Chapter 7: Truly Small-Minded People
From that fact, it’s clear my father had no intention of hiding it from the start, but that doesn’t matter anymore.
Tomorrow, my parents will probably boast endlessly to the attending nobles about how amazing my younger brother is.
After all, it’s a party held specifically to announce that their pride and joy younger brother will formally inherit the Dukedom.
However, my parents and younger brother don’t know.
They don’t know that the more they boast about my younger brother, Douglas, to the attending nobles, the more they tighten the noose around their own necks, paving the way for me to rise up and become the main star.
Indeed, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that tomorrow’s party is for me.
Thinking this, I skip breakfast and prepare to head to the academy.
There’s no need to go out of my way to eat breakfast while looking at the faces of people I despise and enduring their insults; that can end as of yesterday.
Besides, even if I went, I probably wouldn’t be able to stop myself from smirking when I saw my family’s faces.
Furthermore, they should just enjoy their private family time today. Since today will be the last day they can spend like that, anyway.
And so, today like any other day, I head to the academy riding in the Dukedom’s pointlessly luxurious carriage.
It’s in things like this that you can see my parents’ vanity and immense pride seeping through.
They might be fine with mocking me personally, but they probably can’t stand the thought of the Dukedom being mocked through me.
Truly small-minded people.
However, thanks to that, the only ones who dare mock me to my face are my younger brother and his cronies, or my fiancée and her entourage. In that respect, it’s the one single instance where I can think it’s fortunate my parents are such small-minded people.
Other than that, there’s practically nothing.
If there were anything else, perhaps it would be the fact that they brought me into this world?
However, aside from those around my younger brother and fiancée, the other nobles at the academy merely refrain from mocking me to my face. Even those from clearly lower ranks, like baronial or knightly houses, make no effort to hide the fact that they look down on me—it’s blatantly obvious from their usual words and actions.
Even so, compared to my younger brother, my fiancée, and their circles, they don’t do anything directly to me, so it’s far more tolerable.
But, thanks to that, none of my classmates talk to me, allowing me to formulate my plans for the future without any disturbances.
Naturally, my younger brother, Douglas, is in a different class, but I thank God that my fiancée, Liliana, is also in a different grade and therefore a different class.
And so, as I was lost in imagining my brilliant future, undisturbed by anyone, the bell signaling the start of the first period rang out in no time at all.