The Prince's Revenge
19: Statement of Love

Pingy!

Pingy!

Pingy!

Egon's guess was correct. A day after broadcasting with Lantern, Egon received a lot of e-mails about endorsements.

‘If it's been like this, it looks like I should immediately hire a manager,’ grumbled inwardly.

The live broadcast he had done with Lantern the previous day, went smoothly. Although it was Egon's first time doing so, the Lantern, a professional artist, could easily make up for Egon's shortcomings.

That's what then makes Egon feel calm and can carry himself better in front of the camera.

Regarding the private matters that Egon did not want to bring to the public, it was approved by Lantern. Because, even Lanterns themselves, have many secrets that he can not let escape to the public.

Moreover, according to him, the people there only want to receive good from a stagram celeb. The little ugliness of the artist is exposed, their career can be ruined.

As if he understood this, Egon nodded, agreeing.

As a half-noble, Egon's position was indirectly threatened. A little bit of gossip lopsided into the public ear. He will suffer misfortune for a long time.

He always avoids that. That's why he always tries to be perfect.

Even though it turns out, it was precisely that perfection that brought disaster to him.

He did not want the mistakes he had always made in his previous lives to be carried over into this world.

He did not want to go back in the wrong step. To the extent that he had to lose valuable people to himself.

“Hmm, I should tell about this first to Mysha..” considering that during this manager job, Mysha was the one who did it, Egon also thought that he had to match Mysha's schedule with his new manager, in order for Mysha to be able to submit her reports and work schedule during this time casually.

Mysha. Are you in the room again?

I have something to talk to you about my new manager.

Not long after Egon sent the message, Mysha first visited Egon's room.

“Hey! Have you hired someone new?” Mysha asked as soon as Egon opened the door.

“Not yet, but maybe in 2-3 days I will do.” he replied.

Mysha then went into her room. Walk towards the small dining table with white paint, then sit on his chair.

“Alright.” he said as he propped up his chin with both hands. He was silent for a moment, trying to string the word in his mind.

“What's up?”

*“No, come to think of it I actually want to be your manager. But I do understand, a manager that, at least should know and understand about the world of entertainment*. Repot, right? If this inexperienced me becomes the manager of an inexperienced stagram celeb as well.”

“Yes, but what's all of a sudden? I never forced you, did I?”

“You're right.” Mysha smiled forcefully.

“Hey, you don't need to feel lonely like this.” Egon, who had been talking while standing up, finally pulled out a chair and sat down before Mysha. With that, he could also look Mysha in the eyes in a parallel position.

“You can still come here often, right?” Further. He touched Mysha's hand, which was still holding her chin and cheek.

“You are too confident. I don't feel lonely.” Mysha lowered her hands, then pinched Egon's cheeks quite hard.

“Good” Egon smile.

He stood up and walked away to the kitchen. Prepare two fresh drinks for both of them to drink.

“Egon, this morning I got an e-mail about an impromptu job, so, I'll go back to my room again.” he said grudgingly.

“Oh yes? Then I'll be quick.”

Mysha nodded.

“You know, job offers are booming. I need someone more leisure to arrange a schedule, an appointment, etc.” Egon serves the drink on his dining table.

“Oh? Good!” hearing the good news, Mysha again looked happy. He is proud of himself for having managed to take care of the boy who strayed into his world.

“Thank you. I need your empty schedule information. So you can give your job all this time directly to him, for him to take over.”

“Hmm.. every dinner hour I can.”

“Alright, then, I will inform you back in 2-3 days.”

“Iya.” Mysha then got up from her seat and walked towards the door, without saying a word.

“What are you doing?”

“Huh? There is nothing.” without turning around, Mysha replied.

“I go home first yes.” he continued again.

Just as he was about to open the door of his room, Egon suddenly stood behind him and gently touched the hand that was about to grab the door knob.

“I won't understand if you don't talk..” says Egon.

“Can't you still trust me?” Said doubtful.

“You mean?”

“You haven't told me all about your life. All I know is from the novel.”

“What do you want to know?”

‘Your son.’ he answered him in the heart first.

Actually, Mysha was not sure about the story Frederick told about his son. But her reaction back then, made Mysha want to know the true events.

“All..” said.

Mysha turned her body and looked directly at Egon's eyes.

“I want to know all..” he continued.

“If you're willing to hear it, I want to tell you whatever it is,” Egon grabbed a few strands of Mysha's hair that decomposed with her fingers.

“But before that, there's something I want to talk to you about.”

“What?”

“About that day.”

“Hari—“ is aware of the topic that Egon wants to talk about, Mysha's face instantly blushes quickly. He turned his gaze when he noticed the look in Egon's eyes that were looking at him unusually.

“Maaf” was the first word Egon said.

Mysha's heart rumbled hearing that. He clenched both of his hands, holding back a turbulent feeling within him.

Mysha likes. He was sure Egon felt the same way, that was the reason why he kissed her back then, right? After he had been worried for days. And after finally he got enlightenment from his friend?

So, why the word that came out of his mouth said ‘maaf’?

Mysha kept asking about the situation she was in at the time.

“Sorry, I should have thought more carefully before I did that. I'm sure you already know, if our relationship is too risky.” he said.

‘He rejected me? No. gabe. I was the first to reject it.. But, why am I the one who feels rejected?’ Mysha's eyes began to blur due to the tears that were pooled in her eyes.

“You are evil...” says Mysha.

“Hmm?”

“Why are you talking like that without making sure to me first about how I feel?” Mysha looked back at Egon.

“Do you think this problem only exists with you?” Further.

“I like you, stupid!” Mysha's tears flowed on the temples of her cheeks.

“At that time I just needed time! I'm pun—hmmp!”

Not yet finished Mysha spoke, Egon pressed her lips against her. Kiss it like tomorrow is not coming.

“Eg—on”

“I'll hear you after this” Egon kisses her lips softly. He smiled, while waiting for Mysha to give permission to continue the thing that had been delayed.

Mysha nodded. He doesn't understand what's wrong with him. Egon is like using magic that makes him obey.

Egon grabbed the back of Mysha's head which was still attached to the door with his hands. Trying to raise his head up, so he could kiss her more deeply.

Mysha. Their tongues intertwined for a while.

When Mysha realized Egon's tempo was too fast, she slightly pushed her body, asking him to stop.

“What's up?” Said Egon with a heavy breath.

“Ah, no, I still have work.” Mysha, embarrassed to admit that she was overwhelmed by Egon's tempo, makes excuses about her work.

“Good.” Egon kissed his lips once more before he took a step back.

Mysha was a little disappointed by that. But because his job was really waiting for him. He also slightly accepted his condition.

“I will wait for you. so go.” continued Egon.

“You kicked me out?”

“I'm not sure if I don't kick you out now, you can go home until tomorrow” Egon smiles mischievously at him.

Understanding with the intention that Egon spoke, he immediately turned towards the door to hide his embarrassment that was clearly plastered on his face. Mysha opened the door and prepared to leave.

“Then excuse me..” he said before taking quick steps to get out of Egon's room.

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Seriate…