Quick Transmigration: Homewrecker System!

"Young Master Jean, don't forget breakfast with His Highness Archduke tomorrow morning."

Little Jean thought he had misheard that. He blinked few times and asked the head maid, "Big brother wants Jean to eat breakfast with him?"

"Yes, Young Master Jean," the head maid replied. "Sleep well. If you need anything, the guards outside will be ready for all of your needs. Please excuse me."

The head maid left Little Jean's room, and then Pupa materialized again, "Maybe Maximillien isn't as bad as you think he is," Pupa said. "This looks more like compensation for you because he kicked you before."

"'¦ Hmph!"Â

Yunyu tucked himself inside the big blanket and closed his eyes, he still disliked Maximillien for kicking his small body, but at least he had a good intention to compensate for what he did.Â

Pupa tried to persuade Yunyu again, "You can use this to your advantage. You can guilt-trip him until his Fatemeter reaches 100%."Â

'¦

"Why do you need to insist this to me, Pupa? You know that I don't like someone who hurt a child," Yunyu asked.Â

"I just feel like it," Pupa said.Â

But it wasn't the truth, of course. It was, in fact, because Father Admin told Pupa about it and asked Yunyu to learn how to forgive his past and not repeating the same mistake that Yunyu did in the previous life.Â

Although Pupa also didn't understand what Father Admin was saying, it still continued its duty.Â

Apparently, Yunyu's abusive father also affected his future in the previous life, whatever that previous life was since Pupa also had no memory about it.Â

When it turned back into Pupa after regressed as Larva, Pupa had lost all Larva's memory again, as if Father Admin intentionally locked its memory as Larva.Â

"I don't like abuser'¦ I don't like someone who hurt little kids," Yunyu said while he was tucked inside the blanket. He cowered inside, feeling every single beating that his father did to him when he was younger.Â

"I don't want that'¦."Â

**

In the morning, the maids came again and then dressed the Young Master, who was still sleepy.Â

After it was done, the head maid was about to carry Little Jean on her arm and escorted him to the dining room to meet Young Archduke Maximillien.Â

But Little Jean refused and said, "Jean can walk! It's okay!"Â

Little Jean walked by himself to the dining room, where Maximillien was sitting on his usual seat, but he hadn't touched his food because he was waiting for Little Jean to come.Â

Little Jean looked scared as he approached his Big brother, but he walked towards Maximillien slowly. He then sat on the floor beside Maximillien's seat.

"Jean is here, Big brother'¦."Â

Maximillien stared at Little Jean, who sat on the floor obediently. It must've been his habit of eating on the floor that made him like this. He didn't even question why couldn't he eat at the same table with his Big brother.Â

He just obediently followed the instruction.Â

Maximillien glanced at his butler, and the butler understood what the Duke wanted. Thus, he grabbed Little Jean and sat him on the chair right in front of Young Duke.Â

"R'”Release me!" Little Jean struggled, and when he sat on the chair, his face paled and jumped out again.Â

He sat on the ground again, and his lips trembled as he wanted to apologize, "B'”Big brother, it's not Jean's fault! Jean doesn't want to sit there! Jean is a good boy!"

[Pupa: Ding! Maximillien Eau Saumont's Fatemeter increases to 5%.]

Maximillien was hurt when he heard how desperate Little Jean was. He sighed and then grabbed Little Jean's body and lifted Jean to the chair.Â

"You sit there. You're also Young Master in this palace," Maximillien said.

"But'¦ Little Jean is not'”"

"Just eat now," Maximillien said.Â

Little Jean was unsure of what happened with his Big brother, but when he was served the same food that his Big brother had, Little Jean couldn't help but asking, "Big brother, why do we have the same food?"

"Because you have the same right as me," Maximillien replied while he sipped his morning tea, a habit before he ate.Â

Little Jean gazed at his Big brother, "But you said I deserve to sit on the floor'¦."

"Urk!" Maximillien choked on his morning tea. He wiped his lips and tried to think of a way to make amends with the oblivious Little Jean. He didn't want to be called the evil big brother when Little Jean grew up later.

It was better to shape Little Jean when he was still young, so he wouldn't grow to hate his big brother in the future.

Not that Maximillien needed Little Jean's help, he just felt it was wrong to separate himself from Little Jean with so much animosity.

'That's right, I don't really see him as someone close to me, let alone my brother. I will just throw him away after he reached the mature age of eighteen. That's what dad wrote in his last will, to take care of Little Jean until he is eighteen years old and can fend off for himself.'

'I will just throw him away to work on some factory or something,' Maximillien thought.Â

[Hmmm'¦ it looks weird, Pupa.]

[Pupa: What's weird?]

[Maximillien looked so concerned about me, but he only has 5% Fatemeter in him. I feel like he should have at least twenty percent. Does this mean all he did to me right now is all act?]

[Pupa: Not sure either, but if it does, then Maximillien is a great actor.]

Little Jean ate with his big brother. He followed what his big brother did: drinking warm tea, eating the beans first before eating the bread, et cetera.Â

Maximillien realized this and chuckled, "Why are you following me? Just eat whatever how you want it."

"Un'¦ Jean wants to be like Big brother. So, Jean will follow Big brother!"Â

Maximillien chuckled and finished his breakfast.Â

Little Jean naturally finished his as well. After they were done, Maximillien got up and grabbed Little Jean's wrist, so he wouldn't hurt that bandaged hands.Â

"Big brother, where are we going?" Little Jean asked while he tried to keep up with his big brother's big steps. He actually did small jogs Because of his big brother's long legs.Â

"You need to stay in my office for a moment. I'll call the Palace doctor to check on your wound."

"Um'¦ okay, Big brother'¦."Â

Maximillien entered the office and sat Little Jean on the sofa, "Sit here. I've told the guards to call the palace doctor."

"Don't make a mess, okay? I still need to read and sign many documents."

"Yes, Big brother'¦."

Little Jean watched how Maximillien sat on his seat and then diligently read stacks of documents on his desk. For a fourteen-year-old life that should've been spent having fun and socializing, it must've been tiring for Maximillien.Â

[Okay, I actually feel bad for him a bit. He has a lot to shoulder for fourteen years old. Still, I won't forgive his behavior for hurting me, though'¦]

"Big brother'¦"

"What?"

"Um'¦ don't work too hard. Jean doesn't want Big brother to get sick..."