Volume 1 Chapter 2: Thank You, Young Master

Something is definitely wrong with the young master. May’s beliefs became certain. Keith’s actions these last couple of days were odd. He kept shaking his head in front of her. Inside the crib, he was moving around! It wasn’t a normal movement.

The only way to describe him was a mini tornado! He rolled around so much that May had to wrap him up with the blanket. Although, that was not what made May confused.

Why does he keep looking at me like that?

Keith kept staring at her. Her heart felt weird as she stared back. While thinking about what Keith wanted, May cleaned the room. As she thought about Keith,

Crack!

May looked down to see a broken vase!

Oh no!

What should I do next? Keith looked peeved as he lay in his crib, planning his next move. But there was nothing he could do.

He tried to act cute in front of May, trying to make her smile. But what he got was the blanket burrito. He was stuck there, not being able to do anything.

I can’t give up! Keith wasn’t going to let this happen. If he did, he would be stuck here all bored! He tried to get out of the blanket burrito. As he tried to wiggle out,

“What are you doing? How could you break such an expensive vase?!”

Eh? Keith tilted his head to see Gloria scolding May. On the floor was a broken vase. It seemed May knocked it down while she was on cleaning duty.

“Do you understand that vase is something the previous head bought?” Gloria was livid. May stared down at the ground.

It was only a mistake. Keith thought. But he realized.

Idea!

“Wahhh! Wahh!” Gloria and May turned their heads to the crib.

Gloria sighed, “The young master is crying. See to him. We’ll discuss your punishment later.”

“Understood.” Gloria left the room in a huff. May walked towards Keith’s crib, ready to soothe him. When she was prepared to hold him, May blinked a few times.

Eh? What she saw was a smiling Keith. His crying was nowhere to be seen.

“Ee! Ee!” Keith laughed as he stared at her.

“...Were you faking it?”

“Ay! Ay!” The only words that came out of Keith’s mouth were babbles. But that caused May to be even more stunned. She didn’t know what to say to him.

Did the young master do it by coincidence, or was it planned?

Either way, he stopped Gloria from scolding her. A small smile formed on her face as she stroked his little head.

“Thank you, Young Master.”

Yes! You finally smiled! Keith’s smile bloomed even more as he stared at May. May couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle.

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“The young master is strange.”

“Abbu! Abbu!” How could you call the young master strange?! He tried to move around again. May noticed that. She picked him up and unwrapped his body from the blanket burrito.

“There, there, Young Master. You want to move, right?”

“Abba!” A cute cry came from Keith’s mouth.

“Young Master, you can’t pinch my face like.” A giggle came out of May’s mouth as she saw Keith’s hands going for her cheeks. He tried to pinch them, but it was only ticklish. That caused her expression to soften even more.

“Abba!” Keith pointed at a ball. May knew what he wanted to do.

“We can play a bit. But you also have to take a nap.” Babies need their sleep to grow up.

“Ah!” Okay! Keith didn’t mind that. Like that, the two started to play. They kept doing that till Keith started to yawn. Seeing this, May picked Keith up and placed him into his crib.

“Nam.” As Keith slept, he started to munch on his pillow. May giggled more. The young master is too strange. But it was a strange that wasn’t bad.

These next few days have been different.

“Abba!” Keith moved his hands in the air. May wiggled her finger, “Young Master, you can’t have that. It’s too dangerous for you.” His eyes were locked on a glass cup. But it was too big for his hands.

“Ba!” That’s why I need to practice. Keith couldn’t put any strength in his throws when he played with May. Frankly, it was embarrassing. That was why he needed to train his grip strength!

“Try something smaller first before you hold something big.” May handed him a small ball. That caused Keith to frown. I have been using that. I’m a pro with it! As Keith wanted to say more, May’s expression changed.

What’s the matter? Keith tilted his head.

May quickly got up and bowed, “Marchioness.”

Mother! A smile beamed on Keith’s face as he saw her enter. She was still beautiful from the first time he saw her.

It was rare for her to come to his room.

Keith’s mother, Sophia, would come a couple of times to his room to feed him. Usually, the maids bottle-fed him.

Sophia calmly fed Keith. It was a few minutes before she burped Keith. That was it. Sophia got up, ready to leave. The child’s expression turned blank before the unthinkable happened.

He started to cry!

Sophia stopped moving. Turning to May, “May, stop him from crying.” This order was the usual. It was more so since May had gotten closer to Keith.

May nodded and picked Keith up, trying to soothe him. But that caused Keith to cry even louder!

May was stunned, but then she realized why he was crying, “Madam, I think the young master wishes to be with you.” The way he stared at Sophia made it apparent.

“Huh?” That caused Sophia to freeze. She turned and stared at her son, who was still crying. It was only a few seconds before Sophia walked up. She took him out of May’s hand.

When she did, Keith’s crying expression became happy as he stared at Sophia.

That caused Sophia to be silent. Well, she was quiet before. She continued to hold onto Keith. For Keith, he only wanted to be with her more.

His mother disappeared too soon in his previous life. That was why he wanted to spend time with them as much as possible.

“Madam, please sit here.” May push a chair for Sophia to sit down. She did just that. It was a strange sight to behold. The maids didn’t bother them as they watched from the sideline.

Mother! Look what I can do! Keith started to move his hands, trying to get Sophia’s attention. It was adorable. However, Sophia continued to have an odd look.

It was a few minutes before a maid entered the room, “Madam, you have an appointment.”

“Yes.” Sophia got up from the chair and handed Keith back to May. When she did that, Keith frowned. He wanted to spend more time with her. Although, he understood. His mother was still the wife of the Marquis. She had responsibilities.

“Aggha Agha!” Sophia stared at her son, wondering what he was doing with his hand. As the translator, May explained,

“The young master wishes you a good day.”

“You can understand him?”

May shook her head, “Only a bit. The young master’s use of gestures makes it easy to understand.”

“Aga!” Keith’s smile was brighter! Well said, May! She was the only one who understood what he was saying right now. Well, she understood a fair amount compared to others.

There were times when she misinterpreted what he wanted to convey.

“I see.” Sophia didn’t question as she left the room. Keith raised up his arms and tried to pat May’s head. But what he patted instead was her face.

“Are you trying to thank me, Young Master?”

“Aba! Aba!” Keith nodded slowly. That caused May to shake her head,

“No need to thank me, Young Master. Please take a nap.” May placed Keith down on the bed. It was already past his nap time.