Bebe leapt off the couch and ran out of the parlor.

There was no bird to catch in the first place

She stretched out her arms in a futile attempt to catch him, but he had reverted back to his fluffy form and was waddling out of the parlor.

‘No! I’m not asking you to leave! Don’t leave us alone!’

I stared with trembling pupils at the deserted seat beside me for a moment, then looked ahead.

I needed to take a deep breath.

Thankfully, Kahen’s face calmed down.

I cleared my throat, realizing I’d tensed up unnecessarily.

The sound made him flinch hard.

Kahen’s knee hit the table, causing his glass to spill and roll across it.

“Ah.”

I blinked at the suddenness of the situation.

“My apologies. Lady Bessia.”

He apologized sheepishly.

“It’s okay! …Wait a minute, you got burned!”

I was taken aback by his apology.

No, he was burned!

Hot coffee had spilled all over him.

Luckily, it was only on his arm, but the already reddened skin looked sore.

“It doesn’t hurt… You don’t have to look so worried.”

He saw the look on my face.

I was dying to ask.

If you don’t want me to look at you like that, don’t get hurt.

I chewed my lip.

“… This person or that person.”

Does everyone who lives here have a label that says they’re fine, that they’re not sick?

Ventian, Kahen, the kid, they all said they were fine every day.

Even with wounds that must have hurt, they laughed as if they were fine.

“There’s no way you’re okay.”

I sighed softly and put my hand on his arm, just as I had done with Ventian.

“Lady Bessia. Too close…”

He flinched as my hand touched his burns.

Of course it hurts to touch the wound, but I can’t help it.

I have to touch it so I can heal it.

I don’t know if it was God or the reincarnation truck who sent me here, but either way, they gave me both pain and joy.

I guess that’s how fair God is.

My touch healed his wound.

The reddened skin subsided.

I smiled softly as I watched Kahen’s arm gradually regain its true color.

It pained me to see people hurt, but I was glad that my powers could put them out of their misery.

“…My lady.”

He called me in a low voice.

“You didn’t use this power for anyone else, did you?”

He grabbed my hand.

His face grew harsh. He was getting angry.

Like I’d seen at Viscount Rugise ball.

I hadn’t asked for a thank you, but I hadn’t asked for this attitude either.

“Not exactly… Four people, including the young master?”

I replied, pushing down the rebelliousness that was creeping up.

He raised one eyebrow.

It’s like trying to figure out whether my words are true or false.

I’m not usually good at hiding facial expressions.

But for him to give me such a blatant look of suspicion was because I’d turned my head away from Kahen altogether.

But I didn’t lie.

I’m not a doctor, I don’t see many patients. I hardly ever interacted with people in the first place.

At my answer, Kahen sighed heavily.

With the expression you see when a child just put on the shore has an accident.

‘It’s unfair!’

We’ve got magic, we’ve got auras, we’ve got dragons, and we’ve got this stupid healing ability!

What’s the big deal?

“Why?”

Expectation creeped up on me.

I honestly had no idea.

Possession? Reincarnation? All good.

But there was nothing to do.

Right now, I’m busy watching the original story, but I could use a little something to do.

After years of hanging out in the mansion, I was bored.

It’s been a little less free these days with Bebe, but soon the nasty dragon will take him away.

Kahen’s face trembled at the glittering gaze.

His mouth twitched, but he didn’t speak.

After a long pause, he spoke.

“Because if the… Doctors’ Association scouts you, you’ll have less time to help me.”

“Oh. So that’s it…”

There was a doctor’s association.

I got my hopes up in vain.

I was truly a rolling stone in their world of powers.

Still, I tried to be a useful stone.

“Even if I really did, I’m still going to help the young master, right?”

I said bluntly.

He paused for a moment, then smiled coyly.

“Yes.”

Why is he so handsome all of a sudden?

I flinch and shuddered as he did.

But when he leaned in close to me with a smile on his face, even if his appearance isn’t my type, I couldn’t help but blush.

Yes, this is force majeure.

“Why?”

He laughs ferociously.

That was it. It sounded like he was laughing at me, but the mood was strangely…

I kept moving backwards, heading for the corner of the couch.

Kahen followed me like he wasn’t going to stop.

Without realizing it, I lifted my finger and pressed it firmly to his forehead.

This created the right distance.

Ah, life.

I saw myself in his blue eyes.

For some reason, I felt like I owed him an answer.

I slowly averted my gaze and opened my mouth.

“Well, that’s because the young master is more important.”

To be exact, it’s a viewing of the original work!

But not knowing that, Kahen laughed beautifully.

Oh, really.

The original male and female leads laugh so beautifully in pairs.

This sight would be perfect with a floral backdrop.

‘I hope I didn’t blush.’

It’s really a force majeure.

‘I don’t like him as a person, I just like his face!’

As a fan!

This face is too harmful to my mental health.

When I tried to look away, the face drew closer, and I reached out in a panic.

I could feel his lips on my palm.

I blurted out, trying to hide my blush at the unfamiliar touch.

I have to say something, or I’ll suffocate if this atmosphere continues.

“So, what brings you here, little Duke?”

“…”

I’m suddenly speechless.

I say it to break the ice, but it only makes it more awkward.

Kahen closed his mouth, looking as if he had a lump in his throat.

“…I suddenly remembered…”

His voice sounded like he’d been thinking about it for a while.

But he couldn’t continue immediately.

“I was riding my horse with no destination and ended up here.”

“A horse?”

I thought you said you couldn’t ride.

Caught off guard, Kahen replied with an unreadable expression.

“I can’t embarrass Lady Bessia twice, so I practiced.”

…How many times had he practiced, that he could ride a horse so far by himself.

After all, he has the male lead buff, so his efforts must have helped.

I took a sip of my tea and grinned.

“I think the young master is great.”

He was at the ball until last night, and he’s still acting like he’s fine.

Well, except for me, whose head had been doused in cold water by Hert’s appearance this morning.

I danced with Kahen at the ball last night, and…

‘Uh, I seem to remember something…’

I stopped, smiling.

Of course not.

For some reason, a cold sweat broke out on my back at the flashback.

Kahen drank his tea in silence for a while.

We had no further conversation.

I gritted my teeth and replayed last night’s events in my mind, and he watched me.

After a few cups of tea, Kahen went back.

Stopping me from seeing him off, he ran into Bebe in front of the drawing room.

“Your hand.”

“Huh?”

From his pocket came a handful of candies.

Bebe’s eyes sparkled and he cupped his hands together and stretched them out.

He must have been mesmerized by the sweetness of his first taste.

Kahen placed the candies in his palm and leaned over to whisper something to him.

Bebe nodded vigorously and ran back to me with a big smile on his face.

His childlike form had returned to that of a small, fluffy animal.

He ran up to me with a mouthful of candy, spit it out on my lap, and began chewing on it one by one.

I didn’t think much of it when it was in the form of a child, but I wondered, Is it okay for an animal… to eat candy?

I patted Bebe’s belly as he curled up on my lap.

Bebe squirmed in delight.

“I’ll protect Bessie!”

He said, accompanied by an animal cry, ‘Kkiang, kkang.’

It was a fitting sound for a fluffy creature.

Bebe chewed on the candy Kahen had given him happily.

The sound was comforting.

‘It’s good that Bebe and Kahen are getting along, but how so quickly and easily?’

‘It’s a little unfair?’

Knowing how Kahen treated everyone but Bella in the original, I couldn’t get close to him.

Of course, we had to maintain a business relationship, but still, it’s nice to be close.

But in the original, yeah, he definitely treated people that way.

He drew an invisible line, and if anyone was stupid enough to cross it, he killed them.

But apparently that doesn’t include little dragons.