61 – An impatient villain
The usual bright atmosphere. A family was having a conversation in a restaurant on Baslet Street.
“Is it true that you succeeded in the aura, Eran?”
“Yes, Father.”
My father started looking at me proudly. Even my mother, who was next to me, was looking at me happily.
Then the mother opened her mouth.
“How did you end up using it?”
“⋯⋯I can’t say that.”
I can never say anything. The fact that he succeeded in the aura while being angry at Sael’s provocation.
“As I said, I unfold my aura thinking of Daria. Then you…”
“⋯.”
At the same time, my father smiled and looked at me. The reason for bringing out that word in this situation was simple.
I meant that the success of my aura had something to do with Shael.
I couldn’t help but nod my head. Because once it was true.
“As expected.”
“⋯⋯Yes.”
“Go to Shael quickly.”
Without much resistance, they were kicked out.
* * *
“You are late.”
“It’s not too late.”
As if thinking about what happened last time, Shael mocks me and says I’m late. I answered without sincerity.
No, it wasn’t too late in the first place.
“How long are you going to use half words? Not a kid.”
“Do you want that from me?”
Of course I hate it. If you want to be respected, respect comes first. But not my fiancée, Sael.
She has a personality worthy of being called a villainess. She has all kinds of eccentric hobbies. She also has a strange mindset.
Think about the past when you were harassed by the wicked woman. A really boring time.
-‘How are you feeling today?’
-‘It was good. Seeing you makes me dirty.’
-‘⋯I see.’
From out of the blue disputes to disregard to the extent that it is hard to believe that it is done to the children of the duchy.
The villainess Shael treated me as a target for venting her anger. For a whopping one year.
So I changed too.
-‘Please stare at the wall today.’
-‘⋯⋯Fuck.’
-‘⋯⋯What now, say⋯⋯.’
-‘Can you keep your mouth shut? If that’s difficult, should I sew it with a sword?’
Thinking back then makes me laugh. Because Shael’s reaction was really interesting.
-‘⋯What, what⋯⋯.’
-‘I’m not good at sewing, but if I do it with a sword, I think things will change again. After all, it’s a famous swordsmanship.’
The day I first expressed my anger at the villainess. Starting from that day, everything changed.
Anything feels difficult at first, but after that it wasn’t.
If Sael wants to bully me, I’ll bully him before that. If Shael is going to do her bad, I’ll scold him before he does.
It took a little while to get to where we are today.
If there’s one problem⋯ it’s just that Sael and I have strange tastes.
In other words, we who are dog mates… Became closer and closer. It’s really absurd.
“So, what is my wish?”
“What a wish.”
“You said that if you succeed in the aura, your wish will be granted.”
I did. But you’re breaking your promise. Repeating this to himself, he laughed at Shael.
Shael, unaware of my feelings, said with a grin.
“First, bring me some dessert.”
“When do you say you found a dessert shop that has a dessert that tastes similar to mine?”
“It wasn’t exactly the same. A commoner with a bad feeling goes to that dessert shop all the time.”
I wasn’t going to keep it, but at least I could give you dessert. As usual, I brought out a dessert for Shael.
“Is that enough?”
“⋯⋯”
While eating cupcakes, Shael spat out an incomprehensible word. At the same time, Shael shook her head.
“⋯⋯ Again, what. You should have given me dessert. Not even a piglet.”
“Drink.”
Shael handed me a bottle of strange juice. Juice with a color that makes you feel bitter just by looking at it.
Is it tree juice? Anyway, I was convinced. I’m sure you’ll never eat it.
“I hate it.”
“⋯⋯Drink.”
Is it poisonous? That’s not going to happen. I tried poison detection magic, but I couldn’t feel any poison.
In fact, it is impossible to detect high-risk poisons with my poison detection magic, but…
There is no reason for Sael to poison me in the first place. She is a wicked woman with strange tastes. After I cursed her at her, our relationship with her became closer in its own way.
If I die, no one will make dessert for me.
Oh, would you like to go to a dessert shop that is said to have a similar taste to my dessert?
But even that would be impossible. Because my dessert will be better. It was a fact that could be known from Sael’s reaction.
“Yes, give it to me.”
Shael handed me a jug of juice. She took the tin and opened the lid. A strange smell wafted up immediately.
Shael frowned at her. It was because of the smell. On the subject of trying to feed me something like this, she frowns and says she doesn’t want to smell just one.
Drrr!
I got up from my seat. With one hand holding the barrel Sael had given him.
“⋯⋯ What, what?”
“Let’s see what kind of juice it is.”
“⋯!”
I squeezed the juice into Shael’s mouth while he was eating dessert. It won’t be poison, so you’ll be fine.
“Swallow.”
There must have been only a little juice left. So I thought I would spit out the rest…
After hearing my words, Shael began to swallow the juice. It was amazing.
Feeling strange, I asked Shael.
“What kind of juice was it, did you really swallow it without any resistance?”
“The sap of the tree of obedience.”
Even from the name, this juice is unusual. No matter how you think about it, it’s not a juice that seems to be used in a good place.
“What is that?”
“The juice you can command to do anything.”
Somehow, it didn’t make sense to start with a straight job like this. It was evident that it was due to the sap of the tree of submission.
Realizing her mistake, Shael covered her mouth with her hands, but ⋯⋯.
Even that was useless.
“Release your hand and answer.”
“⋯⋯Yes.”
Sayel is really following my words. Shael doesn’t listen to her.
I had a hunch. This situation will be an opportunity that will never come again.
“Are you waiting for me these days?”
A really cringe question. I almost grabbed her head.
Even though I’ve received letters from many noble ladies due to my status as a duke, I’ve never been in a relationship.
So I wasn’t used to these words. However, I wanted to ask in order to make fun of Shael later.
Sael, she really will be waiting for me every time.
Although there was a trap called dessert… It would be enough of a joke to annoy Shael.
“⋯⋯, Yes.”
Sael couldn’t overcome her medicinal effect, and she answered me. I started thinking of the next question.
A question I decided after a long thought. It was a fairly unconventional question.
“Do you hate me?”
I wanted to ask if you like it. I couldn’t because of shame. Still, this counter-question should have given him the answer as well.
The moment Sael was about to open his mouth. Of course, when Sael was about to answer, Duke Jespen came in.
Drrr!
“Eran, Shael. I’m glad you seem to be on good terms.”
“Yes, Duke. Wouldn’t it be natural for fiancés to do that?”
I spoke for Duke Jespen, who was looking at us happily for a moment.
“Right, Shael?”
“⋯.”
With honorific words not usually used. Sael couldn’t help but nod her head at her impudence.
Duke Jespen said with a smile.
“Okay, then you will see your grandchildren soon.”
Duke Jespen, who was watching Shael at the same time, quickly left the room.
“⋯.”
Anyway, another opportunity came. But I didn’t want to repeat the previous question, “Do you hate me?”
I didn’t want to know Sael’s feelings using the medicinal effect.
Instead of that. Something came to mind at Duke Jespen’s words and I said to Shael.
“If, by any chance, you have a child later…”
“⋯⋯?”
“Whose personality resembles more?”
Of course, this is a question Sael would avoid. It was a question based on the premise that a child would be born between me and Sael.
But the effect of the juice of the tree of obedience was great.
“⋯⋯It must have been more like my personality.”
If that’s the case, I think I’ll want to cry. My child will have a dirty personality? Shaking his head, he said to Shael.
“My personality is fine. If so…”
“⋯.”
“⋯⋯Name. What should I name it?”
Actually, I shouldn’t be hasty in naming it, but…
I couldn’t stand it when I thought about my future with Sael. In the first place, me and Sael had a cool personality that didn’t bother me.
“Name⋯⋯.”
“Yes, name. I wish I could be your daughter.”
Actually, my son is also welcome. But I think it would be really cute if her daughter ended up looking like Shael. Of course, I hope my personality doesn’t resemble him.
Shael, who has no patience, opened her mouth. She had made up that precious name without a moment’s thought.
“How about Ruel?”
“It’s Ruel.”
At most a few minutes of trouble. However, Shael and I were convinced. I can’t think of a better name than this.
“It’s a pretty, cute name.”
“⋯⋯Isn’t it?”
“I don’t think there can be a better name than this.”
The two impatient men and women made up their mind right away. The two impatient men and women were a pair that really suited each other.