Despite Being an Extra, I'm the Villain's Childhood Friend - Chapter 44.1
Chapter 44.1
Actually, for Izeline, who was being watched by Duke Brioche and Viscount Karif, it was a very possible thing. The problem was that she didn’t want it.
So, she pretended not to know.
“I can’t be the exception.”
“Why do you think so?”
Michael’s eyes slid down the curve of her dress. His gaze, which had reached her ankles, rose again to meet her eyes.
“You deserve it.”
“….”
Izeline stared blankly at him before she hid her legs and pulled her foot out of his gaze. His hazel eyes wavered with doubt.
She uttered with determination.
“I like Souvri.”
“….”
“I don’t care about debutante.”
“….”
A strange atmosphere flowed. Robert, who had been huddled in the corner with his back turned, hurriedly readjusted his mana and turned around as the conversation took an unexpected turn.
And the moment he was about to tell Michael not to talk nonsense—
“Is it because of Robert?”
—Michael was one step ahead.
Robert stopped in his tracks. His gaze automatically turned to Izeline.
A proposal to give her access to aristocratic society. Normally, it would be normal for a commoner to welcome it with open arms.
Feeling the gazes of the two boys, Izeline opened her mouth.
“I can’t say no. Still, apart from that, I like this place as well.”
“….”
Michael was speechless for a moment.
Seeing him remain silent with a complicated face, she decided to bring up the worries that had been on her mind all along.
“Did you have a good time in Ernon?”
“Huh? That’s…”
“I have a favor to ask, Michael.”
At her words, his hazel eyes turned questioning. Robert also perked up his ears.
“Don’t tell anyone you meet about Robert and me in the future.”
At that request, both Michael and Robert raised question marks above their heads. It wasn’t pleasant to be the subject of social gossip, yet there was no need to keep it a secret.
“Robert is the only successor to the Armanty Duchy, after all.”
“What do you mean by ‘after all’?”
Robert, caught off guard, frowned. However, Izeline continued as if she didn’t hear him.
“My relationship with Robert is interesting enough to be the talk of the town.”
“So, what if it is?”
Michael, who enjoyed being in the spotlight, responded as if it was no big deal at all.
Of course, it was true that she didn’t mind a little gossip. There were more than a few rumors about her in the social world. The important thing was not to get involved with Arsen and Livny. Regardless, since she couldn’t tell the truth directly, she had to beat around the bush.
“I don’t like rumors.”
“….”
“I don’t like the aristocracy either.”
“….”
Michael shook his gaze this way and that as if he was embarrassed.
Judging from the fact that he had brought up the subject of debutante to her earlier, it was clear that he had pictured a future where he would go to the capital with Izeline.
That was why she had to make it clear.
“Please, Michael.”
But he didn’t answer that he understood until the end.
“Come on, Izel…”
Instead, he took something out of his inner pocket. Michael hesitantly held it out, glancing at her reaction.
“There’s one more present.”
“What is this?”
She tilted her head, looking at the object placed in her palm. An intricate pattern was engraved in gold on a wide, round black obsidian that held a brilliant glow. It was an object whose purpose and meaning she couldn’t understand.
“What are you thinking?”
But Robert seemed to know. He crumpled his impression as much as possible and approached Michael in one go.
Izelin’s eyes wavered as he reacted so blatantly.
What on earth was this stone…
“How dare you make fun of me like that?”
Robert’s voice was laced with genuine anger, but Michael retorted with a sense of injustice.
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