#9 Capital (4)
The Madame’s hand trembled as she took measurements.
It was a natural reaction, but it was also bittersweet.
These are scars all over her body when she was still not good at cutting.
It’s not just the scars.
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There were also places where the original shape was lost due to burns and gunshot wounds, so the scars on the whole body were quite horrific even to Elric.
There were thoughts that came naturally.
‘I can’t show my wife anything.’
Elric was taken aback the moment he remembered her surprised face.
A mischievous laugh came out.
‘What are you thinking… .’
What is there to show in the first place?
Elric was able to shake off his thoughts in no time as he seemed to be absorbed in vulgar thoughts.
“It’s all done!”
The madam finished marking the measurements with an effortless smile.
A pro is also a pro.
Elric smiled and put on a shirt.
“Thank you. What else do I have to do?”
“Let’s go see fabrics and designs! After all, isn’t the wearer’s taste the most important thing when it comes to clothes?”
“That too. Let’s go.”
After leaving the studio, Tyria was sitting on the sofa and looking at the catalog.
When I pretended to be there, she raised her head.
“Are you finished?”
“exactly. Now I will look at the fabric and design.”
“Yes, I was looking ahead.”
You mean without consultation?
The words almost came out, but eventually Elric remembered the past and finished his nod.
Elric’s tailcoat is entirely determined by Tyria’s choice.
Elric replied with an awkward smile at the madam’s glance.
“… Your wife has a much better eye for clothes. I guess I should talk to you over there.”
“Oh my, you are a dear wife!”
match!
I was just grateful that they clapped their hands and cheered right away.
Tyria’s expression shook for a moment, but it was too short a time for Elric to confirm his intentions.
“Then, madam, which one did you like?”
“… From this side.”
Tyria and Madame quickly fell into a conversation.
Mainly, when Tyria chose the fabric, the madam would comment on which color would go well with what color and what type of suit would suit her size and frame, but it was just a painful conversation for Elric.
So, he violently ate the refreshments on the tea table and sipped black tea to kill time, but there was no sign of the conversation ending.
How long are you going to be there
It was at this moment that boredom appeared in Elric’s mind.
with my daughter-
The door to the dressmaker’s shop opened.
The new guest, Madam, raised her head and tried to greet him with a bright face,
“welcome… .”
It was hardened.
It wasn’t just Madame.
Tyria was also slightly narrowing her brows.
If it’s a person who doesn’t reveal discomfort at all, who the hell did he see?
Elric looked at the entrance curiously.
“… Whoops, aren’t you Lady Wibin?”
There was a slender-looking blond-haired young man there.
He was a man with a crooked chin, as if he had been beaten with a fist, but the luxurious clothes he was wearing seemed to be the offspring of a fairly influential family.
“Madam, do you know someone?”
Upon asking, the man’s gaze turned to Elric.
Elric could sense a slight hostility in it.
One soon disappeared.
“Oh, Baron Portman? I heard the news… .”
His gaze swept over Elric, then to the staff in his hand.
A crooked smile came to mind, like a twisted chin.
“… Oops, it looks like you had an accident during your wandering period?”
Elric was no fool.
No, to be precise, he was the one who had the quickest insight into some of the emotions he had experienced.
‘It’s a quarrel.’
Hostility, vigilance, and superiority and relief.
They were messily intertwined and turned into a sarcastic tone.
The eyes looking down are pretty disgusting.
Annoyance was also visible.
‘What is this… .’
It was dumbfounded rather than bad to see such a face in the first meeting.
Should I be angry?
No, the opponent was too insignificant for that.
‘If I hit it one night, my head might explode.’
Being a noble, it is understandable that he did not undergo arduous mana training, but I wonder if he lacks exercise.
When I glanced at it, the muscle mass was appalling. His physique looked good on the outside, but there was too much fat in his intestines, and his body metabolism was creaking.
‘Diet problem? No, the lifestyle itself is a bad person.’
It’s a total mess.
Among the dogs, the only thing that stands out is the traces of sexually transmitted diseases.
He seems to have a pretty promiscuous sex life.
It was obvious that he would die prematurely if left as it was.
“… Head of household, this is Aman Nimrud Youngsik, the successor of the Nimrud count family.”
Tyria came forward and introduced him.
Elric exclaimed, “Ah.”
It was because I remembered hearing the name before coming here.
-At this banquet, you have to cut sides with Count Nimrud. Have you been researching his tastes?
To be precise, the surname, Yeong-shik, was heard from the street just before the nobleman’s attempt to strife with his father.
As expected, it seemed to be a powerful family.
The high nose is also understandable. There was no need to pretend, so Elric stood up with his cane and greeted him properly.
“Elric from Portman. You don’t have to call me baron. Because you didn’t complete the succession process.”
I smiled kindly and asked for a handshake, but the response that came back was sluggish.
His gaze was already on Tyria.
that is,
“Your young lady has become even more beautiful after that.”
Something stirred in Elric’s stomach.
“… It is too much praise.”
“How have you been? I was worried because the last news was that the Baron had returned. I’ve been away from home for 10 years and now I’m here… Oops, excuse me.”
He smiled and looked at Elric.
Elric pondered for a moment.
‘Should I kill him?’
No, let’s calm down. It can’t be.
This is Ferdin in the East, not the West, and Iza is still the heir to the influential county.
Would it be a bit annoying to deal with the aftermath if you let go of your work due to personal feelings?
Moreover, there was no Elbus Graham here to help.
It felt like his presence was desperate again, but he couldn’t ask for help even in a place like this, so Elric laughed haha.
“I am fine… .”
“By the way, how could the young lady be a dressmaker? Oh, are you trying to match the baron’s tailcoat?”
“… yes.”
“Hmm, it seems that the relationship isn’t that bad.”
Elric’s smile quickly faded.
The gaze of the one called Nimrud was annoyed.
To be precise, the way he looked at Tyria was so disgusting that he wanted to dig it out.
Besides that, every time he dared to call Tyria a lady, he felt like punching him in the face.
Elric surprised himself for bringing up such an idea.
I’ve never thought of this since I was 20, so how could I be so angry?
There was an emotion bubbling inside of me.
The destination of the emotion was clear.
Elric hated the author messing around in the vicinity of Tyria.
“Youngsik, if you don’t mind, can I take care of the family affairs first?”
“hmm?”
“I was choosing the fabric.”
Despite Tyria’s blatant discomfort, Aman Nimrud didn’t move.
Elric’s hand gripped the staff.
But what kind of harmony is this?
“If that’s the case, I can help.”
Aman Nimrud said with a smile.
“Isn’t a man’s clothes a man’s law? I wanted to make friends with the baron. Let me help the baron myself.”
Elric laughed as the arrow returned to him.
Aman Nimrud took the money out of his wallet and handed it to the madam.
“Hey, madam, why don’t you go to a nearby dessert cafe for a while. I would like to have a close talk with my baron.”
What is my desire to be alone?
No, there is no need to worry. The intention is quite clear.
“That, that… .”
The madam noticed Elric.
Elric pondered for a moment, then nodded.
As always, the hotter the heart, the colder the head.
“It is my good fortune. I was a bit worried about what to do at the banquet because I don’t have any face to be with the aristocrats of the royal capital.”
A look of concern was visible on Tyria’s face.
Ah, I felt like my mind was at ease a little.
‘Am I crazy?’
In fact, even though it’s not that big of a difference from usual, I feel worried, and I feel better alone, and my anger subsides.
“Madam, come on for a while.”
“house owner… .”
“It’s okay.”
Elric grinned.
Tyria pursed her lips, but soon let out a deep sigh and left the door with Madam.
It was the moment when Aman Nimrud and I were left alone in the dressmaker’s shop.
Elric looked at Aman Nimrud with a deep smile.
‘I have to put on a smile.’
Wasn’t there such a teaching?
It is said that a smile brings peace.
If you want to buy this unscrupulous man and send him out unharmed… .
“Young Ae is really… .”
“baroness.”
… Composure is bullshit.
Elric intercepted Aman Nimrud’s words and stepped closer to him.
There was a height difference of about a head between the two.
Aman Nimrud staggered back.
Elric looked down at him and spoke again.
“The baroness. Baroness Portman.”
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Embarrassment and shame began to spread across Aman Nimrud’s face.
Of course, Elric didn’t know.
The feeling of blood rushing through his head was so profound that it was too much for him to think of calming him down.
“Look. English.”
So close.
If this was the West, I would have pulled out my limbs and thrown them in front of my parents.
But it was fine.
As always, there was always a way.
“A married young lady is called a wife. Tyria Portman is my wife.”
Aman Nimrud’s countenance became quite formidable.
Elric felt quite welcome.
It reminded me of the physiology of an aristocrat I heard from Elbus Graham the other day.
– Living for a just cause and dying for a just cause is nobility. So, in a dispute between nobles, even if they try to kill the opponent first, they tend to accept it if the justification is sufficient. To put it noblely, yes, but to put it a little bluntly… .
-If you say?
-… It means that when you want to have a good fight, you use the technique of gently scratching the opponent and popping them. Aristocrats are a more petty race than you might think.
Elric longed for it.
“Since I am the one to receive the title of baron, it is proper to call your wife a baroness. You seem to be lacking in education in that regard.”
Please bark a little longer.
I’ll make a good cause for that.