The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 21

Chesha looked at Kieren with a slightly bewildered expression.

*Ah,* he made a small sound and rummaged through his pockets.

“Chesha, my cute Chesha. Want a cookie?”

After a leisurely search, he pulled out something small.

“You like this, right?”

It was a cookie that he seemed to have impulsively bought from a bakery.

The cookie, wrapped in pretty packaging, had a broken corner.

Kieren, handing the cookie to Chesha, wore a very proud expression.

Thanks to that, Chesha could be sure.

*He’s drunk.*

Come to think of it, he had smelled of alcohol since Count Rudin’s mansion.

*But he didn’t seem drunk at all in front of Count Rudin.*

He just seemed a little more languid than usual, but Kieren acted clearly.

He sneered and manipulated Count Rudin’s mind, even making him put a rope around his own neck.

It was such a cruel method that even Chesha, who had seen all sorts of brutal scenes in the underworld, was impressed.

Thanks to handling it as a suicide without shedding a drop of blood, Kieren wouldn’t be suspected as the culprit.

*I was just going to feed him to the man-eating flower at best.*

Thanks to that, it was handled neatly.

Anyway, he didn’t seem drunk at all in the process.

He was on edge, but he may have loosened up when he arrived home, which he considered a safe place.

*I don’t think he’s weak to alcohol.*

What was he doing before killing Count Rudin?

It must be related to the reason why he goes out every night recently.

Chesha made various guesses and rustled the cookie wrapper.

The cookie wrapper looked small in Kieren’s hand, but it looked a little bigger in Chesha’s hand.

He gave Kieren a belated answer.

“Chesha wuvs cookies.”

“Right? Daddy brought it because he thought of Chesha.”

Kieren, chuckling, looked happy.

Chesha remembered what Kieren had said to Count Rudin.

“I have a young daughter waiting for me at home.”

He didn’t expect him to mention her as his daughter and take care of her even when she wasn’t around.

He even brought her a cookie while drunk.

The man who was a terrible executioner to Count Rudin was just acting soft in front of Chesha.

Chesha felt strange again at his attitude.

It was similar to what he felt when he came out after comforting Belzeon in the study.

It was a ticklish feeling inside his heart.

“I’m glad Chesha likes it.”

Kieren, with a loose smile, sighed with the smell of alcohol.

“Ah, I’m tired…….”

He said he had too much work today, acting like a father who had worked until dawn.

*Well…. He did work.*

Killing people was definitely tiring.

Honestly, he didn’t expect Kieren to come to kill Count Rudin himself.

He thought he was so engrossed in reviving his dead wife that he hardly paid attention to the affairs of the Basilian County.

*I guess he secretly takes care of things while pretending not to.*

It seemed plausible that he had rushed over as soon as the children were insulted and cut off Count Rudin’s life.

*Anyway, he worked hard.*

Chesha patted his arm.

“Gwo to sweep.”

“Okay, let’s sleep.”

Kieren yawned and put Chesha on the bed.

Then he slowly changed into his nightgown.

Meanwhile, Chesha carefully placed the gifted cookie next to his pillow.

It would be nice to eat it with the twins during tea time after breakfast tomorrow.

Soon Kieren came into bed.

He lay down on the bed and picked up Chesha, placing him on his chest.

Chesha was placed on Kieren like a small loaf of bread.

Kieren smiled, slightly raising the corners of his lips, as if the flat appearance was funny.

He was tired, but he didn’t seem to want to sleep right away, and he played with Chesha’s hair with his fingers.

Then he gently touched his eyelashes.

He squinted his eyes because it was ticklish, and he smiled faintly.

“To dare insult Basilian. I killed him too easily.”

It was an unexpected remark, but Chesha could easily tell that it was referring to Count Rudin.

After chuckling, Kieren suddenly took a deep breath.

“Daddy is a bit weird today…. I’m sorry. I should have drunk moderately. I got drunk when I came home.”

Chesha looked at him.

A dark bedroom, a space where only a subtle moonlight dimly illuminates each other.

Red eyes that are clearly visible in the darkness of dawn where everything is unclear.

The blood-red eyes, a characteristic of the Basilian family.

The intimidating red eyes often prevented people from making eye contact carelessly.

It was the eyes that looked best when they were shining with arrogant malice.

But Chesha saw a boy with the same eyes crying.

It was a boy who had endured everything steadfastly.

The boy, who was always cold, collapsed at a piece of comfort given by a baby who knew nothing.

The boy’s red eyes, holding a lily of the valley and crying….

Would it be too much of a delusion if it looked similar to the eyes in front of Chesha now?

Strangely, he suddenly felt like he wanted to cry too.

Kieren, who had been looking at Chesha for a while, opened his mouth.

“Chesha.”

Thin lips moved slowly.

“Chesha Basilian.”

It was a call to Chesha and to himself, as if reminding himself.

He smiled and buried his lips on Chesha’s forehead.

The movement of pressing down and lifting it was reverent, uncharacteristically.

Kieren let out a self-deprecating laugh.

“What should I do? I keep thinking about it when I see Chesha. So it’s hard, so it’s good…….”

He paused for a moment.

It was an attempt to control the rising emotions, but it was not very successful.

The lips, loosened by alcohol, spat out a lonely murmur.

“I miss you…….”

Chesha unknowingly stopped breathing at the glimpse of his deep inner thoughts.

It was when he was frozen, forgetting to breathe.

Kieren closed his eyes.

The closed eyelids did not open again.

He fell asleep.

As soon as Chesha saw the deeply asleep man, he let out a breath he had been holding in.

*You scared me.*

The suspicious man had not yet given Chesha complete trust.

Nevertheless, at this moment.

He must have been so tormented that he couldn’t bear it without revealing his inner feelings to Chesha and relying on him.

There was no need to guess who he said he missed.

It was the dead Countess.

There was no trace of the dead Countess left in the Basilian County.

Not only were there no portraits or relics, but the employees did not say a word about the dead Countess.

It was treated as if it were a taboo.

The three brothers rarely talked about their mother, and Kieren was the same.

But only to Chesha.

He occasionally mentioned the Countess.

*Like that time under the flower tree in the Imperial Palace.*

Chesha pouted.

*How much do we look alike?*

But well, it didn’t feel bad or anything like that at all.

When he called me Chesha Basilian, it was something like…….

*I feel like I’ve really become a family member.*

Chesha shook his head inwardly at the thought that came to his mind.

He seemed to be forgetting that he was a temporary worker because he had been hanging out with the Basilians so much lately.

Chesha pinched his cheek with his finger.

When he stretched it out and let it go, unnecessary thoughts disappeared.

Chesha carefully got up after confirming that Kieren was completely asleep.

And he quietly went down under the bed.

He was sure that he would not wake up tonight.

Chesha gently raised his strength.

Flowers and butterflies wrapped around his body, and he moved to Kieren’s study.

He knew exactly what was where because he frequented the place.

*I’ve already searched the desk.*

In the Serpent’s Castle, and in the townhouse.

He had already looked at all the plausible places.

Chesha stared at the bookshelf with a serious expression.

He had been suspicious because Kieren seemed to stay in the study for a long time, but he had no chance to look into it.

Because it was a time-consuming task.

He put his hands together and spread them out to the side.

Hundreds of butterflies were created at once and fluttered around the office.

Several butterflies clung to each of the books on the bookshelf.

And they began to examine the hundreds of books by flipping through the pages at the same time.

After waiting, a butterfly brought Chesha a book.

Several pieces of paper were inserted into the leather-bound book.

Chesha threw the book on the floor and grabbed the paper and read it.

“…!”

And his eyes widened.

The contents written on the paper.

*It’s about me?!*

It was a report on the Enchantress Richessia.