Young Master, Please Put Some Pants On! - Chapter 64

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Chapter 64

Mellis thought that perhaps she had grown up exactly as Mother intended. Sandra had wanted the powerless Mellis to be helplessly manipulated by her hands. Recalling those memories left her with a bitter feeling.

As she walked while lost in rather serious contemplation, a somehow familiar figure caught her eye in the distance.

That bright yellow blonde hair that seemed to capture sunlight itself, and that snow-white skin like freshly fallen snow…

“Arsian!”

At her single cry, Arsian suddenly stopped walking and turned around. Upon spotting Mellis, he broke into a bright smile, and Mellis also waved her hand enthusiastically to greet him.

“Mellis, what brings you here? Don’t tell me the Academy that Garurururu attends was this place?”

“Yes. Then what business brought you to the Academy, Arsian?”

“I have an appointment. This worked out perfectly. I was on my way to seek advice regarding your healing power, Mellis. Come with me!”

“Really?”

At the completely unexpected words, Mellis’s eyes widened in surprise. When they had met before, they had discussed something similar. Just his promise to look into it for her had been more than enough to be grateful for, but to think he would actually come all the way to the Academy like this for her sake!

“Arsian, thank you so much. To go this far because of me…”

“It’s someone I meet with regularly anyway, so it’s fine. Come to think of it, I had good dreams last night—it must have been because I was going to meet you, Mellis.”

“I-Is that so.”

At his cheerful smile, Mellis once again made an embarrassed face and licked her lips with her tongue. She really couldn’t tell what Arsian thought of her.

Their meetings always happened by chance, and Arsian was excessively kind to her. While she felt grateful to him, she still couldn’t completely let go of her wariness.

But if all his words were truly sincere, then all his mysterious behavior could be explained, couldn’t it?

As she walked, Mellis quietly raised her gaze to look at his profile. Objectively speaking, Arsian was a handsome man. The hair covering his nape displayed a luscious yellow color as if coated with honey, and the red eyes hidden between his gentle eye shape reminded her of crafted jewels.

His doll-like delicate eyelashes and lips that seemed to hold flower petals were the same. It was unbelievable that such a beauty would show interest in her, and on top of that, he was Duke Ferzen, another imperial heir to the throne.

It was hard to believe unless the world was playing a trick on her.

“Hmm…”

Perhaps his words were closer to teasing, and she might be reacting too strongly. Even Kermanomon enjoyed teasing her with mischievous words at every opportunity.

Mellis decided to shake off her complicated thoughts and focus on the matter at hand. Following Arsian, they arrived at the Healing Studies Building located on campus. Perhaps because there were fewer people, its scale was noticeably smaller than the other facilities she had seen coming and going.

“Here we are.”

Mellis, who had been about to follow Arsian inside without thinking, slowly came to a stop. Going in to meet someone else like this would be tantamount to revealing her identity as a human to that person.

As she hesitated, unable to move forward rashly, Arsian asked her with a fresh smile.

“Are you worried?”

Startled, Mellis slightly raised her eyebrows. How did this man always act as if he could read her mind? After thinking briefly, Mellis slowly nodded her head.

“A little.”

“Then what about trusting me? Is that frightening too?”

Taking a step into the building, Arsian extended his hand to her. Asking if she could trust him—at the completely unexpected words, Mellis fell into deep contemplation.

‘Do I really trust Arsian? Without a shadow of doubt?’

Honestly, if she said yes, it would definitely be a lie. While she trusted his goodwill, deep in her heart there remained distrust toward him.

Mellis quietly gripped the hem of her clothes. Perhaps this question already had a predetermined answer. And Arsian would know that fact too.

She lightly grasped his hand and said.

“No. I’m not afraid.”

They were in a relationship where they had no choice but to trust each other. The hand he extended was the only option given to her.

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Waiting for the two of them was a young man with a somewhat cold impression. Upon spotting Arsian, he removed the glasses he was wearing and greeted them first.

“Your Grace, it’s been a while.”

Mellis was unconsciously flustered by his gentle smile. The sharp teeth visible between his slightly upturned lips and the familiar aura conveyed through his black eyes.

‘…He’s a beastman.’

Hadn’t she heard from Arsian on the way here that he was a renowned professor of healing studies and the department head of the Healing Studies Department? But a beastman?

He couldn’t be a half-blood born with healing power like Arsian. Half-bloods were unable to find employment at the Academy or public institutions. That was an unspoken rule between the two races, and though bitter, it was an unavoidable reality.

“But who is the person you came with?”

“Ah, this is Mellis. She’s exactly the person I mentioned to you in my letter before.”

“Ah, I see. Nice to meet you. I’m Nilton Hopnilman.”

As Mellis bowed her head and shook his hand, she felt a sense of déjà vu. It was definitely a name she seemed to have heard somewhere before.

〈Why Must Beastmen Coexist with Humans? -N. Hopnilman.〉

Mellis’s eyes widened as she recalled the book she had borrowed from the Ducal Residence before.

“Then the N. Hopnilman who wrote that book is…”

“Yes, that’s me.”

Having heard Mellis’s murmur, he answered in a low voice. Mellis, who had read the book twice repeatedly, could finally guess why Arsian had introduced her to him.

Nilton Hopnilman was so knowledgeable about healing power that it was hard to believe he had written the book based solely on research and theory. A passage from the book came to Mellis’s mind.

‘What we must face is not race but the essence of that person. We must know that no matter what form anyone takes, they are merely ordinary people.’

Those words were both comforting to Mellis and made her think deeply.

Since he was someone with an open mind who didn’t care about race at all, he would not only keep Mellis’s secret but also help with her suspicious healing power.

“…”

Mellis’s gaze unconsciously turned toward Arsian beside her. As always, he was looking at her with a fresh smile.

It was a faint smile that seemed to ask if she still didn’t trust him.

“…That’s how it happened.”

A little later, Mellis, sitting across from Professor Hopnilman, carefully shared the story of what had happened. Having already received a brief overview of the situation from Arsian, he took out a notebook and pen and focused on her words.

“So you’re saying you haven’t been able to use your healing power even once since then.”

“Yes. More than anything, I’m not even sure if I properly used healing power at that time. When Arsian used healing power before, the medicine effect was immediately dispelled, but nothing happened then.”

She had been too frantic at the time, and the idea that she had healed Garulus’s wound with her own power was merely speculation.

“I see. Then if you’ll excuse me asking, who made the medicine you’re currently taking?”

“My friend did. She’s not an official mage though…”

“She must be a half-blood. She has considerable magical power and must be very skilled too.”

“Yes. That’s right.”

As surprised Mellis nodded vigorously, he continued taking notes as if it were obvious.

“The fact that a mage with this level of ability isn’t known to the public can only be for that reason. Moreover, beastmen and humans don’t even need to research such magic.”

After finishing his questions, Professor Hopnilman scribbled something for quite a while, then suddenly stood up saying he would go to the warehouse for a moment.

Watching Hopnilman’s retreating figure, Mellis murmured with curious eyes.

“Wow, he’s completely opposite to the image I had while reading the book.”

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