Became the Academy Romantic Phantom Thief chapter 93

Became the Academy Romantic Phantom Thief 93

93 – Call of the Housekeeper

Keep calm.

No need to panic at all.

Sharon doesn’t know what I’m doing because I’m turned around.

You won’t even know that I have a letter in my hand.

In other words, as long as I calmly respond, I can pass it without any problems.

First you have to hide the letter. I hid it in my arms as naturally as possible, then turned to face Sharon.

“I was just looking out on the veranda.”

A calm reaction as if it was nothing.

The only thing I can trust now is my acting ability, which has been trained through disguises.

Sharon stared at me without saying anything.

A mysterious expressionless expression that makes it hard to read what’s going on inside.

While the confrontation continued in her suffocating silence, she blinked her eyes first and opened her mouth.

“It took a long time to eat because Yulia baked the bread herself.”

“Bread…?”

In such a short time, you led a sick body and made bread?

Or have I been thinking about it for so long?

Anyway, fortunately Sharon didn’t notice any discomfort.

She let out a sigh of relief inside herself and nodded her head.

“Okay. I’ll go right away.”

I can’t help it. If you wait here for no reason and wait for your time, you might get more suspicious, so you have no choice but to postpone reading the letter until later.

You can read it in the bathroom after paying attention.

However, Sharon didn’t go out first and stood there and kept staring at me.

The moment I tried to avoid her seat, ignoring her burdensome gaze.

“The privacy of the landlord must be respected.”

“·······.”

It was a meaningful word.

It sounded like a simple advice not to be too engrossed in the house tour, but at the same time it sounded like a warning to me who was trying to read Yulia’s letter on my own.

Did you notice? Or am I overreacting?

After thinking about it for a while, he returned the answer in the same way.

“This much is possible between friends.”

“What if my friend is offended?”

“I bet you won’t. It’s for a friend.”

Even if Yulia doesn’t accept it, my choice will be the same.

Because I know how dangerous Sir Grace is.

She doesn’t want her to be in danger because of me.

I’d rather be hated than that.

Because we were originally nothing.

It’s just that the relationship that happened to be close goes back to the original flow.

At my answer without hesitation, Sharon asked with a shameless expression.

“Is house watching for friends?”

“…That’s what it says.”

This is really nasty. No matter who sees it, I talked about the letter, but are you saying that you’re going to come and pretend now that everything you want to hear came out?

I couldn’t believe I said this, but I really just didn’t know, and I wasn’t playing drums and drums by myself, right?

Anyway, we finished our short conversation and went back to the table in the living room where Yulia was.

“Really. What are you looking at so intently that you are so late?”

“hahahaha. Just by chance?”

“There is something to see in our house. Shame on you…”

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Julia didn’t seem to notice that her letter was there.

When should I read this again?

Assuming Sharon noticed, it wasn’t easy to get the timing right.

To be honest, looking back on what I read earlier, there was nothing special about it. Rather, it contained only ordinary greetings between relatives. There may be a possibility that the topic I was concerned about will come up after that, but personally, I would rather just continue with the trivial content as it is.

“Wow, that smells crazy.”

“Wait a minute. Because I almost baked it.”

The smell of delicious bread wafting from the oven.

It was so fragrant that I instantly forgot all my worries and only thought of how delicious it would be.

Freshly toasted bread that is ready and served on the table after a while.

“Isn’t it just that we came here and couldn’t rest and overwork ourselves?”

“What is this excessive? Rather, thank you for coming.”

How can a person be this kind? Not only is he a good personality, but his looks, grades, family, etc. Are perfect. It’s almost faster to find out what she lacks.

“This is really good.”

“Could you teach my sister to cook? You really have to learn something.”

“Hee hee. It will be fun to do that later.”

The bread was very tasty, as expected. We ate everything until the plate was clean.

A lot of time has passed. Now, I guess I’ll have to get Yulia out of her place so she can rest.

But she had to read the letter first. Because I can’t just take this and leave.

I got up with the judgment that I couldn’t put it off any longer.

“I’ll go to the bathroom for a minute.”

“Ah, if you go over there, you will find it.”

I nodded and headed for the bathroom and locked the door.

“Whoa…”

No one bothers anymore. The door is locked, so Sharon won’t come in.

So, it’s time to check the contents of the letter you didn’t read earlier.

‘To her dear nephew.’

[The reason I am writing this letter today is no different…]

Yes. From here

The timing for full-fledged content to come out. In order not to miss a single letter, I read the next part with my eyes wide open and focused.

[Today, a scoop article was distributed nationwide. You must have already read the newspaper, but it was shocking news that a thief had raided the palace, encountered the princess, and stole the treasure of the royal family.]

As expected, this letter was not a simple greeting.

I didn’t feel good even though it came out exactly as I expected. After all, the situation I was worried about actually happened.

For now, I continued reading.

[The problem is that the source of the news is our family. Unfortunately, I am very sorry for this fact. It’s not a good thing for our family’s name to be hastily entangled in such an important matter.]

It was expressed quite euphemistically, but it was clear what he meant.

This incident was not the way she wanted it to be, and I feel sorry for Grace for doing this on her own without her permission. In other words, this was a warning message to his family.

[Of course, that’s not a bad thing. Rather, it deserves praise. But I don’t want the same thing to happen in the future. Wouldn’t that be a very inefficient and dangerous way to officially abuse the family name without the head of the household knowing?]

This part was also in line with the above. The praise in the front is just empty words, and the true intention will be the content behind.

A warning to family members who dare to commit acts without their permission.

The body of the letter came after that.

[So, for the sake of order, we are going to correct the accurate reporting system and create a place where all members of our family can gather together and promote friendship. I can come down to my parents’ house on the evening of the coming Saturday, so please be sure to attend on time.]

“·······.”

I never thought it would come this far.

Anyway, it seemed that he took it much more seriously than I thought. Doesn’t that mean that he will summon all the family members to find out who did the culprit?

If you are accused of being the culprit, then what? I don’t know exactly, but it’s impossible for that viper-like guy to pass by. I’m sure you’ll make him pay the price for humiliating himself.

The fortunate fact is that there is no one who could be the culprit.

Actually, I did get a little help from Gilbert, but it had nothing to do with the seal on the article, so you’ll never notice.

That seal is nothing more than an elaborate fake made at the behest of a forger.

Even Sir Grace, hailed as a hero, could not discern the forger’s lies.

And another one.

Fortunately, there was a point.

That I knew this beforehand.

If you didn’t know, there wouldn’t be a way, but since you’ve figured out the facts, you can devise appropriate countermeasures.

Speaking of countermeasures, there is no particularly grandiose goal. I just wanted to help prevent damage to Yulia.

Grace’s home this Saturday evening.

After making sure I remembered, I returned the letter back to its original state and left the bathroom.

“What are you doing so late? Maybe constipated?”

“Noisy.”

“Huh. I can’t even joke because I’m scared.”

I responded appropriately to Rachel’s words and sat back down to chat casually.

I could feel Sharon’s stare staring at me from the other side, but after all, I didn’t regret the choice of stealing the letter.

Conversely, what if Yulia is in danger after not noticing this fact? I would have blamed myself and regretted it, thinking it was all my fault.

“Thank you so much for coming today.”

“No. I’m glad you look okay.”

“Yes. It will come out tomorrow, so don’t worry too much!”

It’s time to say goodbye. With Yulia seeing us off, we left the ordinary house.

“·······.”

However, there was one question that still lingered until this moment.

Yulia looked lost in her troubles from her yesterday’s academy.

But all of her scoop articles and letters didn’t appear until late in the evening.

In other words, she is different from her original concerns.

Besides, it’s kind of strange to get sick with just one letter asking you to come down to your parents’ house on the weekend.

It occurred to her that there was still an unsolved mystery to her.

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