The Young master (2)

After a few seconds of hesitation the butler finally spoke,

"Your father.....was worried too! I mean what kind of father wouldn't be, right? Haha...", he nervously laughed as he gave me his answer.

'As I thought'

With this I've likely confirmed my suspicions. The child and his father didn't have a good relationship. 'Hmm.... that means I'll have to act accordingly with his father. Come to think of it, what's my name here? I'd like to ask but that would be a strange question to ask the butler.' I thought.

"Anyways, young master. It would be best if you freshen up. Your breakfast is ready and I'm sure you're hungry. It'd be a waste for the food to get cold", the butler said, seemingly as an effort to change the topic.

'Oh? his manner of speech somewhat changed. Just mentioning the father changed his demeanor.', I thought as my lips almost curved upwards

I nodded in response to his blatant attempt at changing the topic. He left while trying to hide his bitter expression after that.

"Now....I wonder if the kid had some sort of diary. Anything is appreciated as long as I can get some info.", I muttered while looking around.

I quickly checked every corner of the room. After searching desks, in the drawers and many other places, I finally found a diary under the bed.

I quickly skimmed through the contents. It's questionable to read someone else's diary but I couldn't care less as right now I need info.

'Hmm. Dusk Nightmoon. He was about 4 and a half years old. Surprising, He has my first name. He must have been very smart if he was able to write a diary at his age.'

However looks like Dusk didn't write his diary daily. There were gaps from anywhere from a day to a week. After skimming through a lot of the contents, my eyes paused on a certain page. The gap between this entry and last was as long as two months. That's alot of time.

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I miss mother. Why did she leave us? Did I do something? I think Father hates me too. I don't like it. At first he looked sad but he still talked to me. Now He doesn't listen to me and he never looks at me in the eyes. It's like he doesn't care about me anymore. Won't you come back, mother? Please, come back. Then maybe Father will like me again too.

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Reading the content, I came to understand the situation somewhat. Dusk's mother left the family for some reason, which caused his father great pain. At first, he still conversed with his son despite being depressed but later he started avoiding Dusk.

'Doesn't look at his eyes...Ah, I see. Maybe it's because of that.'

Thinking this I inspected the family painting like before. Just as I previously inspected the painting I found that although Dusk had white hair like his father, their eye colors were different. Dusk had dark blue eyes, while his father had dull grey eyes. He might have inherited his hair color from his father but his eye color was likely from his mother.

'Hmm then try the reason might be....'

It's likely that Dusk's eyes remind his father of his mother. Which causes him pain and depending on why she left and if he knows her circumstances, it might even make him feel involuntary resentment. Which is why he avoids his son. At least that's what I theorize.

A sudden knock on my door and a familiar voice disrupted my thoughts.

"Young master? Are you unwell? It's taking you a long time to get ready. Do you need any help?"

"No, I'm fine. Give me a minute.", I replied quickly not wanting the butler to come in and find me with my diary.

'Looks like my info gathering time is over. I should get ready.' I thought, as I went to the rather large wardrobe to get a change of clothes.