Young Master, Please Put Some Pants On! - Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

It was just a few days ago.

“Ah, I don’t want to!”

Kermanomon was someone who made an effort to spend time with Garulus even amidst his incredibly busy schedule, and that day was also one of their weekly meal times together.

“Are you really not going to eat any more? You’ll be hungry later…”

“Yeah. I’m not eating. My stomach is already this full!”

Garulus, who was already quite a picky eater normally, was being particularly fussy about food that day. Faced with the feast laid out before him, he made all sorts of excuses – this was bad for this reason, that was bad for that reason – refusing everything, and finally just nibbled a few bites of soup and bread pieces before claiming he was full and wanting to end the meal.

“Let’s go quickly. I want to go upstairs and play!”

As Garulus began throwing a tantrum, seemingly wanting to return to his room as quickly as possible, Mellis finally picked up some food with her fork and brought it to his lips.

“Just one more bite. Ah-”

“Geez, I said I’m not hungry!”

“Ah…”

However, Mellis’s fork was struck by Garulus’s wildly flailing arm and fell helplessly to the floor. At the clanging sound, Garulus also seemed startled and stopped, looking at the fallen fork with surprised eyes.

“Garulus.”

A low, heavy bass tone resonated in her ears. Kermanomon, who couldn’t bear to watch any longer, set down his utensils with a sharp thud as he spoke.

“What do you think you’re doing right now? Who taught you to be so rude to your caretaker?”

Garulus flinched at his intimidating tone. However, after hesitating for a moment, Garulus clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

“Th-this was an accident! What does Kerman know about it anyway!”

“An accident? Do you think I can’t tell the difference between your accidents and your tantrums?”

“Grr…”

“Besides, seeing you throw such a fit over food, you must be quite full.”

“That’s right! I’m full, that’s why!”

Garulus seemed to take those words at face value and nodded his head vigorously. Mellis, flustered by the sudden situation, looked back and forth between the two, trying to read the mood.

“Teron.”

Kermanomon, who had returned to his usual stoic expression, called for the head chef who was standing nearby while scooping up his soup again.

“You heard what Garulus said, didn’t you? So for the next week, I’m banning Garulus from having snacks. Additionally, make sure he’s strictly prohibited from entering the kitchen.”

“…Yes. Understood.”

“What did you say?”

Shocked by the thunderbolt announcement of a snack ban, Garulus jumped up from his seat. Garulus, who belatedly grasped the situation, looked at Mellis with an aggrieved expression, his mouth clamped shut.

“Mellis!”

It was a desperate plea for her to help him, but what could she possibly do against the Grand Duke’s orders? She could only quietly shake her head, meaning there was nothing she could do.

Feeling betrayed, Garulus glared at her with all his might, then puffed out his cheeks and climbed up onto his chair.

“Do whatever you want! You mean-spirited tyrant! I don’t need snacks anyway!”

“Garulus…!”

“I said it was an accident, but this is too much. Kerman really is a liar and a mean tiger!”

After shouting at Kermanomon like that, Garulus quickly ran out of the dining room before she could even catch him.

“Ah…”

The door slammed shut with a bang. Trapped in the cold silence that followed, Mellis could only clamp her mouth shut tightly.

* * *

It was a terrible incident even when she thought about it now, several days later.

“Garulus, are you really not going to apologize to His Grace?”

Garulus only came down from the bookshelf after extracting a promise from her that she wouldn’t make him wear pants.

“What? Why should I apologize? It was Kerman who took away my snacks!”

Garulus shook his head as if it was out of the question and roughly wielded his crayons over the sketchbook. It had already been three days since the snack ban incident, but Garulus was still puffing out his cheeks and avoiding him.

“Still, if you keep avoiding him like this, His Grace will be very upset…”

Just yesterday, when Kermanomon came to visit silently, Garulus suddenly stuck his head under the pillow and acted like he wasn’t there. Of course, he couldn’t hide his body in time, which hurt him.

Garulus’s behavior was so hard to understand that the touching brotherly reunion she had witnessed on the first day felt like a lie.

“Whether that liar Kerman gets upset or not has nothing to do with me! And why do you keep taking Kerman’s side? I’m the one who had my snacks unfairly taken away. I’m the one who’s really upset!”

“I’m not taking sides…”

“Mellis is my nanny, so you should be on my side! Hmph! Anyway, it’s all Kerman’s fault!”

At this point, Mellis’s suspicion turned into certainty. Garulus was thoroughly sulking at his older brother. It wasn’t just about the past few days.

Except for the first day she came to this manor, Garulus had always avoided him, gotten irritated, and listed all sorts of grievances. The reason he barely ate during meals with him and tried to leave quickly was surely because of this. And the snack ban had pushed those feelings to the extreme.

When did he chatter about his brother’s stories, and why was he being so spiteful now? Mellis sighed softly at the child’s heart that she thought she understood but didn’t.

“Alright. I won’t say anything.”

“Yes! Now you’re making sense.”

However, Mellis couldn’t help but sigh when she glanced at Garulus’s drawing. Around Kermanomon, who had devil’s horns and tail, indescribable brown lumps were floating around, and in the margins, it was written in crooked letters ‘Kerman is stupid.’

‘Poor Your Grace…’

Unaware that various filth was being added to his face, Kermanomon was still entertaining guests for Garulus’s sake.

Right now, on the first floor reception room, Marquis Lisia, the dean of Eisen Academy, was visiting. Eisen Academy was undoubtedly considered the continent’s finest academy, a top-tier elite training ground attended by children from noble and wealthy families.

Considering that the general age for academy admission was eight years old, the enrollment consultation for six-year-old Garulus was quite early. However, since there was a need to have such consultations in advance and get on the waiting list, it was simply jaw-dropping news for her, a poor noble and public academy graduate.

‘It should be ending soon.’

Mellis glanced at the clock and nervously licked her lips. In about 10 minutes, the consultation would roughly end. The reason she had desperately tried to make him wear pants earlier was because she was worried that the marquis and Garulus might run into each other.

She heard that they scrutinized individual capabilities and conduct as strictly as family background, so if his current appearance was discovered, all of this would obviously go down the drain.

‘I can’t show the dean such an underwear-clad appearance… Absolutely not…’

Just as Mellis clenched her fists and resolved to endure just a little longer, Garulus tilted his head and asked.

“Mellis, have you seen my yellow crayon? I’m sure I put it here just a moment ago, but it’s disappeared.”

“Yellow?”

Looking around, Mellis was able to find the yellow crayon at the foot of the bed. When did it roll all the way over there? As she bent down to pick up the crayon, something hidden under the bedpost came into her view.

“What’s this? A glass bottle?”

Mellis, who had pulled it out, frowned slightly. It was a glass bottle about the size of two palms put together, and it was packed full of something unidentifiable. It looked like a bunch of small black things gathered together like sesame seeds.

“Garulus, there’s something strange under the bed…”

“Ah, no!”

Wondering why sesame seeds were hidden under the bed, the moment she lifted the bottle.

“Kyaaaah!”

Trembling, the black sesame-like mass began moving in all directions. At the coordinated movement, Mellis was horrified and threw the bottle away.

“Ah, my ant army! Mellis, what are you doing!”

Startled, Garulus quickly ran over and snatched the bottle away. At the mention of “Ant Army,” Mellis felt goosebumps rising all over her body. While she wasn’t particularly afraid of insects, who wouldn’t be horrified at the sight of ants packed densely inside a glass bottle?

“G-Garulus! What is that! Give it here right now!”

“No! I worked hard to collect these for days!”

At that moment, a chase between Garulus and Mellis began. However, as always, Garulus was an incredibly light and agile baby monkey, while Mellis was a clumsy human with absolutely no athletic ability whatsoever.

“Won’t you come here?”

“Don’t chase me!”

“Sir Noel, please catch the young master! Quickly!”

So it was absolutely not Mellis’s fault that Garulus broke through the guard stationed at the door and instantly ran down to the First Floor. Absolutely not.

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