How She Can Be Loved
Chapter 3: The Big Boss is Coming!

Naiad, the port city that is always full of chaos. Welcoming loved ones from a long journey on the high seas. That afternoon, it seemed that the chaos of activity at the port had stopped instantly. All the attention of the noise cultivators in the harbor was fixed on one moment. Yes, the incident was proposed by a girl, the Goddess of Victory, such a nickname that they gave to the 15-year-old girl. A very heavy nickname for a girl like Kananga. Their attention was fixed on the eccentric group that was before them. The Goddess of Victory whose hands were being drawn roughly by a noble man who knew who. The Empyrean Flower famous for its beauty was preparing to get rid of the insects with its parasol weapon. The maid lifted the suitcase that weighed half of her body lightly. Seen a tile lifting a handful of pebbles in both palms of his mini. What's more..

“Bocah. Try saying once again what you just said to my daughter.” Duke Ishtarnia, coming out of nowhere suddenly stood behind the noble man. There was no need to raise his voice to intimidate the person in front of him. There was no need to glare at the person in front of him to frighten them. His hand was still firmly holding the young man's head. He complained. His head seemed willing to break enough with the grasp of one hand Duke Ishtarnia. He looked like a bear standing next to the noble man who now looked like a loser. “Say you come from which family. I'll help your parents teach you how to discipline a spoiled brat like you.” His feet are like jelly. Non-boned. Shaking against the Black Empyrean Horse. The nickname is not just a bluff. Just look, without a single weapon in his hand, Kananga's father managed to make a crowd of people goosebumps looking at him. Somehow with the fate of his enemies on the battlefield.

Big boss! He finally came too. Kananga's eyes were rounded, a smile splashing across her face when she realized the Big Boss had already arrived. Yes, Big Boss. That's how Kananga sometimes greeted her father. It is a strange relationship between father and son. Rather than a parent-like relationship, they are more like superiors. But of course Kananga considers DUke Ishtarnia as a father figure. So did Duke Ishtarnia who saw Kananga as his favorite princess figure. Their relationship is not as sweet as the father and son relationship that people crave from them. At least, that's what they think. But certainly, they are a warm and loving family, even though they try to hide their care for each other. Fuck up! Fathers are timid cats showing their affection. People around them sometimes find their behavior funny. They could only laugh at the behavior of the father-daughter. Perhaps this is one of the reasons people consider the father-son relationship to be a coveted one.

The noble man was now down. Falling can't stand the intimidation of a father of a girl who just rejected his proposal raw. There was no need to continue the matter with that loser, Duke Ishtarnia stuck out his hand. “Come, son.” Therehewas. The Gesture that Kananga misses. Kananga clasped the big hand, drowning her face into her father's embrace. “I'm home, Dad.” At times like these, the father-daughter had already thrown away their ego as far as possible. There is no more shy behavior of cats, there is only the behavior of fathers-children who let go of each other's longing. Give each other a warm hug. Looky. This is one of the scenes that makes people, especially parents, crave the father-son relationship. The tense atmosphere in the harbor, instantly became warm with their embrace.

The tense scene of the mutual pull of the hand was immediately forgotten. Leaving behind a noble man who was now truly a loser. Lying on the ground.

“How's your school? What's fun?”

“Of course!”

Duke Ishtarnia walked away from the crowd, opening the crowd while holding the hand of his dearest daughter. Baine and Cella followed behind them. Baine, not satisfied yet, now he intends to prank the man. “Very embarrassing. If I were you, I wouldn't show myself in public anymore. Even I would be ashamed to be myself.” At least with his words like that, the man would not dare to approach Kananga once more. The girl is not satisfied if she has not eliminated her twin sister's rival.

For the past few years, Baine has been aware of his twin sister's feelings for Kananga. Even since they were kids. Baine sometimes sees the face of his sister, Tyran, red when with Kananga. Baine who really loved Kananga, of course, will support his sister wholeheartedly. Although sometimes Baine is jealous of their closeness, but never mind, it will be told later.

Several servants greeted Baine's arrival in a horse-drawn carriage. Some of them were still busy tidying up their Miss luggage to the back of the horse carriage. The item had even reached the front of the train, earlier than the owner who was blocked by the Kananga application incident. Baine peeked into the car. His father and sister did not pick him up. Baine is used to it. There was no sense of heaviness in him. After all, if he came home, he could freely harass them. His family had been the financial backer of the Empyrean Kingdom for generations. His father, Duke Setto, ruled the territory that became a hotbed of trade unions. Its territory is considered the most prosperous in terms of economy compared to the other Duke's territory. His younger brother, Tyran, who was eight minutes younger than him, was a genius. Her magic ability is far behind her brother, but in case of matters related to lessons, she is the champion. Her sister would rather spend her time in their family's private library than pick up Baine, in a harbor melee crowd. There were two things she hated the most when her brother came home. First, her brother would embarrass her in public. The last time he took Baine to the harbor, he was embarrassed by Baine's crying behavior, attracting all the attention of people who began to suspect the twins were fighting, the female twins hugged the male twins. Second, why did he pick up his sister? After all, his brother would definitely meet him at the library and definitely intend to prick him. I don't know that about Kananga...Kananan...Or Kananga. Haha, Baine really discovered Tyran's weakness. Baine was already grimacing just by imagining his sister's face flushed like a tomato. In the end, he would also apologize and bribe his sister with various hands brought from Alden City. Baine is impatient to see his brother and father. But that means, Baine also has to part with Kananga now.

Amidst the busyness of his servants, Baine steals time to meet Kananga in front of his horse-drawn carriage.

“Kana..”.

Huh..Baine started again his farewell ritual.

Kananga had expected this to happen. Baine's farewell ritual. He does every holiday at the end of the semester. His eyes once again glazed over. Get ready to groan while hugging Kananga. Both of his hands tightly clasped Kananga's hands. This is what Tyran meant. This ritual embarrassed him to the crown. Fortunately, Kananga was already immune to the side effects of the ritual after many times Baine performed in her presence.

“I will miss Kana very much. I'll send letters to you twice a day.”

Like a schedule for taking medication.

He hugged Kananga. This time his tears had already flowed down like a new spring.

“Haha.” Kananga tried to strengthen her mentality with her awkward laughter. The application incident was enough to drain his energy, now he must calm Baine. The beautiful girl was like a kitten who did not want to be separated from her mother.

“Five more minutes, please.”

“Nona, Mister is waiting for Miss.”

“I beg.”

This time his crying grew louder. His embrace is getting tighter. The procession did not stop. Increasingly attract people's attention. The servant is out of sense. It was hard to separate the two girls. The waiter looked at Kananga. A hopeful look to help her persuade her Miss.

“Baine, this is only the end of the semester. In nine days we'll meet again in Einherja, the capital, remember? The celebration party?” Right. The feast of victory and the welcoming of the return of all the war warriors was held in the capital, Einherja. In nine days, the streets of Einherja City will be filled with people celebrating as well. Music and dance will fill the streets last night. A massive feast would also be held in the Empyrean Imperial Palace, of course applicable only to the nobles. A week ago, Kananga received an invitation directly from the King. Making him and Baine hurry to get ready for their lucky return home, the end-of-semester holiday finally arrives shortly after the invitation is accepted.

“Baine, please send my regards to Tyan.” Tyan. Baine's call to his sister as a child, it was difficult for him to pronounce the letter r at that time. It is rare for Kananga to call Tyran by his childhood name. This is good news for the twins. Enough with that one sentence and a gentle pat on the pretty girl's head. Give my regards to Tyan. The girl's cheeks began to blush, her eyes twinkling. He was too happy with the development of the relationship of his two favorite people.

“Then I'll be home as soon as possible!” Cheerfully his face turned around walking to the horse carriage. He walked satisfied. He has no regrets in his life. His servant tailed behind him after thanking Kananga.

“Be careful on the road, yes.” This kid, he's so predictable. Kananga never failed to persuade him. It was always his wits to convince the girl.

“Kana! Bye!” Not enough to make his servant overwhelmed with his farewell ritual, Baine instead stuck his body out the window of the carriage when the horses had started pulling him. Making his servant have to hold while pulling his body. A girl who used to be calm and shy. Now it's really inversely proportional. Tyran said his twin brother was wrong. It has been tarnished by the rice snake (Kananga), he said.

“What have you done to Miss Setto until that stick to you? Look at him, really sticky postage.”

“Don't ask me.”

“Is he trying to match you up with Young Master Setto?”

“..Shut up, don't ask again.”

Kananga needs a break in how much time to answer her father's question. I don't know since when Baine started trying to match him with Tyran. Questions that he himself was confused on how to answer. She used to wish Baine to be a more confident and courageous girl. Like Baine, the main character in one of the series. I don't know where it's wrong to educate Baine so he can turn 180 degrees after meeting her. The girl became a child. Kananga always felt deja’vu when with Baine. Like keeping a super active toddler, can not be silent.

“Oh yes, where did your locket go? You know, it's our family token. Have you sold it yet?!” His father knew his daughter's character. The stone-decorated pendant began to be green that happened to have the same color as the color of his daughter's eyes. Sometimes the girl threatened her father would sell his family's tokens if not given enough pocket money. But this time, it seemed like he had completely lost that precious object. He did not even dare to joke ‘already sold’ as usual.

“Ah, the.. Looks like it's left behind in dorm.” The girl hesitated to answer. Looks like he really lost the locket. “Take it easy, Dad! Everything in the dormitory will be safe. Lookie! Looks like our horse carriage is ready.” This time he tried to divert the conversation. Of course his father knew there was something his daughter was hiding. I don't know what other secret that is. His father chose not to ask him again. Without them knowing, the case of the disappearance of the pendant, became the key to changing the course of their lives. The changing of all the stories in that shell. Then, the future changes everyone involved with them.

As Baine's horse-drawn carriage drifted away, Kananga and her father soon set out for their residence. In addition to reuniting with his father, this part is what Kananga is really looking forward to. Go home and see her sisters smiling for her. Giving the warmest greetings to their brother. Ah, that atmosphere is what Kananga calls home. Where the people he loved were waiting for him. He's going home.