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I Became the Wife of the Monstrous Crown Prince-Chapter 175: Side Story 6
Side Story 6 – Blake has become smaller (6)
TL: Zimming
Breaking away from the pressure to speak clearly in front of Josh, Blake told everything comfortably. Thanks to this, his pronunciation became worse.
“I’m swo ashamed of myself.”
He stomped and sigh, then the voice of a young man was heard from behind him.
“Ah, cute…”
Blake was startled and looked back at the sound.
“Who awe you!”
Edon and Jayden, who were hiding and watching Blake, walked out.
“Have you heawd evewything?” (Have you heard everything?)
The two nodded at Blake’s question. At that moment, Blake’s face flushed red.
***
“Huwaa!”
“Blake!”
When I heard that Blake was crying, I hurried downstairs.
“Anthia!”
Then the crying Blake came into my arms.
“Blake, why are you crying? What’s going on?”
“The two men swanderes me.” (The two men slandered me.)
Blake said while crying sadly. I could barely understand what he said.
“What’s going on?”
I asked Edon and Jayden who were standing next to me.
“That…”
The two men took a look at Blake. Is it difficult to explain?
“Blake, let’s go into the room first.”
I sent the crying Blake to the bedroom and heard from the two.
“So you were watching Blake in the stable, and you said he was cute?”
“Yes, only that.”
Edon glanced at Jayden.
Then he lowered his head.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t understand why the people made a fuss about him at first, but I kept looking at him and I thought he’s so cute.”
“Don’t make excuses! I was barely holding it in but you said it out loud first!”
Edon being angry now seems a little weird….
Anyway, it was fortunate that nothing important happened.
“But did you see Blake talking to Josh alone? You should have called me if that happened!”
I didn’t know he was complaining to a horse after leaving angrily. How cute was he? If Jayden couldn’t stand it and said he was cute, he would have been really cute.
“I want to see Blake’s cute side too!”
“…Is that a problem?”
Jayden was rather absurd. But this was a very important problem.
“If that happens in the future, make sure to call me!”
***
I made a personal request to them and went back to the bedroom.
Whatever the reason, Blake was crying and I couldn’t leave him alone.
As I entered the room, I saw a bulging blanket instead of Blake.
“Sniff, sniff…”
Blake was crying sadly with his blanket over him.
Every time he sobbed, the blanket went up and down a little.
It was heartbreaking to see that little body crying. Even if the reason is only because he was embarrassed to be caught complaining to the horse.
“Blake.”
His body trembled when I grabbed the blanket.
“Dwon’t.”
“Huh?”
“I’ll be alone.”
“Well, should I go out?”
“Hiing.”
Blake whined when I said that. I think he didn’t want me to go out.
I smiled and tried to take off his blanket. Blake then grabbed the blanket to his side.
But his little finger didn’t have any strength, so it came off so easily.
“I twold you not to! But you took it off!”
Blake then protested.
His habit of omitting vague sentences started again…
But seeing the tears dripping from his big eyes, it seems like he didn’t say it unintentionally.
I just wanted to hug him.
“Blake, why are you crying?”
I hugged him and asked.
“They’ve swendered me.” (They’ve slandered me.)
“It’s unintentional, it’s because you’re cute.”
I tried to comfort him, but Blake burst into tears.
“Huwaa!”
“Why are you crying?”
“I dwon’t want to be cute to Anthia.” (I don’t want to be cute to Ancia.)
It’s even more cuter to cry after saying that.
But I desperately held back the smile on my lips.
“You’re a crybaby.”
“I’m not.”
“You are.”
“No, it’s bwecause of Baekhan.”
“Yes, yes okay. My husband is not a crybaby.”
I patted Blake’s back. Then Blake looked up at me.
“I’m Anthia’s husband right?”
“Of course, my husband is Blake.”
I tapped Blake’s chubby cheeks.
“Hehehe.”
Then, he smiled as if he had never cried. He’s really like a child…
“Are you upset today?”
“Yes…”
He nodded his head.
“I’m sorry. I was too excited to see you when you’re young, so I teased you a lot.”
“Do ywo like me getting smawwer? Does Anthia want me to stay smaw? You don’t like big ones?” (Do you like me getting smaller? Does Ancia want me to stay small? You don’t like big ones?)
Blake’s expression quickly became sad.
“Why do you think so?”
“Anthia likes cute things.”
I said I like cute things when we were young, but did he still have that in mind?
He must have thought that I like the cute Blake more than the grown up Blake, so every time I said that he was cute, he must have a hard time.
I smiled and hugged Blake tightly.
“That’s not it, I like Blake no matter what you look like.”
“M, me?”
“I like my husband very much. I like you whether you’re cute or cool.”
“Ah…”
His face flushed red. His eyes are puffy from crying and his cheeks are red, so he looks like a ripe apple.
“And I haven’t seen Blake when you were this young. I know everything about you, but I want to see it with my own eyes.”
I want to know everything about Blake.
It was an unexpected situation, but I was happy to see Blake when he was very young.
I swept his hair gently. Then Blake smiled.
I guess this is a complete relief.
“Me too! I want to see Anthia when you wewe young!”
(Me too! I want to see Ancia when you were young!)
Umm…if I was the one younger…
“Bwaike! Bwaike!”
“Haha, Ancia, you can’t even pronounce your husband’s name?”
It was noticeable that my tongue will be shorter and I couldn’t even say “Blake” properly, I will be teased by my groom.
Oh, no. I hate it.
It was terrible just imagining it.
“I’m not going to change. I won’t make Baekhan angry, I’ll also apologize right away.”
I quickly kissed Blake on the cheek and gave him a necklace.
“Oh! My ring!”
He smiled broadly at the wedding ring hung on the necklace.
“Did you do it fow me?”
“Yes, you should have your wedding ring as well.”
“Thank you wife!”
Blake looked at the ring and was as happy as a child. No, he’s a real child.
“Anthia, I love you!”
Blake clasped my hand with his small ones. I gave him a big hug.
It was a night of tears and laughter.
***
“Your Highness, you are wonderful!”
“You look so majestic while you’re walking.”
When the news broke that Blake cried last night, the knights were anxious to appease their little master.
They began praising Blake’s every move in the morning.
While he was walking with his short legs, Blake glared at them.
Then the knights quickly fired the next compliment.
“Your eyes look so magnificent too!”
Unlike their words, however, their expression was like an uncle who thought the child was so cute.
“Don’t.”
“We really mean it though…”
“Just say that I’m cute.”
“N, no!”
The knights shook their heads in a hurry. Everyone was told that he shed tears after hearing that he was cute.
They were also told so by Edon. He said, ‘It is forbidden to say that he is cute for the month.’
“Your Highness is very wonderful!”
“Yes! Indeed!”
“Enough, you can be honest with me. What am I syupposed to do fow being cute?” (Enough, you can be honest with me. What am I supposed to do for being cute?)
Blake said as if he was annoyed.
He was worried about this when he was younger.
Does my wife like cute people? What if she doesn’t like me when I grew older?
There were also cute men even though they are an adult, but not Blake.
What if she doesn’t like him who has changed so much?
He kept feeling depressed thinking about it, but he was worried for nothing.
Blake grinned as he looked at the ring necklace Ancia had hung on his neck.
His wife said she loves him no matter how his appearance is. She’s just happy to see him.
If Ancia had become younger, he would have felt the same way.
So it didn’t matter now.
He wasn’t interested in any other person than Ancia anyway.
“Can I really say you’re cute?”
“Whatevew.” (Whatever.)
The knights cheered when they received their master’s consent. And they hugged Blake.
“So cute!”
“You look so cute when you walk!”
“You’re so cite while talking too!”
“Let go! I dwidn’t tell you to hug me!”
Blake, who was hugged by the knights, shouted. The knights put Blake down, but in the meantime, there was constant praise for his cuteness.
Blake regretted allowing it, but it was too late.