Due to lack of ways to make a parent hate a boy, it is time to show you what Miku dreams about.
"… and gently he would caress my cheek and softly whisper into my ear "I will never let anything harm you, Miku" in the sweetest tone." The princess sighed dreamily.
Yuki and Rin smiled in awe. "Is he really that kind, Princess?" Yuki questioned.
Miku nodded. "Prince Kaito is the man every girl dreams of. He treated me as if I was a princess in a fairy tale!" She sighed. "But if only he could have protected me from that." With a lazy finger, she pointed Len, who sat across from her at the mini table they sat at.
Eye brow twitching, the peasant slammed his hands on the table. "You know, Miku, I think we're tired of hearing stories about that insect."
"What insect?"
"I didn't say insect, I said Kaito. We're done hearing about Kaito!" Len yelled, filled with frustration.
As if she was a child, Miku crossed her arms and pouted. "Well then, if you're going to refer to Prince Kaito, then please do so with respect!"
Rin nodded. "Yes, Len, with respect! Don't be so rude to the Prince or the Princess."
Yuki raised her hand. "And it seems like Prince Kaito is the most perfect man ever. Why would you call him a bug, Onii?"
"Yuki," the male said, rubbing his temples, "Prince Kaito is the Prince of True – our enemy. Why would you ever think that he was perfect?" He said, pronouncing 'prince' with disgust.
Noticing that Yuki – being as young as she was – was unable to come up with a response, Rin defended her younger sister. "Well, Len, have you ever thought that girls would like to have a rich, perfect, sexy, kind, caring, strong prince who would actually get a white horse and be your knight in shining armor?"
"Whatever!" Len shouted, slamming his cup onto the table. Instantly, it shattered to pieces, leaving multiple sharp cuts into his skin. He winced and mumbled to himself, then jumped out of his seat and walked to the kitchen to wash his bleeding flesh.
Upon his arrival to the room he had exited, Len's eyes immediately dropped to the glass that had shattered on the floor, and glanced at Miku, who had her finger in her mouth. "What happened?"
"The glass is sharp." Miku explained, her finger still placed inside her lips.
"No, really? Who would've ever thought?" Len replied, rolling his eyes.
As if by instinct Miku pointed her nose into the sky. "A man who was truly in love with me would care if I got so much as a strand of hair yanked out of my head."
Rubbing his wrists on his eyes he groaned. "Miku – Princess Miku Hatsune of Pure – for the last time! I am not in love with you!"
"Hmph. Prince Kaito would care."
"Prince Kaito would care." Oh, how those words irked Len to death; especially how she wouldn't stop repeating it after every event that took place.
For example…
"Prince Kaito would care if I dropped a plate. He would make sure my delicate feet were not harmed whatsoever."
Or…
"Prince Kaito would care if an insect frightened me. He would not allow any organism to frighten me." (One can only imagine what Len thought about that comment.)
And there was also…
"Prince Kaito, Prince Kaito, Prince Kaito! Oh how I love, love, love him so! For he is so kind, strong, handsome and loving."
Len swore, if this plan was not over soon, he was sure to explode. (1 more chapter until Len's plan is deemed as a success.)