That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 59

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Chapter 59

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Lisian’s room was surprisingly ordinary.

That is, it was similar in size to the room Tulia had newly received.

Even though they were equally neglected by the Marquis, Lisian’s influence couldn’t be compared to someone like Tulia.

So if he had made just one request, Aubrey or Viscount Lilius would have hurriedly prepared the finest and most luxurious room for him.

It seemed Lisian had stayed in this room that Aubrey had given him as a token gesture without any objection.

From childhood until now.

‘He didn’t come to the main castle often anyway.’

A place where people don’t stay frequently can’t produce that unique atmosphere of being lived in, no matter how much you decorate it or keep it heated.

Things like comfort or coziness, for example.

However, befitting a noble young master’s room, it was elegant and clean as I entered the living room.

There was a strange smell.

Usually in noble quarters, you’d expect fragrant flower scents or fruit fragrances to be typical…

‘Why does it smell so much like medicinal materials?’

Recently, having been unwillingly surrounded by medicinal materials, I could easily notice this medicinal smell.

This is medicinal material that helps recovery.

‘And it’s quite potent too…’

It was the medicinal material that the personal physician tried to make me take once a day.

But it was truly an ordeal in taste.

It looked like pastry, but the moment you chewed it, the terrible bitter taste would bring tears to both eyes.

Nausea was a bonus.

Its name was even Loquium, which meant ‘bitter.’

I was barely managing to eat only half of that index finger-length Loquium medicinal material per day.

And yet…

“…Lisian?”

Lisian, who always maintained an upright and neat posture.

The beautiful boy who would stutter while speaking, yet quite often blush that beautiful face pink.

And the true male lead of this and the most representative pure-hearted man.

That Lisian…

Was eating Loquium.

That unspeakably bitter herb that tasted almost like poison.

The sight of Lisian sitting on the living room sofa, constantly pushing Loquium medicinal material into his mouth felt even surreal.

Of course, even that appearance looked neat and reverent, perhaps due to the halo of his beauty.

But it was still strange.

That urgent-looking behavior was so unlike him.

“…Tulia?”

He swallowed the Loquium medicinal material he had been pushing into his mouth and stood up in surprise.

“Li, Lisian.”

There was no change in expression, or rather, there was.

But it wasn’t a face contorted in agony from eating bitter medicinal material like mine, but a face surprised by my sudden entrance.

Light green eyes looking at me with just that degree of emotion.

“Th, th, that’s not too bitter?”

I was the one stuttering as I asked.

“Or is that not Loquium?”

Could it be some similar chocolate snack?

Lisian hesitated for a moment before answering.

“It, it is Lo, Loquium.”

…Could it be that Lisian has lost his sense of taste?

“It’s not bitter?!”

“…It, it is bitter.”

“But you’re eating it like some kind of snack?!”

I hurried over and snatched away the basket containing the Loquium medicinal material to check it.

It was already two-thirds empty.

“Su, surely you’re not critically ill somewhere?”

Did he suffer some tremendous internal injury or wound that required enduring such taste torture?

“Are you hurt?”

But there was no personal physician in the room. And Lisian’s outward appearance looked fine.

“It, it’s not that.”

“It’s not?”

Lisian averted his gaze slightly. He let out a low sigh.

“To, today there’s an emer, emergency meeting con, convened.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“I, I have to sit as fa, father’s proxy and con, constantly give tes, testimony…”

As he spoke, Lisian’s neck and cheeks gradually reddened.

Ah.

So that was the reason he had been chewing this terribly tasting medicinal material all day.

Since it was a grand meeting, numerous nobles would attend.

As the Marquis’s heir, Lisian would have to sit in a very high position, perhaps even higher than Count Nigela Frazier or Viscount Lilius.

And from there, he would do his best to protect Leon Frazier and me.

In his own way.

In his own unique way.

That’s why he hated his stuttering self.

To alleviate the stuttering even a little, he had been constantly pushing that unspeakably bitter Loquium medicinal material into his mouth without rest.

“…”

“…Lisian.”

“Yeah.”

Having called his name, I couldn’t say anything more because my throat was choked up.

Lisian was the same in not asking why I had called him.

A somewhat lonely silence hung between us.

And I slowly realized.

Right now, Lisian was feeling ashamed.

For him, who considered his condition a flaw, this current situation was so damaging to his pride…

It was that kind of situation.

Yet Lisian had honestly told me about the reason for chewing the Loquium medicinal material without hiding anything.

That was pure consideration.

For his younger sister who had been startled by seeing him frantically chewing Loquium without explanation.

…For me.

Lisian always leaves me speechless.

“…You know.”

I bit my lips tightly before asking.

“If you eat this much of this medicinal material… does it have any effect? Even temporarily?”

“I, I don’t know.”

“…”

“So far, not at all… nothing.”

“….”

“Ever, ever since I was young, no matter how much I ate.”

“….”

“I’m always like this. Use, uselessly.”

The faint smile was self-deprecating.

He’s saying he’s useless, right now.

Strength entered my hand gripping the basket.

“If you’re useless, brother.”

“…Hm?”

“Then everyone in this world is completely fucking useless.”

“Fucking, fucking useless?”

“Yeah. Not just useless. Fucking. Use. Less.”

“….”

“That’s what they’d be, really….”

Lisian frowned slightly.

“Tulia. That, that kind of language isn’t no, noble-like.”

“What can I do when I’m angry?”

I didn’t know such whining words would burst out of my mouth either.

Even so, the faint smile lingering on Lisian’s lips was so mature.

So much so that it made me keep acting uncharacteristically petulant.

“It’s okay. Tulia.”

The eyes gazing at me were warm and gentle like a spring day’s touch.

“I, I.”

“….”

“I have a duty to pro, protect you all.”

“….”

“Be, because I’m the eldest….”

“….”

“I’m your big bro, brother. And Leon’s hy, hyung.”

“….”

But Lisian is still young too.

He’s only seventeen, and just a student attending the Academy.

While our uncles, who are twice our age, are desperately trying to devour us.

“Don’t eat this stuff, Lisian.”

I snatched the basket away. I know. That Lisian isn’t shoving this bitter thing in his mouth all day because he wants to eat it either.

“I know you’re nervous. But you’re wrong about something, brother.”

“What, what part?”

I bit into the loquium medicinal material roughly like a character from a tale who chews bear gallbladder.

It tasted so awful that tears welled up, but thanks to that, my mind became crystal clear.

I opened my eyes wide and said.

“That family members have a duty to protect each other.”

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