"Ah… umm… err… no." Javier scratched his cheek and grinned sheepishly.
"Now, now~ Sit next to me~"
Francesca dragged Javier toward the main table.
I wonder what's up with Mother?
I know she's always like this when it comes to me, but today she's being extra pushy.
"M…Mother?" Javier sat down, and Francesca immediately picked up a piece of roast meat with her fingers, holding it toward his mouth.
Javier exhaled softly and took the bite, chewing slowly.
"Yes, honey bun?" Francesca smiled, dabbing his lips with a napkin.
"You… umm… didn't fight with Father, did you?"
"Hmm? No~" Her smile didn't waver.
"Oh… I just thought…"
Francesca's smile widened, but a subtle, terrifying aura shimmer around her as she leaned closer.
"Why would you think something like that, my honey bun~"
"Ah! N..no! I was just asking!" Javier grinned nervously, his shoulders tensing. "I didn't mean anything by it!"
