Childcare Diaries

Chapter 121

Goodbye everyone

A baby dressed in light blue was diligently moving his arms and legs. He struggled and shook his head, showing frustration with his wrapped hand. Even though he frowned and wrinkled his nose, it was just cute with the plump cheeks.

A black shadow fell over the baby’s face. It was Brielle, with a smile, who was gazing at the baby.

‘So cute…! He must be the cutest baby in the Kingdom.’

The baby that Brielle was petting had black hair and slightly dark blue eyes. When the baby saw a familiar face, it stopped moving and stared.

Brielle gently stroked the baby’s hair.

‘It’s soft. His hair is the same color as his uncle, and I am amazed every time I see it…’

The baby, who became Brielle’s cousin, was named Andrew Charant.

“…Uungg.”

The baby started whining as soon as Brielle looked at him.

“Andrew, good boy.”

As Brielle patted the baby’s chest, Andrew, who gazed at him, smiled brightly as if he was elated that Brielle was paying attention to him.

‘Haa, it’s hard to breathe because he’s so cute.’

The fifteen-year-old Brielle felt the emotions Marie felt when she saw him in the past. Although it was a bit out of line, he was the same as Kentrail when he leaned over to look at the small Brielle before.

Currently, he was taller than his peers and had a stocky physique from swordsmanship training, so the maids would whisper about his bright future.

“Young Master.”

Brielle, who was playing with Andrew, turned his head when he heard a familiar voice come from behind him.

“Ellie, why are you calling me that suddenly?”

“Hehe. It’s just… It reminded me of the old days.”

It had been a long time since Marie and Kentrail got married, and Ellie stopped calling Brielle Young Master, but looking at Andrew like this, she remembered the old days and called him that.

When the present King asked Kentrail to tell him what he wished for, what he wished for was for Marie’s family to be restored. The King readily granted his wish, so Marie and Kentrail were able to get married relatively easily, and Ellie and Barry became nobles again.

Ellie became a noble lady, unlike before, but her lively personality and mischievous behavior remained the same, so even as she got older, she was still lively.

“Are Marie and uncle still not here?”

“Yes. I think they’ll be back at the end of the evening.”

Marie and Kentrail did not leave the place as much as possible for Andrew, who was still young. However, the two had asked Brielle and Ellie to take care of Andrew since they would attend the academy entrance ceremony for their first daughter, Arya Charant.

If they had to pick the busiest person in the mansion after the nightmare had passed and peace had come, it would be Marie.

She expanded her reach through her outstanding performance in her philanthropic work, which Kentrail entrusted to her, and in the third year of her marriage, she gave birth to Arya.

It wasn’t easy for her to work while raising a child, but thanks to her steadfastness in business, Marie’s status among commoners was now higher than that of Kentrail, Count Charant.

She then later gave birth to Andrew.

Arya was quite fond of her younger brother, who had a large age gap from her, and was hesitant to go to the academy to be apart from her younger brother, but it was the only way for the gifted child to focus on her studies, so it was inevitable.

“I wish we had gone together…”

Brielle puffed his cheeks bluntly because he couldn’t see Arya’s entrance ceremony. Seeing that, Ellie poked the cheek and spoke.

“You liked that you got to be with Andrew for such a long time.”

“That’s that, and this is this.”

“Yes, I have an appointment for a while, so I think I need to go out into town.”

“What?”

Taken aback, Brielle raised his eyebrows and asked again.

“Take care of Andrew.”

Saying so, Ellie took quick steps behind before Brielle could catch her. Besides, the nanny was also at the house, so he could ask for help if it was difficult to take care of Andrew by himself.

That was how Marie, Kentrail and Ellie left, and Brielle’s solitary childcare began.

Brielle skillfully hugged Andrew and patted him on the back. He snuggled into his cuddle while sleeping.

This was easy for Brielle, who had already taken care of Aria and was given the novice uncle label. As the baby’s unique smell flew in, a smile gradually grew on Brielle’s face. With their body temperatures touching like this, it felt good, as if they were in heaven.

Still, even though it was peaceful like this, it was still childcare. Marie’s case was unusual, but most people were bound to get tired.

Brielle was, too. His arm started to go numb.

‘He should be able to sleep alone now.’

Brielle put Andrew on the bed carefully so that he wouldn’t wake up.

“Uunng.”

However, Andrew, who quickly noticed it, opened his eyes and started whining again.

‘…Andrew, are you doing this on purpose?’

As he thought, Brielle sighed and held Andrew again. Even though he could leave the child with the nanny, for some reason, he didn’t like that. He remembered Marie, who took care of him until the end when he was young.

“Um.”

When he held the child in his arms, Andrew rubbed his face as if telling him to move.

‘I lost.’

To act cute like this, he couldn’t help but accept his request.

Brielle patted Andrew on the back and moved his legs to move around. Meanwhile, as the butler, who had grown old before he knew it, was watching the scene, his face was full of smiles.

Andrew was scribbling here and there, and the object of the graffiti was Brielle’s clothes.

“Andrew.”

Brielle, who had trouble snatching the pen the baby was holding, sighed.

“Fine, go draw it. Draw it.”

Although it was an expensive suit, Brielle, who thought that he could afford this much to his younger brother, glanced at Andrew as he poked around with a pen in his chest.

“I wonder if uncle was such a bad boy when he was young.”

Brielle shook his head, forgetting that he, too, had scribbled on a book that Kentrail loved.

‘I think I was gentle when I was young.’

While that was purely Marie’s standard, it was Marie who usually told him stories as a baby, so he believed that.

“But Andrew, you don’t seem to be good at drawing.”

Brielle said to himself while looking at the abstract painting painted on his clothes.

‘Uncle is good at drawing. Looking at it, it seems like Arya got uncle’s talent.’

Brielle smiled as he thought of Arya, who entered the academy before her peers because she was a gifted child.

Arya was good at music, painting, and studies.

Looking at her, Barry sometimes wondered if Andrew would be the next Arya in the family.

‘She’s a more coveted talent in the family.’

Thinking about this or that, Brielle patted Andrew’s head.

“Hyung!”

As a small child ran to Brielle’s side, who was sparring with Taylor, he was wearing white socks up to his knees and shorts that showed off his plump legs. Andrew, wearing a navy blue top, gazed at Brielle and spread his arms.

It meant to hold him.

Looking back, he could see the maid looking after the child with a puzzled look.

Andrew, now able to speak at least hyung, ma, and pa, and even run well, must have screamed and insisted on going. He always said only the endings of words since it was difficult for him to say the words, and as a result, Brielle was the only person Andrew called perfectly by his title ‘hyung.’

…And this word was the perfect magic word for Brielle since it made him listen to everything.

Brielle threw away the sword he was holding and held Andrew.

“Wah!”

With a pleasant voice, Andrew shouted.

Meanwhile, Taylor also put his sword in before wiping the sweat from his hand on his pants and gently poking Andrew’s cheek. His rough fingers felt strange, so Andrew tilted his head as he touched them.

“He’s really cute.”

“Compared to Sir’s daughter?”

Taylor, who reunited with the maid, whom he once broke up with while dating, married her and had a daughter later.

“It’s not like that.”

Andrew threw away his hand, apparently understanding Taylor’s answer and turned his head away. Seeing that reaction, Brielle and Taylor couldn’t help but laugh.

“But, the Countess…”

Taylor was puzzled by Andrew, who came to the training ground with the nanny, and asked Brielle.

“Whoo… uncle is going on a date.”

Said Brielle with a sigh.

Kentrail, who said that the two of them needed time alone, asked Brielle to take care of the mansion and Andrew before taking Marie to the park they had been to before and disappeared.

“I see.”

Taylor looked at Brielle, who seemed to have become a childcare master at some point.

‘Master might have a third baby. Then, the Young Master might have a hard time.’

Taylor, who had recently returned home to take care of his daughter and realized the hardships of childcare, glanced at Brielle with pity.

“Today’s training will stop here.”

With Andrew in his arms, Brielle asked permission from Taylor to clean up and headed back to the mansion.

“Andrew, shall we stack cups with hyung today?”

“Ung.”

“Shall we play in the water in the garden next time?”

“Ung!”

“We can’t leave out making cookies. Let’s do that when Arya gets back from the academy on vacation.”

As Ellie and Barry always played with him, it was now his turn. When Andrew heard the mention of his older sister Arya, he looked around her to see if she had returned.

Holding Andrew’s head, Brielle continued the story.

“You know what, Andrew?”

“Ung?”

“I think I was really happy when I was the only one.”

He lived under the protection of the mansion full of loved ones. There was someone who played with him from the time he woke up until he fell asleep, and there was someone who told him that she loved him.

Marie, who came to his side one day, was like a mother to him. Still, he felt sorry for his mother, who gave birth to him as he sometimes painted her in his mind as he gazed at her portrait.

His uncle was a father to him, and Ellie and Barry were more than blood-related siblings.

As Brielle put his own cheek to Andrew’s and then looked back at his mansion, he could see a tree house on top of a large tree.

“Andrew, I’m giving you that tree house now. It’s very precious to me.”

There were many memories there.

…Ellie and Marie, Barry and uncle.

“I want you to make beautiful memories, too.”

Now, he would protect Andrew and all of his family… and he would make them happy.

Brielle grinned as he gazed at Kentrail and Marie, who were on their way back.

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