The Greed of Kronos

In Regards to Love

Sixteen: In regards to Love

The day after the examination at the Patrician Academy, Kronos spent his whole day exploring the vast mansion and familiarizing himself with the knights of the family, the butler, and the head maid. 

Since Hethera was piled up with works at the magi tower and her obligation as the Marchioness of the mansion and Demiris was also having the same problem, the both of them could not join Kronos on that day. Moreover, they were both doubtful and was worried about Kronos since they lived in a simple house and suddenly had a mansion of their own.

Regardless of their worries, Kronos dominated the mansion in less than a week, which made them realize that he was indeed born a noble and a mage. Demiris even suggested that they should hire an etiquette teacher to teach Kronos, but Drakora objected to such thoughts. 

Why? As he witnessed his grandson at the banquet with perfect elegance and proper manners. It was as if Kronos was already trained and was merely waiting for the right moment to show off his socialization skills. 

Little did they know, aside from being an assassin, Kronos was once a son of a wealthy politician and businessman in his past life. A son of a politician and a businessman had an obligation to go to social parties and build connections in honor of their father. Hence, etiquette is a must. 

"Kronos, listen for a while," Demiris called for his attention when Kronos was in his own world again.

He does not have a problem with Kronos' attitude and behavior since he was a good son. However, Demiris was honestly wishing for Kronos to be a sweet child and embrace him while calling his father in a  sweet tone of voice.

With that being said, Kronos halted halfway as he was about to eat a piece of steak and looked at his father, who was intently staring at him. "Yes?" 

However, it seemed like Demiris was now the one who was in his own world that Kronos called for him again but to no avail.

Seeing this, Hethera shook her head slowly as she pinched her husband on the side while smiling at Kronos to answer him in her husband's stead. "Dear~ After dinner, I suggest you sleep right away."

Demiris flinched from the pinch while Kronos proceeded from eating the steak and answered when he was done chewing on his food. "Why?"

With that being said, his father halted and looked at him dramatically as he sobbed. "Kronos, did you not bother to check up on your mother and father?! We were holed up in our offices just to finish today and tomorrow's paperwork! Hethera, I missed you dearly~."

Hethera, on the other hand, chuckled and faked a smile as she looked at Demiris with her eyes squinting. "Oh Demiris, honey~ Shut up."

"Honey!" Demiris cried. 

They were at it again. If this would continue, the two of them would be in their own world, and he would be ignored. Right after, they tell him to sleep early without telling him the reason why. 

Hence, when Hethera was about to scold Demiris, Kronos abruptly spoke. "Why?"

He already has a plan to pull an all-nighter and explore the mansion at night to see if some paranormal activities are happening. Take playful monsters who would disguise themselves as resentful ghosts to scare people, for example. In addition, he and shadow would also be finding a new source of food to consume as a change of environment also means a shift of delicacies. 

Hethera and Demiris, on the other hand, looked at him with a smile and replied. "Why, you say? Of course, we will be going to the imperial tailor's boutique tomorrow for your uniform~."

'Skia.'

Skia, "Yes, master."

'Let's pull an f*****g all-nighter next time.' Kronos replied as he continued eating peacefully.

Hearing this, Skia nodded and replied before hiding on Kronos' again. "Understood, master."

The following morning, Kronos woke up early and was prepared by the maidservants into his most comfortable outfit that was suitable for such appointment. Shortly after, Kronos then went downstairs where his mother and father were waiting for him and departed as soon as possible. 

As the imperial tailor was a very busy person, they could only schedule an appointment and could not walk in anytime. As the Patrician Academy respects student's wishes, they responded to the student's request and made their uniforms custom made with a pattern and color scheme provided by the Patrician Academy. It's up to the student if they would add something in their uniform or stay as it was.  

When Hethera told him about it, Kronos thought that it was a good thing as he had something to add to his uniform.

"Here we are, dear. Get inside the boutique. They'll guide you. Your father and I will go somewhere else and fetch you here later, okay?" Hethera looked at him with an excited expression on her face when the carriage stopped while Demiris opened the door for his son. 

Kronos nodded as a reply and got off the carriage to enter the boutique. As Hethera's words, staff were waiting for him and guided him to the waiting area as the imperial tailor was still entertaining a guest.

Seriously, how could they let their only son in there by himself? Somewhere, huh? That somewhere was obviously to be in the magi tower to brag about him being at the Exi Class. What's so special about it anyway? He barely passed. 

As he was in his own world again, Kronos did not notice that someone was actually calling for him. "Kronos?" For the nth time, the owner of the voice finally poked his cheeks.

With that, Kronos blinked and slowly looked at the owner of the voice who was sitting beside him. "Astian."

Hearing this, Astian beamed and replied in an amazed tone of voice. "Wooowww, you remembered me!"

With Kronos' character, he was expecting that he probably did not even bother to remember his name and thought that the only thing Kronos tried to remember was Astian's face since Kronos would always stare at him without saying anything.  

Baffled, Kronos looked at him with a scowl and replied. "Of course."

Astian, "Are you here for the uniform too? Let's take our measurements together~."

Knowing that he was not alone anymore, Kronos replied as he stared at the room that they would be entering. "Sure."

It was not questionable as to why Astian was at the boutique since Duke is second to the Emperor. The dubious thing was that how did he get into the imperial boutique when he's a son of a neutral marquess? Was the Emperor currying for his father's favor so that it could strengthen its powers more? Given that he's at the Imperial tailor's boutique, the Azvameth was no longer a neutral family. 

Every time Kronos would get inside his own world, someone would also constantly interrupt him and call for his attention. "Well, well, what do we have here? A familiar face." A voice chuckled together with the click on the shoes. 

When Kronos shifted his gaze towards the owner of the voice, he then looked at him with a pissed-off expression. The young man, one year older than Kronos, had a look of an angel. His brows curved in a way that one could say that he's kind. His golden eyes and hair, like the sun, were warm looking. His nose was sharp and long. And his smile was harmless and soft. 

Beside the young man was a young lady who shared the same age as Kronos. She was the girl version of the young man except for her sharp expression and the playful smile that she was always wearing. 

Even before Kronos could react, the young lady abruptly dashed towards him and clung into his arms. "Kronos! You're handsome as ever, kyaah!"

Seeing the two familiar people that just arrived, Astian straightened his back and dipped his head before greeting. "Ah, I greet his highness, the crown prince, and her highness, the princess."

The crown prince smiled, "Greetings."

The princess snickered while still clinging to Kronos. "Yahalo!"

"Wh.." Kronos muttered.

What's happening… 

Hearing this, Astian looked at him with a worried look. He should also greet them, but in his curse, how could he greet them in a way that they could not take it as an offensive greeting? "Kronos?"

Regardless of Astian's worries, Kronos could handle the two just fine. If anything, he was annoyed to see their faces, especially the clingy one, and in shock when Astian called them the crown prince and the princess. 

Royals or not, he could not care any less. Because for Kronos, "What the f**k are the two of you doing here, you two piece of shits."

They were nothing but a nightmare. 

"Eh?!?! Kronos?!?!" Astian was agape when he heard him talk to the royals rudely without even batting an eyelid. 

How could he look at them as if they were a bug, especially the princess, as he tried to push her away? Was he treating them that way just because the crown prince was kind? Even so, he could not possibly tolerate such behavior. 

Nevertheless, contrary to his worries, the crown prince instead laughed nonchalantly and tapped Kronos on the back. "Aw dear, that's so harsh of you, man. I missed you. You missed me too, right?"

Kronos was about to speak when the princess scowled and retorted. "What are you saying, brother?! Kronos missed me the most?!"

"Hey-" Kronos tried to cut in. 

However, the crown prince abruptly teased his younger sister with a chuckle and a playful yet soft expression on his face. "Heeh? After pouncing on him when you were in their house, you think Kronos will miss you?"

With that being revealed, the princess and Astian were both agape. 

"Stupid brother!" "Her highness did what?!"

Ah, at times like those, Kronos could not help but to snap. His expression then turned into a dark one as his glare was like that of someone who would anytime kill regardless of the person. His aura also started to get dark that made the princess to back out with a nervous expression on her face. 

Shortly after, Kronos then looked at the crown prince and called him in a cold tone of voice that made the crown prince to flinch. "Eros."

And, of course, the princess. "Agape."

'I'm gonna f*****g kill the two of you.'