Hero, Go To School! - Chapter 22

The servants swiftly opened the doors on either side. It was as if they had been expectantly waiting.

“Lillian. I feel bad calling you so early in the morning,”

“But you don’t have to force yourself to eat just because we’re here.”

The Duke and Duchess’s gentle voices echoed in my ears. But the owners of those voices were not in front of me. At the head of the long table sat Ian, not the Duke and Duchess.

I stopped for a moment at the sight. Turning my head to follow the sound of the voices—.

“…Why are you sitting there?”

The Duke and Duchess were seated together at a small side table, their shoulders touching.

“It’s a spot where the sun shines well, so we often have our meals here,”

they said.

It’s quite shady though. It looks like mold might grow.

Josefina turned to Helith, elegantly smiling as she asked,

“Right, my dear?”

Helith nodded gently with a soft smile.

“Exactly. We often sit here.”

I eyed them suspiciously, and Josefina added with a kind expression.

The heads of the Zenor family, who are said to be capable of making birds fall from the sky, don’t sit at the main table but instead choose to dine at a small side table? That doesn’t make sense.

I stared intently at the servant who was serving the meal. As our gazes met, he flinched in surprise and quickly looked away. As expected, it was a lie.

“Don’t mind us, just relax and have your meal.”

That’s not an easy request. I don’t want to eat alone like a sociopath while the master and his wife are stuck in a musty corner.

However, Ian, who likely brought this situation to this point, showed no interest in the Duke and Duchess, who had been pushed from the head of the table.

That immoral hero, still in his primal state, is keeping watch while naked. The tendons on his fist, placed confidently on the table, were bulging intensely. Seeing him solemnly staring, completely naked, it was clear he was not your ordinary person.

“Ian, what are you doing?”

I sat beside him and whispered urgently. Ian didn’t glance at me and continued to cast sharp, hostile glares around him.

“You don’t need to know.”

His tone was irritated, and it pierced my ears. I couldn’t believe it. Was he still holding a grudge over the last time when I pinched his n****e?

As the servant approached to set the table, Ian quickly stretched out his arm, causing a gust of wind. I was momentarily startled by his long arm crossing in front of my chest. What the hell is he doing?

“Don’t do anything foolish.”

Ian warned the servant who had brought the water. The servant, unsure whether to pour or withdraw, just stood awkwardly.

“Don’t do anything foolish yourself.”

I swatted his arm away and directly took the water pitcher from the servant. Then, Ian swiftly snatched the pitcher from my hand and threw it with force out the window.

The sound of the water pitcher shattering outside the window echoed as it collided with something. I stared at him, dumbfounded. Yet, he still wore a steadfast expression. There wasn’t even a hint of shame or doubt on his face about his actions.

‘Is he insane?’

I muttered to myself and gave the servant an awkward smile. Reading my signal, the servant let out a sigh of relief, bowed his head, and hurriedly retreated.

Watching the servant’s retreating figure, I clenched my teeth and, in the lowest voice I could muster, asked,

“Can’t you just act like a normal person for once?”

Ian glanced at me, and with a tone more serious than usual, he spoke,

“The most vulnerable place for assassination is the dining room. The food served by unverified people should be approached with caution. I will thoroughly check for any suspicious individuals, so don’t worry about it.”

“You’ve lost your mind. You’re the most suspicious one. Why did you put the Duke and Duchess in that corner?”

“I can’t dine with untrustworthy people.”

“You do realize that those people are your parents, right?”

“Among the perpetrators of child abuse, parents make up the largest percentage, and it’s also parents who sell their children into slavery. Do you believe parents are flawless? You’re still too naive.”