brother, shut up and stay still! Or leave and die!”
“The young lady must be talented in drawing. It’s wonderful.”
At that compliment, which the young wolf said leisurely with blue eyes down, Rachel who was trying to throw a fork at Elias, who likes to ruin a good atmosphere, began to laugh shyly, “It’s not that I’m talented…… Hehe, it’s just a hobby.”
“I was once interested in oil painting. It’s all in the past.”
“Wow, did you have that hobby? I can’t imagine that.
“That was when I was young. I didn’t realize the harsh reality of explosion art before long……..”
“If it’s an explosion, then you’re talking about an idiot.”
Leon gave me a present which was a bunch of white summer roses and a total of five letters. Oh, is it because of my mood that I somehow remember last year’s exchange diary incident?
“Children, what’s with all the papers for a birthday present?”
“Ah, are you saying that my young older brother prepared something ‘amazing’?”
“At least it won’t be bad compared to a person with short-legs like your! Now, this is my present!”
What Elias, who seemed triumphant, gave me was a square object wrapped in some rough paper. It seemed to be a book, but I wondered why that rascal came up with such a gift, so I immediately opened the package, and the next moment I tilted my head, “The cover is unique. There’s no title, and I’ve never seen a red cover before.….”
It was then that the hall quickly became noisy. As if Elias had eaten something wrong, he fell off the chair and Jeremy jumped up! The twins screamed, and Nora snatched the book from my hand without saying a word. Why are they suddenly…….
“Oh, no, no! It’s not like that! It must have been that I was confused!”
“Are you saying that now as an excuse?! You come here! Aren’t you coming?”
“Argh! It’s a mistake!… Oh my god! It’s a mistake!”
While Elias was pleasantly beaten with Jeremy’s iron fist, I turned and looked toward Nora blankly. Speaking of Nora, he was looking at the mysterious red-cover book with one hand and shedding a meaningful smile. Did they eat anything wrong?
“What is that?”
“It’s a limited edition painted book.”
… … I don’t know what my expression looks like right now, but it’s probably similar to the chef that morning. He is indeed my second son. I am very curious to know which crazy person in the world can give a painted book to his stepmother as a gift.
Of course, the excuse that it was because he was confused isn’t very convincing, but why did he order such a thing?! I’ll have to cut off his allowance for the time being…….
“But how did you all know that? Just by looking at the cover?