Becoming Number One with Confession Attacks - Chapter 24

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#24

The butler opened his mouth with a troubled expression.

“This place is where the young master…”

“What’s wrong with Sonnet coming in?”

When Sonnet turned her head at the familiar voice, Aiden was standing there.

He was wearing a thin shirt that showed his physique and neat black pants, with his hair well-styled.

His neat appearance made her realize anew just how handsome his face was.

Aiden took Sonnet’s hand and entered the room. The butler had a shocked, frozen expression. As if he had seen something he shouldn’t have.

Aiden passed by the still-frozen butler and guided Sonnet into the room.

“This is Mother’s Room.”

Sonnet looked at Aiden with a surprised expression for a moment. Mother’s Room?

‘Isn’t he sensitive about his mother?’

Sonnet looked at Aiden, wondering if she had made a mistake, but his face was calm to the point of indifference.

Aiden looked around the room expressionlessly. No anger, fear, or resentment could be seen from him.

Aiden looked at the wide bed wrapped in white cloth and spoke.

“It’s been 5 years since I entered this room.”

“…”

“After my mother died in this room, I couldn’t come here often and just wandered around.”

Sonnet didn’t know what to say. She hadn’t made many friends, so she didn’t know what words to use for comfort in situations like this.

Aiden continued speaking while looking at the wooden posts connecting the white cloth above the bed.

“It was quite shocking at the time. My mother’s condition wasn’t good, but I didn’t expect her to die so suddenly.”

“…”

“I was really miserable back then.”

Aiden seemed emotionless, as if he was indifferently recalling the past.

When Sonnet just looked at him, Aiden continued.

“I thought I had been abandoned. No matter how much I gave my mother things she liked and hoped for love, she was just thinking of dying. Someone like me wasn’t important.”

“…”

“That’s when I first learned what it felt like to be abandoned. I felt that way every year on my mother’s death anniversary.”

Aiden looked down at Sonnet. He cupped Sonnet’s cheek with one hand and met her eyes.

“Now that you’re by my side, I don’t feel that way anymore.”

Aiden smiled softly when his eyes met Sonnet’s.

“Even though I came into this room, it’s as if nothing happened.”

Sonnet felt her heart stir for a moment. She wasn’t saying anything and was just staying still, but Aiden had a comfortable expression as if he had received comfort.

He lightly kissed Sonnet’s cheek and spoke with liveliness as if something interesting had happened.

“I’ll show you how I lived back then.”

Sonnet suddenly remembered what Tester had said.

“Tester said you worked as a mercenary.”

Aiden’s eyebrows stiffened slightly. His expression looked strangely cold.

“Are you very close with Tester?”

“We grew up in the same neighborhood when we were young, and my family and his family were close.”

“So you’re close too?”

“He’s the only one who knows our family situation well, and he’s the only one I…”

“He was your friend.”

Sonnet nodded. Aiden’s expression wasn’t good, as if there was something he didn’t like.

“You didn’t usually hang around with Tester.”

“That’s true, but…”

“Doesn’t he not think of you as a friend?”

“I don’t know. I…”

“Then he’s not your only friend.”

Aiden subtly said “only” slowly. As if that word bothered him.

Sonnet looked at him because she couldn’t understand what Aiden was saying.

“He only came to you when he had something to say.”

“…”

“Like a cowardly guy who only looks for you when he needs something.”

Sonnet was speechless for a moment.

‘Why does Aiden know so well?’

It was as if he had been constantly observing her surroundings. But Tester wasn’t cowardly.

Sonnet was about to open her mouth to correct Aiden’s words when he spoke.

“Don’t get close to a guy like that. Even if you’ve known each other since childhood.”

“Do you know Tester well?”

Aiden looked at Sonnet while opening the door in front of the room they had just arrived at.

“Yes.”

“How?”

Aiden gently raised the corners of his mouth.

“I’m good at reading people.”

Those words sounded like he had already investigated Tester.

For a moment, Sonnet felt that Aiden was indeed like a noble. She hadn’t noticed it well until now, but at times like this, his subtle arrogance stood out.

Sonnet was curious about what kind of person Tester was in Aiden’s conclusion, what he thought, what the noble felt.

“What’s Tester like?”

When Sonnet didn’t enter in front of the room, Aiden leaned against the door and looked at Sonnet.

“He’s interested in all kinds of rumors and judges people carelessly.”

“…”

“He’s not that kind of person, but he just believes groundless rumors and has prejudices first.”

Sonnet recalled what Tester had said about Aiden.

Tester had described Aiden as very dangerous, but Aiden was more considerate than expected and sincere toward Sonnet.

At first, she had definitely felt that Aiden was no different from other nobles, but the more time she spent with him, the more her thoughts changed.

Tester had looked at Aiden with prejudice first and told her not to get close to him, but Aiden had more similarities with her than expected and there were no particular aspects to avoid.

Sonnet’s heart relaxed for a moment. Perhaps because of Aiden being different from her expectations, she let down her guard and entered Aiden’s room while saying.

“Even though Tester likes rumors, he has his own standards. He’s also experienced things with people around him.”

Sonnet couldn’t blame only Tester. It was true that most nobles were arrogant.

That’s why Sonnet had initially thought of Aiden as a hypocritical person too.

When Sonnet felt a persistent gaze and raised her head, he spoke.

“You keep taking Tester’s side.”

“Well, we’re both commoners.”

As soon as Sonnet said those words, Aiden seemed distant. Even though he was right in front of her.

Aiden looked at Sonnet for a moment but didn’t say much and closed the door. He brought an iron box from the shelf.

While Sonnet stood there not knowing where to sit, Aiden poured all the photos from the iron box onto the bed.

Sonnet naturally sat on Aiden’s bed. Aiden picked out one photo from across from Sonnet.

A young-looking Aiden was smiling while wearing black combat clothes and a cap with a brim. He was holding a long gun in his hands.

Sonnet stared intently at his face. Although it was taken from far away, his features were still clear and his smiling face was exactly the same as now.

Sonnet looked at the scattered photos on the bed one by one, and in the photos, Aiden was always wearing combat clothes and holding a gun.

“You’re always holding a gun?”

“Because I could die if I let go of it.”

“…”

“Weapons were most important during my mercenary life. While doing that work, I became interested in weapons and felt that an old shotgun was better than a cheap rifle.”

Sonnet remembered when Aiden was reading weapon books. She wondered if that’s why he was more interested in weapons.

Aiden kindly explained each moment when Sonnet showed interest in any photo. Most were photos taken during his mercenary life, and he was smiling happily like now.

While looking through various photos, she noticed a photo that was more worn than the others at the end.

When she brought it closer to look, a boy and girl around 10 years old in neat formal wear were holding each other’s hands while looking ahead expressionlessly.

It was a photo taken in a well-maintained garden, and the young boy looked like Aiden with similar eyes.

The young girl next to him was wearing a gorgeous dress that matched wonderfully with the splendid flowers around her.

Sonnet held out the photo to Aiden and asked.

“Who is this person?”

It was simple curiosity. Among the photos that were mostly of Aiden alone, this woman stood out particularly. Who could she be?

Moreover, the two were holding hands, but their expressions looking forward were expressionless as if they had some complaint. What could be the story behind such a photo?

Aiden glanced over the photo and answered lightly.

“Princess.”

Sonnet’s heart instantly sank as if a stone had been placed on it.

Aiden looked through other photos as if nothing had happened. As if trying to find some interesting photo among them.

Sonnet just asked out of curiosity.

“Where was this taken?”

“I took it when I went to play at the palace following my father before.”

“Are you close with the Princess?”

“Not really.”

Aiden said this while looking at the photo and laughing. He immediately showed Sonnet another photo. Aiden was holding a fish larger than his shoulder width.

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