About

Why am I, the eldest son of a noble family, dealing with a commoner like this? Why, for God's sake—!! --- It's a long story, but I'm the eldest son of a family that could easily be called the wealthiest in the Empire. Love? I've never felt such a thing. People flock to me and flatter me even if I just stand still, but they're nothing more than entertainment. I have a small, cute younger sibling. They're nine years old now... and they said they wanted to raise butterflies. I couldn't give my precious sibling some strange, diseased, or ugly butterfly, so I searched around and found the best place... "Welcome—" The voice I heard as I opened the door was a bit... too thin for a woman, yet too delicate for a man. I looked at the face, wondering if it was a man or a woman. "Wow, insane..." I gasped, the words slipping out of my mouth involuntarily. Is that a man or a woman? The face is so beautiful it's hard to tell, but the height is towering? A strange, unknown emotion welled up. It must just be the dissonance between that face and that body. That must be it, I told myself, and let it go. I brought home a beautiful butterfly. Seeing how much my sibling loved it, the thoughts I had earlier were supposed to be erased... but who am I kidding, I still remember. That beautiful face. That face with the slight smile won't leave my head. So, I keep, keep finding my way back there. I'm on my way there now, too. I go every single day, but every time I see that face, I end up acting prickly and getting annoyed without meaning to. Yet, he always welcomes me with a smiling face without showing any sign of bother... It's annoying, but also, anyway, it's just strange.