The Breast Milk Thief

As the morning, which had been practically a disaster, passed, lunchtime arrived.

Ding-dong—the doorbell rang, and someone arrived at the mansion.

“I hope everyone is having a pleasant day.”

“Felix?”

“Ah, Lady Ria. It’s been a while.”

“Uh… yeah.”

The visitor was Felix, Roxanna’s fiancé.

Fortunately, since boys mature later than girls, Felix was still slightly shorter than me.

Even so, seeing how noticeably sturdier his build had become, I figured it wouldn’t be long before he grew taller than me.

“Roxanna had business to attend to today, so I came in her stead to report on the progress of the search for the heretics.”...