"Young Master… answer me," Matthew suddenly said.
"Huh?" Jean didn't pay attention, so he asked again, "What did you say?"
"I said… Young Master, you're not happy to live with me, right?"
…
Jean could sense the darkness that slowly built up and turned the shadow behind Matthew's back into a cackling shadow monster. He shivered and shook his head immediately, "Not at all, Matthew. How do you get that assumption anyway?"
"Because you don't seem to be excited…." Matthew replied, still with his dark as coal gaze staring at Jean.
"Ah, that's not because I don't want to be with you! It's because of my Big brother! He intentionally put me in a dorm to make me uncomfortable, so I will return to the Palace every weekend. Huff, he is a meanie!"
…
'So it's because you want to stay with your Big brother, Archduke Maximillien, right?' Matthew thought.
'Or is it with your fiancee, Saint Raphael De Argent?'
