By Zephyria 
After assigning tasks to his younger siblings, the eldest son strode over and took the youngest to the bathroom. The butler, who had rushed over late, spoke up hurriedly upon seeing them.
“Ah, we can handle the bath—”
“It’s fine.”
Nathaniel cut the butler off before he could even finish. He then added, glancing back over his shoulder.
“I’ll wash Bliss, so just prepare the clothes for him to change into. Take those other two to the dining room so they can eat right away.”
“Understood.”
The butler gave a short reply and immediately stepped outside. Holding Bliss in one arm, Nathaniel filled the bathtub and adjusted the temperature. Meanwhile, Bliss, seemingly still drowsy, blinked his half-open eyes and rested his head on Nathaniel’s shoulder.
While the tub filled, Nathaniel stripped off the pajamas and, while still holding Bliss, used his free hand to scoop water and sprinkle it alternately on the boy’s feet and back to get him used to the temperature before slowly lowering him into the water. Nathaniel waited for Bliss to let out a wide yawn before speaking.
“Are you okay? Tell me if it’s too hot.”
“Uuung, I’m okay.”
As Bliss nodded, Nathaniel immediately applied detergent to a towel and began scrubbing the child’s body. Feeling the faint scent of pheromones being washed away by the soap, Nathaniel asked,
“How was England? Was it fun?”
At the usual low and calm voice, Bliss blinked as if searching his memories. Lifting Bliss’s arm to wipe his armpit, he asked again.
“Is your marriage partner doing well?”
“Huh?”
Come to think of it, there was something.
Suddenly, Bliss felt strange. He felt as if he had forgotten something important. What was it?
‘Bliss.’
“What is it? Does it tickle?”
It felt as though someone had called his name, but it was immediately drowned out by Nathaniel’s voice. When he looked up, his eldest Hyung was glancing at him from the side. Following the gaze, he saw himself in the mirror with one hand placed over his chest. What was that? Still unable to understand, Bliss tilted his head.
Belatedly, a throbbing sensation flared beneath his palm. Strange. He couldn’t remember. It felt like something very upsetting had happened…
‘Bliss.’
…I don’t know.
Seeing his younger brother merely tilting his head, Nathaniel turned on the showerhead to rinse off the bubbles and said,
“Now, get up. All done. Everyone is probably waiting in the dining room by now, so let’s get dressed and go. You’re hungry, right? You can’t eat anything while you’re manifesting, after all.”
Indeed, the young sibling had grown thin and gaunt. Wrapping him up in a large towel and carrying him out, Nathaniel dressed him in the clothes the butler had prepared and brought a dryer from the bathroom to dry his wet hair. Only after confirming the youngest was perfectly ready did he carry Bliss toward the dining room. As expected, the other siblings were already seated, and Ashley and Koi, who had arrived home in the meantime, were also waiting for him.
“Nathaniel, Bliss.”
Once Bliss was seated, Koi, who was the first to acknowledge them, spoke.
“Thank you, Nathaniel, for washing Bliss.”
“It’s fine, it was nothing.”
After a brief reply, Nathaniel left the room again, saying he would change into fresh clothes since his had gotten wet while washing his brother. Koi watched with a fond expression as the lovely youngest drank his milk and then spoke.
“Bliss, how is your body? Nothing hurts anymore, right?”
At those words, Bliss suddenly recalled the strange experience from earlier. Why had it hurt here? He touched his chest with his hand again, but this time, he felt nothing. After a moment of bewilderment, he answered nonchalantly.
“I’m okay, it doesn’t hurt at all!”
“I see, that’s a relief.”
Smiling, Koi poured plenty of maple syrup over Bliss’s pancakes.
“Waaaaah!”
Bliss cheered loudly, but this time, even Ashley didn’t stop him. Normally, he would have been scolded to maintain dining etiquette, but for some reason today, even Papa was looking at him with a constant smile.
Lots of strange things are happening today.
Bliss felt a sense of wonder, but it didn’t matter. After all, being able to eat plenty of delicious snacks like this was enough.
That day, for the first time in a long while, Bliss spent a more satisfying dinner than ever before with the whole family.
And from that day, ten years passed.
Part 2
1.
The woman glared at herself in the mirror with a fierce expression. Slowly picking up a pencil, she drew a large mole under her nose. Then, she slowly turned her head to look at the screen and vowed.
—I will make that man pay for his sins, no matter what.
“Get revenge!”
Bliss, whose eyes met the woman’s, clenched both fists and shouted.
“Kill him! All the traitors should die! Don’t forgive them, kill them!”
Tadang, tadadang, tang, tadadang!
As he shouted in rage, the drama ended with a grand sound effect. Bliss, who had been watching the screen intently, let out a long breath he had been holding.
“That was so goooood!”
Bliss, who usually loved dramas, felt he couldn’t be satisfied unless he watched every new release. Sitting alone in the small cinema inside the mansion, watching dramas on a large screen while eating popcorn and snacks was one of his favorite daily routines. The drama that just ended was a story broadcast a long time ago, but it was a newly remade version.
“As expected, since the original was good, the remake is wonderful too!”
Excited, Bliss hummed a tune and wiggled his hips. What should he watch next?
He had a preferred genre. It was romance. He especially loved revenge stories involving passionate affairs, and he diligently watched all such content regardless of the country of origin, often staying up all night because of it. The fact that these dramas were usually epic series with over 100 episodes was also a major selling point.
This time, he had intentionally saved up ten episodes of the new drama before starting, but he had run out of them in no time.
It was as fun as I expected.
Bliss nodded in satisfaction. There was only one complaint: only ten episodes had been released so far. Although he already knew the plot, since it was a remake, there were newly added or modified parts, making it feel like a new work. I wonder if there’s a preview for the next episode? Just as he was about to check out of regret, he accidentally pressed the wrong button.
“Oops.”
Unfortunately, it was the time when boring news was airing. Bliss was about to turn off the screen when he paused and frowned. Still, shouldn’t he watch some news to know what’s happening in the world? He felt like he’d become a bit ignorant lately…
After pondering for a moment, he shook his head and thought of something else.
I can learn about the world while watching dramas, can’t I? I actually learn a lot of common sense about the law. Especially laws regarding divorce, damages, fraud…
Even if I watch the news, it’s just boring stories with no useful information. Yeah, it really is a waste of time. Just as Bliss was about to press the button again, an unexpected screen appeared.
—Cassian Strickland, the eldest son of House of Strickland and the current Count of Herringer, has been selected as the number one sexiest bachelor in England this year, achieving the top spot for the 10th consecutive year…
Bliss reflexively stopped moving. On the screen, a sleek, well-proportioned man wearing glasses was walking briskly, ignoring the crowd of reporters surrounding him. …Where have I seen him?
He definitely looked familiar. Not a school friend, not someone he met during volunteer work, then who? Where on earth had he seen him?
“Hmm, hmmm.”
He furrowed his brows deeply and closed his eyes, trying hard to recall, but he couldn’t remember at all. He had definitely seen that smug face.
“Hmm, hmmm.”
With a serious expression, he pressed the remote and watched the next drama.
“Hmm, hmmm… ku-huh…”
He took a nap while pondering.
“Hmm, hmmm.”
He ate snacks while tilting his head in confusion.
“That wicked guy. That one, that one.”
He watched dramas while cursing occasionally, but there was no sign of the memory returning. Eventually, Bliss lay down in bed with his brows heavily furrowed.