Despite Being an Extra, I'm the Villain's Childhood Friend - Chapter 50.2
Chapter 50.2
The little boy’s sharp mind began to work.
If you know something, you can strategize and prepare in advance. That meant that he could protect Izeline from Duke Brioche and even Crown Prince Arsen, who had suddenly begun to show interest, without losing her.
Knock, knock.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Robert came out of his reverie and turned his head towards the door. He didn’t even answer to tell them to come in, but judging from the fact that the doorknob was turning, it was clear that it was his childhood friend who was imitating all of his bad habits.
“What are you doing?”
“Just as I thought.”
Izeline poked her head through the crack of the door, her adorable eyes blinking. At that sight, Robert felt the worries that had been filling his head just moments ago melt away like snow.
A chuckle escaped his lips without him realizing it.
‘I’m not usually this easygoing.’
It seemed that he was disarmed only in front of Izeline.
She entered and chattered away.
“It’s getting late, so I was just about to go to sleep when I came to check on you. But why is the window open in the middle of the night?”
“Huh?”
Had he been disarmed too much? Realizing his careless mistake, Robert turned around in a fluster. He quickly slammed the window shut and awkwardly raised the corners of his lips.
“C-Cold?”
“The window is going to break. Oh? Wow! It’s a pigeon!”
Flap, flap!
At that moment, the pigeon, startled by the loud noise, began to fly around the room like crazy. Izeline’s eyes sparkled at the sudden appearance of the bird.
“I’ll catch it!”
Even though she hadn’t asked him to, Robert lunged forward. However, his hand narrowly missed the pigeon.
“If I were as tall as Camry, I would have caught it right away!”
“….!”
Robert stumbled in an instant.
“Whoa!”
“Ah! Rob!”
Izeline rushed to him in surprise.
‘I have the athletic ability to run up and down a rocky mountain, so why am I suddenly like this?”
Robert, who had fallen flat on his face, glared at the pigeon with a flushed face.
“Damn it.”
Embarrassed in front of Izeline, he took his anger out on the bird. Mana began to rise faintly.
“Coo! Coo-coo-coo!”
Sensing the murderous intent, the pigeon cried out wildly and charged towards the window. Robert opened and closed the window with his mana to match the bird’s rapid flight speed.
Swish!
Click.
And then, silence.
“….”
“….”
At this point, even the most oblivious person couldn’t help but notice that something was fishy.
Izeline’s eyes narrowed.
“What is it?”
“What?”
“You just hid something.”
“No?”
“Don’t lie to me…”
Izeline, who had been scanning the room with the eyes of a hawk, discovered something and began to walk over. Her gaze fell on the note that Robert had thrown carelessly a while ago.
Robert felt his face drain of color. Inside, there was a message written in Camry’s handwriting. He didn’t know what kind of trouble he would be in if he was caught for planting that guy in the information guild on his own.
“This is nothing at all―!”
Swoosh!
In an instant, he snatched the paper that Izeline was about to grab with incredible reflexes and shut his mouth tightly. Her eyes filled with disbelief.
“You…”
“Gulp.”
The next moment, Robert’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
“Are you a goat? Why are you eating paper?”
Izeline burst into laughter, dumbfounded.
“Suspicious.”
She interrogated Robert, her eyes narrowed like a flounder. But he was still evasive.
“I told you I was writing poetry.”
“Why are you eating it then?”
“Because it’s embarrassing.”
“Then, what about the pigeon?”
“Th-that’s just something I tried doing after seeing the adults do it.”
“Sometimes a messenger flies to your father…”
“Do you send poems by messenger? What kind of war zone is this? Something doesn’t add up.”
“We-well, I read in a book that love letters were also carried by pigeons, you know.”
Cornered, he rambled on about anything that came to mind. Izeline’s eyes then widened in surprise, and she soon burst out laughing playfully.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
Robert, feeling uneasy, slowly backed away.
She slowly cornered him and drawled out her words.
“Love letter―?”
“You look really smug right now, don’t you?”
“Did my Rob get a crush on someone―?”
“What are you saying!”
He didn’t know why the conclusion had gone that way, but Robert simply revealed his flustered state of mind, though it was no use.
“So it’s a love poem, then?”
“When did I say love poem?”
“If you wrote a poem and it’s a love letter, isn’t it a love poem?”
“….”
D*mn it!
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