I’ll Just Be Friends With My Ex-Husband - Chapter 6.2

The longest study of the Nisephor vaccine was an assistant professor at the Nipler Academy. If I were an assistant professor then.

“Am I a student now?”

But I have been studying since I was a student . . .

I anxiously twisted the hem of my dress. In addition, I was still young, so I couldn’t go to the Nipler Academy alone, nor could my brother.

Sending letters was also hard for my age when I had to go through it.

Alexid was still young, so it was easy to deceive him, but he was not an adult.

However, there is no way to find out if he has returned from the future just like me.

Oh, my head.

Think about it, Louella.

Even if the sky collapses, there is a light that will rise up.

“Ah . . . What about Gerald?”

Gerald was the only light I could think of now. Gerald had an older brother who decided to take the path of a scholar and escape from the Duchy succession structure. In addition, the dean of the Nipler Academy was Gerald’s maternal grandfather.

I think that a great plan is already forming.

I  had a really bad relationship with him.

Gerald never looked back at me. Even at the moment, when I wanted him to be by my side, he wasn’t there.

Since I learned of my father’s disease, my life had been a mess, but I’ve never cried with him.

Obviously, Gerald had known my father for a long time, but didn’t he have a heart to even care for him! He didn’t even shed a tear!

That just proved that he was just a transparent unicorn that only fed on dew.

Like the time when someone died, the clock didn’t even budge.

After completing his duties as chairman of the memorial service and working on behalf of the prime minister, he returned to the mansion and had dinner.

When I glanced at him eating a meal, I went to the office.

I thought he had a contract with a devil. How can he be so emotionless?!

Mom said Gerald might have been experiencing something I didn’t, but it was only a matter of time before he became a husband that I wanted to choke.

I didn’t receive passionate love. I didn’t have someone to emotionally support me. There was no reason to keep the marriage going.

I didn’t want to take him to my dad’s funeral. So I decided to get a divorce before we were even engaged.

“Argh!”

“Why! Pig, what’s going on?”

My brother came running in confusion. He seemed to be trying to swing an iron bowl like a weapon while he was still wearing pajamas.

I didn’t know you’d be better off than anyone else, brother.

I jumped on my brother’s back with sudden soaring affection.

“Argh! The pig is trying to kill a person!”

Of course, he was still that annoying peanut kind of a brother.

It was a moment when affection turned into hatred.

Die, older brother!

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It was not until I had a long physical fight with my brother that I could return home. My mom sighed when she saw us in a mess.

However, she no longer forced me to tell him “I love you” or to kiss him on the cheek.

I had a pretty long day, so I was lying in bed rubbing my stomach after dinner.

The door opened slightly.

Squeak!

It was my older brother’s small head that rose through the open door. Alexid had muffled hair because I pulled his hair so much earlier.

“Hey, ugly. Are you sleeping?”

“I’m sleeping.”

“How can you sleep while talking?”

My brother quickly came inside and jumped up to my bed.

“What is it?”

I opened my eyes and looked at my brother. I was still contemplating whether to tell my mom that I want to meet Gerald tomorrow. So why was Alexid here?

Still, I thought it would be better to persuade Gerald than to deceive someone.

Gerald was a right and honest man.

If it didn’t violate justice, he’ll do me a favor.

Oh. Come to think of it, it’s better to be friends with him.

“Hey, ugly.”

What’s wrong with this peanut brother?

“What!”

“Hey. About what you said earlier.”

My brother waved my arm.

“What are you talking about”?

“Talking about our dad! Is he sick? Really?

You’re such an innocent and cute guy. It seemed that he came here like this because he was anxious about it.

“When?”

Dad was a hero to me and Alexid. He lost to our mother every day, but he was always there for us and lifted us, gave us a ride on his shoulders, and sat in a seat leading the Imperial Order. The way he inspired others to do great things was amazing. An upright knight. He was a cool and amazing father and a righteous knight to the country. We were proud of him.

Just as our family served as the head of the knight for generations, my father did too.

He was the strongest person we’ve known.

He was like that to us.

I can’t believe our amazing dad died of a certain disease. Perhaps it was quite a shock to young Alexid.

Because he had always told everyone several times a day that he would become a cool man like our father. He had never been tired to tell everyone that he would.

He swallowed a sigh and tapped the seat next to him.

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T/N: Thank you so much for reading. I’m trying my best to improve as an MTL translator!