Reborn As Noble

"Got you!" Liana's triumphant shout echoed across the estate as she leapt off Pikko and landed deftly in front of Javier, blocking his escape.

Javier, still seated on Buddy, looked around frantically. "Eeeek! Liana! Mercy!!"

"Now you've got nowhere to run, young master…" Liana's eyes gleamed with mock menace as she took a step forward, rolling up her sleeves.

"Eeeek!! Somebody!! Help me!!!" Javier squirmed, trying to maneuver Buddy backward, but the loyal Pekko seemed more interested in preening its feathers than fleeing.

"No one's going to help you now, young master. You've been causing too much chaos this morning!" Liana smirked, reaching out to grab him.

Just as her fingers nearly caught his collar, a calm, familiar voice interrupted.

"Liana."

She froze mid-motion, turning to see Lady Francesca standing nearby with her usual grace, a serene smile on her face.

"Y-Yes, madam?" Liana straightened immediately, her tone respectful but slightly nervous.

Javier, sensing his chance, silently cheered. "Now's my moment… ehehehe."

Sliding off Buddy, he sprinted toward his mother, throwing himself behind her and grabbing her arm. "Motherrrr!! Save meee!!" he cried, peeking out from behind Francesca with exaggerated fear.

Francesca raised an eyebrow, glancing between her mischievous son and the exasperated Liana. "What's going on here?"

"Madam, young master just flipped Miss Gloria's skirt, peeked, and then caused a ruckus all morning!" Liana reported, her voice firm but tinged with frustration.

"She was gorgeous, Mother!"

Francesca sighed, placing a hand on her forehead, but her lips twitched with amusement. "Javier, honey bun, you can't just go around flipping skirts."

"But Mother, it's not like I do it every day! Just... occasionally!" he defended, peeking out further, though he remained firmly behind her.

Liana let out a groan, folding her arms. "Madam, he's getting bolder by the day. If we don't put a stop to this now, who knows what he'll do next?"

Francesca chuckled, patting Javier's head. "Liana, I trust you to discipline him appropriately. Just... try not to leave any permanent damage."

Javier's eyes widened in betrayal. "Mother, noooo!!!"

Liana smirked, advancing once more. "Now, young master… no one is going to save you."

"Buddy, help!!" Javier shouted desperately, but the Pekko merely tilted its head, uninterested.

And so, the chase resumed, with Javier dashing around the estate once again, Liana hot on his heels.

Francesca sipped her tea, watching with amusement. "Haaa... my honey bun truly knows how to brighten the morning."

After finishing her morning tea, Lady Francesca decided to head back inside the manor with her group of personal maids. As she walked, she paused mid-step, her ears catching the unmistakable sound of her youngest son's panicked scream echoing across the estate.

"Eeeeeeeeekkk! Liaaaaanaaaa!"

She sighed, a wry smile gracing her lips. Without turning back, she addressed her personal maids walking behind her. "It seems my honey bun has finally met his match today."

The maids stifled their laughter, trying to maintain their composure. One of them, Marie, hesitated before speaking. "Madam, should we… intervene?"

Francesca shook her head gracefully. "Oh, no. This is between Liana and him. She's more than capable of teaching him a lesson without breaking him. Besides, he's far too clever for his own good. A little humility will do him wonders."

As they resumed their walk, another scream pierced the air, followed by a flurry of laughter.

"Liaaaana! Nooo!! Not the water bucket!!"

Francesca chuckled softly. "Ah, the joys of youth. Let them sort it out."

Her maids nodded, smiling as they followed her into the manor, leaving the chaos behind them. Just then, Francesca heard her youngest son's laughter ringing out. "AHAHA! Liana, you missed!!!!" It sounded like her son had managed to evade the water bucket after all.

Javier bolted into the manor like a whirlwind of chaos, his mischievous laughter echoing through the halls as he darted between surprised maids. With a practiced flick of his hand, he flipped another skirt, his eyes twinkling as he called out his observations.

"Ehehehe… black! Classy!"

"Young master!!" the maid shrieked, her face turning crimson as she tried to hold her skirt down.

Undeterred, Javier darted past another, cheekily adding, "Oh… pink! So cute!"

Then, spotting another maid: "Whoa, green? Daring! Ehehehehe!"

Francesca, watching from a distance, sighed deeply but couldn't entirely hide her amusement. "At least my son has an eye for beauty." She couldn't help but notice his selective mischief—he only targeted the more attractive maids.

Just then, Marita came barreling down the hallway, her heavy steps shaking the floor as she waved enthusiastically. "Young master! I heard you like flipping skirts! Here, I'll show you mine!" she bellowed with glee, lifting her skirt halfway before Javier's horrified eyes.

"Eeeeeeekkkk!! No thank you!!" Javier squealed, turning on his heel and running for dear life, his laughter replaced by pure panic.

Francesca burst out laughing, covering her mouth with her hand as tears formed in the corners of her eyes. "Oh, my honey bun… You truly reap what you sow."

The maids, no longer angry, joined in her laughter, watching Marita chase after Javier, "Come back here, young master!!"

Marita's booming voice echoed through the manor as she relentlessly pursued Javier. "At least let me kiss you on the cheek, young master!"

"Eeeekk!! The slobbering kiss monster! Stay away from me!!" Javier wailed, his panic mounting as he sprinted faster.

His eyes darted behind him, only to see Marita inexplicably gaining on him. "How come she so fast with that weight?! Gyaaaaahhhh!! Lianaaaaa!! Save me!!!"

Spotting salvation ahead, Javier's eyes lit up when he saw Gloria, the stunning and elegant head maid, standing near the grand staircase exuding an air of authority and grace.

"Gloriaaaaa! Save me!!" Javier cried, dashing behind her.

Without waiting for permission, he dove behind her, clutching her waist for dear life. In the chaos, he couldn't resist leaning in and inhaling her subtle, floral scent. "Ehehehe… so lovely, so fragrant, my beautiful Gloria!" he whispered gleefully, earning himself a raised eyebrow from the head maid.

Gloria sighed deeply but remained composed. "That's enough, Marita. I'll handle him from here."

Marita slowed to a stop, pouting dramatically. "Aww, just one kiss?"

Javier peeked around Gloria, sticking his tongue out in disgust. "No! Blergh… Go away!" he shuddered, making a face at the thought.

"Now, Marita, go and do your job properly," Gloria instructed with calm authority.

"Yes, Miss Gloria…" Marita mumbled, waddling off while muttering about unfair treatment.

As soon as Marita was out of sight, Javier's mischief returned. Hugging Gloria tighter, he grinned up at her and puckered his lips. "Ehehe… beautiful Gloria… chuuu!"

Gloria rolled her eyes but leaned down slightly to let him plant a quick kiss on her lips. "There. Happy now?"

"Delighted, my beautiful savior!" Javier chirped with a dramatic bow, causing Gloria to let out an exasperated sigh.

"Now, now, where is Miss Liana?" Gloria asked, glancing around. "I think I heard she was chasing you earlier, wasn't she?"

Javier's playful grin froze, and a nervous chuckle escaped him. "A-Ah… about that… Maybe we should keep this between us, Gloria? No need to involve her… right?"

Before Gloria could respond, Liana's familiar voice rang out from the end of the hallway.

"Young master! There you are!"

Javier yelped, looking around frantically for another escape route. "Ekkk!! Lianaa!!" he cried, dashing off, leaving a bemused Gloria shaking her head.

"That boy… always causing a scene,"

( End of Chapter )