The Dragon Family’s Beloved Baby Cat - Chapter 47

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Chapter 47

 

The three boys who had been at each other’s throats gathered in a corner as if by agreement, putting their heads together.

 

Whisper whisper.

 

An emergency strategy meeting had begun.

 

“If we just block her outright, she’ll probably sneak out anyway…”

 

“Looking at those eyes, she won’t listen to words alone.”

 

“Young Master Hae, don’t you want to try talking her out of it instead of us? Then we’ll allow you to enter Moa’s room again.”

 

Afraid of hearing something like “I hate you, oppa” if he tried to dissuade her, Dowoon slyly passed the attack rights to Haesoo.

 

“How ridiculous.”

 

Instead of taking the bait, Haesoo smiled coldly.

 

“Isn’t it because her etiquette is lacking that she can’t go yet?”

 

“That’s right.”

 

“If she’s unqualified, she can’t go, right?”

 

At Haesoo’s words, the brothers’ eyes lit up.

 

“Oh, you’re pretty smart!”

 

“So we just need to become very strict, picky, and harsh examiners. Until she gets tired and says she won’t go.”

 

Haesoo bowed his head, easily accepting the praise, and smiled wickedly.

 

Moa might be sad, but after comforting her well, he could coax her with promises of buying delicious things at the market.

 

Rather than sending Moa to a filthy place like the Imperial Palace, it was better to see her sad expression once.

 

“Good. Just for today, we’re not enemies but comrades.”

 

Dowoon also nodded solemnly.

 

Their goal was one: ‘Operation Stop the Youngest’s Imperial Palace Trip.’

 

The three conspirators turned back toward Moa.

 

Yeongang crossed his arms and put on a deliberately stern voice.

 

“Ahem! Well then, since the little one is admirably learning etiquette, her oppas should help.”

 

“Really?”

 

Moa’s eyes sparkled.

 

“Of course. Imperial Palace etiquette is very demanding. We’ll supervise you.”

 

Dowoon sat down seriously and straightened his back. Haesoo sat beside him, watching Moa’s posture.

 

“Ah, that works out well. Then while the three young masters are supervising, I’ll go take care of some postponed business.”

 

From theory to practice until she achieved a picture-perfect posture.

 

Yehui, who had been stuck by Moa’s side for days supervising her, left the room relieved, entrusting Moa to the three.

 

“Wow, great! I’ll work really hard!”

 

Unaware that hellish sabotage was beginning, Moa smiled brightly.

 

And after a while.

 

“Again. Your toe angle is wrong.”

 

“Uuugh…”

 

Moa’s lips stuck out like a duck’s. She had already circled the room twenty times.

 

But what was making Moa struggle wasn’t the training.

 

“Hey, little one. You can’t walk like that there. The Imperial Palace floors are slippery, so you’ll fall flat.”

 

Yeongang, whose complexion had brightened with the fun of teasing, giggled while casually leaning against the four-poster bed.

 

“Gang is right. Try reducing your stride by half a span. That way it’ll be a more dignified walk.”

 

Dowoon added his criticism with arms crossed and a stern expression.

 

Even Haesoo joined in.

 

“Your posture is too stiff. You look like a wooden puppet walking? You need to be more fluid like this.”

 

Haesoo demonstrated with limp, flowing movements as if showing proper form.

 

Anyone could see that wasn’t the correct way to walk.

 

Each pointed out different things, and sometimes they even gave completely opposite instructions.

 

“Waaah! Really!”

 

Unable to bear it anymore, Moa plopped down and shouted.

 

“I’m working really hard, so why do you keep interfering! I hate you all!”

 

“Really? You’re giving up now? Then you won’t go to the Imperial Palace either?”

 

Yeongang asked with expectant eyes, but Moa’s pupils blazed.

 

“Who said I’m not going? Everyone be quiet! Let’s see…”

 

Moa swung her sprawled legs back and forth while thinking.

 

Suddenly, she smiled wickedly.

 

“Oppas, show me a demonstration.”

 

“…What?”

 

“From what I can see, you oppas don’t seem to know much about etiquette. You’re not elegant like Sister Yehui. Come on, show me a demonstration!”

 

“Do you think we, the noble sons of the great Jinryong Clan, wouldn’t know etiquette?”

 

Dowoon snorted.

 

But Moa didn’t back down and walked briskly to the bookshelf, bringing back three books.

 

“Hurry! Put them on your heads and walk. All three of you can walk elegantly the same way, right?”

 

“Why do we have to go this far?”

 

Yeongang looked disgusted, but Moa was relentless.

 

“Can’t do it? If you can’t, then be quiet!”

 

Moa’s provocation ignited Yeongang’s pointless competitive spirit.

 

“Hmph, piece of cake.”

 

“Young Master Jin, you’re choosing a bad move here?”

 

“Pig Young Master, if you can’t do it, just step aside.”

 

Eventually, swept up by Yeongang, all three teenagers lined up with books on their heads and began walking awkwardly.

 

“Damn it…”

 

Yeongang was the first to tremble.

 

Though they had received etiquette education, they hadn’t learned women’s elegant walking, so cries of “Whoa whoa!” erupted from here and there.

 

“Freeze.”

 

Moa shouted like an instructor with her hands behind her back.

 

“Little oppa, your knees are bent too much! Again!”

 

“Uurgh…”

 

“Big oppa! You told me earlier that I should smile! Bang! Gotcha!”

 

“Su oppa called me stiff, but you’re a complete robot yourself!”

 

Moa repaid the nagging she had learned from the three of them threefold.

 

The three, who were far from delicate, couldn’t argue back.

 

Moreover, because of their competitive spirit, none wanted to drop their book first, so all three were sweating profusely while freezing in horse stance positions.

 

“Hehe, serves you right.”

 

Moa became a hellish instructor, delivering fiery nagging until the three groaning men declared surrender.

 

***

 

Meanwhile, Yehui, who had left the room, quietly headed to Jin Saheon’s office.

 

In this house, all Yehui had to do was take care of Moa.

 

So her words about taking care of postponed business were actually a lie.

 

“Master, this is Bukgung Yeohi. I have something to discuss with you.”

 

“Come in.”

 

When Yehui suddenly visited, Jin Saheon was greatly surprised and bolted up from his seat.

 

“Sit here. Is something wrong with Moa?”

 

“It’s not that…”

 

Yehui bowed before Jin Saheon, then sat down and stated her purpose.

 

“Actually, I want to become a spy once more.”

 

“…What do you mean by that?”

 

Jin Saheon’s gaze intensified. Of course, it wasn’t because he thought Yehui would betray the Jinryong Clan again.

 

If that were the case, she wouldn’t have come to him of her own accord.

 

“The young miss intends to go to the Imperial Palace. Of course, even if she doesn’t want to, she’ll eventually have to go due to the Emperor’s summons.”

 

“Moa suddenly? What could she possibly be thinking…”

 

Jin Saheon was curious about the child’s thoughts, but since they had originally accepted the Emperor’s proposal according to Moa’s wishes, he figured this was an extension of that.

 

“The Master cannot always personally escort the young miss to the Imperial Palace. Then the young miss would be alone in enemy territory.”

 

At Yehui’s words, Jin Saheon’s expression darkened.

 

That was something Jin Saheon was worried about as well.

 

However, he was in a position where official duties as the head of the manor were piling up, making it difficult to personally accompany Moa every time.

 

He had considered reluctantly sending Dowoon along, but even though he was a trustworthy eldest son, he was still a child who hadn’t reached adulthood.

 

Neither of them would be able to handle the Emperor.

 

“That’s why I want to return as a spy.”

 

Yehui explained her plan.

 

“Although I failed to assassinate the Master contrary to the plan, I’ll report that I succeeded in getting close to the young miss instead.”

 

“What if they ask about the communication blackout?”

 

“I’ll make excuses that I deliberately cut it off to avoid suspicion.”

 

“…What if they don’t believe you?”

 

“I’ll ask how I could be alive and well if I had already been discovered.”

 

She had been saved after meeting Moa, but normally this wouldn’t be possible.

 

An assassin who targeted the head of the manor would have no excuse even if cut down in one stroke, regardless of circumstances.

 

So Yehui thought they would believe her instead.

 

“Since surveillance cannot have blind spots, I’ll say I need to obtain a pass to stay by the young miss’s side in the Imperial Palace.”

 

Yehui spoke with a determined voice.

 

Then she could protect Moa in the Imperial Palace.

 

If things went wrong, she planned to buy time for Moa to escape.

 

“If things go badly, you don’t know what might happen to you.”

 

Jin Saheon wanted to dissuade Yehui, feeling sorry for her potentially facing an extreme situation.

 

However, Yehui smiled instead.

 

“Since the young miss saved me, my current life is a bonus.”

 

Jin Saheon eventually set down his teacup with a bitter expression.

 

“Please be careful with yourself. You are also a member of Jinryong.”

 

***

 

A few days later.

 

Moa and Yehui, having finished all preparations, boarded a carriage bearing the Jinryongseoga emblem and headed to the Imperial Palace.

 

When the carriage reached the Imperial Palace Gate, Moa saw through the window a shadow blocking their path.

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