278 – Let’s go to my house – 3
After arriving at the manor, unpacking, putting the back on the bed, and greeting the family head as evening approaches.
“I don’t know if it fits in your mouth.”
Her mother gently opened her mouth at the gathering dinner.
“It’s perfect. I’ve never had such a pleasant meal.”
At that, Section 4, who was alert as if standing vigil, answered like a knife.
In fact, looking at the mountains of this food, it’s hard to say that it’s not good. It’s like, ‘I don’t know what you like, so I prepared everything.’ Doesn’t it seem like the word came true? I hadn’t been to the kitchen today, but I know the chef must be at a loss by now. Can you eat all of this?
“If it’s not enough, feel free to tell me. I’ll prepare more.”
“Yes, Mother. Thank you.”
I don’t think it would be enough to eat all day, but Section 4 answered without hesitation this time too.
If I could see the successor’s compliance with the senior’s food advisor from that appearance, would it be because of my feelings? I’m afraid that if it’s the 4th section manager, I’m really going to force myself to put it in and ask for more.
“Ma’am, let these children eat for now. It’s better not to be at ease while eating.”
And the family head, who was eating quietly at the table of honor, spoke softly.
A warm word for daughters-in-law who may feel burdensome. However, I did not react because I thought I would burst into laughter if I turned my gaze to the householder.
‘Treasure Goblin.’
It shouldn’t be like this, but that word has been stuck in my head since before. The look of the family head with all sorts of presents was very different from usual.
Unlike mother gifts that were unified with necklaces, gifts from family heads were diverse. Brooches, handkerchiefs, scarves, bracelets and more. Items that were really inconsistent were flocked to the head of the family under the name of gifts, and the head of household wore the gifts without any resistance.
I don’t know if this is the heart of an aristocrat accepting gifts from other families, or if it’s the heart of a father-in-law who is pleased with his daughter-in-law’s offensive of gifts. Either way, it’s a bit bizarre.
‘It’s better than my mother.’
Of course, she looks more normal than her mother, who happily wore the necklace as soon as she received it.
I never thought she would wear all six of them on the spot. Rather, the people who gave the gift were embarrassed.
“These are all precious gifts. How can I arrange them? At least today, I want to wear them all.”
I backed off as if I was rather moved by those words. Still, I wonder what it would have been like to have been persuaded for a longer period of time. All of the jewels on the necklace are all different, so it looks like you’re wearing a rainbow.
“No, father. Rather, I’m glad that my mother cares about me.”
Anyway, the mother, who had looked apologetic at the family head’s words, smiled again at Marghetta’s words. In addition, her other daughters-in-law nodded as if agreeing with her, and her complexion brightened even more.
It seems like they are joking around over trivial things, but I wasn’t comfortable knowing why they were doing that. Right after arriving at the estate, she heard something else from the lady-in-waiting who sneaked up to her.
“Your wife didn’t have a harmonious relationship with her parents-in-law. The previous wives passed away early, and the previous head of the household didn’t like her. You will want to enjoy it through your daughters-in-law.”
Since she was not loved by her parents-in-law, she wanted to love and care for her daughter-in-law as much as herself. The desire to create a harmonious relationship between husband and wife, which he did not enjoy.
Hearing those words made each of her mother’s actions look different.
‘A person who is hungry for affection.’
I couldn’t have imagined it. I just thought he was a quiet person who didn’t express his emotions, but I never thought he would have such a heart. He even thinks that maybe the fact that he didn’t pay attention to his children when they were growing up was because he didn’t get proper affection from the Krasius family.
Come to think of it, hasn’t he been trying to improve his relationship with Erich and me since last year? It seems that her mother was not a heartless person, she was just an immature person.
‘Still, it’s fortunate that the couple’s relationship is good.’
I turned my gaze towards the treasure goble, no, the head of the house, which I hadn’t looked at.
A splendidly spoiled relationship between father and son, an immature mind that did not fully show affection for its children. It must have been thanks to the family head that her mother was able to endure despite the many adverse conditions. Wouldn’t it be okay if you have a husband you can trust and rely on even if your relationship with others is not good?
‘…Why is that good?’
Then I suddenly had that thought. It is said that if an inexperienced mother is the person she trusted and relied on, she can communicate with the code to some extent, but the blunt and mechanical narrator… Can the code be correct…? Is there any reason for the relationship between the two of them to be good?
A bit confused. Was the head of the household just as immature as her mother? Are the two of you on good terms because they’re there? In fact, apart from the fact that the head of household sold me to the inspection department, I hadn’t really eaten any candy. Being indifferent to your children is no different from a mother.
‘I don’t know.’
It’s too complex to think about while eating.
But it’s not an urgent matter, so you should take it easy…
Once the water was opened, questions poured in like a dam gate opened. Contrary to my perception, I had doubts that the head of household might not be a rigorous and serious machine man.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Soga, but can I ask for a payment?”
“It doesn’t matter, but isn’t the headmaster here?”
That fundamental question was put to rest thanks to the head of the butler who shyly visited the next morning.
“That, His Excellency is having an important conversation with the lady…”
“Conversation?”
“That’s…”
The words of the butler, who had been silent for a while, were very shocking.
“Your Excellency said he was going to be late yesterday because of work, but when I looked at the shoes he was wearing yesterday, they were covered with dried grass and mud.”
“Why is that?”
“Usually, when you go fishing, that kind of trace remains.”
I was at a loss for words. In summary, isn’t it that her husband, who went to play on the excuse of her work, is being caught by her wife and is being ripped off.
Confused. It is very different from the ones I used to know. Even the butler’s reaction was simply embarrassing, not particularly embarrassed. As if this kind of incident had happened often in the past.
“I think it’s true that His Excellency came together for business reasons. He didn’t go fishing alone, but Count Bardon and Count Horfeld went together.”
The head of the butler hurriedly continued, as if my appearance, unable to open my mouth, looked like ‘a son who was shocked to see his father who brought his daughter-in-law and went to play’.
It’s true that I was shocked, but it wasn’t what the butler thought. As a high-ranking public official, I know that spending private time with someone is part of my job. Before I was dispatched to the academy, hadn’t I been caught by the crown prince and went hunting?
The current shock is nothing more than a shock from an unexpected person showing an unexpected appearance.
‘Conversing…’
I almost closed my eyes for a moment. It means that they are having a good conversation, but doesn’t it mean that they are being bullied one-sidedly by their mother and don’t know what to do? If not, there is no need for the butler to come to me and ask for payment. If they were really in the conversation, they would have slipped in and signed off.
It’s funny that you noticed it while looking at the shoes. Unless you’re a habitual offender, it would be difficult to draw conclusions based on just such clues.
Ah, then you must be a habitual offender.
‘That’s amazing.’
I feel like I’ve learned a family secret I didn’t know about.
I’m not particularly happy.
***
It feels like sitting on a cushion of thorns. I’ve never sat on something like that, but if I did, I’d feel the same way. Why am i here
“I’m sorry, young master. Was it too sudden?”
“Oh, no. It’s fine.”
While staring at the dust floating in the air, Princess Marghetta, who will now be the first sister-in-law, opened her mouth.
Actually, it’s not okay. It’s too sudden. However, she is not alone with Princess Marghetta, and other prospective sisters-in-law rush in and take her away. How can she say no? I’m afraid of what will happen if I go against the second sister-in-law’s planting while struggling to say no.
Yes, fortunately Sera is with the nanny, so it should be fine for a while.
“By the way, why…?”
Still, I had to finish my business as quickly as possible, so I asked directly. If the conversation gets longer, Sera might wander around the castle looking for me.
“I need your advice.”
“My advice?”
I only blinked my eyes at the unexpected words. Advice? To whom? To me? To me, a mere student, over the continent’s best magician, Majonggong?
…Why…?
“Advice is impossible unless you are the son of Carl and his family.”
Princess Marghetta carefully added, as if she had read the gaze full of confusion and doubt.
“It’s Carl’s birthday soon.”
Ah, that’s it.
As soon as I heard that it was her birthday, there was something that made her nod. My older brother’s birthday right in front of me, lovers asking for advice from me, my family.
It’s obvious. You must be asking for a present that your brother will like. I wonder if it’s too late to ask since it’s my birthday in a few days, but it’s about buying a present anyway.
“I don’t know.”
“Yes?”
“Hyung’s taste. I don’t know too much. I’m a person who doesn’t cover anything.”
That’s why I answered in advance. It seems that there have been similar questions and answers before, but I really don’t know.
My older brother is someone who has never revealed that he has a taste. If you give, you receive what you give, and if you receive, use it until it is broken. Such a passable and round person is my older brother.
“It’s too obvious to say, but he’ll be happy if you give him anything— he will…”
Before I could finish my words, Prince Mahjong waved his hand into the air, and the boxes fell rumbling around him.
The sight of one, then two, and then dozens, dozens, and nearly a hundred boxes appearing and piling up was quite spectacular.
“I prepared a present. But I prepared a lot of it…”
“Oh, yes.”
I stared blankly at the boxes that were still piling up. What is this Did you buy it blindly because you don’t know what you like? With the thought that I’ll get one and take it?
It’s a sure way. There must be at least one of my brother’s tastes.
“I’d like to give Carl something he really likes. If I just give him a lot, he’ll look too insincere.”
No, if the quantity exceeds a certain number, I wonder if that is sincere. How can you imitate the sincerity of preparing over a hundred gifts to give what you want?
Still, I couldn’t bear to shake my head firmly because there were six pairs of eyes staring at me earnestly.
Even with that gaze, there are three people I know well, and two people older than me.
“Hey, or something that oppa doesn’t have… Is there anything like that?”
As she pondered over the top of the box, Irina opened her mouth slightly.
Yeah, that’s a good approach. If you don’t know what your brother likes, giving him something he doesn’t have would be a better way. Originally, it’s strange to buy gifts with my own money, but aren’t the best things to receive from others for free?
‘Is there anything missing?’
But I don’t know that either. I don’t even know what my brother has in the first place, so how do I know?
…Ah.
“Vacation?”
As I was rolling my head, I spat out a word that came to mind.
Ah, isn’t it? No vacation, no retirement?
First of all, if you’re looking for something your brother desperately wants but doesn’t have, then taking a vacation and retiring seems like the right thing to do.