I Became a Sick Nobleman

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Ruel dozed off for a moment and opened his eyes hastily, out of breath he inhaled Breath, he heard Noah’s voice.

“I was just about to wake you up, Ruel-nim. Ta-da, what do you think?”

“What do you mean?” Ruel rubbed his eyes and glanced down, hearing soft snoring. Leo lay asleep, belly exposed, one paw raised, looking peaceful.

“Just a moment, please wait!” Noah suddenly exclaimed, grabbing a mirror of his height and positioning it in front of Ruel. In the reflection was a familiar face: a still youthful boy sitting there.

“I tied your hair in the way that Cassion-nim usually does.”

“And the clothes?”

“I’ve prepared several outfits from what I brought along.”

Ruel felt content with Noah’s thorough preparations, appreciating the effort put in. Billo has really made someone helpful.

“What about Fran?” Ruel inquired, remembering Fran, who had been beside him before Noah started tending to his hair.

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