I remembered later on that, although Yuric was the son of the powerful Liatriz, he was bullied and ignored by his brothers.
This is because the northern people didn't have blue-eyes.
'The eye color may be a little different.'
It was the same reason that Anissa's biological mother abandoned her.
'So he was so impressed that I gave him a cookie.'
In my previous life, I was lonely among my family because I was not as talented as my brothers, just like Yuric had been here.
'It was like me.'
I decided to do better if I met him next time, but the child didn't come to the palace again because of the trouble I had with Dietrich.
Meanwhile, I was growing up while stealing Lancel's belongings, and I had reached a point where I could even steal from his pocket while he slept
'I'm not a thief cat, but a thief baby.'
Lancel always complained that he has the lowest salary among all of Lagrange's servants, but my conscience wasn't even pricked by that.
No matter how I think about it, Lancel only gives milk even though I think it's no longer the time for me to drink milk.
'I'm done with this, too.'
I opened my mouth whilst facing Lancel's mirror, which I was holding with both of my hands. It is clear that the sharp teeth that appear on the gums are coming.
"I'm hungry…."
I was always starving because I only ever drink milk.
It would be better to hunt like Dietrich.
I'm not sure exactly how old I am because someone didn't tell the time or show the calendar to me, but the second spring came to Lagrange.
'I think I'm about two years old.'
Lancel is a person who is very unwilling to take care of me. It seemed to him that I only needed to have my life.
"Mammam ey." (Give me rice)
He brought me more milk when I swarmed for rice.
"Now. Milk here."
"That mammam." (Please feed me too.)
"This is Mammam, stupid princess. Do you know how hard I've gotten this too?"
Lancel's voice was annoying. As if buying 'milk' must pass through Derreck's eyes or something.
And while I was eating well!
"I'm tired, so I need to rest."
Lancel muttered whilst lying on the sofa in my bedroom.
'If you feel comfortable inside, you will fall asleep like this.'
I hit my forehead because of Lancel, who took a nap without taking care of me.
"Evil! Hmmmm. Hmm."
It doesn't break though.
"Hingg…."
I was hungry today. I tumbled down an empty bottle on the floor and woke up in my seat.
'Let's go to the kitchen.'
However the Dahlia Palace is poor.
It was clear that there was food hidden inside the palace when Lancel's belly increased over time.
"If not, Lancel won't be that fat."
The kitchen I once visited was slumped without tableware. But today may be different from that time.
I left the room with little hope.
The main room, which I went to suddenly, hurrying and with difficulty, fortunately didn't ignore my small and precious hopes.
When I skimmed on the surface, it seemed empty, but with a sense of smell developed by Dietrich's aura, I noticed a sweet smell.
'I think I'm flying over there.'
After pursuing the sweet scent, the place I arrived was the cupboard located in the corner.
When I climbed the sink hard and opened the door, a jar full of chocolate appeared to wait for me.
'Come on and eat me!'
The jar seemed to be telling me.
"Kyaa! Kyaa! Choco!"
'Nice!'
I was eating this precious chocolate alone. After all, Lancel is a deadly round adult.
'I have to eat it quickly before returning to Lancel.'
I clapped my hands, but I heard the kitchen door open. I was sure I had closed it tightly, but someone came in shortly after.
I was frightened by the sound in the kitchen and turned around.
"What are you doing here?"
The owner of the voice was a maid that I sometimes encountered when she was cleaning my room.
'Is your name Janine?'
"Oh! What are you eating right now?!"
She hated me and Dietrich enough to refuse even simple treatment. Of course, I can't be pleased to eat food in the kitchen.
'I don't feel good.'
I hurriedly stole it and put my hand inside the jar, wondering if her aura would turn red because she lost her chocolate.
'You have to eat before you lose!'
This is the first chocolate I've tasted in this life, but I have to eat it. It was better than not eating at all.
As I squeeze my fist-filled with chocolate into my mouth, Janine is frightened and comes running to me.
"Lady! That's my chocolate!"
'Oh, it wasn't Lancel's.'
But that doesn't make any difference to the chocolate.
I was hungry and didn't care. My conscience wasn't poor.
"You can't eat it!"
I ignored the maid's words and swallowed the candle collet.
"Don't!"
"I, I didn't eat.."
I denied, peeking up at her with a pout as I tried to charm my way out of trouble, eventhough my palms and mouth were covered in chocolate.
"I didn't eat it, I didn't uuu!"
I continued to charm and reassured the maid with words as I put a bit more chocolate in my mouth.
"What are you eating and not eating?"
"No…. Nyamm."
"Give me!"
"Nyoo, Nyooo!" (No!)
I tried hard not to take away the jar with all my might, but what power does a baby have?
The maid eventually took the jar away from me.
'No, the hungry baby wants to share some chocolate.'
"Oh, it's annoying! All the chocolate is crushed!"
Janine scolds me with her high tone.
'I'm more annoyed! Let's say it with death!'
I looked at the stolen jar and sucked my finger sideways in sorrow. I'm glad there was chocolate left at my fingertips.
After tasting it a little, it was more enticing. I stretched my hand back towards the jar and whimpered.
slap!
"This is mine! What did Lancel even teach this Princess this whole time?"
Janine was upset because I hit her back hard. How hard will I hit her until my hands are all sore?
I hit her with my red hand while wrapping it around her right hand.
'I'm hungry… .'
"Hingg…."
"Is crying the best thing you did ?!"
"Khing. Hiks!"
Suddenly I became so sad about the maid's fate.
'Why don't you give me rice like this?'
I'm hungry, my right hand is tingling.
My loneliness without anyone caring made me sad and finally I cried.
"Huaaa!"
"No, why are you crying and being sneaky while stealing?"
The maid was angry and pinched my crying face.
"Aa.. It's hurt!"
"Because you were wrong, you must be punished!"
"I'm, I'm hangyii!!!!" (I'm hungry!)
"Isn't Lancel going to cook?"
He just gave me milk! Only milk!
If you insist that you only eat milk for the rest of your life in the future, you will say that you may not know if your stomach is stuck on your back.
However, I am not happy to know that a maid has almost zero empathy towards a hungry child.
"Huh, I may have to lock the kitchen door afterall."
I quickly followed the maid who lifted up the jar to leave the kitchen. Even if I asked for something other than milk, Lancel never heard me, so now the maid is my only hope.
"Wait!"
When I grab the hem of her dress, she looks back at me with an annoyed expression. Her cold eyes died, but I told her.
"Why?"
"I'm… Yiyihangyi." (I'm really hungry.)
"Speak straight."
"Really, really, I'm hungry."
I thought the maid would take out any chocolate if I said this. Humans tend to feel protective instincts for babies.
However, the maid was not a human being. She laughed as cold as she could and pushed me by hand.
"What should I do? Do you catch wild animals in the forest like the young master does?"
After that, the waitress left the kitchen. I sat alone in the empty kitchen with nothing left and swallowed my tears.
"Hiks. Hiks. Uhh!"
Not long ago, even if I ate milk I was able to survive, my body can still hold it too.
"Why is Anissa here? Just only with Euradia's ability!"
Had it been the shadow devil, or even the instinct of sun, I would have been able to hunt like Dietrich.
A few times, I saw Dietrich roasting and eating the hunted beasts from a distance, but I couldn't ask for small meat like a rabbit.
'Looks like I can't even eat it either.'
I knew that Dietrich, who was called the Demon Grand Duke, was a great eater.
People who eat well when they are adults usually eat well from a young age, but Dietrich's stomach is not as big as a rabbit.
'Ha, stop crying. I feel hungry because I cry.'
Squatting on the floor, I cried and wiped my tears with my back and then got up.
'Because it's spring, there may be fruit in the garden.'