Nathan was equally as speechless. It was all over for the young master, and it was going to be all over for him too…!
As for Zayne, he quickly walked over to the boy before asking, “Any particularly uncomfortable parts…? Let Uncle check your temperature.”
Xavia herself—who had heard Maison’s voice—quickly ran over to his side while adding, “Maison! How are you? Is everything alright…?”
Their concern, of course, left Maison confused. After a bit, he was prompted to reply, “I’m… fine? I was just sleeping…”
“…Are you sure? But your daddy told me that you were sick…” said Xavia who was now as confused as Zayne was.
Upon hearing that, Maison replied, “…But… I was never sick…? Also, why are you glaring at me like that, Daddy…?”
Realizing that Zivon was behind them, Xavia and Zayne then turned to face him… and when they saw how cold he looked, they finally piece the puzzle together! Maison hadn’t been sick at all! It was all a lie!
This realization turned the atmosphere unbearably quiet and awkward for a while…
Eventually, however, Zayne realized that all this was partly his fault. He really should’ve just left when Nathan tried to drag him away earlier…! Hoping to smooth things over, Zayne was prompted to say, “…U-um… You… seem to have made quite a few dishes, Miss Lockhart! Why don’t we sit around the table to eat and chat…?”
Chat…?! Read the mood for god’s sake, Young Master Xenos…! Can’t you see that Miss Lockhart is about to blow…?!
Sensing that hatred, Xavia couldn’t help but momentarily tense up. After a while, however, she patted the boy before comforting in a soft voice, “Maison, you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover… I, for one, judge a person through my heart, and I can safely say that your Brother Keith is a kind person… I’m truly happy to be able to be with him…”
Upon hearing that, Maison quickly shook his head while exclaiming, “It’s the same for my daddy as well! Though he looks cold on the outside, he’s actually really affectionate! So why don’t you see Daddy the same way?”
Xavia couldn’t help but cough awkwardly when she heard that embarrassing question. What was the child even thinking?!
Zivon himself was momentarily speechless. This boy…! He didn’t need this child to advocate whether he was truly kind or not! How embarrassing! With that in mind, Zivon commanded, “…Return to your room.”
‘…But I’m helping you, Daddy…!’ Maison thought to himself…
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