I Became the Youngest Sister-in-law of the Ruined Reverse Harem’s Male Leads - Chapter 80

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While Lilliana was sleeping after taking sedatives at Emilia’s house, Regina visited the school the children attended.

 

The child who had been eagerly waiting to go to school because she loved her friends suddenly threw a tantrum, saying she didn’t want to go to school.

 

No matter how you looked at it, it was a sign that there were problems with her school life.

 

“…So I would like to recommend that you consider transferring schools.”

 

Regina nodded at Lilliana’s homeroom teacher’s suggestion.

 

It was a sufficiently reasonable proposal.

 

“I’ll discuss it with my sister and get back to you. Thank you for making time for me despite my sudden visit, teacher.”

 

“Not at all. I’ve been thinking I should meet with you while teaching Lilliana, so I’m actually grateful that you came first.”

 

“Oh, I’d also like to greet Edgar’s teacher. Would it be possible to meet with them today as well?”

 

“Of course.”

 

Lilliana’s homeroom teacher left the drawing room briefly, saying they would call Edgar’s teacher.

 

Regina examined the documents the teacher had left with mixed feelings.

 

She had prepared herself before coming to the Empire, but facing this situation directly was quite unsettling.

 

Knock knock.

 

The door opened with a knocking sound, and another teacher appeared.

 

“Hello. I’m Regina Be— no, Baltrahen, Edgar’s guardian.”

 

“Finally we meet. You must be busy, so thank you for coming all this way. Actually, I was worried that Edgar might not have delivered the letter, but I guess it was just my concern.”

 

“A letter?”

 

Edgar had never shown me any letter from his homeroom teacher.

 

The teacher, who quickly caught on to the situation, smiled bitterly and explained.

 

“I had something to discuss with you, so I asked Edgar to deliver it.”

 

“Is there some problem with Edgar?”

 

Edgar’s homeroom teacher showed the quiz tests and entrance exam results he had taken so far.

 

His grades were so perfect it was hard to find any wrong answers.

 

“Rather, being perfect is the problem.”

 

“…”

 

“As you know, Edgar is much more mature than his peers. Not only are his academic grades excellent, but his mental age is also high. That’s probably why he doesn’t get along well with the other children.”

 

Under the desk, the bag in Regina’s hand became distorted.

 

“Unlike Lilliana, there were no stories of him having fun and playing with friends. So I was worried there might be a problem…”

 

“We would like to suggest grade advancement.”

 

“Grade advancement? How many grades?”

 

“Because there’s a curriculum, it would be difficult to skip multiple grades at once. But first, we could move him up one or two grades, then see how things go and advance him further if needed.”

 

The homeroom teacher continued the explanation.

 

“Since his learning achievement is so fast, he doesn’t find the classes interesting. He always sits there with a bored expression on his face.”

 

“Actually, I know well that Edgar isn’t at a first-grade level. But the reason I sent him to first grade with Lilliana was so he could get along with his peers.”

 

Regina had been sharing the children’s issues with her sister, brother-in-law, and Leopold since before her marriage.

 

It would be nice if one side could take responsibility and raise them throughout, but reality wasn’t so easy.

 

“Studies aren’t everything. He’s at an age where he needs to learn how to communicate while getting along with his peers.”

 

“I understand. That concern is inevitable.”

 

“I’m worried that Edgar might become lonely if he advances grades. First, I’ll seriously discuss it with his brother-in-law— ah, Edgar’s brothers, and then contact you again. Thank you for making time for me.”

 

Regina had to return home with her mind more complicated than before coming to school.

 

* * *

 

Lilliana had fallen asleep after taking sedatives, and Francois had disappeared somewhere and was nowhere to be seen.

 

It would be nice to have time to think about how the youngest knew about Francois’s condition, but Emilia had one more little one to take care of.

 

“It’s really delicious.”

 

“It’s good, right? This is junk food that you can’t eat when Edith or Regina are around, so eat a lot now.”

 

Emilia smiled proudly watching Edgar focus on eating his pasta.

 

It was food made sweet, salty, and stimulating with just sauce and spices without other ingredients, so she would never let other family members eat it.

 

“Edgar. Is school fun?”

 

“So-so.”

 

“I can tell you’re lying. Tell me honestly.”

 

Emilia, leaning crookedly against the dining table, interrogated him sharply.

 

Edgar rolled his eyes just like Lilliana, then confessed honestly as if he had no choice.

 

“It’s boring.”

 

“I knew it. That’s why I told my brother-in-law not to send you to school and to get you private tutoring instead.”

 

“Why, why?”

 

“Because school was boring for me too when I was your age.”

 

Emilia explained while fiddling with the ends of her short hair.

 

“I liked studying. I wanted to research divine power and abilities, so I really studied hard. But usually it’s not like that.”

 

“Most are like Lilliana.”

 

“Right. It was full of idiots wondering what kind of stupid trouble to cause.”

 

“Lilliana isn’t quite an idiot. But what did you do, Emilia? I just go alone. So I’m a bit lonely, but it’s bearable because Lilliana is there.”

 

“I also endured and forced myself to go.”

 

“What? Why?”

 

“Because of Regina.”

 

Just as Regina was the only student Emilia didn’t treat like an idiot, Emilia was Regina’s one and only friend.

 

After becoming an adult, she got along well with other people, but when attending school, Regina was practically a loner.

 

Unable to turn away from her twin sister, Emilia forced herself to attend school while separately going to university-level lectures.

 

“Should I endure it too?”

 

“Edgar. There’s no right answer in the world. Whatever choice you make will have pros and cons, and when you look back, you’ll be full of regrets. Paths not taken are bound to hold vague expectations.”

 

Emilia checked Edgar’s hand holding the fork.

 

Though it was bigger compared to his peers, he was still only seven years old, so it was tiny unlike an adult’s.

 

Until those hands grew as big as Leopold’s, he would face many worries.

 

“But I can guarantee one thing.”

 

“What is it?”

 

“As you go on, you’ll meet friends who get along well with you.”

 

Even the same people might have conversations that click unlike in childhood, and like Emilia herself, you might enter research labs and meet similar people.

 

Often, whether you’re the same type of person doesn’t become that important.

 

“Don’t force yourself to fit in. Just live in whatever way makes you happy.”

 

“Thank you for saying that.”

 

At perfect timing, the bell rang outside.

 

Thinking Regina had come, she opened the door to find Leopold standing there, his bulk made mountainous by winter clothes.

 

“Brother-in-law? Isn’t it work time?”

 

“I wanted to see Regina, so I took a half-day off and came. Oh, sister-in-law. Have you eaten? I brought some food just in case.”

 

“Regina stepped out for a moment. Come in for now.”

 

Leopold’s face visibly drooped at the news that Regina wasn’t there.

 

“Brother!”

 

“Edgar. You were having a meal. It smells delicious.”

 

“Try some too, brother. It’s really good!”

 

Edgar dragged Leopold over and offered him the pasta he had been eating.

 

Since it was junk food he didn’t want his guardian to catch him eating, Emilia silently gaped.

 

But Leopold, after tasting it, was amazed with the exact same expression as Edgar.

 

“It really is delicious.”

 

“Right?”

 

“Uh, um… Brother-in-law. Please keep it secret from Regina.”

 

“Even though it’s this delicious?”

 

“That’s the problem.”

 

While Emilia grabbed her bangs with a troubled expression, Edgar rummaged through his bag and pulled out a crumpled letter.

 

“Brother. This is…”

 

“What’s this?”

 

“The teacher told me to bring it to my guardian. It’s been several weeks already, but I’ve finally made up my mind.”

 

“Why do you need to make up your mind over just a letter?”

 

“I was afraid I’d disappoint you… Adults probably want to see me getting along well with friends like Lilliana does, but I can’t do that.”

 

Leopold’s brow furrowed. Seeing the small head bowed low while watching his reaction made his chest feel tight.

 

“Edgar. It’s natural for children to make mistakes, do wrong, or act selfishly. What disappoints me is…”

 

Edgar flinched slightly.

 

“That I made you hold back what you wanted to say because you were afraid of disappointing the adults.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“I’m disappointed in myself for not being a good adult to you.”

 

“N-no. Brother… it’s because you’re my brother that I only want to show you good things.”

 

Leopold stroked the round back of his head with his pot lid-sized hand.

 

Soft hair brushed against his calloused fingers.

 

“Thank you for finding the courage to tell me now. Edgar. No matter what’s written inside, I’ll be proud of you.”

 

From skin color to hair color, they didn’t look that similar at first glance, but Emilia thought the two looked exactly like father and son.

 

Not only were their builds similar, but they had the same green eyes.

 

‘Even cousins are blood relatives, so they’re bound to resemble each other.’

 

Unlike physical features that relatives inevitably share, circumstances like being a Holy Maiden or divine power aren’t inherited even between parents and children.

 

How on earth did Lilliana notice the demon coiled inside Francois?

 

Francois was in a healthier state than ever before, with his soul connected to hers.

 

There was no way Lilliana could have noticed, yet she felt its presence so clearly that it caused her to have a seizure.

 

Emilia anxiously bit her lips as her mind became complicated.

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