Chapter 10: 9

Chapter 9

Zerlac asked politely, but I could never calmly answer.

What the hell am I supposed to answer here!

However, it was not the mood to move on just by keeping one's mouth shut.

I managed to get over the feeling of being on the judgment table.

“I don’t mean to say that expressing affection is rude.”

When I said that, Zerlac's face went cold.

A more familiar expression to me.

That is to say, it was the face of a violent and eccentric grand duke that the world knew well.

The spine gets chilly.

So he slowly turned his head and added.

"It didn't sound very affectionate, though."

This time, Adrian's smile was erased in an instant.

Then he changed his handsome face and asked coolly.

“Didn’t that sound affectionate?”

“… … .”

“Rive?”

"Oh, that's what I'm really sorry about, but I can't remember who you really are."

“Oh my God.”

“If the words of someone you don’t remember sound affectionate, that would also be strange. ha ha ha… … .”

After breaking out in a cold sweat, I thought I had managed to clear things up, but Adrian looked at me with a face that looked like he was about to cry.

Wow, why are you two doing this to me?

When he turned away from Adrian's gaze, Zerlac picked up a cup to drink.

But that was an act to deceive people's eyes.

He held it up gracefully as if he were drinking tea, covered his face slightly, and winked at me with one eye.

'Oh My God.'

My heart raced, my throat burned, and I couldn't stay still.

However, it is a situation where you can't turn your gaze to this side or that side.

Father, yes, there was a father! I look back with the thought, but isn't my father just looking at me with a pleased expression without saying anything!

Father, say something!

What are you so happy about!

I couldn't look in either direction, and I was sweating profusely when I heard someone's hasty footsteps.

It was Mylen Aurier, Gerlach's aide.

'You came in at the perfect time, aide. You saved me!'

He entered with a stout gait and cautiously spoke to Zerlac.

“Your Highness, I apologize.”

Then, he carefully conveyed the words to Gerlac.

'What's going on?'

Come to think of it, when my mother asked me to have tea with her, she said we had to go.

As the aide stepped back, he set down the teacup he was holding.

“Thanks for the great tea.”

Then, when he stood up quietly, we all got up to see him off.

“I’m sorry for leaving you in the middle.”

Tea time with him was uncomfortable throughout. That's why the soft Madeleine felt like chewing on a stone.

When I saw the back view, many emotions overlapped.

“What do you mean, Grand Duke? You are a busy person, but thank you for coming to the mansion.”

Father's greeting, mother also came out as if she couldn't lose.

“Please visit us anytime next time. Anything.”

To her mother's words, Zerlac responded with a light smile.

then look back at me

“Dude, don’t forget the promise you made with me.”

- He left without saying anything.

'A promise you made with me?'

Even after Xerlac passed away, his words were still on the table.

I'm thinking about what kind of promise I'm talking about.

<The ball will be held in three days. On that day, I hope to face you with a more comfortable face than today.>

I guess that's the story.

No, then why are you saying so vaguely that you can just ask to see you at the ball?

It's just that people's minds are strange.

Zerlac was going to give it back to Leonie, but his heart was still uncomfortable.

I was scared and afraid of him.

Even when I died under the false accusation of trying to assassinate Leonie, and when I accidentally poisoned myself after inviting all my friends to create an alibi, it was none other than Gerlac who sentenced me to death.

Of course, at the time, I had never even thought of being entangled with him in any way, so I was just terrified.

I couldn't even raise my head properly when the cold white skin and eyes like those of a beast were looking at me.

But being kind to me like now was a scary thing in its own way.

'I have to find a way out of this prom somehow.'

I thought the ball to welcome him was my last chance.

Just like in the original, you have to face Leonie.

'Because Leonie is a lovely and beautiful woman. She will surely fall in love with her at first sight.'

While I drank tea with a blank face for a while, my mother praised Archduke Cygnus for what he was like and his outstanding features.

“How can a person look so straight and upright? I don't know if it's because I've never seen him as a child, but he seems like someone created in heaven.”

My father cleared his throat a couple of times at the mother's fuss, but he couldn't stop her.

“Hmm.”

“It would have been nice if we had eaten together.”

“Hmm, yes Adrian. So, are you completely back in Münten now?”

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My father showed a strong will to change the topic.

At his father's words, Adrian made a serious face as if he was lost in thought for a moment.

It was the first look I saw when I entered the mansion.

"No, I'm not sure yet, but I think I'll stay for a couple of months."

“Good. I hope to see you often, at least during your stay.”

“Yes, Marquis.”

Around that time, I wanted to ask what kind of person Adrian was and what kind of relationship he had with my family.

But after that, the conversation was interrupted when the maid brought out new cookies and the mother spilled a teacup once.

After some time, when the tea time was somewhat organized, Adrian-

"Then I'll go for a walk with Libe."

He said and took me outside.

He said he would take a walk in the garden with his sister whom he hadn't seen in a while and talk about what he couldn't finish.

When the mansion door closed and I came out into the modestly decorated garden, I bowed my head to Adrian once more.

“I’m sorry, really.”

Around the time he said sorry for the 11th time, Adrian, who was walking well, stopped walking.

“Stop it, Lady. You don't have to be so sorry."

“… … .”

“It was a joke. It doesn’t make sense for a five-year-old to remember everything.”

Then, with a sudden rustle, he took something out of his pocket.

A very small and dainty thing was placed in the palm of his hand.

“I’m glad you liked it, and I apologize for being mean.”

"What's this?"

When I asked, Adrian replied with a grin.

“I won’t be offended by this now. I brought it even though I knew it.”

Upon closer inspection, it was candy that gave off a sweet scent.

"candy?"

“Was it too much for a five-year-old?”

“No, thank you.”

I picked up the candy from Adrian's palm and popped one into my mouth.

As the sweetness lingered on my tongue, to my surprise, I felt a little better.

After all, sweets are the truth.

"delicious. thanks."

“That sounds much better than saying sorry.”

At his words, I couldn't help but laugh.

“Okay, then I’ll stop teasing you, so if you want to ask me anything, just ask.”

Adrian was as tall as Zerlac, but he was two heads taller than me, so I had to look up.

“Were we close before?”

"What? Ahaha!”

No, I told you to ask, but why are you laughing when I ask?

“They say we were close when we were young, but I can’t remember.”

I decided to be as honest as possible.

Then Adrian smiled softly and nodded.

“It is rare for people to have completely clear childhood memories. If you remember even one person, that's it.”

On a reflexive note, I almost said sorry again.

I brought out Mi, but when I closed my mouth, he spoke again.

“Then I’ll bring up a story from my memory.”

I nodded quietly and matched his steps.

He seemed to be deep in thought, with a solemn expression on his face.

What kind of relationship did this man and Liberata have?

It's not something I've experienced myself, but somehow I'm in a hazy mood and I'm waiting for what he's going to say.

“Liberata Bernadette is so unbelievably five years old.”

I waited for the words to follow quietly.

Was it that he was so grown-up that he couldn't believe he was five years old?

Why was she so tightly united with envy and jealousy in her heart over such a warm family?

The mother was a bit sensitive and clumsy, but kind, and the father was not a person of ability, but he was a family man and loved his daughter more than anyone else.

Liberata, why did you live such a pitiful life?

“She was a total gangster girl with a voice that was unbelievably loud for a five-year-old, and she was arrogant and fearless.”

“… … .”

Hey, aren't you saying too much that I don't remember?

"Really?"

“Yeah, was it like a wolf cub that lived in the mountains without a hint of cuteness?”

Adrian nodded vigorously once, and then burst out laughing wahaha.

I really want this naughty child.

"I don't know, but Lord Watford seems to really like teasing people."

The words that come out are good only when the words that go are good, really.

“Sorry, I’m really sorry. So it's been a long time since I met Libe. To the joy of seeing my old sister again. It was like being a child again.”

“… … .”

“I’m sorry, can you forgive me? I'm really sorry."

Adrian begged me, lowering his eyebrows as if he were about to kneel.

“Are you so sorry?”

“Do you speak? I'm really sorry."

I followed him and smiled softly.

 

“Then kneel.”

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