The Dragon Family’s Beloved Baby Cat - Chapter 25

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Chapter 25

Considering Bukgung Yeohi’s situation at only fifteen years old, her twisted words were somewhat understandable.

Of course, blood is thicker than water.

Jaseonghwa, who had resolved to give Yehui a piece of her mind if she said such things again, gently patted Moa’s shoulder.

“When people are in too much pain or feel too lonely, they sometimes say sharp things.”

“Mmm…”

“Like a chestnut burr, they put up spikes on the outside because they don’t want their tender insides to be discovered.”

Jaseonghwa said as she gently pulled Moa into her embrace.

Moa thought for a moment, then smiled brightly.

“I see!”

“That sister must have her own circumstances too. But remember this. No matter what anyone says, you are a precious guest in this house. No one can drive you away.”

“Yes!”

Moa shouted cheerfully while breathing in the comforting scent from Jaseonghwa’s embrace.

If that sister had someone to hold her like this, she wouldn’t put up spikes.

“Dowoon oppa says I’m precious no matter what I do.”

“Oh my, Dowoon said that?”

Jaseonghwa burst into laughter.

She couldn’t imagine her serious eldest son saying such things, which made her laugh.

“I want to cherish that sister too. Then she’ll say kind words.”

At Moa’s words, Jaseonghwa was finally moved by her pure heart and hugged Moa tightly.

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Instead of her oppas who each had their own business, Moa came out to play in the garden again, this time looking at flowers.

“Hey, Moa.”

A gentle voice was heard.

Gone was the venomous expression from the morning, and she was wearing a bright smile.

“I had a bit of a headache earlier, so I was sensitive. Sorry…”

“Wait!”

Moa jumped up, blocking Yehui who was about to say something.

“I’m Moa.”

Moa clumsily imitated the greeting she had seen Yehui do at the banquet hall.

“I know your name too. What are you doing now?”

“Sister’s greeting was so pretty! You taught me to become pretty too, right? Thank you!”

Yehui’s eyes widened at the unexpected greeting.

She stared at Moa blankly, then moved her lips as if to say something.

“So cute…”

“Huh?”

“No. You thanked me, right?”

“Yes!”

“Then I’ll teach you something even better. Sister knows how to make flower crowns. It would be perfect for someone as cute… I mean, it would suit you perfectly.”

Yehui hastily turned her head and changed her words.

Her gaze turned toward a corner of the garden, toward the vine trellis. A flower pot was precariously placed there as she had prepared beforehand.

[That’s obviously a trap. You absolutely can’t go there!]

Somi sent out warning signals frantically.

‘But to remove sister’s chestnut burr spikes, I need to become friends with her first.’

Moa argued back in her mind. Then she grabbed Yehui’s hand firmly.

“Wow, how exciting!”

When the warm, small warmth touched her palm, Yehui’s shoulders visibly flinched.

“…Come quickly.”

Yehui hurriedly pulled Moa’s hand as if being chased.

The place she brought Moa to was under the vine trellis.

“Look over there. There are pretty flowers up there.”

She pointed up at the vine trellis.

“Wow, where?”

“Wait and see. I’ll pick them for you, so Moa needs to catch the flowers from below.”

“I want to pick them myself though?”

Moa spread both arms and hopped around.

She thought Yehui hadn’t seen her jumping skills and had given her a boring role.

“That’s difficult. That wall up there is very high, so Moa’s hands can’t reach it, right?”

“Sister could lift me up though?”

Moa chattered without hesitation.

But for Yehui, who needed to drop the flower pot from the vine trellis, these were unwelcome words.

“Since sister wants to give them to Moa, sister should pick them.”

“Aw, but I want to give some to sister too.”

Moa pouted her lips like a beak and grumbled.

“And oh, I need to give some to Sehui unni, and mister, and madam, and big oppa and little oppa too.”

Then followed a string of people she wanted to give flowers to.

Yehui frowned briefly, then hardened her face coldly and answered.

“Sister will pick plenty so there won’t be any shortage.”

“If sister really wants to give them as gifts, I guess there’s no choice.”

Moa nodded and closed her eyes with a completely unsuspecting face, extending her hands.

Looking down at Moa’s face for a moment, Yehui’s jaw muscles hardened stiffly.

She bit her lips tightly and stepped up onto the shelf column.

Her hand reached toward the heavy ceramic pot placed next to the flowers.

With this height and weight, it definitely wouldn’t end with just a bump on the head.

At minimum unconsciousness, if unlucky…

A cold murderous intent flashed in Yehui’s eyes.

Her hand pushed the pot without hesitation.

Screech- thud.

With a friction sound, the heavy ceramic fell through the air.

Aimed precisely at Moa’s crown.

Just as Yehui’s lips curled up in a sinister smile.

“Ow!”

Moa screamed and suddenly twisted her body to the side.

[Dodge! You stupid dummy Moa!]

Somi, who had been floating in the air, sensed the crisis and bit Moa’s cheek hard with an “Ang!”

Thanks to Somi’s desperate rescue, Moa staggered and stepped back one step to the side.

Crash!

With a thunderous sound, dust clouds rose up.

The pot grazed past the space where Moa had been and shattered into pieces on the ground.

Sharp fragments scattered in all directions.

“How…!”

Yehui’s eyes, hanging from the trellis, widened as if they would tear.

Moa was perfectly fine.

She had pushed it without any warning, yet Moa had dodged in that split second as if she had known it would fall.

“Ow, that hurts… Did a bug bite me?”

Moa, who had her eyes closed and didn’t know Somi had bitten her, grumbled.

Though brief, Somi had used tremendous power to suddenly manifest and now lay limply on Moa’s head with her eyes closed, too exhausted to respond.

“Wow, sister! That was almost a disaster!”

Moa’s eyes widened as she looked at the broken pot.

Yehui held her breath as she watched Moa.

“A flower pot must have fallen in the wind. Sister, are you hurt?”

“Uh… huh?”

Yehui’s face turned pale. She was clearly flustered.

“Sister, be careful. It seems dangerous up there. I don’t need flowers, so just come down quickly.”

Moa’s clear eyes looked up at Yehui intently.

Pure eyes filled with worry.

But meeting those eyes, cold sweat beaded on Yehui’s forehead.

She trembled as she gripped the vine, clenching her sweaty fist tight.

“…”

Like someone being chased, Yehui’s pupils shook violently.

Her complexion was deathly pale.

As if recalling terrible memories of what would happen if she failed, her breathing became rough.

“Sister?”

Yehui carefully gripped the vine and climbed down, being cautious not to slip due to her damp hands.

Fear and murderous intent.

Her eyes, mixed with both, turned toward the entrance dividing the outer and inner courtyards.

There stood the massive golden dragon statue bestowed by His Imperial Majesty, radiating gleaming majesty.

Yehui swallowed dryly.

Her expression showed there was nowhere left to retreat.

“Sister. Are you okay?”

Moa asked worriedly, seeing Yehui’s complexion turn pale in an instant.

Yehui extended her hand to Moa.

“…Yes, you were quite startled, weren’t you? Let’s move to another spot. This place feels ominous.”

“Then shall we go pick other flowers?”

“It’s something much more sparkling and wonderful than a flower crown.”

Yehui gripped Moa’s hand tightly.

Her hand was so cold and damp that Moa felt an eerie sensation for a moment.

The two girls stopped in front of the golden dragon statue that shone blindingly in the afternoon sunlight.

“Wow, it’s huge!”

“Magnificent, isn’t it? It’s a treasure given by His Imperial Majesty. Want to see it up close?”

“A treasure from His Imperial Majesty?”

“Yes, but I want to see it better, so put on your glasses.”

Moa glanced at the anxious-looking Yehui and took out her security glasses from her bosom.

“You need to look quickly.”

As Moa hesitated, Yehui bit her lips and urged her on.

Yehui led Moa right up to the front of the statue.

The servants were far away and there was no one passing by nearby.

“Oh my, what’s that?”

Yehui pointed somewhere, diverting Moa’s attention.

While Moa turned her head saying “Hm?”

Yehui threw her body without hesitation and pushed the heavy statue.

Crash-!

With a heavy metallic sound, the statue tumbled to the ground.

However, the golden dragon didn’t break as Yehui had expected.

Yehui clenched her fists in panic at seeing not even a scratch on it.

Then black threads unraveled smoothly from her neck and wrapped around the statue rolling on the ground.

Crack!

Soon the golden dragon’s neck snapped off and rolled across the floor.

Moa, wearing her security glasses, stood blinking as she watched the scene.

“Kyaaaah! No!”

Yehui grabbed her skirt hem as planned and tumbled to the ground.

The hand gripping her skirt was deathly pale.

“What’s that sound!”

“What’s this disaster!”

People came running in terror after hearing the loud noise.

What they saw was the severed head of the golden dragon and Moa standing dazedly in front of it.

“Huh, gasp…!”

“Th-this is… bestowed by His Majesty!”

The servants’ legs gave out and they collapsed.

This wasn’t just a simple object. This was tantamount to high treason, like beheading the Emperor himself.

“Huuuk…”

Yehui lay prostrate on the ground, her shoulders shaking.

Acting like a terrified victim, she pointed at Moa with trembling fingers.

“Th-this child… said she wanted to ride the dragon and suddenly clung to it… I tried to stop her…”

“…!”

Everyone’s gaze focused on Moa at once.

Shock, fear, and condemnation.

Moa just blinked, not understanding what was happening.

“That’s not true. I didn’t touch it.”

“Don’t lie! You said it was pretty and you wanted to touch it!”

Yehui shouted while burying her head.

“How could you do such a terrible thing… What shall we report to the Master!”

The atmosphere instantly froze.

No one could defend Moa.

Though Moa was a benefactor to the Jinryong Clan, breaking the Emperor’s symbol could escalate into a political issue.

This wasn’t a problem that could be covered up as a child’s mistake.

“Move aside.”

A low, heavy voice that seemed to shake heaven and earth.

The murmuring crowd parted, and Jin Saheon walked through.

Jin Dowoon followed behind him like a shadow.

“M-Master! I have committed a mortal sin!”

Yehui wailed while banging her forehead on the ground.

Thud, thud. It was such desperate acting that blood began to seep from her forehead.

“As a mere guest, I dared… I failed to stop this child from breaking His Majesty’s bestowed gift!”

Her voice rang out loudly.

The situation was clear to anyone who saw it.

A thoughtless child’s mistake and a pitiful guest who got hurt trying to stop it.

And the Emperor’s shattered authority.

Jin Saheon stopped in front of it all.

Jin Saheon slowly opened his mouth.

“…It’s smashed to pieces.”

At his low voice, Yehui crouched down even more. A harsh reprimand was about to fall.

“What’s all this commotion over a mere piece of scrap metal.”

“…Pardon?”

Yehui flinched and raised her head.

Did he just call the Emperor’s bestowed gift a piece of scrap metal…?

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