Sungjin, who had been going through paperwork until late, stretched and turned his head. At some point the day had already faded, and a red sunset lay spread beyond the window.
Dasha, whom he had expected to wake up quickly, was still fast asleep. The aftereffects really must have been quite severe.
‘Looks like leaving today is out of the question.’
So, while roughly wrapping up the paperwork, Sungjin gave instructions to No. 21, who seemed oddly restless.
“Father is away right now anyway, so let’s stay in Terre for one more day. Make sure everything is ready so we can leave for Regina first thing tomorrow morning.”
No. 21 looked at Sungjin with a puzzled expression. Roughly interpreted, his face seemed to be saying:
—Why do we need to wait for them to wake up? Can’t we just load them carefully into the carriage and go?
Sungjin was dumbfounded.
Does this bastard dare treat Father like a piece of luggage just because this is a homunculus and not his real body?
“We’re not pressed for time, so why bother someone who’s resting peacefully? Seriously, you’re heartless. I can practically picture how you usually attended to Father without even having to see it.”
“……!”
No. 21’s face abruptly twisted with indignation. His mouth opened and closed as he tried to protest somehow.
But then his expression turned grave and he shut his mouth, because the outrageous things he had done in…