The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

A few hours earlier…

"Despite the distance that separates us, I will make sure you are never alone here." Nick placed his forehead against Lydia's, inviting a happy smile from the girl. "I gotta go."

Lydia couldn't help but feel dejected, but she hid it well as usual.

Nick had walked towards the door, and his hand was on the doorknob, but the young man hesitated.

"What is it?"

"Wait. How can I get out without getting caught? Tsk. I'm too handsome, and my father's henchmen would recognize me right away."

Lydia rolled her eyes at the narcissism in her boyfriend's tone. "I can make you less handsome if you want."

Nick turned to Lydia with sparkling eyes. "You can do it?"

"Who do you think I am? I am the one who changed Miss Kaylee's appearance just like you."

"Then, what are we waiting for? Let's do it now!" at least Nick could be alone with his girlfriend a little longer, even if only for a few minutes.

After getting her gear ready, Lydia applied a large number of skin patches to Nick's cheeks and applied thick fake skin to the young man's neck.

"Why do I feel like my face is getting heavy?"

"Shh. Don't talk too much."

"Where did you get all this from?"

Lydia sighed, knowing this young man would never stop talking.

"I've been experimenting ever since Miss Kaylee asked me to help change her look. She said she wanted me to transform her into someone who is not her. So I bought a lot of skin patches and learned make-up techniques to turn someone into someone they weren't."

"Have you ever tried it on yourself?"

"Of course. I had infiltrated the upper social circles, and no one recognized me. That time Miss Dunst invited me to the ball and introduced me to many handsome men."

"…"

"Ah, there is one man who is very handsome as a Greek god. His eyes are blue like the vast ocean, and he has unique hair."

"…"

"You should see him. His hair is a beautiful platinum color, and when I asked him if he dyed his hair, he said his hair has been like that since birth."

"…" Nick wanted to seal this girl's lips so that she wouldn't talk about another guy when they are alone.

"Ah, he's also a descendant of British royalty. No wonder he has such strong authority."

"Are you done talking?"

Lydia pursed her lips, trying to hold back her laughter. She had no idea that the only way to make this young man stop talking was to make him jealous.

"Hhhh… we're going to be apart for three years right on our first day, but you're talking about another man instead. Is he that handsome?"

"He's much better-looking than you." were her honest words as if she didn't care if something stabbed into her lover's heart.

"That really hurts. Are you going to stay like this until the end?"

Lydia gave a cute giggle while staying focused on her work. "Why are you suddenly gloomy? You're still young, aren't you? Maybe I'll fall overhead heels on you when you get back."

Nick didn't feel good about it even though he knew Lydia meant to cheer him up. "Why do I feel like you're enjoying this so much?"

"That I really do."

"Are you happy?"

"Of course, I am."

"Then, gimme a kiss."

"..." Lydia's hand suddenly stopped at his request.

This boy… "I am happy, but why should I give you a kiss?"

"Aren't I the reason you're happy?"

"…"

"Here," Nick pointed his lips with his finger excitedly as if he couldn't wait to accept the most priceless reward.

For some reason, Lydia felt that her decision to accept this young man's confession was too hasty. She felt she had fallen into a pitfall without her knowledge.

"I'll give you one when you come back." was her short and firm answer.

"Aww… That's too long."

"Then you'd better come back soon. Now, hush."

Nick acted like a sullen child, but he sits still nevertheless. He let Lydia do her job without taking his eyes off the girl.

He never thought he would like a girl, and that too… it was Lydia.

Nick often saw the girl when Lydia first came to his house to dress Wendy, who was going to a friend's wedding. At that time, he looked at Lydia like any other girl and flirted around with her.

Of course, the girl's reaction was the same as the others and quite responsive. But before long, the girl's response was casual and sometimes cold towards him.

Thinking she didn't like being around him, Nick stopped trying to get close to her and was rarely home. Plus, at the beginning of his career, he has swamped with training along with his friends.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" asked Lydia without stopping her activity.

"What's wrong with staring at my girl?"

"You're interfering with my work."

Nick smiled amusedly as he closed his eyes. "Okay. How about this?"

Lydia smiled broadly as she shook her head then continued her activities.

"Since when did you like me?"

Lydia's hand stopped again when she heard the boy's unexpected question. It seemed that Nick wouldn't be content to end the evening without disturbing her.

"You said you've been in love for a long time? Since when? Was it the first day we met?"

"No. Now, shut up."

"Was it from you seen me play guitar? Usually, girls will fall in love with me after seeing me play the guitar. After all, I looked very charismatic when I played it."

"…" How could she like this narcissistic boy? "How about you? Since when did you like me?"

Nick opened his eyes, and that's when their eyes met. "I don't know."

Lydia sighed in resignation and resumed her work.

"All I know is, when I realized my feelings, it grew so fast I couldn't stop them."

Lydia's hand stopped for the umpteenth time as she pressed the faux leather to Nick's cheek after hearing Nick's words.