The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

"What have you done?

You heard Randolph cry all the way down the hall, and a worried maid calls out from across the door.

"It's okay. Leave me alone for a while."

(This is tears. Must be tears)

Some kind of liquid that drips over my head.

Feeling that feeling, he replaced Randolph, crying, to which Isaac replied.

I want to believe the snot has not dripped off because I can hear you sniffing.

Being held tight, I'm sorry I couldn't escape.

(Well, we talked about it, what do we do now...)

We still have a lot to talk about.

But I still ask too much of my mentally unstable father, and I have trouble seeing him again.

He also refrains from a major event for children, a ten-year-old ceremony.

(In the meantime, I guess it's on hold...)

"Now is not the time to listen to root digging leaves," Isaac decided.

Restore your mind in your own ten year ceremony or in the days you spend with your sister Kendra.

And because I thought we should talk after we settled down.

This is also the answer given by selfish thought.

Isaac is busy right now.

I spend a lot of time just interacting with kids my age.

If I were to be entrusted with acting as lord again this year, I would run out of time to prepare for the future.

Isaac was eager to "recover to the extent that he could be entrusted with Lord's representation".

There's nothing that Isaac can do when he's held tight and he can't move.

Now until my father stopped crying, I had to be adult.

After a while, Randolph stopped crying and let Isaac go.

Now that he was free, Isaac did his hand to the top of his head.

The nature and adhesive feel touch my hands.

"Isaac, I'm sorry for the hard work you put into this... If only I were firmer...... Sorry."

"Right. In the meantime, please apologize for causing this tragedy."

- I caused this tragedy.

That word determines Randolph's heart.

He bites his lips and nags.

That's when I realized Isaac was showing me his palm.

"What?

"What? What... This must be your father's runny nose, right?

Isaac shows his head this time.

I'm wet over my head because I was holding Isaac tight and crying.

"Is that what misery is... Wait a minute."

- We didn't kill each other as a family.

Turns out he's not being blamed for that, and Randolph is horrified for a moment.

But I quickly strained my mind.

You have to take responsibility someday.

Randolph gets heavier as he wipes Isaac's head with a handkerchief.

"I have a favor to ask of your father"

"What kind of thing?

"I'd like you to go to the Tenth Ceremony with me..."

Isaac sees his father in a chillary manner.

Looking into those eyes, Randolph is about to cry again.

"I thought I'd go. Yeah, definitely going."

Since the incident, Randolph had thought of Isaac as a "kid like Jude".

But I just thought that was a mistake.

Isaac is also an age-appropriate child.

I realized I cared about "getting along with my family".

Randolph realized that his actions were, on the contrary, "destroying his family's friendship".

"I didn't know I was making you feel the same way... I'm so sorry."

Randolph hugs Isaac again.

He also felt lonely in his relationship with his family.

"When I became a parent, I decided not to let that happen," he said.

But the result is the other way around.

It turned out to be the worst possible result of children fighting each other.

I regret my impudence.

When Randolph was about to cry out again, the door would be knocked.

"Dinner is ready. May I have it?

Until now, Randolph had eaten in his own room to avoid face-to-face contact with Isaac.

But not from now on.

"No, from now on, I'm going to eat with everyone in the dining room. You don't have to bring it anymore."

"Or, yes, I did."

The maid was surprised by the sudden change.

She won't understand what happened between lunch and dinner.

Randolph looks at Isaac.

"Let's eat together. Wash your face before you go, go ahead."

"Yes, I'll be waiting for you"

Isaac, as he was told, heads to the dining room first.

The first step in making up with Randolph.

I learned surprising facts, such as Melinda's first lover, but was satisfied that some progress had been made.

I have to thank Claude.

On his way to the dining room, Isaac was thinking about that.

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The dining room was full of family and elves.

Claude talks to Isaac.

"How'd it go?

"Thanks to you, we could talk. Thank you."

"I take care of the Marquis Wellrod family, and above all, I just spoke with personal emotion. Never mind."

Claude says so, but from Isaac's point of view, he made a good point of talking to Randolph.

I am deeply grateful for that.

(Try to stay thankful when something happens)

Now Claude is telling me "never mind".

Instead of thanking him immediately, Isaac thought to thank him in anticipation of when he settled down.

"Eh, something. Is something wrong?

Bridget, who doesn't know that Isaac is going to see Randolph, asks what happened.

"Even the same ambassador isn't like Claude...... Do you want me to take your place?

Seeing that look, one of the elves said in a sigh.

I'm sure you're anxious to leave it to the young Bridget, but the color of the tease is stronger.

But I didn't mind Bridget being told.

If you are no longer an ambassador, you must live comfortably and farewell.

I wanted to avoid that.

"Oh, that's not true. Hey, Isaac, tell him."

"What, me!?

Isaac gets confused when he talks to himself.

(I want to say "change" or something here...... But you cooperated with Tiffany...)

Choose the fun of the occasion or the benevolence.

It was a scattered, lost Isaac, but this place chose benevolence.

"Right. I think Mr. Bridget would be better off."

"You see. I also serve as an ambassador."

While it is unclear where to go and what is useful as an ambassador in the current conversation, Bridget answered with a strained chest.

"So, what were you talking about?

"Your father will dine with you."

The Marquis Welrod family marvels at Isaac's words.

I've been avoiding Isaac.

Yet all of a sudden they say they surround the table together.

This surprised Bridget a little too.

What we don't know is the elves who came to take a break.

They seem strange.

"Why are you surprised when we're just having dinner together?

Elf woman asks Claude a question.

Claude also had trouble telling me how far to go with this.

"Right...... Ever since we had a massive parent-child fight, we've been tearing our meals apart. So we're all surprised."

"Heh, it's a parent-child fight. Well, it's better than a family that doesn't even have a parent-child fight."

"We and this kid are in rebellion, too. We've been talking a lot."

"I used to fight with my dad, too."

The elves start talking about parent-child fights.

Morgan is the most awkward person to hear that story.

He's never had a fight with his father, and neither has his son.

The phrase "Better than a family that doesn't even have a parent-child fight" was a critical hit on my mind.

I didn't fight because my family was getting along well, and I just didn't develop into a rub because I even avoided parent-child interaction.

As Isaac sat in his seat, Lucia spoke to him.

"What did you talk to that guy about?

"I apologize for the hard work and how I married Mrs. Melinda."

"Yes."

Lucia is pleased that the parent-child relationship has been slightly repaired.

"Did your mother know?

"Absolutely. He's a sweet guy, so I was prepared to do something like that..."

Now he looked a little sad.

Seeing that face, Isaac could have guessed a little.

(Well, it's not just my parents' character. my mother was a step away from herself knowing there was a time when my dad liked Melinda)

Lucia doesn't have the personality to push herself out hard.

Taking Randolph into account on his own initiative, Isaac thought that he would have given Melinda a step of his own accord.

- If I didn't know Melinda was Randolph's first love.

- If Lucia has a character she doesn't like to lose.

Lucia might have made her position as First Lady firm.

In that case, you could have asked Randolph to "have children with you first".

If Lucia had given birth to a boy first, Margaret might have turned to Lucia's support as well.

A lot of just a few discrepancies overlapped and that distortion came out on the table.

(Well, it's my fault at the end.)

But Isaac doesn't regret it now either.

The family problem just emerged from Isaac's behavior.

It was a shame someday.

"It was better than getting confused before college," Isaac thought positively now.

"Thank you for waiting. I'm sorry the guests are here, too."

Randolph, who washed his face, came into the dining room.

When I get to my seat, I speak to Claude.

"Thank you Mr. Claude for your help"

"What, advice from the elderly?"

The two look at each other and Claude laughs furiously.

- No need for wet conversations or anything like a bad meal.

Claude's feelings were conveyed, and Randolph didn't say anything more than that, just for a moment.

It's been a long time since the Marquis of Wellrod had a whole family at the table.

We had guests, so it would be a busy dinner on this day.

Little by little, the Marquis Wellrod family was in the process of regaining the form of a family.