(Quick Transmigration) Small Cannon Fodder Has Great Power

The twins seemed to have developed a strong obsession with teasing Gu Yunyun. They would come to block her every few days, and would test her at every turn. Even though they were happy when she guessed correctly, they would always say that she guessed wrong, and then use that as an excuse to pester her.

At first, they tried all sorts of pranks, but gradually it became more like they came to play with her, though they still often teased her playfully.

Vincent returned from the music room, looked around, and asked, "Yunyun isn't here again?"

"Yeah, I went out to play after lunch," Wallis replied without looking up as he fiddled with his gun parts.

Vincent frowned. "It's almost evening, and they're still not back..."

"Oh, by the way, a maid just came by and said that Yunyun was invited to dinner by two young masters," Eileen said. "Don't worry, according to the information we've gathered, those two children are a bit mischievous, but not bad. It's good for Yunyun to have two playmates her own age."

Vincent's brow remained furrowed. He walked to the window and gazed out, his mood rather sour.

Eileen put down what she was doing and walked over to him, looking out at the garden with him. "What's wrong? Something on your mind?"

Vincent sighed, a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and complained with a touch of self-deprecation, "Am I really getting old? Girls really do prefer energetic boys their own age..."

Eileen raised an eyebrow in slight surprise, then laughed heartily, "In the past, it was always the girls who were worried about you. Who would have thought that one day you would be the one frowning over a girl?"

"Don't laugh at me, Eileen..." He rubbed his temples with a wry smile.

"You're so adept at handling other women, you can say sweet things off the cuff, and you seem so affectionate but you've never actually fallen for anyone; how come when you do fall for someone, you act like a clueless kid? To be honest, you're so childish around Yunyun that I can't stand it," Eileen teased. "You're just like a childish kid who likes to bully the girl he likes."

Vincent looked a little embarrassed, but after a moment he abandoned his gentlemanly demeanor as if he had given up. He casually scratched his light brown hair, revealing a bit of his carefree and unruly nature. "Who can blame me when Yunyun is so cute? I just want to tease her when I see her."

Eileen rolled her eyes. "As expected, men are still just as childish no matter how old they get."

"Hey, so you mean I'm getting old?"

"You're Vincent! The dream lover of countless young girls and ladies, can't you be a little more confident?"

He gradually suppressed his carefree smile, leaned against the window and watched the sunset paint the clouds red, a sense of melancholy rising in his eyes.

"...I am a fugitive who has done things like fraud and theft, and I have even killed people. I have nowhere to go and my future is uncertain."

And she… she was a free spirit of the sea, possessing a mysterious charm that beckoned exploration, yet with incredibly clear and insightful eyes. Sometimes I felt as if she could see right through all my pretenses and… my vulnerabilities.

He lowered his eyes and gave a bitter smile. "Letting her return to the sea is the right thing to do. How could I selfishly keep her here? Otherwise, how would I be any different from those people in the underground auction house?"

Eileen was silent for a moment, then suddenly said softly, "Vincent, you haven't really changed. You're still that arrogant yet soft-hearted boy. That dazzling you who trained hard in martial arts, dreaming of becoming the most valiant royal knight, has always been in your heart."

As if recalling something from Eileen's words, he closed his eyes, a bitter smile playing on his lips. "Stop joking, Eileen." He took a deep breath, suppressing his emotions. "It's so late, I'll go find Yunyun and bring her back."

As darkness fell, the last rays of the setting sun were almost disappearing into the horizon. After asking the servants, he walked through the backyard, down the long corridor, and arrived at the rose garden behind the main courtyard.

The gardener had carefully tended the white rose bushes, which bloomed elegantly and proudly. Gu Yunyun and her twins were sitting at a round table in the courtyard, covered with a clean white tablecloth. The table was set with many exquisite dishes, which the chef must have put a lot of thought into.

Gu Yunyun was the only one focused on eating, with her twins sitting on either side of her, resting their chins on their hands and watching her eat, as if the scene was quite amusing.

They would only occasionally touch the beautifully crafted pastries on their plates, and they were quite happy to tease Gu Yunyun from time to time, taking away what she wanted to eat with their forks before she could eat it, which was not in accordance with aristocratic etiquette, and watching her get angry with a smile.

As Vincent watched their familiar playful banter, his already heavy heart felt as if it were being submerged in cold water, so cold that he couldn't help but clench his fingertips.

"Yunyun." At Vincent's soft call, the three of them turned around. He forced a gentle smile. "It's too late, we should go back."

"Oh... okay." Gu Yunyun said goodbye to the two boys. "I'm going back with my brother now. Goodbye."

"Ugh, what a buzzkill." Frank looked rather unhappy.

"Okay, see you tomorrow, Yunyun."

As the twins watched the two nominal siblings walk further and further away, Frank suddenly scoffed, "...That's not the way a brother looks at his sister."

Pulan glanced at him but did not refute him.

On the way back with Gu Yunyun, Vincent couldn't help but ask her, "Do you... really enjoy playing with them?"

"They're alright, they're actually not bad people, just a bit childish. Even now, they still make me guess which brother is which, and even when I guess right, they won't admit it..."

"The two brothers are indeed difficult to tell apart. I heard that even the Viscount and Viscountess have to rely on the special button patterns on their clothes to distinguish them."

"...Huh? Are you kidding me? Are they really the Viscount and Viscountess's biological children?"

Vincent chuckled. "Because they are so similar, practically identical, that it's impossible to tell them apart."

Gu Yunyun frowned. "How could that be? There are obvious differences in voice and facial features..." She suddenly remembered that since arriving in this world and becoming a siren, her senses had become much sharper. Because she had become accustomed to them, she hadn't noticed that the details she could distinguish with her sight and hearing might be difficult for ordinary humans to discern.

"Ah..." she suddenly realized.

In addition to being able to identify twins, she is also more sensitive to other people's emotions because she can more keenly observe other people's micro-expressions and the emotions in their voices.

For example, Vincent seemed inexplicably unhappy right now. Gu Yunyun looked up at him; Vincent's profile was stunningly perfect in the moonlight, carrying a hint of inexplicable melancholy. Gu Yunyun suddenly understood why those girls had given him the nickname "Melancholy Prince."

“This must be because of your siren’s talent,” Vincent suddenly thought. She had already shown the twins that she could recognize the two brothers. Would they let her leave them so easily? What man could resist a girl who was already so charming, and who was also the only one in the world who could easily recognize him and see him as a unique individual?

And what about her? Would she fall for those two boys? Vincent felt a pang of sadness and clenched his fists even tighter.

His health has basically recovered, and perhaps it's time to arrange for him to leave the Viscount's mansion as soon as possible.

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In the following days, the Viscountess would still call Vincent over to ask him for piano lessons.

On this day, however, the Viscountess looked haggard, with what appeared to be some bruises on her face, which even thick foundation couldn't cover up.

“Vincent, you’ve arrived,” the Viscountess said, her every move exuding a mature charm, her slight melancholy in her eyes captivating. “Sit down and talk to me.”

“…Yes, madam.” Vincent did not sit with her on the double sofa, but instead sat on the single sofa to the side.

Vincent remained as polite as ever, unmoved by her various hints over the past few days. The Viscountess was somewhat annoyed, but she held back.

"Do you think I look ridiculous?" He turned his head slightly, tucking a stray hair behind his ear, seemingly embarrassed by the scars on his face, but intentionally or unintentionally making the bruises more obvious in front of him.

"How could that be, Madam? I am only indignant that you have been harmed." But he didn't ask who had done it. In this Viscount's mansion, who else besides the Viscount would dare to harm her?

The Viscountess lowered her eyes slightly and began to weep plaintively. Vincent was a good listener, occasionally offering gentle words of comfort.

The beautiful woman seemed to have a strong urge to confide in him, and talked for quite a while before starting to talk about other things, as if she was determined to stay with him a little longer.

But Vincent felt uneasy. Although he knew that the Viscountess might be acting strangely today because she was injured and wanted comfort, his intuition told him that something was amiss, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it, so he couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

The Viscountess, who had been observing him closely, noticed that he wasn't paying full attention to her, and her eyes darkened with displeasure. She lowered her hand, which had been delicately covering her lips with a silk handkerchief, and slowly withdrew her alluring and pitiful demeanor.

"Speaking of which, I recently discovered something interesting."

"Oh?"

“I happened to discover that my two sons’ trustee was investigating something, so I asked the trustee out of curiosity.” Seeing that Vincent was finally looking at her seriously, she was finally somewhat satisfied. “It turns out that they actually suspect that you and that girl… who is supposedly your sister, are not siblings.”

Vincent's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show it on his face. "Madam is too kind." It seems that he has been careless lately because of Yunyun's distraction.

"But the investigation results don't seem to be what you said." She stood up, gracefully walked to his side, and ambiguously placed her hand on his shoulder. "No wonder I couldn't stand that girl no matter how I looked at her, you were so intimate with her... Is she your woman?"

Vincent stood up, dodging her hand. "What exactly is Madam trying to say?"

The noblewoman's face also turned cold. "I not only found out that you are not siblings, but I also found out that Duchess Blaise and the underworld are after you. I can forgive your deception and protect you, but you should at least show some sincerity." She placed her hand on Vincent's shoulder and stroked it ambiguously.

Vincent understood what she meant. After all, it was common for noble couples to have their own affairs; the viscount had many lovers, and so did the viscountess.

"Moreover, as an explanation to me, and to appease my husband, your little mistress should be offered to the Viscount."

"what?"

“Oh right, I forgot to tell you,” the lady said as if she had just remembered, “by now, they’ve probably already succeeded.”