Let’s Make Saving a Habit - Chapter 31

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Chapter 31
[Overwriting Viewpoint 1 with the current viewpoint.]
After saving my viewpoint, I emerged from the undergrowth and made my way toward Elysion.
Perhaps it was the way I approached in a straight line with purposeful strides.
Elysion quickly noticed my approach and lifted his lips in a gentle smile.
He gestured for me to come closer, his movements utterly unpredictable.
When I finally reached the spot directly in front of him atop the boulder, he laid out a handkerchief beside him as if he had been waiting all along.
“Tania, sit here.”
…Where did this boy learn such tricks?
Raspi was the same way—were all children these days like this?
A curmudgeonly thought flickered through my mind for a moment, but being treated as a lady by this little gentleman felt surprisingly pleasant. It was rather endearing, too.
I sat beside him with a composed expression.
[Overwriting the current viewpoint with Viewpoint 1.]
As I busily saved my viewpoint, Elysion spoke first.
“Tania, about you….”
“Yes?”
“Do you want to be adopted into Duke Papiope’s Mansion?”
I was the one caught off guard by his blunt question.
There was no wariness or suspicion in his expression.
He simply seemed curious about whether I truly desired adoption into Duke Papiope’s Mansion.
“…I enrolled in the Papiope Talent Cultivation Institute and participated in the Battle Royale because I wanted to be adopted.”
“Why? With your foresight ability, it seems you could live comfortably without becoming a noble.”
Elysion tilted his head curiously.
He spoke as if he already knew I had little interest in nobility.
It felt as though he could see right through me.
“Becoming a noble only makes things harder—more eyes watching, more ears listening. You constantly have to maintain appearances and worry about other families’ opinions.”
“….”
“And nobles are so two-faced. They’ll do anything for their family’s profit and honor.”
“Sion, you speak as if you’ve experienced nobility yourself.”
“…That’s what I’ve heard.”
I tucked a strand of hair that had scattered in the breeze behind my ear and offered an answer that would satisfy his curiosity.
“Truth is, I never intended to become a noble from the start. I thought it would only bring troublesome complications, just as you said.”
“…But then why did you change your mind?”
“I realized that protecting someone requires more than just money.”
The death of a commoner on the streets barely warrants a single line in the news.
But what if it were a noble? A knight of Duke Papiope’s Mansion?
Covering up the death would be impossible, and no one would dare touch them in the first place.
“I want to gain both wealth and power so I can keep my people safe. My dream is to live happily with them for the rest of our lives.”
After hearing my honest feelings, Elysion posed a rather unexpected question.
“Tania, when you say your people…how far does that extend?”
“Huh? Well… I suppose just family and close friends.”
“Then those people are your friends too?”
My gaze naturally followed where Elysion pointed with his index finger.
At the end of my line of sight were twin siblings mercilessly shattering the eggs of others, as if they’d found water in a desert.
“…I’m not sure.”
They felt more like a hero and princess than friends, didn’t they?
Of course, if they called me a friend, I wouldn’t particularly feel the need to deny it.
But would I want to spend my entire life with them? That was another matter entirely.
We’d only met two or three times—hardly enough to become that close.
“I have exactly one true friend.”
“…Who?”
I stared intently at Elysion, my emotions becoming complicated as he asked who that person was.
Who else could it be but you?
Of course, seeing Elysion with no memories of me whatsoever, I felt tears threatening to spill.
I hadn’t felt this emotional even when Aiden didn’t remember me.
I pretended to yawn, wiping away the tears gathering at the corners of my eyes, and answered curtly.
“Yeah. Someone more handsome than you.”
At that, Elysion found it hilarious for some reason, chuckling to himself with a satisfied expression.
“That’s unfortunate. I’ve never lost in terms of looks before.”
Well, of course.
Silver hair woven like silk.
Despite his young age, his nose was high and straight, and his eyebrows perfectly defined.
Gazing into his eyes that gleamed with a mysterious blue light beneath long lashes, I couldn’t think of him as human.
He looked like an angel who had descended directly into the mortal realm.
The only person who could compare to him was the adult version of Elysion.
“You’re pretty handsome too. But I prefer older men, so…”
“Hmm. From what I’ve heard, you’re about three years younger than me. Doesn’t that make me the older one?”
“Of course, you’d need to be older mentally too.”
That was precisely why my future marriage was such a dilemma.
My current physical age was seven, but my mental age was nineteen.
Even if I didn’t count my previous life’s memories—treating them as mere dreams—the gap was still enormous.
Twelve years was far too wide.
To meet someone mentally my age, I’d have to wait until I turned eighteen and became a legal adult by Imperial law, at which point I’d be meeting a thirty-year-old man.
But if I matched my physical age instead, I had no confidence in dealing with children so young.
The thought of this child becoming a man? It never crossed my mind.
Wondering what he was thinking about my words, Elysion’s ears flushed red.
“…Are you confessing that I’m your ideal type?”
“What?”
What on earth was he talking about?
My mind filled with question marks, and I reflexively protested at his absurd statement.
“You need to be mature mentally as well.”
“So that’s me, isn’t it?”
Elysion said this with obvious delight, his eyes crinkling into crescents.
I pressed my lips together in a sullen expression.
He clearly believed he was more physically and mentally mature than I was.
Well, from Elysion’s perspective, it was a fair point.
So why did it irritate me so much when he confidently declared himself my ideal type?
“Tania, if this was a honey trap operation, I’d say it succeeded. I’m quite charmed.”
Excuse me. The honey trap hasn’t even started yet.
“Anyway, I understand your thoughts well enough. So, we’ve had our chat—shall we make a move? It looks like only three of us are left.”
I glanced around in surprise, and sure enough, all those people had entered the Safe Zone.
All except for one—Raspi.
He stood silently, watching Elysion and me with an intense gaze after eliminating everyone else.
“Ah….”
I felt like an unfaithful woman who had sent her husband out to earn money, then flirted with her boyfriend behind his back.
No, that’s not—I wasn’t trying to play around.
I know it looks that way, but I really wasn’t doing it to tease.
Whether Elysion understood my feelings or not, he rose from his seat and extended his hand to me, as if offering to help me up.
I glanced cautiously at Raspi, hesitated for a moment, then sighed and took his hand.
It wasn’t as if Raspi would get jealous over something like this.
Or so I thought.
The moment I took Elysion’s hand and stood up, Raspi’s eyes blazed with fury as he rushed toward us.
“Step away from Lady Tania at once, you insolent scoundrel!”
“What? Are you her boyfriend or something? Why are you making a fuss?”
“…She is my master!”
What.
Startled by Raspi’s sudden declaration of a master-servant relationship, I caught Elysion’s suspicious gaze and quickly waved my hands in denial.
“No, that’s not something we agreed on. He’s just thinking that on his own.”
Only then did Elysion’s expression soften.
“Ah, I see. Just a delusional fool.”
Ah, no, there’s no need to be so extreme about it….

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