I Am the 5-Year-Old Spy Who Kidnapped the Villain - Chapter 139

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【Chapter 139】

Anyway, it’s natural that I’ve figured out his personality.

How well do I know Nox!

“The fact that you, who doesn’t care about human relationships, are being swayed by Kail’s reaction means you must think of Kail as precious.”

“…That’s right. The problem was realizing it too late.”

“…You even realized that?”

My goodness, to think he’d admit even this.

Nox certainly seemed quite different from how I knew him.

Perhaps the 10 years these two spent together were quite meaningful.

“If it’s hard to apologize with words, how about conveying your feelings through a letter?”

At my suggestion, his expressionless face brightened a little.

“That’s a good method.”

Nox immediately took out a quill and paper, then cleared his throat awkwardly.

“A letter is a combination of sentences structured with introduction, body, and conclusion, right?”

Wow, he’s like a talking grammar textbook.

“Mm-hmm. That’s right.”

I nodded and encouraged him with my eyes.

Receiving my full attention, Nox took a long breath as if to calm his nerves, then began moving his quill.

‘I wonder how he’ll write an apology.’

I rested my elbow on the desk and leaned my face forward.

Surprisingly, Nox seemed to have a lot to say as he wrote smoothly without hesitation.

[To Kail.

Kail, have you been well? I have not been well.

To tell you the reason, it’s because I’ve been trying to start conversations with you for several days but failed.

Intercepting Lady Aisha’s letter without consulting you was clearly my fault.

I regret it.

So what I want to say to you is, sor]

Flinch.

The pen tip that stopped at “sor” trembled slightly.

“Sor? Sorry? Just write ‘ry’ and you’re done.”

“Yes. I know that, but…”

Nox bit his lower lip as if angry at himself for struggling to write just “sorry.”

Come to think of it, he probably had never apologized once in his life.

He had always pursued perfection and actually achieved it.

Ah, just once.

Except for when he knelt before me 10 years ago.

But-

‘That was also him fulfilling his responsibility as the Croste family’s aide. Kail’s case isn’t work.’

That’s right.

In other words, Nox right now is like a young bird breaking out of its shell to face new changes.

“You can do it!”

“…!”

At my encouragement, Nox’s tightly shut eyes snapped open.

And.

[Sor

ry.]

He quickly finished the letter.

“Phew. How is it? This is my first time writing a personal letter excluding official messages, but it seems like a decent composition for a first attempt.”

Nox wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and vigorously cleaned his monocle with a handkerchief.

“…”

Of course, seeing the letter, I froze like a stone.

‘How am I supposed to read this?’

“Sor-” and hold your breath for 3 seconds, then “ry”?

It sounds like mockery?

I wanted to give my honest opinion again, but I couldn’t bring myself to speak in front of someone who was sweating and looking proud.

After blinking for a while, I finally decided to speak indirectly.

“How about reducing the space between the letters in the word ‘sorry’?”

“This is my best.”

“Then shall I write just this word for you?”

“I don’t want to lie again.”

“Then let’s try writing just the word ‘sorry’ again.”

“Yes. I’ll try.”

But contrary to his words, after holding the pen for a while, he eventually gave up in frustration.

“This seems hopeless. If I knew it would turn out like this, I should have listened when people around me called me a one-track-minded monster pervert!”

“No. There must be a way. Wait.”

This was the first time I’d seen Nox blame himself this much, so I was breaking out in cold sweat too.

But there was hope.

‘He just can’t say sorry, but looking at his attitude now, anyone can see he feels sorry toward Kail.’

How can I convey Nox’s feelings like this?

“Hmm…”

If a letter won’t work, no, if he can’t directly say sorry.

‘I just need to show Nox’s feelings, right?’

Oh ho. A good idea came to mind.

“Nox.”

“Yes?”

“How about this?”

I approached him as he was pulling at his hair and whispered.

“…!”

Nox’s face, which had been pale as he listened to my words, gradually began returning to its usual calm state.

As if he’d found a breakthrough, only his eyes widened.

“With your method, my intentions would be clearly conveyed. But what if Kail enters the bedroom while I’m working?”

“I’ll keep Kail occupied until 10 PM. Is that enough time?”

“…My lady…”

Unable to continue speaking for a while, he put down his monocle on the desk with a truly moved expression.

“That’s sufficient. And thank you so much.”

“Good. Then finish by 10 o’clock!”

“Yes.”

After nodding to each other, Nox immediately threw himself into his work, and I rushed out of the research room toward where Kail was.

‘Let’s go, cupid of love, no, fairy godmother of friendship!’

Because the direct application from the Marquis of Schultz was made urgently, Kail decided to stay at the ducal palace until Grace called for him separately.

Except when meeting me, he spent most of his time devoted to sword training at the training ground.

As I entered the training ground, I could see a tall figure swinging a sword in the distance.

Recognizing Kail immediately, I smiled brightly and ran toward him-

“Ka-“

My lips quickly shut at something I saw.

Kail seemed to have just finished training and was now resting.

As he roughly shook his sweat-soaked hair, warm steam rose around him despite it being winter.

It was an ordinary action, but somehow that sight felt surreal.

“…”

I was staring at Kail in a daze when, seeming thirsty, he picked up a water bottle and tilted his head back.

The firm line of his throat moved smoothly as he swallowed water, and the beads of sweat on his neck flowed down enticingly…

‘Wait, wait a minute.’

I barely came to my senses and shook my head vigorously.

What am I doing right now?

I’m exactly like the woodcutter from old tales who watched the fairy bathing, aren’t I?

I barely managed to exhale the breath I had unconsciously been holding.

When I realized I had been secretly watching Kail, incomprehensible bewilderment and guilt rushed over me like a tide.

But.

‘It’s a bit different. The woodcutter was a shameless person watching someone bathe, but I was just watching Kail drink water.’

But.

‘But why was I watching in the first place?’

But.

‘It’s okay to watch, isn’t it?’

But.

‘No? If I wanted to watch, I could just openly say I wanted to see his face. We’re friends, aren’t we?’

“Do you like this kind of thing?”

Huh?

I was holding my head in my hands from internal conflict when suddenly a question came from across the way.

Kail, who had noticed me at some point, approached with a towel draped around his neck.

“I’m asking if you like watching someone drink water.”

Oh my god. I’ve been caught.

“Watching? What are you talking about to someone who just arrived?”

I protested out of embarrassment, but Kail, who couldn’t know what was in my heart, completely exposed my conscience.

“I knew from your scent earlier. While I was drinking water, you swallowed your saliva three times as if you were drinking along with me. Wasn’t that right?”

Oh my god. He was listening to even my breathing.

“…”

How was I breathing?

Was I even breathing?

After being lost in thought for a few seconds, I suddenly felt a bit resentful toward Kail for creating this embarrassing situation.

Tap tap.

When I sidled away from him like a crab, he stared at me intently.

After a moment of silence, I was the first to speak.

“If you knew beforehand, you could have greeted me. Why were you just quietly drinking water?”

“Sorry. It was fascinating to see you secretly watching me for once.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s always been me doing the watching.”

“…?”

I looked up at him.

Surprisingly, Kail was smiling faintly as if he was in a good mood.

“It felt new to be on the receiving end for once.”

After pausing for a moment, he stared at the water bottle for a while before asking seriously.

“Should I drink some more?”

This guy is hopeless.

“You’ll get water-logged if you do that. Drink in moderation.”

I lightly snatched the water bottle from his hand and drank the remaining water.

I don’t know why, but… ever since the banquet, my stomach felt strangely hot whenever I saw Kail.

‘I should drink some cold water to cool down my insides.’

Come to think of it, since he seemed like he’d be training all day, there was no need for me to keep him here.

“Anyway, I just came to see your face. You look busy, so I’ll be going now.”

When I put down the empty water bottle nearby and started walking away, he caught up to me in just two steps and began walking beside me.

“I’m not busy. Training’s over.”

“What? You’re still holding your sword.”

Thud.

As soon as I finished speaking, he dropped the long sword he was holding onto the ground.

“It’s gone now. Let’s go.”

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