# 78
“Ah, I remember that warrior. He was successfully recovering with Sirius, so I had high expectations for him...”
Dearyn raised her eyebrows.
He seemed normal enough to hold a conversation, thanks to Halt's ingenuity.
But Charlotte's features became cloudy.
“So far, nothing has been discovered.”
disappearance.
She seemed to hope that wasn't true.
When she heard that, her heart suddenly pounded.
“If he was dead, they would have at least found his body, right?”
“……The explosion… was so powerful, there were even cases where bodies turned into dust.”
"……Yes…."
Dearyn lost the ability to speak and turned her gaze to Sirius.
Sirius, who was interacting with Sybian, was staring at them in concentration.
He must have heard the conversation that took place a moment ago.
However, there was no hesitation in his eyes when he faced Dearyn.
“……I understand now.”
But Dayarine was confused.
They didn't have a long history together, but she sincerely wished Sirius had a life the way he had.
When I understood that person's pain, my feelings for him increased. Even animals living on the street can feel attached at the simple touch of a finger.
Even Halt cried in Deyarin's arms. Was that the reason? I felt like I was offering a part of my heart as if I was saving something.
“For the sacrifices of others, I hope Sirius survives to bear witness to their sacrifices.”
Shalott said in a calm voice, as if praying, as she quietly watched Dearyn. Dearyn slowly lowered her head, her most important goal was for Sirius to become a master and shine in society.
But now, there was one duty that had been placed on Deyarin's shoulders.
Uncovering the actions carried out by the Second Prince.
Commemorating those who were sacrificed.
Even though she had decided not to live in Thebes, Deyarin could not refuse this duty.
—
In order to fulfill the duty requested by Shalott, Ceres' appearance in society must first be successful.
Appearance was the most important thing in this process, no matter what others said.
Diaren took Charlotte's advice immediately.
She also had a desire to see Sirius beautifully dressed.
Charlotte immediately sent specialized experts.
“I'm Susan, and I'll be doing skin care.”
“I am Noura, and I will take care of your hair.”
Besides these, more than ten other people were assigned.
Since Sirius is able to interact with people to some extent, it becomes easier to choose them without having to worry about his ability to communicate or the details of his actions.
“They were selected based solely on skills!”
Charlotte showed great confidence in her choice.
Starting today, two people, Susan and Noura, have been introduced, and they are definitely different from the people who worked in the palace previously.
The people who worked in the palace had been chosen based on how unobtrusive to Sirius they were.
So he was basically kind and knew how to match emotions.
But the new people who came today were like artists who were only focused on how to recreate the material in front of them in the form of a wonderful product called “Perfect Young Man,” more than they cared about Sirius’ feelings.
“Your foundation is so wonderful. With this foundation, I can make your skin in this castle the best after Charlotte.”
“…Ah, only after Charlotte…”
“She was born super beautiful, so I can't compete.”
“Oh.”
It was clear that the professionals knew how to admit what was right. Noura, the hair care professional, was examining Sirius' hair carefully like a craftsman checking whether the materials were fresh.
Deyarin was watching the scene next to her anxiously.
‘My baby has become a lot cute, and now he no longer bites or kills random people, but I don’t know what would happen if the hairdresser changed…’
“Your hair...um, it looks like it's been treated to a magical black color. Are you going to keep it like that?”
“Can it be returned to the original color?”
"Yes, it's possible. I'll do it myself, so you don't have to worry about side effects."
Dearyn had planned to dismantle the magic herself once things had stabilized, but leaving matters in the hands of the experts rather than trying out unknown magic was clearly the safer option.
'Then, I think it would be good if we went back to the original color first.'
I was curious about Sirius' original hair color. What color is his hair?
His current black color matched him well, but I also imagined it could be blonde, silver, or even blue.
'Apparently, Sirius doesn't have normal brown hair…'
He might have weird blue or even pink hair, which might look good on him.
'Seems like that would be good too?'
Even after imagining it, I felt like it would be acceptable. Even a near-purple pink would look pretty on Ceres' face.
Dayaren had a big misunderstanding.
With this misconception, she imagined a finished Sirius after dyeing his hair, and felt increasingly anxious.
“Hurry up, let's start right away!”
Thanks to Dyaren's enthusiastic encouragement, the experts rushed towards Ceres with enthusiasm.
Sirius thought he had become accustomed to dealing with such professionals, but he realized that people, whether humans or animals, could not fully understand the feelings of others.
"I don't want!"
"What? You don't want to?"
Dearyn never expected to hear the word “no” from Sirius, so she was even more shocked than usual.
"Why? Why would you refuse? I love beautiful Sirius."
“I don't want to though.”
“……”
Is this still the case?
It was constant resentment and unending stubbornness.
Since the chaos in the corridor, Sirius had not uttered the forbidden words again. He seemed to be clinging to Deyarin, and was eating the food she fed him well, which made Deyarin feel comfortable thinking the clinginess had decreased a bit.
She was thinking of gradually returning to normal and doing usual things, but suddenly…
"Why wouldn't you? What's not to like?"
"I just don't want to. I absolutely hate this."
The rejection was too strong.
Deyarin tilted her head in surprise.
This was a different feeling than just resistance directed against her or revenge for not accepting his love.
I felt something was there.
Additionally, it was related to a portion of the magic surrounding Sirius' body.
Taking it on a whim and leaving it left an uncomfortable feeling.
“Let's talk a little in private, and I'll invite you both later.”
“Speak freely, we will be waiting for you.”
When Dearyn asked Susan and Nora out, she sat next to Sirius.
Maybe there was something he didn't say because of the presence of others.
When she tried to start talking and her eyes met his, Sirius looked at her with a frown.
“Sirius.”
When Dearren called him, his sullen face shook slightly.
But despite the sullen expression, Sirius slowly took Dearyn's hand in his.
The body was frank even if it could not be seen in the eyes.
Dearyn looked at her hand in Sirius's grasp, his fist clenched like a child afraid of being left behind.
“Oh my God...”
Even if she tried to get angry, she couldn't because of this sad feeling.
Darren pulled Sirius into her embrace, grabbed his shoulder and pulled him towards her.
Sirius followed quietly, resting his chin on her shoulder.
“Why? What don’t you like this time that makes you refuse?”
“……”
Dearyn felt a slight movement in Sirius's chin resting on her shoulder.
In such cases, Sirius was subconsciously hating something.
Now that Dearyn was an expert in understanding Sirius, she took careful steps to get closer to him.
“Don't you like people touching your hair?”
"…no."
“So, is it just the hair color you don't like?”
“...I think so.”
“Okay, I get it. But your current hair color isn't the original color, is it?”
"…I don't know."
"Oh, right. Aren't you curious?"
Humans are usually concerned with themselves first and foremost. Even in the market, people would constantly go to fortune-tellers who would repeat the same thing just to hear a word about themselves.
But Sirius had no interest in his body as if he did not consider it his own. He seemed to be deliberately avoiding attention to himself to a surprising extent. He strongly refused even to talk about his original hair color.
“No…I don’t want it. No.”
“Okay, okay, calm down a little.”
“I don't want him...”
Dearyn anxiously tried to calm him down by patting him on the back, but Sirius continued to have his body tremble every now and then while shaking his head stubbornly.
The words "I don't want... I don't want. I can't. I don't want to" kept coming out like a moan.
“Sirius?”
"Hair color... I don't want it. If it comes back..."
Dearyn blinked as she looked at Sirius who was on her lap. She couldn't see his face because of the position, but she could clearly see his back shaking. She tried to hug him tightly with both hands to calm him down, but the trembling did not stop easily.
She should have told him to stop talking and thinking, but Sirius seemed to want to say more.
This moment was a test for Dedarin as well.
“…If he comes back, what will happen?”
At Dearyn's question, Sirius's body shook slightly. Deyarin did not miss this momentary movement.
This is the moment. If you don't listen now, you may never hear.
Dearyn pushed her spiritual power through Sirius' body as she held him tighter. Whatever comes, I will protect my child.
So, don't be afraid and tell me.
“If he comes back...”
“Yes, yes.”
“...I will die...”
“...what?”
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