Pourquoi êtes-vous si obsédé par le rejet de l'affection? - Chapitre 8

Chapitre 8

There seems to be a possibility that Wyndert will really make Deleign swing the sword a thousand times in a row. He’s probably telling Deleign to do it because he did it himself, droite?

Deleign, who was biting his lip, raised his head with a determined look.

“I’ll make sure you don’t break your legs!"

“Uhhh……”

I was rendered speechless and gave a long sigh.

“I won’t bweak my wegs if I just walk awound……”

(I won’t break my legs if I just walk around……)

I mumbled quietly, but neither of them listened.

bien, since Deleign looks like a prankster no matter how you look at him, it won’t be so bad if he were to focus on swordsmanship.

I thought as I heard thumping sounds.

During our short walk to the dining room, Deleign was lightly tapping the decorations that were adorned on the walls.

“Oh my…… You look like a close brother and sister.”

Wyndert sat me on a chair in front of the dining table. Lucie, who saw the act, laughed and said that.

‘A brother? It would’ve been great.’

It would’ve been perfect.

A family with strong bonds, loving dad and brothers, and a daughter of a wealthy aristocrat, who lived comfortably without a threat in her life.

‘I was born as a princess, yet I have to be always prepared for life crises.’

This life had only been a series of hardships.

“If you wewe my weal bwothe……”

The thought left my mouth. Wyndert’s gaze fell on me.

“It would’ve been bwette if you wuh my weal family…… but this much is enwough fow me!"

(It would’ve been better if you were my real family…… but this much is enough for me!)

I whispered sadly and laughed.

Lucy’s expression softened as if she felt sympathy towards me.

"Et moi?"

Deleign glared at me, his eyes full of discontent. The seven-year-old’s inflated cheeks looked as soft as bread dough, which was very cute.

“I will allow you to call me Brother Del! You can call Brother Wyndert a Brother as well.”

(T/N: Shuelina calls Deleign and Wyndert as Brother or ‘oppa’, a Korean term for older guys – can be family, copains, des connaissances, and strangers – and can only be used by girls. pourtant, the Brother that Deleign wanted her to call them is not ‘oppa’ but ‘orabeoni’, which can only be used by siblings.)

Deleign looked at me with glistening eyes.

“That’s only because you look desperate!"

Deleign said, as if emphasizing that there was no special reason behind it.

pourtant, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a light sound of plates clattering. Quand je regarde autour, everyone’s heads are turned away while their shoulders are shaking.

‘That’s cute.’

These are the children born with a curse that terrorizes others. People are bound to tremble with fear even if one the brothers just spoke to them a little.

Toujours, it seems like everyone finds him cute because of his young appearance.

“It’s a nuisance!"

The maids entered the dining room, where we talked happily, with trays on their hands.

I gazed at the dishes set on the table.

‘What’s with those lids? I want to see what’s underneath! Please remove them for me!'

I kept swinging my legs under the table. My heart was pounding inside my chest.

I couldn’t wait to see what’s causing this smell of ecstasy.

'Non, Wyndert and Deleign are right next to me! I need to act accordingly.’

I bit my lip and glared at the silver lids.

There’s a lot of food on the table that I couldn’t stop swinging my legs.

GRRR, my stomach growled.

"Qu'est-ce que c'était tout à l'heure?"

Deleign asked naively.

"De quoi parles-tu?"

Wyndert asked him.

Juste après ça, another long, rumbling sound was heard once again.

‘Th-This is so humiliating!'

My face flamed up.

Do they not know what that rumbling sound is because they’ve never been starved before? I wish they’d just let it go quietly!

“Shushu, do you feel hot?"

Deleign looked at me worriedly. My face must be bright red by now.

“M’lords, madame, your meal is ready.”

Commencer par un cuirassé spatial wuxianovel, Lucy cut the conversation off at the right time.

Phew…… Nice timing, Lucie. Wait no! I have to use food to change the topic!

“Bwothe Dew, Bwothe Wyngdet, I’m hungwy and I want to eat!"

(Brother Del, Brother Wyndert, I’m hungry and I want to eat!)

Deleign’s face glowed at what I called him.

'Wah, he’s so cute.’

He seemed to be happy to hear what he wanted to hear.

"D'abord, your chin.”

Wyndert leaned in and put a bib on me.

"Aussi, it’s difficult for you to call my full name, so you can just call me Wyndy.”

He leaned down and whispered in my ear.

It seems that he was dissatisfied with me not calling him by his nickname. I called him Wyndert even though it’s hard, so if he wants me to call him Wyndy, Alors je vais!

“Bwothe Wyngdy!"

I answered with a giggle. He immediately turned to face the table.

This will be the first time I’m going to eat proper food, so I’m very excited.

Lucy and the other maids that stood by the wall opened the lids that covered the dishes.

The lids being removed produced a nice sound.

“Uhhmm……!"

I hesitated to pick the spoon and fork. There were so many types of silverware that I couldn’t discern which one I’m supposed to pick.

I also have no idea how to use them.

"Ici."

As I began to worry, Wyndert picked up a pair of clean spoon and fork, then he put them on my plate.

I can’t believe he got rid of my problem. I picked the tableware up with a wide smile.

j'ai regardé autour. Everyone seems to anticipate what food I’m going to pick first.

‘It’s all…… very pretty.’

Moi à, légumes, fruits, and even colorful bread. The table is filled with all kinds of luxurious food.

“I’ve nevew seen anythwing like these befowe! Can I weally eat somethwing so pwetty? But I don’t thwink I can eat them aw!"

(I’ve never seen anything like these before! Can I really eat something so pretty? But I don’t think I can eat them all!)

I don’t know what to eat first.

While I was flustered, Wyndert and Deleign, who sat on either side of me, watched me the whole time I ate.

‘But seriously, there’s a lot of food here……’

I guess it wasn’t a lie when I was told that I can eat all kinds of delicacies here!

“Food is food, ils sont tous pareils. Ah, this is a cream puff.”

Wyndert said and placed a plate in front of me.

So this is a cream puff!

It’s a very big and soft-looking bread. The size is actually bigger than I thought.

“Does it weally wook wike me?"

(Does it really look like me?)

I grabbed the cream puff and placed it next to my face.

“It’s the same, it’s the same.”

“It’s perfectly the same.”

Deleign and Wyndert nodded.

‘What do they mean the same? Is my face this big?'

It feels like I don’t know how I really look all of a sudden. I snorted in my head.

'Hey, there’s so much to eat here. It’s not the time to care about something else.’

I immediately bit into the cream puff.

‘……!'

The cream was sticking out of the gaps of the bread.

My eyes opened wide as the rich sweetness spread inside my mouth before I could even chew.

I couldn’t think of anything from that moment on.

I’ve been given the mission to eat what is before me.

It’s such a delicacy, and the taste seemed to dance with my tongue.

“Waaahhhhh……!"

It’s so delicious that I couldn’t stop myself from crying.

"Quoi, Pourquoi pleures-tu?!"

Surpris, Deleign asked while handing me a napkin.

“What’s with this…… It’s so dewicious!"

Tears streamed down my face.

The taste made me emotional! It was my body’s reaction to the taste.

I was so moved that I shed tears. I’ve never eaten such high-end food before.

‘You’ve lived a very poor life, Shuelina……’

When I felt a little calmer, I wiped away my tears with one hand. Then I decided to feed my body with a lot of delicious foods.

“It’s weally dewicious. Thwank you evewyone!"

dis-je avec un grand sourire, filling my spoon with corn grains.

I felt the atmosphere around me become fluffy.

‘Do they feel sorry because I was so moved to the point that I cried?'

I could hear the maids muttering, ‘Cute’ and ‘No problem.’

Désormais, I’m going to fill my stomach with delicious stuff! I’ll do everything that the real Shuelina couldn’t do.

I chewed the corn with a firm commitment.

“Urghk…… Uerghh……!"

Regardless of my earlier pledge, my body reacted after eating more than I could.

I ate the main dish little by little. ce mariage a été décidé avant ta naissance, I filled my mouth with cake with whipped cream.

From then came a sour taste, then something drizzled out of my mouth.

As I lowered my head, the white whipped cream I just ate had become a transparent liquid and drizzled onto my lap.

I blinked my eyes blankly. My stomach was becoming stuffy.

“Shushu, qu'est-ce qui ne va pas?"

Surpris, Deleign turned from his seat and asked.

I couldn’t resist the impending vomit and only shook my head to indicate that I’m fine.

‘I can’t open my mouth.’

Si je fais, I’m sure that everything I ate today would come pouring out.

‘It hurts.’

I felt terribly nauseous.

‘It’s so painful!'

My stomach started to hurt as if it was being twisted.

'Ça fait mal, ça fait mal. Quelqu'un, aide-moi!'

I eventually forgot about my surroundings and hugged my stomach tightly.

"Oh mon Dieu, madame!"

Surpris, Lucy ran to me.

'Ne le faites pas, I’m going to throw up!'

I shook my head in tears.

“Wooboo……!"

I wanted to say no, but my mouth is full and I couldn’t say it properly.

I could feel the surroundings getting chaotic.

My stomach hurts so much that I can’t get myself together.

« Ne te retiens pas! Pour it out, madame!"

Lucy placed a deep bowl near my mouth.

I didn’t even worry about looking dirty. I put my head on it and threw up.

“Shushu!"

I heard people calling my name. Shushu, Shushu, their voices were filled with worry.

I wanted to reassure everyone. pourtant, my head dropped and my eyes closed.