The Heir's Naughty Twins

The Heir's Naughty Twins
55. Mousse


Yujerian looked at Mandala who told them to sit quietly for a moment on the grass.


Yuveria had invited her to pick up the dark red roses around after wearing gloves, but suddenly Mandala invited them to sit down.


"Is there something, Mandala?"


The young man looked at her for a while before flatly saying, "I'll let you know if Miss and Young Master keep it a secret."


"Why?"


"Because Miss Hestia feels better you don't know."


Yujerian tilted his face. "Before that, why would you tell us?"


If indeed Hestia felt it should be kept secret, it would be painful. But why would Mandala want to tell him when Hestia is his superior in their case?


"Because you both have a mysterious intelligence and maturity."


Mandala did not have the slightest expression even though Yujerian indirectly suspected.


"It's just a personal judgment. And, Young Master, I do not serve Miss Hestia. I serve you both."


Yujerian jerks. Of course Yuveria also understood until she blinked in confusion. "Why should it be any different?"


If he says he serves Yujerian and Yuveria is not Hestia, then he is truly numbering Yujerian and Yuveria even above Hestia itself.


Shouldn't Hestia be their new first?


"The two of you and Miss Hestia are still different individuals. In serving someone, it is the basis for me to choose which one I will listen to. The two of you are not always in line with Miss Hestia. If I were to follow Miss Hestia, it would be her will that I would apply to both of you, not the will of Miss and Young Master."


"We're following Haha-ue, Mandala."


"Miss Hestia wants the both of you to know nothing. Will Miss and Young Master accept it?"


Both are looking directly.


It's the answer for Mandalas that they understand.


"There's someone watching this house up ahead. If you look at Miss Hestia's pattern, it's dangerous to let someone else know you're both her children."


"Why?"


The mandala moved, reaching out to help them stand up. Means you can take a walk.


"I don't know yet how far you both understand so I'll just give you an explanation that both of you can understand. Miss Hestia's family isn't as good as the family you both know."


Yujerian. "What is it that makes Haha-ue sleepwalk?"


He wasn't surprised. It's true that he knew in just a week that they were living together in Japan.


"Symptoms of sleepwalking can occur in young children and adults. In adults, it can most simply be caused by depression. Depression is a mental stress that is too great and damaging to a person's psyche."


Yuveria suddenly glum. "Haha-ue won't heal?"


"Of course you can, Miss. People who are truly depressed are not productive. But seeing as how Miss Hestia works, still doing her job as a human and a mother, it indicates that you both gave her a reason to stay alive. What Miss needs is just a little extra."


The two looked at each other again before looking up. "What is Chichi-ue?"


Mandala shakes. "I don't know."


Yujerian. If Hestia could accept Eros, would the pain in her soul be cured?


...*...


When Hestia said she would meet her friend, Yujerian did not think they would meet a little girl with a round face.


After a long time seeing the friendship of her sister and the children in the village, Yujerian makes sure that Yuveria will never get along with a girl.


Having just met, Yuveria and the girl had already exchanged ferocious plotting with no sign of coming to terms.


Could it be a girl's tendency? I don't know. Every time you meet someone instead of talking, invite a fight.


The girl, Ririana by name, seemed to instantly cenberut saw Yuveria and Yujerian's hands clinging to each other.


"I'm fine." Yuveria muttered. Look away and pull Yujerian away. "Come, Nii." [ugly. Come, Brother.]


...*...