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Chapter 11




In the frigid atmosphere, I received hotter and more enthusiastic looks than ever.
The pupils of the vassals, maids, and dress room staff were shaking like there was an earthquake.
I glanced up.
The Duke of Paeraton was staring at the uncle who asked me the question.
Looking at the uncle, he was rolling his eyes back and shedding something, I didn’t know if it was sweat or tears.
I thought he was muttering something, but I couldn’t hear him well.
‘Wife, son, I couldn’t even say goodbye…’ I think I just heard something along those lines.
Next to him, another man comforted him, saying, “I’ll take care of your son until he’s all grown up.”
“My- my lady, think again. Didn’t you say you liked him?”
Another retainer asked with a desperate look.
Well, there’s nothing we can do.
“Yeah, I like you, dad. This much……”
I once again spread my index finger and thumb as wide as a bean.
The lips of the vassals turned blue at the confirmed death.
As soon as I glanced up at the Duke, our eyes met.
No emotion could be read from the red eyes.
I smiled broadly at the eyes, not avoiding them.
“-I don’’t!”
A clear voice reverberated in the quiet room.
“As much as all of everything in the universe combined, minus this amount from space!”
I stretched my arms out to the full.
“I like my dad that much!”
What do you think? This is the K-Joke!
Korean joke!
“Heuk.”
“Cough…”
“Cough, Heuk…!”
There were groans everywhere.
People suffered from acute atrial fibrillation, holding their hearts or had difficulty breathing.
The tension was all over the place, but the Duke of Paeraton did not respond.
He just looked at me.
‘Was, was it too much…’
Late embarrassment came upon me.
The Duke opened his mouth as I was sweating, and could not avoid his eyes.
“I couldn’t hear you.”
Sorry?
“I couldn’t hear you.”
‘Are, are you telling me to say it again?’
The face of the most expressionless Duke, it seemed to be wrong, but…
I wasn’t sure about it, but I just opened my mouth.
“I, I like my dad as much as the world except this amount…”
He turned his head away from me without much reaction.
‘Wasn’t this right?’
I just said something shameful again.
Tch, as I pouted out my lips, the Duke asked the vassals.
“Did you hear what my daughter said?”
“We heard it!”
“The Youngest Miss really loves you!”
“I’m curious to know the secret of how to be loved by your daughter so much!”
One side of the Duke’s mouths rose haughtily.
It seems like you’re in a good mood after being flattered.
‘What, Duke… so childish…’
I was a little nervous and looked at the Duke with cloudy eyes.
At that moment, the Duke’s face turned to me.
“……but why did you take that much away?”
Oops.
It was a surprise question.
‘What should I do? There’s no more ad-lib.’
Because both the speaker and the listener are in a state of panic, my hands and feet are shriveled up.
I never thought you’d ask this question.
The world of Rofan, it’s not easy!
“Because I’ll like you even more from now on.”
I opened my mouth thinking up an answer.
“If I’m with my dad. If I spend time with my dad.”
‘Yeah, if you don’t let me go and let me live here. ‘
“If we continue to be together, I’m sure I’ll like you better!”
The uncle nodded with a flabby face to my words.
“That’s why you took this much out.”
“Yes!”
“You’re still young, and yet you’re so thoughtful.”
“How can you be so good…!”
“As expected…. it’s genetic.”
By the way, why does the designer sister keep saying something like that?
As the surrounding noise passed through one ear and out the other, I looked up to the Duke.
He didn’t react at all. No, he just looked at me with a firmer face than before.
‘It was a very embarrassing ad-lib.’
Tch.
I pouted my mouth.
***
Yutra’s POV
After a disturbance, Yutra, who had finished measuring, frowned.
‘The size is different from the previous order.’
She didn’t bother to ask.
It would be like pointing out that the measurements sent by the Duke were wrong.
‘By the way, the dress I made the other day must have been big because it was made to fit that size…’
I really wanted to see the young princess wearing it, but it was a shame.
‘All the dresses I chose today are tailored to the size that was sent before, so I’m in a bind.’
Yutra bowed to the Duke.
“The dresses you bought will be a little larger than the Miss’ size, but there will be no problem with trying on.”
All of the clothes I’m showing now were special and great works by Yutra.
‘That’s why even if you sell just one piece, the price is higher than a month’s sales!’
Yutra waited for the princess to try on the clothes with a deep smile.
But no matter how much time passed, the Duke of Paeraton never let go of his daughter.
In the end, she had no choice but to open her mouth first.
“Well, Duke, if you want her to try the dress, you have to put her down…”
“Why does she need to try it on?”
A low voice cut her off.
“What? To choose what you like…”
Of course a try on is needed.
You can’t choose the dress that exceeds the cost of living for a middle-class family for three months without even trying them on.
The Duke of Paeraton said to the bewildered Yutra.
“I’m going to buy everything.”
Pardon? What did you say?
Even Yutra, who was eager to deal with all sorts of nobles, couldn’t keep her composure this time.
She opened her mouth wide.
“We’ve got her correct size, so we can fix it accordingly. Let’s buy all the clothes we chose today.”
Yutra hastily closed her mouth at the smooth talk.
‘Jackpot!’
A golden brass bell ringed in front of her.
She bowed her head, trying to calm her rising smile.
“Understood, sir.”
***
FL’s POV
‘It looks expensive, but you’re going to buy it all? Are you serious?’
I looked at the Duke of Paeraton in bewilderment.
Even if I change my clothes twice a day, I don’t think I can wear them all and the season will change!
“There are conditions instead.”
The Duke looked at the hanging clothes and looked at me, specifically looking at my hands.
“Tighten the sleeves to the wrist or make them short for all the dresses.”
“Pardon?”
“Pull the sleeves of my daughter’s clothes so that it doesn’t reach the palm”
“…yes, I see.”
The designer’s sister answered, but she looked like she didn’t know why he was making such a request.
But I knew.
“Is that all you’ve wiped? They have to shine!”
Kkkkkk, isn’t your throat stuffy?
Don’t you feel frustrated?
Dear reader, what you need now is a cool Cider that will clear the stuffiness!
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(*t/n: Koreans use sweet potato to describe when you feel stuffy or frustrated. They also use Cider (Sprite, yes, the carbonated drink, is called Cider in Korea) to describe the refreshing feeling)
‘…What?’