K-Eldest Daughter Possessed a Childcare Novel

“Ah, I should have laid down the handkerchief for the lady first.”

Zion looked at me awkwardly. I took out the handkerchief from the pocket of my training clothes and placed it on top of Zion’s handkerchief.

“You can’t sit on hard surfaces. Please, sit comfortably, sir.”

“Hehehe. Thank you, lady.”

Zion, smiling brightly, rummaged through Mostin’s training clothes and pulled out another handkerchief. He placed his bottom on top of three handkerchiefs in total.

Seeing this, Mostin clicked his tongue in disbelief.

“Look at this pampered young master.”

At those words, Zion snorted.

“Anyone would think you weren’t pampered, Mostin.”

“… well, out of all of us, Belladi is the only one who grew up strong.”

“Not strong, I grew up on my own.”

I said as I tied up my half-loosened hair again.

Then, Zion quietly adjusted his glasses.

“By the way, Belladi.”

“Yes?”

“I was worried it might be rude, so I couldn’t ask…”

Zion hesitated for a moment before asking cautiously.

“But what made you change your mind? You always avoided the sword.”

At his words, the lying Mostin also sat up abruptly.

“Right? I was so happy that you decided to learn the sword that I forgot. Didn’t you say you didn’t want to block your brother’s path?”

To their questions, I slowly opened my mouth.

“I realized something.”

“What?”

I tilted my head slightly and raised one eyebrow. Then, I confided in my friends’ the truth I had always tried to ignore before I became aware of my previous life.

“It’s not me blocking Meldor’s path; it’s Meldor blocking mine.”

My immature younger brother, who didn’t understand what his privileges meant to me. It took too long for me to decide to get rid of such a brother.

I smiled, but it was different from before. Seeing this, Zion and Mostin nodded.

“You’re amazing, Belladi.”

“I’m glad I chose you as my friend.”

Listening to their whispers, I resolved once again.

‘No one can hold me back anymore.’

I also shared my ambitions with them. I wanted to quickly increase my influence within the mansion without worrying about my family’s opinions.

They listened attentively and declared they would help me as much as possible.

“Just let us know if you need anything!”

“I’ll do my best to cooperate.”

At Zion’s final words, I grinned.

“I actually need your help, Zion. You know the subjects you learn in the successor’s classes, right?”

“Higher education? Of course!”

“Great. I’ve been learning the basics, but I haven’t had any in-depth lessons. I’d like you to supplement that.”

Over the past six months, I had learned all the basics from Zeppelin. When he had nothing more to teach, I turned to Zion.

Zion was smart and a brilliant magician, so he had deep knowledge. He could certainly provide me with high-quality lessons.

Zion nodded at my words.

“Leave it to me!”

The golden eyes of Duke Agla, symbolizing wisdom, sparkled brightly.

I habitually patted Zion’s purple hair. His face slowly turned red.

At that moment, Mostin asked excitedly,

“By the way, who are you learning swordsmanship from? Is it Sir Brooks, the captain of your family’s knights?”

“But Sir Brooks is teaching Meldor. Are you learning together?”

“Would Duke Alton allow that?”

At their questions, I chuckled and shook my head.

“My father doesn’t even know I’m learning the sword. He never pays attention to me. I just roped in a suitable knight to teach me.”

No matter how close we were, I couldn’t tell them about the watchers, a secret of our family. There were so many unknown talents in our family that they didn’t seem to question it much.

“It’s too much, isn’t it? He pays so much attention to Meldor.”

“Are you satisfied with that knight? If not, should I introduce you to my master?”

I shook my head at Mostin’s suggestion.

“He is enough. Besides, I want to develop my own skills now.”

“Whoa, you’re already at that level?”

“Then why not aim to become the empire’s strongest knight, Belladi? Make Duke Alton regret not recognizing you.”

“That sounds fun! Seeing Duke Alton regret would be priceless!”

“If that happens, I’ll make sure to take a picture and pass it down through our family.”

We chuckled mischievously like we did when we planned pranks as kids.

Then, there was a clatter from the entrance of the training room.

Turning our heads simultaneously, we saw the entrance was open, and someone was sprawled on the floor. Mostin quickly got up and ran to the entrance.

“Liuspel!”

He hurriedly lifted the fallen child. The child, with the same blond hair and green eyes as Mostin, stared at me with a dazed look.

It was Mostin’s younger brother, Liuspel Fredo.

“Liuspel, I told you not to come to the training room now. Are you hurt anywhere?”

Mostin gently brushed the dust off the child’s clothes. Liuspel nodded but couldn’t take his eyes off me.

Holding his younger brother, Mostin approached us.

“Since you’re here, say hello to Zion and Belladi.”

“Hello, Liuspel.”

“Long time no see?”

When we smiled at him, Liuspel’s cheeks turned red.

Shy Liuspel finally took his eyes off me and buried his face in Mostin’s chest. Mostin’s face softened with a loving smile.

“When will our Liuspel properly greet his sister and brother?”

“Broth… er…”

Liuspel mumbled, grabbing Mostin’s clothes. Mostin immediately lowered his head to give him his ear.

Liuspel whispered into Mostin’s ear, but we could hear his mumbling clearly.

“I want Sister Belladi’s autograph.”

“An autograph? Why suddenly?”

“… because she’s cool.”

“Ah, you watched our training, didn’t you?”

Liuspel nodded slightly.

Mostin scratched his head awkwardly, smiling.

“I wanted to show only my cool side to our youngest, but I guess I failed. Can you keep today’s training a secret from others?”

He glanced at me, and I readily nodded.

“No problem.”

Liuspel smiled brightly at my words. Then Zion pointed to himself and asked.

“Don’t you want my autograph? I can use magic.”

“No.”

At the child’s firm answer, Zion looked hurt. Liuspel giggled, finding it amusing. Mostin showered his brother’s cheek with kisses, finding him adorable.

Watching their brotherly affection, I chuckled.

‘I’m glad Mostin is alive.’

Otherwise, Liuspel would have spent a lonely and gloomy childhood around this time.

I naturally thought of the original story.

Liuspel Fredo, the main character of the original story.

This boy would later fall in love with Nesia, becoming the male protagonist of the novel.

***

Liuspel had a lonely and depressing childhood due to the absence of family.

Duchess Fredo was initially frail and collapsed right after giving birth to Liuspel.

Ten-year-old Mostin at the time, with his cheerful personality and bright smile, comforted his bedridden mother.

Mostin, who played the role of the family’s mood maker. But the that year took Mostin’s life.

The shock severely worsened Duchess Fredo’s condition. She couldn’t survive the year and followed Mostin, and Duke Fredo, devastated by the loss of his son and wife, fell into deep depression.

He almost neglected raising his youngest son, Liuspel. The servants of the Fredo family also avoided Liuspel, believing his birth brought bad luck, leading him to have a very lonely time.

‘Then he met Nesia at 14 and was saved.’

Of course, the novel was primarily a parenting story, so the male protagonist’s presence was not significant. But Liuspel played a crucial role in the later parts of the story.

‘I didn’t read until the end, so I didn’t see all his actions.’

The novel was a healing daily life story, but an event started in the later parts.

The problem was I didn’t know that part…

‘But that’s after Nesia grows up a bit, so no need to worry now.’

Nesia and Liuspel were about the same age, probably 6 or 7 now? There was plenty of time left.

So, what kind of life was Liuspel living now?

“Our youngest is so cute, isn’t he? I’m not saying this just because he is my brother; I’ve never met anyone as cute as him.”

“Yes, yes.”

“Yesterday, he said I’m his favorite. Father was a bit upset, but what can I do if he likes me best?”

“Yes, yes.”

“And-”

“If you say more, I’ll leave our kid here.”

Our kid was, of course, Meldor.

At my stern warning, Mostin finally stopped bragging.

Seeing this, Zion giggled and continued to cast small spells.

“Ta-da, this flame isn’t hot at all.”

“…”

“Then how about this? Sparkling powder~”

Liuspel watched with little interest.

This mundane moment felt oddly fresh.

‘Unlike the original, Mostin returned safely from the Kennev incident.’

Thanks to that, Duchess Fredo’s condition didn’t worsen.

The duchess continued her battle for another four years before passing away. Four years was enough time for Duke Fredo to prepare his mind, and he calmly faced his wife’s funeral.

Afterward, the duke protected and cared for his sons, taking on his wife’s share of love. Therefore, Liuspel was currently growing up with ample affection, not neglect.

“Mostin, you should be really grateful to me.”

At my words, Mostin suddenly trembled and looked at me.

“What, are you talking about the Kennev incident again?”

“What kind of attitude is that toward the person who saved your life?”

“I’m sorry, Lady Belladi. It’s just that over the years, you’ve worked me so hard using that as an excuse that I instinctively responded like that.”

“Don’t worry, Mostin. I’ll keep reminding you until the day I die.”

At my words, Mostin put on an exaggeratedly sad expression.

“Boohoo, Liuspel. Sister Belladi is bullying your brother.”

Liuspel burst out laughing at that ridiculous expression.

The child’s bell-like laughter rang clearly throughout the training room.