A/n: I’m sorry it’s later than last month’s (´・ω・｀)
The girl, who had watched the duke walk away in a daze with her face dyed red, suddenly recognized the situation and muttered only in an abhorrent tone of voice while pursing her lips.
“What’s with that man… !”
She was either angry or embarrassed, and even her ears were dyed red, but her expression remained the same gentle smile she always wore, and she bit down on her teeth.
For the girl, a man was a creature that she could manipulate with her good looks, words and actions.
But as it turned out, it was the girl who had been taken advantage of.
The words that lingered in her ears, in a low, lustrous voice, were frightening.
The girl's frustration was only increased by the unusual feeling of discomfort she felt in her lower back just remembering.
"Hmm, Julietta might be a little weak too after all.
"... What do you mean, ojisama?"
The girl replied to her grandfather's words with an unusually swarthy voice, but without changing her expression.
My grandfather nodded to the girl with a gentle smile.
"That man has not forgotten his lost wife, has he?"
Unable to understand her grandfather's words, the girl stopped moving for a moment.
But managed to swallow the meaning and grasp what was being said.
“His late wife…?"
The words that ruminated on her grandfather's words doubled the irritation nestled in the girl's body the moment she understood them.
That man would rather have a dead woman than this me?
Did I lose to a woman who no longer exists?
The small, thin girl's fist was clenched tightly, but the blood drained from it and it turned white, shaking slightly.
“Oh, … I see."
The girl turned her head down while muttering quietly, and her beautiful smile was distorted in a hateful way at an angle that no one could see.
The sound of teeth chattering echoed in the background, and the beautiful face of the girl turned ugly like a demon.
"What is it, Julietta?"
The grandfather asked with the same gentle voice and expression as usual, looking at his granddaughter's change with some amusement.
The girl muttered in an extremely hateful voice, as if crawling on the bottom of the earth, as if she didn't care about her grandfather's expression or simply didn't notice.
“...I've never been humiliated like this before, I'll never forgive him."
"Oh, is that so."
As if in response to her grandfather's words, the girl looked up with a more joyful expression than usual.
"I've made up my mind! Ojisama."
"What is it?"
The grandfather looked at his granddaughter with an inquisitive gaze, and the girl softly said with a gentler smile than usual, as if singing.
"I'm going to make him despair so much that his dead wife won't matter, I'm going to make him lick the bitterness, I'm going to make him suffer the torment that he can't stop begging for, I'm going to crush him, I'm going to destroy him!"
The girl was smiling innocently like an angel in a painting, but her eyes were dull and stagnant.
"...... I see."
To that the grandfather did nothing but nod satisfactorily as he watched his granddaughter.
Perhaps it was because he was happy with the result.
"A man like that has a weakness for his family and relatives, don't you think so, Ojisama?"
“That’s right"
The granddaughter ended up using the same technique that her grandfather had used against the duke previously.
The grandfather smiled and looked at the girl, wondering if she was going to do this or that, and thought.
That was certainly so.
The duke's haggardness at that time was hard to describe, really, really.
“...It was really a show..."
He muttered so quietly that even his granddaughter in front of him couldn't hear, and with a grimace on his face, the old man's eyes were even uglier, more comatose, and more horrifying than his granddaughter's.
Perhaps she didn't notice or didn't care about her grandfather, but she didn't seem to mind at all, and the granddaughter was happy and excited.
"If the wife is dead and now it’s impossible, then as I thought it has to be the son!"
"Well, what are you going to do?"
“First, ojisama, could you introduce me?”
The rest comes after.
The girl said with a sneer and tilted her head daintily, as if she was convinced her grandfather would do it if she asked.
Even the girl did not understand whether her heart was filled with hatred or love.
"Woah, really nasty, those sludge guys."
The reason I muttered this to no one at all was because I knew that even if someone was here, they would not recognize my voice, my appearance, or even my presence.
If they did notice, it would only be the “Shinku" who was elegantly drinking tea in front of me, who was of a higher rank than I was, or my master, the Duke of Werstein.
In a position where I can see them, but I can't hear, I'm sitting on the terrace, pretending to be a nobleman, enjoying a cup of tea.
In front of me, “Shinku", dressed as a noble girl, is sniffling.
"Hmm, that really fits the description, how can such a creepy being be alive?"
Dark magic that transmits sound through shadows.
In response to what they were saying, which I heard through the shadows of the trees planted beside them and the shadows of the cup of tea I was holding, “Shinku" exhaled with a depressed expression and muttered in exasperation.
She was wearing a dress with an open bust that emphasized her ample breasts, but no matter how you looked at her, she looked like an innocent aristocratic girl, which was really strange.
Even if it has that effect, I don't understand it at all.
It must be a really amazing thing, while thinking such a thing, for the time being, I will defend the point that was just criticized.
"That's an exception, you know. Killing them would disturb the country."
"That's because my master was incompetent.
“Ah, you're going to say that?"
However, in response to such a statement from me, Shinku crisply and proudly said such blasphemy.
Implicitly, she says it was caused by the uncontrolled Lord, the King.
"That's true, not at the beginning, but up until the last time, he was the most incompetent of all time."
“Eh, is that so?"
“That’s right, even the chief was flabbergasted."
“It’s like that…"
... Well, I thought he was a bad king when he left such sludge, but even his subordinates think that's the case.
For the beings called "Shinku", it must be an annoying thing to have to leave them alone when they should be able to get rid of them easily, so maybe it can't be helped.
"But why don't we just kill it already? After all, now that Lord Wer has been born again, it's time to replace that sludge.
"I agree! It'll be a good country for sure."
I'm sure Dan’na-sama will make a wonderful Prime Minister with his tremendous magic, knowledge and beauty.
"But the people here are so blind, they don't see the sludge for what it is."
“It's true. They've done embezzlement, assassination, trafficking, and, what else is next?"
"I thought it was espionage, collusion and tax evasion?"
"They call her a “saint" or “saintess"."
"That's why they don't believe in rumors, these people."
“That’s it."
I'm not sure if they were idiots or what, but even if they were my former employers, I doubt they would have had a secret meeting in a place where so many people are everywhere.
Well, I guess those sludge people have the ego that no one would believe the words of someone who saw or heard them, even if someone asked them.
That's why they are doing all sorts of things in the dark, manipulating other people in places you can't see.
They are rotten to the point where it's safe to call them sludge.
I didn't have to tell you that the old man was trying to kill Dan’na-sama after all.
The granddaughter is at the end of her addiction.
Behind the scenes, they pretend to save orphans from the slums or fallen aristocrats, keep them at hand, and when they trust them completely, they betray them severely, make them despair, enjoy the look on their faces, and then slowly kill them.
Even if he could escape from them, he would trust no one and have no allies.
This is why people with too much of a good exterior are so troublesome.
In contrast, Dan’na-sama noticed our presence and looked at us when we came here, and he was acting really cool against that little brat too , it was nothing but the best.
He's probably still waiting to see what happens, but I'm sure he's going to turn them into a bunch of battered and bruised pieces of trash someday.
As for me, I'd love to be included in the mix, since I've been used as pleased until recently.
Even though I don't have much of an emotional attachment to the subject, I was still uncomfortable with it.
“Hell no, what are you smirking at, that's disgusting."
"It's fine, it's not that bad."
“Hey, only Wer-sama is the only one who can curse at me. I don't feel it with you, so stop it, it makes me sick."
Woah, it’s started, you creepy bastard.
“You too, it’s my Dan’na-sama so stop doing that"
Ah, I called him mine.
But Dan’na-sama is my lord, so it's not wrong, … wait what the hell am I thinking, I feel sick.
My emotions really turn to mush when it comes to Dan’na-sama.
This isn’t okay at all.
“What did you say…!? Who's your Wer-sama!! That’s my Wer-sama!!"
She stood up from her seat with a clatter and her voice was so hoarse that I couldn't hear her at all.
I was a little pissed off, and in my frustration, I retorted in an immature manner.
"No, no, no, how does your head work? You’re obviously being rejected completely, why don’t you give up?
'You're an idiot... Wer-sama is just embarrassed!"
"If he was embarrassed, he'd show it in his facial expressions."
"That's the great thing about Wer-sama. You don't understand at all!"
"Which is it?"
I was given an incomprehensible rebuttal to my rebuttal, which only made me even more frustrated.
Aah! What the hell’s with this guy!
"Ahn! I can't, I'm getting wet just thinking about those cold eyes, that low voice, that sweet stimulation!"
"Listen to me, you bastard! Disgusting!"
"I told you, I don't enjoy being abused by you. I'm gonna kill you."
"I'm not doing this because I want to, you virgin…!"
I was so disgusted and annoyed by the disgusting woman who was hugging her body and twisting around while her cheeks were stained, that I couldn't help but say horrible things.
At that moment, the woman suddenly let out a sigh that was very sexy, and then.
"Oh my God... I'm such a sinful woman to be loved by such a person…"
"............... Wh?
She spat out some incomprehensible words.
"But I belong to you now, and no matter how much you whisper your love to me, I can't respond."
"....................................... Wh?"
I was stopped in my tracks by the unintelligible words and actions of the woman, who sadly lowered her long eyelashes and made an incomprehensible apology.
"It's okay! I know, it's a man's fate that the more human an object is, the more dazzling it appears."
Something snapped in my head at the woman's attitude, saying it as if she understood everything.
"......... Haaa?, why has it come to be that I have whispered love to you? There is no limit to how self-conscious you can be…!"
When I filled my voice and demeanor with murderous intent and hostility, I glared at the woman, and she cowered and turned her head for a moment.
The reaction was unexpected, and I wondered if I had frightened her.
Even without looking closely, she was a woman.
Even though she was an assassin with a long history of fighting, she might still have had the feminine sense of being frightened when shouted at.
With this in mind, I was about to open my mouth to apologize when I realized that I should.
"… Ah, the one just now was pretty good…"
When the woman looked up at me, her cheeks flushed and she replied in such a way that left me with an indescribable feeling of annoyance.
I take back what I said.
There was no such thing.
There wasn't a single hint of it.
"I'm not any good, for God's sake, die!"
"I'm not as good as Wer-sama, but not bad. Beauty is such a sin."
"Oh my God, she's so positive, it’s annoying ……!"
As I hold my head in my hands, I fight the urge to bang my head on the table.
I really don't know what's wrong with this guy anymore.
“I wasn't expecting to have to deal with a baby rat, but it's time to go. So, say hello to Wer-sama for me."
"Who's going to say hello, fucking woman?"
"Oh, you're jealous? You're surprisingly cute."
“Die."
While answering the question in a muddled manner, I sincerely hoped that she would just go away.
What do you mean jealousy, and towards what.
Rather I’m just nothing other than annoyed.
That's what I was thinking.
"I rather like those eyes of yours."
“Wh?"
She suddenly threw a word at me and brought her face close to mine, and my heart jumped as I saw her charming smile and well-shaped face.
It was really sudden, and my body stiffened to the point where I couldn't move at all for no apparent reason.
... My eyes are ash silver.
I've been called "creepy" and "weird" by a lot of people because of this metallic coloration that normal people can't really have.
It was the first time anyone had ever told me that they liked it.
And then she smiles wickedly and opens her mouth.
"I like the way you look at me like I'm a piece of trash."
"I really hope you die."
You're ruining it.
“Hhm fufufufu, see ya~"
She didn't seem to care at all that I was weakening, she just laughed happily like that and walked away from me.
………… She’s already beyond a storm and rather a tornado or something.
I painfully understand how Dan’na-sama felt at that time.
I don't know what's wrong with her.
I really don't get it.
I don't know why I was so excited by her.
I want to die.
Is it the blood of the demon tribe?
This is really annoying.
“Cinza, what are you doing there?"
I instantly understood who it was when a low, lustrous, soothing voice called out to me, and almost as a reflex, I looked up from my prone position.
"!"
I looked around to see if there was anyone else in the area.
I was afraid that if anyone overheard this conversation, it might cause trouble for my lord, my great master.
So far, there was no one.
The only one who is here is the one who called me, my lord and Dan’na-sama, Duke Augusto Werstein.
However, I'm sure he knows that I've been here listening to their conversation.
In spite of this, the fact that he took the trouble to come in front of me means that he knew that there was no one else around.
In other words, I was in too much of a hurry and I was spinning out of control.
I really don't know what I'm doing.
I'm disgusted with myself.
“… what’s wrong?"
When he called out again, I took another look at my lord, Dan’na-sama and,
Then, I plopped down on the table as if I were collapsing.
There was a dull thumping sound.
"...... Cinza?
I hurriedly looked up at the sound of his quizzical voice, and saw him walking towards me, looking at me with a calm yet confused atmosphere.
Eh, wa, wait, wait, wait, I'm not ready for this!
Oh no, what should I do, Dan’na-sama is right in front of me!
"No, I'm sorry, it's been a few days since I've seen you up close and personal, so I was kind of shocked…!"
What should I do, Dan’na-sama somehow smells so good!
I don't know what’s with this, but it's amazing!
In my head, I was thinking about such incomprehensible things, and was already in chaos.
I couldn't look directly at him, so I covered my face with my hands and tried to calm down by hiding my vision.
But at that moment, I felt the air become cold all at once.
“... I don't care about that."
"Ah, yes."
I hurriedly put my hands down and straightened my back, then stood up from my seat with vigor at the Dan’na-sama's words that seemed to exude irritation.
The chair rattled behind me, but I didn't have time to worry about that.
After repairing my posture and attitude, I opened my mouth to give a brief explanation.
"… Well, as you can see, I've been infiltrating and gathering information."
"... I see."
Even though he obviously knew exactly what I was doing, Dan’na-sama nodded as if nothing had happened.
"So, I've been listening to their conversations after Dan’na-sama went over there…"
I was about to make such a confirmation, as if to muddle my words, when I realized.
… What am I saying, what an idiot
I’m sure he came to confirm my information when he was here.
Because at that time, he noticed us and was looking at me.
I really don't know what's wrong with me, how useless do I have to be to make myself feel better.
The only person who can make me feel this way is Dan’na-sama, I’m putting it in a weird way, what’s with this.
"... The more information you have, the better, but it's not appropriate here. Put it in writing when you get back."
"Ah, yes, I understand…”
I felt a little uncomfortable with Dan’na-sama's nonchalant reply, so I gave him a slurred response.
And Dan’na-sama isn’t the kind of person to notice that kind of me, so he looks at me with a somewhat dubious expression on his face.
“...What's wrong?"
In response to such a quiet question, the words spilled out.
"No, I was wondering if you really even needed my information."
Because you're Dan’na-sama, I'm sure you can easily do what I can.
If you think about it, someone like me is probably unnecessary to Dan’na-sama.
That's what I was thinking.
I had no idea what this feeling was.
"What are you talking about?"
“Huh?"
I couldn't help but make a silly noise when he asked me back in a somewhat unpleasant manner.
But he said calmly and matter-of-factly, as if it was a matter of course.
"The more information you have, the better, of course."
"But, you know, if you already know the information, what's the point?"
In response to the rebuttal I had just made, Dan’na-sama once again tilted his head loosely, giving off a dubious vibe.
“Are you an idiot?"
He asserted!?
"There is no such thing as the same information. Different people see the information from different perspectives."
A breeze blew through the area, perhaps a trick of the wind spirits, and the hem of Dan’na-sama's surcoat lifted in a flutter as he spoke his calm analysis.
"Even if the content is the same, it's useful information that adds to the consistency."
I couldn't look away from his blue eyes, which were as clear as ice, and I didn't even want to argue with him.
"Even the smallest piece of information can reveal something completely different and new."
As I just listened to Dan’na-sama's words, I couldn't move an inch as those blue eyes looked at me.
"Don't be so self-deprecating. You don't need any other reason than the fact that I need you."
These words, quietly affirmed, easily seeped into my heart and turned into a fluffy, incomprehensible thing.
Something warm and happy.
I don't know what this is, as I'm a beginner in emotions.
But I've never felt anything like it before in my life, so I was really confused.
Just the fact that I'm needed is enough to stir up my emotions.
I wanted to cry, but at the same time I felt satisfied.
... I wonder if this is what it means to be moved.
I couldn't say anything because I couldn't hide my agitation at the feeling I had never felt before.
I was so upset that I couldn't say anything.
"Oh, well... I still have some greetings to make. Make sure it's ready to read when I get back."
“Yes! Understood!"
“… Cya then"
With that, he turned on his heel and walked away briskly.
As I watched his back, I just thought.
Oh no… Dan’na-sama is super damn cool…!!
My heart was pounding so hard that I didn't even need to put my palm over my heart to feel it.
It was as if my heart was beating next to my ear.
It was incomparable to the time with that pervert.
Uhm, that was just a freak of a demon instinct.
Wow there really is nobody decent around this MC.
everybody wants him
Oh? This banter of them, there's hope for a ship to sail. Thanks for the chapter!