Finally, just as the Emperor was about to open his mouth, an intruder appeared. The cat came through the open door, jumped up, and sat on Philomelâs lap.
âWhy is this person like this again?â
Because of that, the Emperorâs confession was cut off.
ââŠNow, weâre eating, so go down.â
She picked his chubby body from her lap and put him down, but the cat jumped up again.
âGo down.â
She put it down once more. But she came up again. The cat, sitting on Philomelâs lap as if it were in place, waggled his tail.
âWhy would you do this?â
Having never been on her lap before. Philomel narrowed her eyes and looked down at the cat.
âAre you raising a cat?â
At the Emperorâs question, Philodelâs gaze shifted from the cat to him. Come to think of it, this was the first time the Emperor had seen Le Guin.
âI am.â
âSince when?â
âSince around the time I just returned to the imperial palace.â
âI didnât know you liked animals. No actually, when you were little, you raised a koi in the pond of your palace.â
â⊠you remember?â
She didnât expect that Eustis would still remember it.
âYeah. Didnât you prepare a meal for me with that carp?â
âThe cooking was done by the chef, and I only served carpâŠâ
âIt looked good then. You said you would grow vegetables in the garden next time and make me a salad.â
âŠreally? Even Philomel herself did not remember that. Come to think of it, when she asked to break off her marriage with Nassar, Eustis recalled a memory Philomel couldnât remember. But she was a person with a strangely good memory though.
âSo I made you a salad? I donât remember thatâŠâ
Starting with the carp that Eustis mentioned, the conversation about bygone days continued like flowing water.
âYou donât know how surprised I was when His Majesty suddenly hugged me during the Foundation Day.â
âIs that so? I didnât know that, I just acted without thinking.â
âEveryone present was equally shocked.â
It almost happened at a time when Philomel was actively seeking to be recognized as his successor. She was quite surprised even as she said it. Hadnât she lived her life hiding herself wearing a mask? When she was young, she was happy whenever her plan was successful and she was recognized step by step by the Emperor. She also had a sense of accomplishment. But at night when she was alone, the fear of her future visited her as a child. Her daytime joy was washed away.
Quantitatively speaking, there were more painful memories than pleasant ones. And the painful memories always came to her mind before the pleasant ones. The negative side of anything was stronger than the positive side. But how could he smile and say it like itâs nothing at all? It was as if that fragmentary memory was true happiness.
âAww!â
The friendly conversation was interrupted by a sudden sharp sound. The cat stood on the table with its front paws.
âWhy are you like this? SeriouslyâŠ!â
Philomel whispered into his pricked ear, but the cat only looked straight ahead of her. The eyes of the Emperor and the cat collided only in the air with the person sitting opposite. Human and animal glared at each other.
âWhy are you all like this?â
In an unusual atmosphere, Philomel hurriedly lifted the cat and sent it out the door. The cat struggled to get back inside, but when she squinted her eyes, the silver cat stopped moving. When she returned to her seat, Philomel looked at the rest of the people.
âLetâs say Le Guin is like that. Originally, he didnât seem to like the Emperor very much.â
Even so, the personalities of the two were very different. Eustis was strict with himself as much as he was strict with others. As Philomel remembered, he was always at work. If it had not been for his painstaking efforts, the prince born under the careless Empress would not have been able to ascend the throne. Originally, he was on the side of concentrating his energy on reign, but after his wife died, he clung to work worthy of being evaluated as âmarried to the stateâ. In a word, he was a quiet hard worker. On the other hand, Le Guin threw away the mage tower and he didnât have enough sense of responsibility to the extent that she was left alone here. Sometimes, when he had to go to the Mage Tower, he showed signs of being reluctantly dragged away by Lexionâs wiping. In his own words, after suddenly awakening his powers as a child, he became the most powerful wizard without much effort. To put it in one word, he is a lazy genius. Whether he was a cat or a human, he spent most of the day rolling around, there were times when he would nag and say things without realizing it. At such times, Le Guin would pout at her.
âDo you want me to be a boring human being like that Emperor?â
Philomel didnât even mention the Emperorâs name. It was an incomprehensible sensitivity. She thought he just really hated the emperor.
âWell, Le Guin is like that, but why did Eustis stare at the cat so much over there? No way⊠Did he discover Le Guinâs true identity?â
If so, it was very difficult. The Empire and the Mage Tower basically had a cooperative relationship, but invisible conflicts existed. Philomel thought of the Emperor who seemed to be in a bad mood whenever there was an issue related to the mage tower. There was a great concern that the magic tower master hiding his identity and secretly living in the imperial palace would turn into a big problem. In that case, she imagined the uproar that would happen, and her head started to hurt.
She tried her luck to get Eustisâ intentions.
âYour Majesty, I apologize. My cat did a disservice. Please punish me it as its owner.â
The Emperor replied with a face that seemed lost in thought.
âNo. But that catâŠâ
Did he get the real essence? It was Le Guinâs transformation technique that had never been discovered by anyone, but it seemed that the Emperor might recognize it with some special intuition.
âWhat about my catâŠ?â
âItâs a bit rude saying that in front of youâŠâ
âIâm fine, so donât be difficult and tell me without hesitation.â
âSince you say so, I will tell you. That cat earlierâŠâ
What was he so lazy about? Philomelâs lips dried up as she waited for his answer. He opened his mouth slowly.
âIt was so ugly.â
âIt looks bad?â
âIf youâre willing to keep another animal, then youâd better pick one that doesnât look so uncomfortable.â
Was that all? Philomel brushed her drowsy chest. It really made peopleâs hearts tremble. By the way, the Emperorâs aesthetic sense also had an unusual corner. She was not saying this because of her own biological father, but Le Guin as a cat was objectively and subjectively very cute. Considering Empress Isabellaâs beauty, his taste for human beauty seemed normal⊠Was it only for cats that was different?
Philomel just tilted her head.
* * *
At the same time, at the Imperial Palace, the Court Magician Lexion was dealing with his father who barged into his laboratory. Le Guin, who sat across his sonâs studies, dampened his irritation.
âAh! Iâm pissed off!â
Lexion looked at the documents he was looking at and replied indifferently.
âWhat are you doing?â
âThe unlucky Emperor. Why is he pretending to be friendly with someone elseâs daughter?â
âIâve said it before, but he is the one who raised Phil for ten yearsâŠâ
âHe found his real daughter. Canât he be satisfied with one daughter?â
âBy that logic, someone with three sons should yield.â
âWhy am I? No matter how much I argue, donât I look more suitable as the father of the girl than he does?â
âYes. I can see it.â
âWhich side?â
âEmotionally, itâs hard to deeply sympathize with that child, and since youâre older, Phil might feel the three generations differenceâŠâ
âDonât you know? Pearl once told me that my mental age was young.â
ââŠThat is not a compliment. How are you so arrogant?â
Despite his advice, Le Guin did not care about what he said, choosing to listen to his own interests.
âTo be jealous that I and Phil got along better.â
ââŠYour relationship definitely seems to have progressed more than before.â
âThatâs right. But he keeps interferingâŠâ
âItâs not Le Guin, but that kid and Guin Guin that get along better.â
âThatâs me.â
âItâs different. You honestly feel it. The way Philâs eyes look when sheâs facing Le Guinâs real self and when sheâs facing the catâs are different.â
She didnât seem to know herself, but Philomel gave the human Le Guin a rather cold look, while for the cat Guin Guin she was strangely warm. He also seemed to have felt it himself, but Le Guin couldnât resist and he glared at Lexion.
âYouâre the one who proposed to gain favor with cat form in the first place.â
âI meant it only at the beginning, but it didnât mean to be a cat for 10 years like now.â
ââŠShe likes the cat figure more, so what should I do?â
âDonât be sad. But do you know? If you keep working hard as a cat, I wonder if Philomelâs father will be able to become a pet.â
âI want to be a father!â
âYou have to work harder. It seems to me that the other side is slightly more dominant.â
âWhose side are you on?â
âIâm on Philâs side.â
The mage lord clicked his tongue.
âMy son doesnât help at all.â
âThen go and complain to the other sons besides me.â
âTheyâre a bunch.â
If it was Jeremiah, he would ignore it altogether, and if it was Cardin, he would talk more, so he wasnât a good conversation partner.