Translator: Latte Editor: Sasha
Caville’s shoulders slumped and he cast his gaze down mournfully.
He didn’t just look like an adult, he was an adult. He was a full-fledged adult now that he was of age.
Elody wanted to point it out, but she held herself back. Her priority was to solve all the misunderstandings first.
“Caville, it’s not like that. It’s just… We met after 7 years. Caville. You were really young back then… Now you’re all grown-up, just like you said.”
Elody tried to choose the nicest words possible to not hurt his feelings.
“It’s true that I feel a little awkward because you’ve become an adult. But that doesn’t mean I hate you at all. You’re my precious…”
‘Precious… Brother? Baby?’
Elody stopped, Caville stared at her directly.
“My precious… My…”
“I can’t hear you.”
“My most precious person! So you shouldn’t think like that. Yeah?”
“…I also feel strange. I am sure I stayed the same, but I think only my wife has changed.”
‘What the… that’s nonsense…’
Elody stared at Caville with a stern look on her face.
“I thought I could get along with my wife like I used to, but I guess I was the only one who thought of that.”
“My wife’s heart has changed. I’m not as good as before. I haven’t changed. I’m still the same.”
Caville kept insisting that he was still the same. It was absurd.
First of all, Caville didn’t used to be as big as he was now.
Secondly, the young Caville couldn’t strike his sword at the enemy without hesitation as he could now.
But Caville wanted Elody to treat him just like when he was young.
Caville had imagined their reunion numerous times…
Upon his arrival, Elody would immediately run towards him, throwing herself into his arms. And as the warmth of her body meets his cold skin, she would whisper sweet nothings into his ears. Telling him how pretty he was, praising him while stroking his head, giving him sweet kisses, and saying how much she loved him.
Her loving eyes, her warm embrace, and her angelic voice that he had missed.
But the reality was never sweet.
Elody avoided him…
“Caville, it’s not like that. I… wouldn’t I need time to adjust myself? I still care about you.”
“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you…”
Elody’s eyes glimmered with watery tears.
Brick by brick, her walls came tumbling down, and as the tears streamed down from her eyes, Caville’s felt a pang of pain in his chest.
“Don’t cry, wife,” Caville said as he wiped the tears on her face.
Elody smiled at his friendly words.
“I really missed you, Caville. I’m truly glad you came back.”
Caville stared into Elody’s eyes as she smiled with tears.
Her pretty eyes, cute nose, and delicate… his gaze went down to her lips.
Caville turned his head to the side and hid his face within his palms.
His blush crept to his ears and for a minute, he thought his face was on fire.
Looking at his actions, Elody called out to him.
“Caville, come here.”
Elody grabbed his arm and led him to the other side of the room, his face was still burning.
The place she headed for was a wall that held lots of memories for them.
The marks they scribbled and recorded together were still the same. Although the traces were fading.
Caville went silent.
He fumbled the traces with his hands and captured everything in his eyes.
Even after Caville left, Elody continued to measure her height alone.
However, Elody’s height remained the same.
Elody hadn’t recorded her height since four years ago. Her growth had stopped at 19.
Caville smiled and touched the last mark she recorded.
There was a strange feeling in his heart.
‘Even after I left, my wife’s height remained the same.’
At that time, his wife looked really big and strong…
Elody’s height was the same, but Caville’s view of her had changed.
During those times apart from each other, Elody recorded several more years, even though she didn’t grow at all.
Caville gazed at the traces on the wall. His eyes were full of affection and sadness.
He could see that his wife kept measuring her height alone, without removing his marks.
“The last time you recorded your height, I was this tall,” Caville said, pointing to the wall.
The last time Elody had recorded her was when she was 22, so Caville would have been 16.
Elody picked up a pen and left a mark where Caville had pointed. She wrote ‘Year 589, 16-year-old Caville’.
“I can’t remember.”
“Then let’s keep recording. You might still get taller!” Elody exclaimed.
And so, Caville stood against the wall.
But there was a problem.
Elody confidently stretched out her arms as high as she could.
“I’ll do it.”
Caville took the pen from Elody, measured his height, and recorded on the wall. Elody watched him with an awkward smile.
“Why didn’t my wife grow taller?” Caville asked innocently, looking at Elody’s marks that stayed the same.
Elody didn’t know what to say.
‘Is it because I slept late and didn’t have a regular eating schedule…?’
Elody recalled what the maids said as a joke.
“Well… some people stop growing early.”
That was the best excuse she could come up with.
Caville alternated his glances between the traces on the wall and Elody.
Elody laughed awkwardly.
She never thought she would hear that from Caville… from the child that she had raised…
“You too, well, you’re not that big.”
Caville laughed at Elody’s counterattack.
He was well over 190 centimeters tall and was taller than the average male knight.
Caville laughed and gazed at Elody with subtle eyes.
“Is my wife really happy that I am back?”
“I’m as happy as you are.”
After a while, Elody and Caville were lying side by side on the bed they had been sleeping together since they were children.
‘How did this happen…?’
She was definitely thinking of sleeping in the next room.
She even organized everything.
A while ago…
Caville spoke, “Then… Please put me to sleep, like when we were children.”
“Wh-what? You see, Caville. I think it would be better for me to sleep in the next room… “
“Just for today. Please?” Caville begged.
Elody couldn’t say no to his sad expression.
Hence, she decided to sleep with him.
She laid on his side and looked at Caville, who was well asleep.
When she gazed into his sleeping figure, she noticed that his face was still similar to when he was young.
He was still as pretty as an angel, and his skin was smooth even though he had been on the battlefield for years.
‘Yes, just for today…’
Elody gently stroked his arm as a lullaby emerged from her lips.
To put him to bed like when he was young, hugging and patting him… she couldn’t do that.
Fortunately, Caville wasn’t that stubborn/pesky.
Elody remembered their past as she looked at Caville sleeping so peacefully.
There were many things she wanted to ask, but she didn’t want to bombard him with questions right after he had come back from such a dreadful place. She wanted him to rest and take his mind off things.
Elody decided to hold back on the questions for a while.
Not long after, she also fell into a deep slumber.
And so, the night of their reunion passed.
* * *
The next morning, Caville woke up at dawn. It was a habit he had picked up on the battlefield.
‘What shall I do.’
As soon as he opened his eyes, he was relieved to find himself in his mansion again. His one, true home.
When he saw Elody next to him, his heart pounded.
Caville lightly caressed her face with his fingers.
Happiness flowed through him, warming his skin like the rays of an early summer sun…
He was as happy as he could be.
He was a bit troubled at the moment.
Elody’s hand was on his chest. He was wearing clothes, but the area she was touching felt hot.
As Caville slowly extended his arms to keep Elody from awakening, he stroked her back.
He could easily hug the little girl with one arm and felt the urge to hug her tightly with all his strength.
However, Caville held back and slowly got up.
He laid Elody upright and gently covered her with a blanket.
So cute, so lovely.
Why was she so cute?
Why was she so beautiful?
How was he able to live with a wife like this?
He might never know.
Truthfully, he might have known.
However, the point was that she looked so cute that he was gonna die from a heart attack.
‘No, wait! I won’t be able to see her anymore if I died.’
Caville gazed at Elody’s sleeping face for the millionth time.
He had shown his foolish side to his wife before, and he didn’t want to do it again.
So, Caville quietly left the room and headed for the bathroom. He looked in the mirror after washing his face.
He wanted to look as pretty as possible and impress his wife.
By the time he came back to the bedroom after checking his face, an uninvited guest had appeared.
“Where have you been?”
Ifrit, in the form of a small dog, laid on the edge of the bed, whilst casually wagging his tail.
Caville’s brow was immediately creased.
“Didn’t you leave?” Caville said.
“What? I just came to see my lifesaver’s face. I didn’t come here to see you.”
“Get out,” he snarled.
Caville’s ugly glances made Ifrit depressed.
He slipped down the bed and quietly whined.
“You think I, the Spirit King of Fire, will listen to you? I’m not doing this because I’m scared. I wanted to go down in the first place!”
Caville opened the door slightly and kicked out the grunting Ifrit. Then, he gently went back to bed.
Caville smiled shyly and stared at Elody’s sleeping face.
And by the time Elody had woken up, Caville closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Elody was surprised to see Caville still sleeping.
She was embarrassed to admit, but she really did have a goodnight’s sleep.
After hearing the news that the war was over, she had trouble sleeping, but now she seemed to have been relieved of the tension.
Elody was relieved to see that she woke up far away from Caville. Then, she kept staring at Caville’s sleeping face.
‘How can he be so angelic in the morning when he sleeps?’
Caville was sleeping with an elegant pose, like a sleeping princess.
His hair wasn’t messy and his skin was smooth. After all, he was the male protagonist.
TL/N: Good news everyone! I have finally found time to balance school life and work. Thus, I will upload 4 ch/week from now on. Expect more satisfying scenes in the future! Thank you~ 💞