***

[10 months later, Tan’s diary]

Leti is here.

“Hilda. Don’t you think Tan seems to be experiencing almost no emotion loss?”

Astrid asked while watching Tan, who was rushing to Leticia in the distance and licking her cheek.

“Well, Chamuka didn’t behave like that at that age.”

“The child is too much like a dog…”

Hilda couldn’t deny Astrid’s muttering.

“I wonder which is better, having no emotions or being like a dog.”

Both seem rather undesirable…

Hilda thought as she looked at Astrid with sympathy.

In the distance, Astrid’s dog-like second son was once again being thrown by her emotionless first son.

“They’re fighting again… Why are they like this, Hilda?”

Behind the brothers, fighting and rolling on the ground, a handsome blond seedling, who seemed to have become even more handsome after three months, got up.

“No. Come to think of it, fighting frequently with Tan might be a sign that Chamuka’s emotions are coming back to life.”

Astrid’s positive circuit was working hard, and Hilda loyally agreed.

“Of course, Your Grace. Just look at how Chamuka initiates fights now, how different he is from before!”

The victorious Chamuka meticulously wiped Leticia’s cheek, which Tan had licked, with a handkerchief.

Leticia, now accustomed to the brothers’ fights, no longer fidgeted anxiously but just let out a tired sigh.

***

[3 years later, Basilinte Main Castle Butler’s Handover Journal]

[Author: Hallik Lockshire]

I am writing this handover journal in the hope that I can pass it on to someone else as soon as possible.

Currently, there are 5 people being served at Basilinte’s main castle.

The Grand Duke couple, their two children, and one ‘Prince.’

Don’t be curious about the ‘Prince.’ Just serve him. Serve him well. You’ll understand why as you serve him.

First, I will describe the newly added rules for employees serving the Prince.

1. Do not assign maids around the Prince’s age nearby.

“Could the title of ‘Continent’s Most Handsome Man’ just be a dream after all?”

Hallik remained silent at Astrid’s doting words.

The once-skinny Prince had grown rapidly over the past three years.

He had grown taller, gained weight, and his expressions had become lively.

The Prince, who had shown signs of handsomeness from the beginning, fully displayed his charm the moment he transitioned from child to boy.

Even now, one could feel the fervent gazes directed at the Prince playing with the second young master in the garden.

The once barren front yard of the castle, which had only a few tufts of grass planted, now had a form worthy of being called a garden.

It meant that the flowers and grass that were planted had started not to wither.

The Prince had completed the current garden by practically living in it.

“Hahaha! Tan, you shouldn’t eat the flowers!”

A pretty blond boy wearing a convenient tunic with boots, a hat, and gloves was holding an armful of flowers.

Hallik felt a bit of a stomachache at the scene that looked like it could be from a classical masterpiece.

The Prince was truly handsome.

And when he smiled, he was even more handsome.

Moreover, he was kind and gentle.

Sometimes, when the Prince blinked and looked up at Hallik, even Hallik, who knew about the numerous accidents caused by the Prince’s beauty, would be entranced for a few seconds, unable to come to his senses.

There’s a universe in his eyes, a world, and I want to live in it.

…Hallik somewhat agreed with the words of the 57-year-old pervert gardener who had confessed this to the Prince and was subsequently dealt with by Chamuka.

The Prince, who had been bickering with Tan, seemed to sense the gazes around him and looked around, then spotted Astrid and Hallik on the balcony and smiled, his eyes crinkling.

“Mentor!”

No. Stop being so handsome.

“Ah, what should I do with this lovable one…”

Hearing Astrid’s murmur, who had melted at the Prince’s smile, Hallik almost reflexively shouted, ‘Confinement, definitely confinement!’

He thought that such a pretty boy shouldn’t be allowed to wander around outside freely.

The sound of young maids falling in first love could be heard from everywhere.

It was spring.

The season of stomachaches.

***

2. When the first young master and the Prince are together, do not speak to the Prince.

Chamuka was sleeping on the Prince’s lap on the sofa in the study.

Regardless of the content, the sight of two beautiful boys sitting together in the sunset light was like a painting.

Hallik was about to announce that dinner was ready but quietly retreated to a spot where the Prince couldn’t see him.

He didn’t know what kind of fuss Chamuka would make if he disturbed this peaceful scene.

“-. –.”

The Prince was quietly humming while turning the pages of a book.

Though his eyes were on the book, he didn’t forget about Chamuka, who was lying on his thigh, occasionally lowering his hand to stroke Chamuka’s head.

At some point, the Prince became so absorbed in the book that he forgot to stroke Chamuka’s head.

When the humming in his ears and the touch on his head disappeared, Chamuka, who had been pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes and stared up at the Prince.

After some time, the Prince’s gaze met with Chamuka’s open eyes.

“Ah, when did you wake up?”

“Just now.”

Yeah, right.

Hallik mentally refuted the first young master’s words while suppressing his presence.

The first young master had probably already noticed Hallik’s presence, but not wanting to be disturbed during his time with the Prince, he was intentionally pretending not to see him.

“Was the book interesting?”

“Yes. Foreign customs are indeed fascinating. I’d like to visit in person someday.”

“Is reading about it not enough?”

“Hmm. I think seeing it directly would be different from reading descriptions, don’t you think?”

The Prince got up, stretched, and headed between the bookshelves.

Hallik found Chamuka’s golden eyes, which followed the Prince without blinking, a bit creepy.

The Prince, who was the recipient of that gaze, acted as if nothing was unusual.

“I should take the next volume.”

“To read before bed?”

“Yes. Fortunately, since I sleep alone these days, I won’t disturb Chamuka.”

Since last year, the frequency of the Prince and Chamuka holding hands while sleeping had decreased from once every two or three days to once every ten days this year.

According to Astrid, this was a good thing, and it would decrease even further in the future, but Chamuka didn’t seem to consider it a good thing.

“Why are you going there? That’s the children’s book section.”

“Ah, I also want to pick up some books to read to Tan at night.”

“….”

And now, starting this year, Tan also got to hold hands with the Prince and sleep together about once a month.

Again, Astrid was delighted, saying it was effective, but…

Hallik’s heart skipped a beat when he saw Chamuka’s head, which had been staring intently at the bookshelf where the Prince had disappeared, slowly turn toward him.

He was afraid of the Basilintes. He wanted to submit his resignation.