I Am the 5-Year-Old Spy Who Kidnapped the Villain - Chapter 230

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【Special Side Story Episode 8】
Yet I tilted my head, sensing something oddly amiss.
The figure before me certainly shared Kail’s impressive height and build compared to ordinary men, but their posture and aura were… distinctly different.
Kail always stood like a soldier with sharp, defined lines.
Having grown up alongside the men of Our House and influenced by them, and being the King of a kingdom, he rarely allowed his composure to slip.
But the silhouette revealed through the violet mist had sloped shoulders and… a languid, drooping quality to it.
The atmosphere they exuded matched this impression—something sweetly nostalgic, soft yet playful.
With my vision obscured, my other senses had grown keener in assessing the stranger.
Yet the veil’s color and design they wore were identical to the one Kail had worn last.
“…It’s you, Kail, isn’t it?”
As I asked just to be sure, the Red Veiled Woman standing beside me interjected.
“My, asking for someone’s name and status is considered rude in this place. If you mention personal information again, you risk being expelled from the Masquerade Festival, so do be careful.”
Startled by the warning from this seasoned festival attendee, I nodded hastily.
But more important than the festival rules was the fact that Kail and I were in the middle of a wager.
…The one who recognized the other first was supposed to win, so who had won?
As I stared at the man I presumed to be Kail, I swallowed hard.
‘Who won? In situations like this, the louder person wins!’
I rubbed my palms together eagerly, wore a triumphant expression, and stepped closer to him.
As long as I didn’t mention his name or status, it should be fine.
So then…
Shaking off my confusion, I smiled softly and brazenly opened my mouth.
“My, I believe I’ve finally found my husband. After one more dance, we’ll have a break, so why don’t we take some time to explore each other while enjoying honey sandwiches over there?”
“There are no honey sandwiches here. What an unusual taste, eating such things as drinking snacks.”
The Red Veiled Woman’s voice came from beside me, startled.
Though my peculiar preference had been exposed, I boldly continued, poking my finger against the man’s chest.
“To be precise, I’m giving you time to explore me. I’m certain you’re my husband.”
At that, the man flinched, stiffened in surprise, then glanced sideways at the Red Veiled Woman.
“Hahahaha! It seems Cupid’s arrow has pointed to you two tonight!”
Yet the woman laughed as though it were none of her concern.
But something strange happened at that very moment.
The man’s eyes, which had been watching the woman’s reaction, softened and lowered.
“…Indeed, the festival seems to overflow with laughter. You are correct. My canary.”
My eyes widened like saucers at those words.
Kail knows about canaries too?!
Something’s off about him. Did wearing a veil somehow increase his knowledge of the human world?
I stood there dumbfounded for a moment, staring up at him, when suddenly a large hand gently grasped my waist.
“Since my canary is cheering us on, we should do our best as well. Lady, shall we dance?”
Wait a moment.
He was referring to the woman beside me as the canary, not me?!
“…You’re definitely my husband, right?”
When I pulled my head back with a suspicious gaze, the man quickly nodded and pressed his body against mine.
“Of course, my dove. Don’t worry.”
A dove, no less.
Here I was, passed over for a pretty canary, only to be called by such a name.
But the more he spoke, the more certain I became.
‘It really is Kail.’
After all, this was the same Kail who ordinarily teased me by calling me a snowman.
It seemed he’d grown fond of bestowing strange nicknames ever since.
“Very well, my wildcat. I accept your invitation to dance.”
The moment I, now a dove, readily agreed, Kail and the Red Veiled Woman beside him burst into laughter.
The woman laughed so hard she needed to rest, fanning herself as she spoke.
“Ha, this is too much fun. Anyway, I hope you have a wonderful time. I’ll step away for a moment.”
“Farewell, Canary.”
“Hehe. Goodbye, Wildcat. And see you again, my friend.”
“Yes. Goodbye.”
The moment the Red Veiled Woman vanished, the music began.
“My dove.”
“My wildcat.”
Crackle.
A powerful spark of electricity ignited in the gaze we exchanged.
We began to dance with reverent expressions, swaying together.
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‘It’s really going according to plan! When Kail discovers Aisha, he’ll be absolutely jealous seeing Laser so close to her, won’t he?’
The Red Veiled Woman who had been called Canary watched everything from a distance, apart from them.
That woman was Neperia.
She bounced excitedly on her toes.
It was going exactly as Laser had outlined the ‘operation’.
‘I’ll approach Aisha wearing a veil with the same design as Kail’s. Then the real Kail will be so startled he’ll come rushing over to us, right?’
‘Yes, that’s right?’
‘At that moment, I’ll request the Choice Ceremony on Sand from Kail.’
‘Really? Oh my, this is going to be so much fun!’
They had now reached the midpoint of the operation.
“This is so delightful. I should tell Aisha to visit me more often…. Oh, here he comes. Kail is arriving!”
Neperia, bouncing like a child again, giggled and gulped down her date wine.
She was grateful the night was long.
* * *
Thirty minutes before Aisha and Laser danced together and Neperia bounced about in excitement.
Kail, forcibly separated from Aisha, wandered about like a lost puppy searching for his master.
“This is your first time here, isn’t it? From your silhouette, you have quite an impressive physique. I’d love to come closer and see how intense your eyes are.”
“They’re cod eyes.”
Naturally, he reflexively deflected the advances of the approaching women.
The Masquerade Festival being interesting was beside the point—the sole reason Kail had chosen the festival over spending time alone with Aisha was singular.
To create a pretext for rejecting any potential seduction from Aisha.
Yet that hardly meant he wished to be apart from her.
‘Where on earth did you go, Aisha?’
He wandered through the throngs of dancers for some time, searching for the crimson veil she wore.
“Men, please move inside!”
At the Announcer’s sudden command, all the men shifted one step inward.
“…?”
Naturally unfamiliar with the festival’s rules, Kail found himself standing alone in the women’s line before being herded toward the men’s side by the seasoned festival-goers around him.
‘Surely they don’t expect me to dance? Wasn’t the whole point that those who didn’t want to could opt out?’
That was the spirit of the Lepter Kingdom, wasn’t it?
People freely displaying what they wished to express.
But these people were genuinely committed to the festival.
“Why aren’t you dancing? My arm’s getting tired.”
As the music began, the woman standing across from him extended her hand with an impatient posture.
Naturally, he had no intention of dancing with anyone but Aisha.
However, if he didn’t follow the rules here, he’d be expelled from the men’s line just as he had been from the women’s—and then he’d never find Aisha.
So then…
“I have my reasons, so I’ll dance alone.”
Kail swayed his body with utmost sincerity while observing the dance movements of those around him.
“…Yes? Oh my…”
The woman across from him, initially flustered, caught sight of his taut physique and covered her mouth with both hands.
“Go ahead, dance to your heart’s content.”
She smiled with satisfaction and clapped in rhythm with the music.
‘I’ll need to circle around like this while searching for Aisha.’
He writhed like a loach, yet his gaze remained sharp.
Searching for my partner, wherever she might be.

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