[5]
I had a dream last night. It was a dream where I was wearing a uniform like any other kid and attending school with my butlers. We ate lunch together, played games during recess, and even fell asleep on my desk. It was a truly sweet dream.
"wake up."
Hey. It's break time. Let's get some sleep.
"I have to get up."
I woke up, still half-asleep, whimpering. I rubbed my eyes, my vision blurry, to confirm the identity of the voice.
"You have to get up early in the morning, you sleepy girl."
"Myungsoo oppa?"
Before my eyes, the pure white and handsome face of Myeongsu Oppa was welcoming me.
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"What's going on all of a sudden without any notice?"
After changing my clothes and coming down to the first floor, I asked a question to Myeongsu oppa, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking tea. Myeongsu oppa looked back at me.
"I said I was coming to see my younger brother, but do I really have to tell him that?"
"No, that's not it. If I had known you were coming, I would have prepared and waited."
"What do we need to prepare between you two? Our princess just needs to stay home and be quiet."
As I sat down next to Myungsoo oppa, Jeongguk, who happened to be bringing me tea in the living room, looked at Myungsoo's affectionate appearance with unfamiliar eyes and placed the tea in front of me.
"I prepared it with green tea, which is your favorite."
"Thank you, Jungkook."
Instead of answering me, Jeongguk smiled.
"Our heroine has a cold body, so I don't think she should drink green tea."
Myungsoo, who had been watching the friendly Jeongguk and me with an unreadable face, tackled Jeongguk.
"I usually serve you tea that warms your body, so I wanted to serve you green tea, which you like, at least once, so I prepared it."
"So, will it work?"
There was a war of nerves between Myeongsu and Jeongguk, and I felt uneasy for some reason, so I didn't even think about letting the green tea cool and just put it to my mouth.
"Oh, it's hot!"
"Miss, are you okay? How can you drink hot tea so quickly?"
Jungkook immediately pours cold water into the kettle in the living room and hands it to me. I can see worry in his gaze as he looks at me.
"I can live a little now."
"Are you sure you're okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
Myungsoo oppa looked like he was going to take me to the hospital right away, but I tried to calm him down, telling him it was nothing serious. Myungsoo oppa still seemed worried about me. He's my older brother, but he's such a doting brother. Of course, he's not my real brother.
"My lady, my lord. The meal is ready. Come and eat."
"Let's go eat."
"huh!"
At Seokjin's word that the meal was ready, Myungsoo oppa led me to the table. It was rare for me to have a meal with the butlers and my oppa. Normally, the butlers would eat after Myungsoo oppa and I, but today, at Myungsoo oppa's special instruction, we were eating with them. The table, which had always felt large, seemed crowded today. Taehyung and Jimin ate without much thought, but the other butlers seemed uncomfortable eating together.
"I came here today to confirm."
"What are you checking?"
In response to Namjoon's question, Myeongsu puts down the dishes he was holding, picks up his wine glass, and shakes it slightly as he continues speaking.
"To make sure my only sister is growing up in the right environment."
"Environment? Even if you say environment, it's only this house."
At Jimin's bewildered reaction, Myeongsu looks at him with a sharp gaze. Jimin flinches at Myeongsu's piercing gaze.
"Yes. That's exactly it. The environment in this house. To make sure it's not harmful, I plan to spend a night or two here today. It's a very casual atmosphere here."
"Are you with me, Young Master?"
Jeongguk looked unhappy about Myeongsu's one-night stand.
"Is the man feeling another one?"
Yoongi seemed to be dissatisfied for a different reason than Jeongguk.
"Since the young master is here, how about having a wine party, which is what the young master likes?"
"Wine. Yes. This wine!"
At the word "wine," Myungsoo-oppa looked at Yoongi with eyes burning with anger, as if he was reminded of a past incident. It seemed like our Yoongi had given Myungsoo-oppa quite a shock.
"I'm fine."
Yoon-gi simply answered because he liked wine, but he couldn't avoid Myeong-su's sharp glare.
"Then, I will take care of you and the young lady as usual so that you can experience the young lady's daily life."
Only after Seokjin's clear answer does Myeongsu nod with a satisfied expression.
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"Miss, it's time to get your hair done."
After dinner, while I was having a sweet dessert time, Taehyung and Jungkook took my long hair and divided it in half and started combing it with a fine comb.
"Miss, have you rinsed your hair?"
"I forgot."
"You can't keep missing it. You'll get a headache."
"I'll wash your hair tomorrow, so just know that."
"I can do it. It's kind of uncomfortable to have someone else do it for you."
Even though he's my butler, I don't want to see him with his hair wet and ugly. Jungkook looks at me with a dejected expression, as if the words "uncomfortable" have hurt him.
"Are you uncomfortable with me, Miss?"
"No. I look ugly when my hair gets wet and I don't want to show that ugly side of me to Jungkook."
When I explained to him in a voice as if ants were crawling in my face why I was uncomfortable, Jeongguk finally seemed to understand my feelings and continued to comb my hair carefully.
"No matter what you look like, you are beautiful to me."
"..."
"So don't worry, miss."
Hearing Jungkook's gentle voice calms my heart. But I guess I should wash my hair myself.
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Meanwhile, Myungsoo, who was listening to Jungkook and I's affectionate conversation with a displeased expression, feels someone's hand touch his hair. He instinctively jumps in surprise and turns to face the owner of the hand. Before him, Yoongi and Jimin stand, smiling meaningfully.
"what are you doing?"
"Young Master, you decided to experience the young lady's daily life today. You're going to comb her hair."
"Be quiet, my lord. Before I wash your hair."
Contrary to the kind butlers' words, Myeongsu's head is gradually changing into that of Oh Dae-oh's uncle due to Jimin and Yoongi's rough hands.
"It's all done."
"Your Majesty, I have prepared an original and classic hairstyle."
Contrary to the butlers' expectations that Myeongsu would explode the moment he looked in the mirror, Myeongsu touches his face with a very satisfied expression.
"This style is also good."
Yes. Certainly, Kim Myung-soo was a handsome man with a corpse-like appearance. What could possibly go wrong with him? Yoon-ki and Jimin smiled, but they were internally gritting their teeth.
"You should brush your teeth, Miss."
"Oh, right. I almost forgot."
Jimin hands me a toothbrush with toothpaste on it. I put the toothbrush in my mouth and looked at Jimin and Taehyung.
"Don't you brush your teeth?"
"We need to clean it too."
Since I have been brushing my teeth with the butlers, Jimin and Taehyung also started brushing their teeth with the toothbrush in their mouths.
"Miss, let me show you how tough I am."
As I stare blankly at Jimin, he starts brushing his teeth so hard that it feels like his teeth are going to fly off.
"Miss, I'm tougher! Look!"
Taehyung, unwilling to be pushed around by Jimin, began brushing his teeth with even more force than Jimin, but the toothbrush missed and struck his gums. Taehyung couldn't even scream, and blood began to leak out from the corner of his mouth. Watching Taehyung with tears in his eyes, I felt a pang of pity.
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Meanwhile, Jungkook also handed Myungsoo a toothbrush with toothpaste on it. Myungsoo stared blankly at the toothbrush Jungkook offered.
"You can brush your teeth cleanly here and there, my lord."
"Do you really think I don't know that?"
"Haven't you decided to experience the young lady's daily life today, Young Master?"
As Jungkook greets Myungsoo with a bright smile, Myungsoo sighs and starts brushing his teeth.
"Please clean the top as well."
"..."
"Down there too."
"I know. I know!"
I wonder if it's an illusion that Myeongsu feels like he's being taken advantage of by Jeongguk.
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"Miss, I'll give you a foot bath."
"Foot bath? My feet are fine."
Yoongi brings lukewarm water and places it in front of me, reaching out his hand and asking me to put my feet in it. Even though I tell him it's okay, Yoongi grabs my ankles and dunks them in the lukewarm water.
"You must be careful about everything, young lady. You are a fragile being who could get sick at any time, so you must always cherish yourself."
"Thank you, Yoongi. But I'm not that weak."
“I think that way because the other person is a young lady.”
The sight of Yoongi smiling brightly at me looks especially cool today.
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Meanwhile, Taehyung also brought water for Myeongsu's foot bath.
"Your Majesty, please take a foot bath."
"What kind of desire?"
"It's a foot bath."
Myeongsu offers Taehyung his foot with a look of disapproval, but Taehyung can't stand fiddling with his foot and keeps struggling.
"stop!"
"..."
"I told you to stop?"
Myeongsu shouts for them to stop, but without anyone telling him to, Jeongguk and Hoseok grab both of Myeongsu's arms and tie them up.
"Haven't you decided to experience the young lady's daily life today?"
"Wow, wow! Save me!"
The pitiful scream of Myeongsu, with his strange expression neither smiling nor crying, filled the space.