Little Priest's Cat Diary

When morning came, the morning light shone on the bed through the skylight, and the boy who had a good night's sleep opened his sleepy eyes.

Mia rubbed her eyes and sat up.

He raised his arms, stretched his waist, turned his head, and saw someone lying beside him who was still deeply asleep.

"puff."

The memory of last night instantly revived in his mind, he couldn't hold it back, he laughed again, and the remaining sleepiness disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After puffing, he quickly held back, and looked at Sardis again to confirm that the other party had not been awakened, and then he was relieved.

Last night, Sardis rolled himself into a ball and refused to come out of the bed. He coaxed him for a long time to no avail, until late at night, he coaxed the drowsiness to strike, and fell asleep without knowing it.

Now that Sardis is sleeping so deeply, he must have tossed and turned in depression last night, and did not fall asleep until midnight.

The pure golden hair was scattered on the snow-white pillow, and half of her handsome face was buried in the soft pillow. Even when she fell asleep, her thin lips were still pursed.

It looks a little aggrieved.

Mia couldn't help laughing again, he wanted to touch the head of this big boy who had been wronged all night, but he held back, after all, it would be troublesome to wake him up accidentally.

He landed lightly and walked outside.

Gently closing the door, he raised his hand to touch his lips as he walked towards the courtyard.

I don't know why, during this period of time, my lips are often dry and have a strange feeling when I get up in the morning, which is not very comfortable.

Is it because the weather is too hot?

It seems that I need to drink more water recently.

Thinking of this, Mia didn't pay attention to her feet. There was a piece of cobblestone protruding from the road under her feet. When he stepped on it, her ankle turned.

A stabbing pain came from his ankle, causing him to tilt involuntarily.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the tree next to him to stand firm, but just as he raised his hand, a hand suddenly stretched out from the sideways and hugged him.

Seeing the familiar strong brown arms in front of her eyes, Mia raised her head and smiled.

"Good morning, Fael."

Compared to Mia's relaxed tone, Faer frowned, with a serious look in his eyes.

His appearance was originally stern, and he had been expressionless all year round. Now when his sword eyebrows were furrowed, he gave people a more stern feeling.

Just as Mia was about to continue speaking, her body lightened suddenly.

"Excuse me for being rude, master."

The black-haired attendant who hugged Mia said so, walked quickly a few steps, and then put Mia on the long stone bench beside her.

Immediately afterwards, Faer leaned over and knelt on the ground with one knee.

He reached out and grabbed Miya's ankle.

"Your foot hurts again?"

"No, it's all right, I just stumbled over it just now..."

Before Mia could finish her words, Faer's ankle was lightly pinched in Faer's hands.

A tingling pain came, and he took a deep breath.

"Phael!"

"Your foot is obviously hurting."

The downcast black-haired attendant said, "Please don't be brave."

Mia looked at the ankle that fell into the hands of her servants and became a hostage.

He bet that if he insisted that it didn't hurt, Faer would definitely pinch it again.

He quickly said with a smile: "I will pay attention to it in the future, Faer, don't be angry."

He could see that Faer was angry.

Although his servant is big and has a cold face all the year round, he is actually very good-tempered, gentle, considerate, and very obedient.

But such a well-behaved attendant will also get angry with him sometimes-basically when he might hurt himself.

For example, now.

It is scary to be angry when a normally gentle person is angry.

Therefore, every time Faer got angry, the master and the servant immediately fell apart.

A well-behaved person immediately becomes Mia.

Fael looked at the ankle held in the palm of his hand.

The young man's ankles were very slender, and his skin was fair, as delicate and beautiful as smooth white porcelain.

There is nothing unsightly about his master.

But now there is a deep scar on this beautiful ankle, which makes people uncomfortable to look at.

The bloody scene on this ankle when His Royal Highness Sardis brought back his master, whose face was so pale that there was almost no blood, came back to Faer's mind not long ago.

He pursed his lips tightly, his dark eyes sunk deeply.

The shadow of black hair scattered in his pupils, and there was something surging in the depths of his eyes.

"Don't worry about me, Faer, my foot injury is much better."

Seeing Faer staring down at his ankles without saying a word, looking at the pitch-black head right in front of his eyes, Mia smiled and stretched out her hand to rub the slightly curly black hair of the other party.

Although the once skinny little attendant has grown much taller than him, and the once tearful appearance has changed into the current unconstrained and cold face—Mia always has a sense of frustration that her own education failed—but, until now , he still touches the other person's head habitually.

He said with a smile: "The doctor said I was lucky. I didn't hurt my muscles and bones, but only a flesh injury, and there will be no hidden dangers."

"..."

Closing his eyes to feel the familiar touch when the fingers caressed the top of his head, Faer let out a breath after being silent for a while.

He raised his head and looked at his master with dark eyes.

He said, "Master, I want to join the army."

Mia was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately smiled.

"Finally figured it out?"

The boy's eyes rolled up with joy.

"I told you a long time ago that you should join the army. With your ability, you will surely become famous."

In such a difficult environment back then, Faer was famous all over the world—although his reputation was not very good, it was really aggrieved for such a proud son of heaven to be a servant by his side.

Therefore, Mia relieved Faer of his slave status very early, and persuaded him to join the army, but Faer was unwilling, and he could not force him.Although I don't know why Faer is suddenly willing to go to the army, Mia is naturally happy that Faer can make this decision.

Finally—the excellent children cultivated by the family can finally be seen by everyone.

"Just figure it out, and I'll help you arrange it as soon as possible."

Faer hummed in a low voice, his eyes fell on Mia's feet again.

He once thought that as long as he was strong enough, he could protect his master well.

But reality gave him a slap in the face.

Just relying on the strength of force is not enough.

The day his master was injured, he was just a bodyguard, and he wasn't even qualified to stand by his side.

Faer clenched his fists, his eyes were as cold as ice.

He never wanted to experience that powerless feeling again.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down the turmoil in his heart. When the black-haired servant raised his head again, he looked at Mia with the usual docile gaze.

He still maintained the posture of kneeling in front of Mia on one knee, and stretched out his hand to Miya.

"Then, please allow me to carry you back..."

Just as Faer's hand was stretched halfway, suddenly a pair of arms stretched out from Mia and hugged Mia.

Mia looked back subconsciously.

The long golden hair fell from his eyes, and the familiar handsome side cheek was close in front of his eyes.

"Sadie? When did you come here?"

Sardis leaned over from behind and embraced Mia, turned his head sideways, and looked at Mia unhappily.

"Why didn't you call me when you woke up?"

"...It doesn't matter that you went to bed late last night, so you can sleep longer?"

It’s okay if Mia doesn’t say anything, but Sardis’s face turned dark when he said that.

But he glanced at Mia's feet, suppressed his temper, and looked at Faer with an unhappy expression.

"You can go, I will send Mia back."

The black-haired attendant, who was still kneeling on one knee, looked at him blankly.

"Whether I should step down, and who will send the master back, should be decided by the master."

"You want to disobey the prince's order?"

"My master is not you."

Sardis narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Faer looked at him blankly.

The eyes of the two collided in the air, as if invisible sparks could be seen exploding in the air.

"Well, it's all here."

A hearty voice sounded, and the brown-haired general Nadia walked over quickly.

His eyes swept over Faer kneeling in front of Mia, Mia sitting on the long stone bench, and Sardis standing behind Mia.

Some rough-natured generals who couldn't understand the current form asked carelessly: "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I have another foot injury."

Mia said, holding out a hand to Nadia.

"You came just in time, please help me back."

Nadia raised her thick eyebrows, then reached out and picked Mia up from the stone bench.

"It's faster to carry you back directly."

He chuckled, hugged Mia and strode forward, walking a long way in just a few steps.

His voice could be heard from far away.

"Little Shaoji, I think you seem to be lighter again. This is not okay. Don't just eat desserts, eat more meat. You have to raise it back before that guy Antiste comes back."

Sardis: "..."

Faer: "..."

The two looked at each other, and then cast their unfriendly eyes on someone in front of them at the same time.

Strange, why do you feel that your back is a little cold?

Nadia, who was talking about letting the boy in his arms eat more meat so that he could grow stronger, was wondering in his heart.

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After talking with Nadia for a long time and sending him away, Mia turned her head to look.

Sardis leaned against the wall with his arms folded and stared at him, his handsome face was somber, and I was unhappy written all over his eyes.

Mia laughed.

"Still angry? You have been angry long enough."

He smiled and said, "I've said that it's not a big deal. It's the first time for everyone, so don't worry about it."

"I'm not mad at that."

Sardis said, "Just now why did you let Nadia hold her back instead of me."

"I just want him to hold me up, I don't want him to..."

"Mia."

Sardis came over.

He pressed one hand on the back of the chair, leaned over, lowered his face, and got very close.

With his posture, Mia, who was sitting on the black wooden chair, was completely enveloped under him.

The gaze that looked down made Mia's heart skip a beat.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered that when Sardis said that sentence to him last night, there was a hint of danger in his eyes that made him inexplicably feel dangerous.

"I don't like this, Mia."

Sardis stared at the boy covered by his shadow.

"I don't like seeing people hugging you."

He stared at Mia without blinking, his eyes were deep, and there was a strange glimmer of light.

He whispered: "Mia, remember, only I can do it, no one else can do it."

After speaking, Sardis patted Mia's head, straightened up, turned and walked out of the room.

"..."

Mia watched Sardis leave.

His heart was beating a little faster.

When he was stared at just now, he had the illusion that he was the prey stared at by a beast.

Sardis's attitude made him more and more uneasy.

Sardis has always attached great importance to him and is attached to him, he knows.

He always felt that it was because Sardis only had himself as a close friend that he could talk to, and they had experienced life and death together, so it was normal for them to be closer.

However, something seems wrong.

To be honest, when Sardis said that sentence last night, he was indeed frightened.

That's why he was so frightened that he slapped that slap without thinking, and even got angry at Sardis directly.

Because he was really panicked at the time, he could only cover up his panic with anger.

Fortunately, Sardis later showed that expression of pure curiosity about the matter, and he was relieved, thinking that he was thinking too much.

But the demeanor of Sardis just now, and the words he said to him...

[I don't need anyone else, I just want you. 】

[I don't like other people holding you, only I can. 】

It seems that something has gradually changed its quality.

It was as if something had crossed the line faintly.

It's as if...

……

No.

no no.

The boy shook his head vigorously.

wrong.

Certainly not like that.

Sardis had such a temper since he was a child, he was willful, domineering and petty, and he didn't like others to touch his things.

Even now that he's grown up, he's still very childish.

He is like a wayward child, he has a lot of exclusive desire for his friend, and he doesn't like to be close to others more than him.

Well, that should be it.

I still think too much.

Thinking of this, Mia felt relieved, lay down on the recliner, and let out a long breath.

Really, I was thinking about some messy things.

If Sardis knew about this, he would have to laugh at him to death.

No, with that guy's narcissistic temperament, he must feel that he has a crush on him again.

Yes, 【again】.

When we met for the first time five years ago, I was forced to be set up by that narcissistic guy as a person who had a crush on him.

He didn't want to do it again now.

Lying comfortably on the recliner, Mia closed her eyes.

He didn't sleep, he just felt so comfortable.

With his eyes closed, he heard footsteps approaching from far away.

He heard the voice of Sardis calling him softly, but he was too lazy to open his eyes, and he was a little embarrassed when he thought about the things he had been thinking about before, so he just continued to close his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

There was a coolness on the slightly tingling ankle, and a cool towel was applied to the skin.

Mia closed her eyes, and her thoughts were a little bit in a trance, and the drowsiness really came up little by little.

He was lying on the soft cushion, with a big hand stroking his forehead, which was warm and comfortable, so he unconsciously rubbed the palm of that hand lightly.

Just when the boy who pretended to be asleep was really drowsy, suddenly, warm breath passed over his cheeks, as if something was approaching his face.

In the next second, something soft fell on his lips.

The tip of his lips was gently sucked and rubbed against him very gently, and something moist licked his lips.

After a while, the touch on the lips disappeared.

The sound of footsteps resounded in the room again, from near to far, and finally disappeared into the room.

The room was silent.

After a long time.

After confirming that the footsteps disappeared far away.

The boy who seemed to be sleeping on the recliner opened his eyes suddenly, and stood up abruptly.

He raised his hand to cover his mouth, his eyes were dull, and his whole face was in a daze.

Just kidding!