After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

Scott thought in his mind: It seems that in my setting, Ivan is a tall boy with silver hair and red eyes, and his appearance can be rated 90 points...

"Ok??"

At this moment, Scott's eyes somehow fell on a silver-haired young man.

"Eh??"

(This is not a still image)

At the dining table just a few steps away from Scott, Ivan was sitting there wearing a jacket that matched calamus and gray and white.

Ivan exudes an elegant temperament, which can never be compared with the nickname "Mr. Susha".

The pure white and smooth silver hair hung down naturally, and the hair at the back of the head was tied into a strand and gently placed behind the clothes and hat.

When Scott looked at him, he was lowering his head and putting an egg tart into his mouth.

Coupled with the clean-shaven face, beautiful long white eyelashes, and jewel-like red eyes - it is really a perfect match between delicious food and beautiful women.

Hey, hey, hey!

Scott realized something was wrong:

Silver hair and red eyes, could this handsome guy be Ivan? No... How could such a handsome man appear in my novel? !

"Although I said I wanted to see you sooner, this isn't the right time!!"

...

Scott was standing a little far away, and Ivan didn't look up or notice him.

In fact, Scott was a bit conflicted:

Am I not very opposed to military marriages...?

"But if you really tell me that this handsome man is Ivan...it seems that it wouldn't be a bad thing to let such a man become my husband.

He is so beautiful... I actually have such a beauty in my writing...?"

Don't alert the enemy.

Scott thought about it and walked over: Just pretend you don't know him.

"Excuse me," a familiar voice came into Ivan's (Jiaming) ears, and Ivan looked up...

Ivan almost shouted:

"(Inner thoughts) Eh?! Why is Scott here? Didn't he say he would come tonight?"

(Equally surprised)

At this time, the system (reader end) quickly pops up a window:

“Ivan has never met Scott!

Host, you are still wearing Ivan's skin, you must maintain your cool personality so that you won't be scared by him!"

Ivan was helpless - I know, do I need you to tell me?!

(Story continues)

"I can't find any empty seats. Yours is the only one left,"

Scott turned his gaze to the chair opposite Ivan, looked at Ivan and asked, "Can I sit here?"

Although it looked like nothing happened, Scott couldn't take his eyes off Ivan:

Wow handsome guy~

Although I am not a lustful person, as a woman, the handsome man in front of me just happens to meet the aesthetic standards of women. Even though I am not interested in handsome men, I think he looks good...

These slightly crazy thoughts only lasted for 1 second in Scott's (Stella) mind. He quickly calmed down:

Stella had never seen many people who were as good-looking as her male body before today. But now she saw one——

"Why do I have such a character in my writing?!"

Ivan noticed Scott's scrutiny and mistakenly thought he was looking for trouble.

"sit down."

Ivan closed his eyes and nodded slightly, while supporting his chin with his left hand and taking the opportunity to lower his head.

"Why are you still looking at me..."

His mind raced, trying to find a more reasonable way to expose Scott's identity.

"Thank you."

Scott first placed the tray on the dining table opposite Ivan, then took the hilt of the sword in his left hand, straightened it slightly, and then sat down.

As Scott grasped the hilt, Ivan noticed the black rubber ring around the hilt - the symbol of Black Impes.

(Similarly, Eric's dagger also has a black rubber ring on the handle)

"We're saved..." Ivan breathed a sigh of relief.

As Scott adjusted the direction of the sword, Ivan pushed his long silver bangs behind his ears.

At this moment, Scott glanced and saw a black cross earring on Ivan's left ear (a prop used to maintain the mask's black magic). It was small and cute, and very conspicuous against the silver hair.

An average girl might think "Ivan looks so cool wearing earrings", but Scott (Stella) really wasn't interested.

"Those who wear earrings are warriors..." Scott still maintained his original idea.

After Scott sat down, the two of them lowered their heads and ate their meals. In fact, they were thinking about how to start the conversation.

After a moment of silence, Scott decided to strike first:

Instead of being mysterious, it is better to make things clear all at once.

If it weren't for this military marriage, I wouldn't have bothered to get to know him!

Fortunately, he found out that Ivan's left hand was cursed by a black dragon, which was consistent with the setting of the original work.

After hearing the news, Scott had an idea -

"In Evan's setting, he can use puppetry and black magic. And Eve is good at machinery and so on.

If this is really the setting of the main body and the puppet, then Ivan hiding behind the scenes is the leader. "

Scott coughed twice and asked tentatively:

"Silver hair and red eyes full of contradictions, and a left hand cursed by a black dragon. You are the younger brother of the Esther siblings, Ivan Esther, right?"

Ivan looked at his left hand holding the cup:

"Hee. It turned out that this hand betrayed my identity."

He closed his eyes and smiled:

"Yes."

Ivan took a satisfied bite of the egg tart and continued,

"Mr. Scott Impes. Nice to meet you. Please take care of me."

Ivan also recognized Scott's identity. It can be seen that he is hostile to Scott.

Scott's hand, scooping the pudding, was suspended in the air.

"How did you know my identity?"

Ivan held the half-eaten egg tart in his right hand and said calmly:

"I have never seen you before, but I noticed that the rubber ring that symbolizes Black Imperius is tied to the hilt of your sword. Do you still expect me to pretend that I don't know you?"

"You have excellent eyesight." Scott smiled awkwardly.

Ivan closed his eyes and hummed:

"By the way, let's talk about work in the evening. After all, it was you who said we would officially meet in the evening."

Work matters?

Scott was a little confused: Wasn't it my sister Eve who had contact with the internal affairs of the magic tower? How come Ivan knew my schedule so well?

Even if it was a ghostwriter, it would not be possible...

In order not to alert the enemy, Scott quickly replied:

"Oh, yes. I have received the acceptance letter you wrote for me. I have been very busy recently and it is my fault that I have only just arrived now."

Scott deliberately emphasized the word "ghostwriting". I wonder if Ivan noticed it?

"fine,"

Ivan smiled, lowered his head and poured hot tea into his small teacup, but suddenly said,

"I heard from Stella that you just returned from the battlefield recently. You have been under great mental stress for a long time. Are you feeling better now?"

Scott scored twice and was confused again:

How...does he know so much about my (Stella) contact with Eve?