Chapter 106
Chapter 106: The Girls' Little Thoughts
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"Ah, waffles!" Sarah unceremoniously took one out from the kraft paper, held it in her hand and took a bite. "...So sweet! And they're still warm, where did you buy these?"
Seeing how much she was enjoying it, I squinted my eyes and smiled softly.
"The street, on the left side of the academy." Then I shifted my gaze to the other two, extending the kraft paper in my hand. "You should eat too, they're really good."
"Thank you..." The girl named Daisy picked up a waffle somewhat bashfully, covering her mouth with her left hand and taking dainty little bites in a refined manner.
"Sophia..."
"Thanks, but I'll pass. It's too late, and I don't dare eat something this sweet, I'm afraid of getting fat," Sophia said.
Afraid of getting fat... that is indeed a problem.
Hearing Sophia's words, I couldn't help but reach my other hand toward my lower abdomen and feel it. The flat, firm sensation came through my palm, and even through my skirt I could feel the delicate smoothness of my skin. Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief in my heart, I seem to be the type that doesn't gain weight, thank goodness.
Otherwise I'd suffer to no end.
"Just this once, it's fine."
I said to Sophia with a smile, but her attitude was very firm.
"No way, self-discipline is the secret to a woman maintaining her beauty~"
At that moment, I saw Sarah, who had been eating quite quickly, slow down the movement of her mouth.
She wiped away the crumbs stuck to the corner of her mouth, glanced at the small half of the waffle still clutched in her hand, turned to look at Sophia's slender waist, then pinched her own little belly... her expression immediately fell. When she looked at that half waffle again, it became very difficult to take another bite.
After hesitating for a moment, Sarah looked over at Daisy, who was sitting in a chair nearby eating slowly and carefully. Seeing that although she ate very slowly, she hadn't stopped for a moment, Sarah became somewhat puzzled.
"Daisy, you... don't you care about getting fat?"
"Hmm..." Daisy looked up at the question, her smile very reserved. "It's alright. Peylo bought these especially for us after all, and besides, I'm the type who doesn't gain weight no matter what I eat."
"...That must be nice." Sarah sighed a bit, then as if venting, stuffed the remaining half waffle into her mouth in two or three bites, saying unclearly: "Jush dish onsh, no more afther dish."
"Swallow what's in your mouth before speaking." Sophia said irritably as she walked toward the bed. She gently pressed the wooden bed board with her hand, then knocked on the bed frame, frowning with clear dissatisfaction. "...Such poor quality, it can't compare at all to my Marcellus carved wood bed... Really, even though this is the Royal Academy, couldn't they use slightly more expensive wood? I feel like I'm going to have insomnia tonight."
After saying that, she shifted her gaze upward to the bed I had already made, running her hand back and forth over the down comforter.
"So many layers... you're the clever one. Wow, this texture... goose down... you bought this at Morswell Street's silk shop, right?"
"Mmm..."
I stared at the last waffle in the kraft paper, probably no one else is going to eat it, right?
Should I ask them again if anyone wants it... but the waffle smells so good... forget it, I won't ask, I'll just eat it.
Just then I saw Sarah swallow what was in her mouth, and then... she frowned and looked over at me!
I hurriedly took a bite.
"Everything there is so expensive... Peylo, does that mean your family is very wealthy?" Sarah asked.
Hmm? What is she asking about? I've already taken a bite of the waffle.
"Please, Miss Sarah, what kind of stupid question is that? Her surname is Wintermoon, didn't you hear earlier... Daisy, I'll sleep in the lower bunk under Peylo, you and Sarah sleep over there, is that okay?" Sophia said.
Daisy, who was wiping her mouth with a handkerchief, quickly said upon hearing Sophia's question: "Yes, that's fine."
"Wintermoon... I know it's a noble family of the empire, but I'm not really clear on the specifics."
Hearing Sarah's words, Sophia's hand movements paused, and when she looked back at her, that gaze was as if looking at a fool.
"How... how did you grow up to be this big? What have you been doing all these years?"
"Practicing swordsmanship!" Sarah said unhappily, raising her fist and baring her teeth at her. "I'm going to become a knight in the future, my dad is a really amazing knight!"
"How amazing? Like the Pontifical Knight?"
"...That's impossible... but he's just really amazing, and my swordsmanship is really good too!"
"So good that you haven't even heard of Wintermoon?"
"I have heard of it! I already said I know it's a noble family..."
"Honestly, there aren't many people as simple as you."
"...Are you looking down on my swordsmanship?"
"What does this have to do with swordsmanship?"
"Then what do you mean!"
Sophia shook her head helplessly and stopped paying attention to her, bending down to start making her own bed. Sarah then turned her gaze toward me.
"Peylo, is your family really amazing? Are you one of those great noble families?"
"Hmm... how should I put it..."
This question put me in a difficult position.
Speaking the truth like "I'm royalty" or "My father is Grand Duke Scalliger" was somewhat hard to say out loud. I always felt it was like those people from my previous life who made headlines for such things, radiating foolishness from inside out. But if I told a lie like "Actually not amazing at all," it would seem very insincere... Just as I was torn, Daisy, who had finally finished wiping her mouth, spoke up.
"Sarah, Wintermoon is the royal family of the Empire."
Sarah nodded.
"Oh, the royal family."
After a moment, as if just now processing it, her beautiful eyes widened as she looked at me with an utterly dumbfounded expression: "What did you say? The royal family!?"
She suddenly became somewhat at a loss, gesturing with both hands in front of her chest for a long while, yet like a child who had just learned to walk, not knowing where to put them: "The royal family means... Peylo, you... you're a princess? My goodness, I'm actually in the same dormitory as the Empire's princess..."
"Not quite." Before I could open my mouth to deny it, Sophia said calmly, "I've met both of the Empire's princesses, and they're much older than her... They're your older sisters, right?"
The latter part was directed at me, but I'd never met the princesses Sophia was talking about... Are they Edward's older sisters? No, they should be younger sisters, right... I don't know.
It has nothing to do with me anyway.
"I only have two older brothers."
The words I spoke so plainly left Sophia dumbfounded.
"No way? You're a Wintermoon, and you don't even know about the two princesses?"
"I don't know."
Taking the last bite of the waffle and tossing the kraft paper in my hand into the trash bin in the corner, I tilted my head and asked Sophia back: "Why should I know about them?"
Sophia rubbed her forehead.
"They should be your older sisters... forget it, the Wintermoon family has too many branch families, it's quite normal not to have met them... I heard the Empire's royal family seems to be having some problems now, is your family alright?"