episode_0129

Amelia, who had been struggling with shame once again after reading the article, finally calmed down, changed her clothes, sat down at the table in the room, and got lost in thought a little more seriously.

The sparrow followed me and sat down at the table, and I sprinkled some millet in front of it again and carefully stroked its head with my fingers.

It’s amazing how you can understand people.

I know that the druid’s ability makes the animal’s wariness disappear, but that ability does not necessarily increase the animal’s intelligence.

That said, does this ability itself include some degree of ability to communicate with the mind?

I needed to think about it.

“Of course, I have no choice but to become the bait myself.”

“Huh?”

And while I was thinking about it alone, I was a little surprised to suddenly hear those words.

“Bait?”

“Ah, even if it’s bait, I don’t plan on doing anything dangerous.”

When I immediately responded to those words, Amelia smiled bitterly and said,

“What I meant was that it would be nice for me to go into Diane’s house and see it in person.”

“Ah… … .”

“I think I need to see the Count in person.”

Although Count Huber was set up as a big man, he was a character who never appeared directly in the original work or in the novels I read.

To begin with, the daughter, Diane, was not a very important character, so simply being described as ‘abandoned by the earl’ was sufficient.

He was certainly different from the Grand Duke in many ways in that he could cut off his own daughter like that… … .

“Why? He looks like a dangerous person.”

To put it the other way, there was no reason not to harm others when his own daughter was someone he needed to cut off.

Of course, since he is a person who calculates profits and losses, he would not carelessly hurt the Grand Duchess or threaten her in any way.

“But, that is the only way to see the Count in person. I have to go in person and the Count will move. Of course, he will not move to see me, but to see my father.”

“That’s true, but… … .”

“The reason why nobles send their aides to the royal capital is to communicate with other nobles. There is a reason why the aides are not just trusted vassals but also close relatives. If you want to talk to them, talk to this relative. It means. So, nothing big will happen to me. I will try to use it, but.”

So what I’m saying is that I don’t like that situation.

Of course, Amelia will never fall for the Count. Even if the Count tries to set a man for Amelia, Amelia, who is smart as long as she knows his intentions, will avoid it at all costs.

But I… … I don’t like that situation itself.

There are already a lot of people to pay attention to around Amelia, so adding more people there… … Besides, if the Count has any intention, the man he wants to marry will also be a decent man on the outside.

Of course! I trust Amelia, but that doesn’t mean I’m her official lover or anything like that.

If, just once, even once in a billion times, that man comes into Amelia’s heart, and if that man is a better person than she thought… … Because I will eventually be left behind.

And when that happens, subsequent events that cannot be rationalized by just the first contact of lips will follow, and I will experience it all next to Amelia.

That’s right.

No, did you say BSS? Anyway, I hate it.

“If you’re going, I’ll go with you.”

“Huh?… … Did you originally plan on not going together?”

“Huh?”

uh… … .

For a moment, I was a little taken aback by Amelia’s reaction.

Amelia’s face suddenly hardened. But it wasn’t because she was angry or anything.

Instead, he looked much more timid, as if he was a little scared.

Well, I imagined Amelia going alone because she said I would be the bait.

Especially in conversations between nobles, there may be conversations that need to be shared only by the two nobles.

Even though I was Amelia’s bodyguard, and even though our family was a family that broke away from the Grand Duke’s family, we were basically a ‘different’ family.

I and Amelia both had something in common, being from another world in our own way, so I treated Amelia Donna as an irreplaceable friend, but even so, we were not family.

Memories of a past life are just memories of a past life. Although I was very tangled up in those memories and recognized myself as a man, Amelia often treated those memories as ‘information’.

So, when I went, I imagined that I would either have to wait outside the house, or that I would go with Brother Harvey, but that didn’t seem to be the case.

And I was happy about that.

“I said that because I had never even considered the option of not going. I wanted to be sure once more.”

As I said that while stroking the sparrow with my fingers, Amelia smiled brightly.

“… … Yes, thank you.”

It was a bit strange to think this while looking at Amelia smiling and saying that, but

I felt a little happy to see Amelia so shaken by what I said.

*

But I couldn’t just break into Diane’s house.

There is an order to everything. It is called ‘build-up’.

Although I am quite close to Diane—no, in fact, if we consider Diane who has only made friends in a calculated manner up until now—the three of us are her only friends in the true sense, but that doesn’t mean I can go to the place where the eldest daughter of the White House is paying without saying anything.

The language of aristocrats is a complicated thing. Last time we went to the front of the house, the sharp-looking maid said, ‘I’ll drink it inside,’ but there was little chance that she meant it.

If you just ask politely, you will only lose your favorability. For nobles, a proper visit is based on the premise of ‘inviting them first, or asking if they want to visit and getting permission.’

They say that we who visit the Carlins family every day are abnormal.

“Adele.”

And the first thing Amelia did to build up that was to talk openly to Adele, who was sitting in the classroom preparing for class.

“Yes?”

When her name was called, Adele looked towards Amelia.

I could see the other nobles’ ears perk up.

Adele was not someone I wanted to be friends with, but the Grand Duchess, on the other hand, was a friend I wanted to make.

Although that was due to her status as a grand duchess rather than her humanity or personality.

Therefore, these children would naturally think that ‘what is needed to become close’ is to give the other person what they want.

If so, the information coming from these conversations would be very important.

But of course, Amelia had no intention of giving away such information.

“How about meeting me at my mansion today? Come to think of it, I’ve been very indifferent up until now.”

“Yes? Oh, I was fine… … .”

At Amelia’s words, Adele said that with a slightly uncertain expression.

But at the same time, it was a happy expression. For Adele, this would be the first time she had been invited like this by a ‘real friend’.

… … It was difficult to feel this way when I saw that expression, but honestly, my stomach was boiling.

Adele’s feelings for Amelia were infinitely lighter compared to those in the novel, but still, seeing her blushing like that, as if she were embarrassed, made me feel frustrated. It seemed like there was still some potential left for the two.

Who on earth would have thought that you could like a girl and feel jealous of her?

Of course, I never thought that I would become a woman overnight.

“Good. I told the people who work at home in advance, so you can visit without too much worry. We meet every day on weekdays anyway, right? The meeting place has just changed a little.”

“… … Thank you so much for your consideration.”

Adele bowed slightly and said, as if she was truly grateful.

“What are your friends talking about?”

Amelia’s last words were decisive.

There was a bit of a buzz around them. The students were whispering to each other as if they were trying not to get caught, but it was so obvious that it was clearly visible.

and-

There is only one person looking at us in confusion.

It was Diane.

He wasn’t glancing around while observing his surroundings like he usually did, and he looked a bit shocked.

Is it because he invited me outright but didn’t talk to me?

Amelia looked at Diane and smiled.

“Diane.”

“Yes, yes!?”

Diane Eunhwa was surprised to hear those words.

“Would you like to have tea together as usual?”

Diane blinked a few times as she looked at Amelia, then quickly nodded. Her hair was bouncing up and down in a bun.

“Of course!”

“Good. Then, I’ll see you after school. ‘As usual.’”

hmm… … .

Until now, I thought Diane and Adele had become very close, but somehow it seems like they have become a harem centered around Bonia Mallia.

I felt like I had become one of the targets.

I feel a little… … That’s right.