Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

"Yars, what are you thinking about?"

A tall figure walked towards them.

Ars looked up and saw it was his father.

"Dad... I think Lulia hates me."

Rudius paused for a moment after hearing this, then chuckled and sat down next to Jars, patting him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, Lylia doesn't dislike you, she's just a little jealous."

"Jealous?"

Ars tilted his head, not quite understanding the meaning of the word.

"Hmm... how should I put it?"

Rudius pondered for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Like every time Miss Seven Stars comes to our house, Hilfi is always exceptionally diligent, running around taking care of everything. Is that the feeling?"

"I see."

Ars suddenly understood.

Side Story: The Tale of Ars (13)

"Lulya?"

"Ahem, well... there's something I didn't quite explain during the day, could you open the door for me?"

Ars stood in front of Luria's room.

"..."

There was no sound coming from inside the door.

It was as if there was no one in the room at all.

Ars sighed inwardly, noticing several small heads peeking out from the stairwell and staring in their direction, which left him speechless.

He couldn't rely on his younger siblings at all; they just watched the show.

I can only rely on myself now.

"Lullia, don't you want to hear my bedtime story?" Jars said.

"..."

Still no sound.

"Sigh, it looks like Lulia is already asleep."

Ars muttered to himself, "Let's talk about it tomorrow then..."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the stairs.

Before he could even reach the stairs, the door to the room behind him suddenly opened.

With a stern face, Lulia hid half her body behind the door, glaring angrily at Ars.

Ars smiled, picked up Lulia, and carried her into the house.

"Still angry?" Jars said with a smile.

"Humph!"

Luria turned her head away angrily.

"Who told my brother to be unfaithful outside!"

"I already said we're just friends exchanging sword techniques..."

"I don't care! As long as my brother can't mess around with random women outside!"

Luria waved her hands and feet vigorously, clearly showing that she was very angry.

But actually, she's still quite cute.

"How could that be? I'm going to learn swordsmanship. If I get into any trouble, my parents won't let me off easily," Yars said with a smile.

"Really?"

"It's absolutely true."

"Hmph, then I'll believe you this once."

Luria pouted, still looking a little unhappy.

Ars smiled and ruffled Lulia's hair, then gently kissed her forehead. "Go take a shower."

"Ah."

……

After taking a shower, the two moved to the bedroom.

It was three hours later that I finally managed to lull Lyria to sleep by telling her fairy tales.

Ars carefully covered Lulia with the blanket, then tiptoed out of the room and headed towards his father's study.

"Boom boom boom——"

"come in."

Ars pushed open the door and saw his father, Rudius, sitting at his desk, smiling and waiting for him.

"Dad, I'm sorry, Luria kept bothering me," Yass said apologetically.

“You don’t need to apologize, Yals. Family should always come first.”

Rudius beckoned for Jars to sit down.

Ars obediently went over.

"Is life in the capital relatively easy?" Rudius asked.

"Ok!"

Ars nodded emphatically: "Although learning swordsmanship is a bit tiring, I can persevere."

"How is Leda?"

"She... seems to have some health issues, so she doesn't guide me very often, but the advice she does offer is always very helpful."

“Is that so?” Rudius nodded.

He didn't have much to say about swordsmanship, and Alice probably had many considerations to make, so it was best to leave it to her.

However, when it comes to specific issues related to children's lives, he felt that he should still offer suggestions.

"If you feel very tired, you should adjust your schedule from time to time. The best approach is to persevere."

Rudius offered a few more gentle reminders, which Jars listened to patiently.

Shifting the subject, Rudius asked, "Did you make any friends over there?"

"Hmm... I guess we could call each other friends."

Ars scratched his head.

"Could it be a girl?" Rudeus narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It...it has nothing to do with this, right?"

"I'm a little embarrassed," Yars said.

Rudius blinked and said, "Don't be so reserved. It's just the two of us here, so it's fine to chat about men's topics."

Ars argued, "No, we really just exchanged sword techniques, and then... chatted occasionally. Nothing else happened."

Rudius smiled slightly.

Only ghosts believe you.

As a man of the Grellat family, especially a descendant of Paul, Rudius firmly believed one thing.

—Yars' face has an amazing charm that is incredibly attractive to girls.

Objectively speaking, my face played a significant role in my ability to get together with Sylphie, Alice, and Loki. If I were an ugly monster with a face full of pockmarks, I'm afraid my first impression would be terrible.

"Yars, you'd better listen carefully to what I'm about to say."

"Yes……"

Ars's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing Rudius's serious expression, he subconsciously sat up straight.

"Dad, please speak."

"Ah."

Rudius stroked his chin, pondering for a moment.

"What I want to say is that, as a child of the Grerat family, there is something you must pay attention to."

"what's up?"

"Things related to male-female relationships."

"Men and women... huh?"

The words that Yars wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

He was dumbfounded, staring blankly at Rudius.

The latter reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying seriously, "As a man of the Grerat family, it's quite normal to accidentally marry a few wives. But if you can't manage the relationships between husband and wife, it can lead to serious consequences."

Ars was initially speechless, but then realized that his father was really talking to him seriously.

He thought for a moment and then asked, "What exactly is it like?"

"If you want to talk about it, you should take yourself as the benchmark, maintain good relationships between everyone in the family, and not let anyone feel wronged, nor let anyone become too proud or arrogant."