Dad was silent as if he would wait forever for me to open my mouth.
Andâ.
âWhoa, what should I do?â
My head was spinning non-stop.
I was caught off guard!
I was nervous that Joseph might have grabbed a string other than my Dad, soâ.
âItâs a big deal. Dad seemed suspicious of me before.â
Didnât I make up my mind then?
Donât go out and get caught by the smart and quick-witted protagonist. Just take a step back.
âNo, by the way. Itâs game over from the start if I canât capture the tactician!â
I canât just leave it alone, right? So I had no choice.
âUhm,â I tilted my head, trying to be as calm as I could. âWhat does that mean?â
Letâs pretend not to know for now.
ââŠ.â
Dad looked into my eyes again.
I felt embarrassedâ.
âAhaha!â
Soon, Dad just laughed and lay down on the bed.
âItâs nothing. Dad must have been confused.â
âReally?â
I lay down with my hesitant Dad and covered myself with the blanket.
We lay side by side and didnât speak for a while.
âI was caught. One hundred percent, this.â
I closed my eyes tightly.
In fact, it wouldnât have been possible to avoid the sharp protagonistâs pursuit forever.
âPrincess.â
âEung.â
Dad turned to me and said, resting on his chin.
âA few days after Princess entered the training center, Uncle Joseph came to see Dad.â
âAh, I see.â
âHe said he would be friends with Dad?â
âWow, that would have been nice.â
âEung. But no one else should know that Dad and Uncle Joseph are friends.â
I just realized
âIt must have been Operation Undercover.â
Joseph LĂŒttmann was already a famous figure in the past.
Numerous nobles who wanted to seize power had kept him by his side.
What if that kind of Joseph openly sticks next to Dad?
It can be known that Enoch Rubinstein had something big on him.
Even the Emperor would be wary of Dad.
âAnd Uncle Joseph, he decided to pretend to be friends with someone other than Dad.â
âEung.â
And now the reason Dad is saying all these things to meâ.
âI really got caught. You totally know.â
Duke Enoch Rubinstein, listen!
âFrom that, it was clear that I was the owner of the letter for Dadâs revolution.
âHaam. Sleepy. Isnât my princess sleepy?â
âIâm sleepy too.â
âThen letâs go to sleep.â
Dad hugged me, left a kiss on my cheek, and fell asleep quickly.
Of course, I didnât sleep a wink.
Iâm trying to figure out the main characterâs intentions, who notices his suspicious daughter but doesnât say anything.
* * *
I guessed that Dad would definitely dig my back.
So⊠about a week?
I lived like a very ordinary seven-year-old aristocratic child.
Eat, sleep, play.
I also temporarily stopped contacting Rico through Jetty and Jun.
Then it was the first outing in a while.
And aloneâ!
âHehee.â
âOf course not.
I smiled and waved at the huge escorts as I looked out the bakeryâs window.
The escorts who all adore me.
I snort and shake my hand.
âWhat did Rico think when he asked me to come here? Itâs a big deal if I do something suspicious.â
Thatâs what I thoughtâ.
âLady, here are your chocolate macaroons and cocoa.â
âWhoa! Thank youâ huh!â
The employee at the bakery who served desserts while wearing a pretty pink apron looked familiar to me.
Thatâs right, Rico!
On either side of him were two female employees with bright smiles.
âThereâs an escort outside, right? Would you take care of your expression and grab me with the feeling of wanting to play with you? With the staff next to me. Donât worry. Theyâre guild members.â
âO, oh, I see. Yes.â
As expected, Rico is smart.
I sat Rico down naturally and looked out the window.
All right, that was natural.
Rico and the two sisters would look like a bored aristocratic lady sitting with them.
âFirst of all, congratulations on graduating from the training center.â
âThank you.â
âIt was an unexpected grade.â
âYes. Thatâs what happened.â
âTry the macaron. I made it myself.â
âOh?â
I was curious, so I ate it right away, and it tasted good.
Rico is multi-talentedâ.
âThings got complicated.â
âIs something happened?â
As I mumbled, Rico let out a sigh.
âJoseph LĂŒttman. It seems that he caught a different line. He met a man named the Marquis of Arlon Chambers about a month ago.â
âAh.â
I wiped the chocolate cream off my mouth and shook my head.
âYou donât have to worry about that.â
âWhy? Didnât you intend to take in Joseph LĂŒttman?â
Rico wiped my mouth with a tissue, saying, âItâs not cleaned yet.â
âBecause there will be rumors if he sticks around with Dad. He says itâs a trick with the Marquis of Chambers.â
âAha.â
Rico admired with relief.
âOhh. Joseph, heâs quite meticulous. Heâs already on that alert.â
Of course, Joseph LĂŒttman was the best brain among the character.
âRico Rico! Do you like candy?â
âYes? Candy?â
I took out a package of candy from the rabbit bag I was carrying.
Then I fed Rico and the guild members one by one with the candy I took out of the package.
âItâs delicious, right! What does it taste like?â
âIt tastes like strawberries.â
âHehe. Eat the rest.â
And I handed the remaining package to Rico.
âAh.â
Rico glanced inside the package and laughed.
In fact, the gimmicked package of some candies contained Salvacion.
âLady is meticulous too.â
âBasic. But does Rico work here?â
âYes. It is an outside job. I am a surprisingly famous pastry chef.â
âWow. Youâre meticulousâŠ.â
âItâs basic.â
I chuckled when I saw Rico return my words.
âBut did you ask me to meet you because of Uncle Joseph?â
âThereâs that, too. Thereâs something the Lady needs to know.â
âWhat is it?â
âThe illegitimate son of the Marquis of Onyx is Dos, right?â
âAh, Cheshire. Yes.â
âThe Marquis Onyx is preparing to take him back.â
âPff.â
âOh, my. Isnât it hot?â
I was surprised while drinking cocoa and spilled it.
âWhat do you meanâŠ?â
Rico said, wiping the cocoa dripping under my chin.
âItâs true. Dos are rare. If one comes out somehow, itâs a family celebration.â
âI, it doesnât matter if itâs known that heâs an illegitimate child?â
âOf course. Marquis Onyx has much more to gain than to lose by bringing his child back.â
Rico continued, rolling the candy in his mouth.
âThese days, he argues with the Marchioness every day. Cheshire, heâs thinking of bringing him in and inheriting his family.â
ââŠ? Cheshire didnât say he was going, so why did he go aloneâŠ.!â
Is he going to steal the show?
Where did he sell his conscience, really?
I was dumbfounded and just blinked my eyes.
âSince the child is still a minor and has no legal guardian, the Marquis will have custody of the child as long as he proves paternity.â
âNoâŠâ
âNow heâs looking for the childâs birth mother, and heâs preparing documents by requesting testimony from employees who knew about the existence of the child.â
What kind of thunderbolt is this?
In the original, this never happened.
âAh.â
While thinking seriously, I realized something.
Unlike the original work, the reason why the Marquis who ate conscience didnât want to take Cheshire backâ.
âG, guardian. Is it because he doesnât have a guardian?â
âYes, thatâs right. Even though the Ladyâs father is the guardian, if the father claims custody, he has to let the child go.â
âStepdad⊠If Cheshire has a stepdad, then it doesnât matter. Right?â
âYes. If he has already been registered with another family, there is no way to bring him back even if he proves his paternity.â
Dad brought Cheshire from the original work and registered it without delay.
So, even if Cheshireâs grade was later revealed, the Marquis of Onyx couldnât come out brazenly.
However, unlike the original work, Dad is now just a guardian to Cheshire.
âYeah, he has to adopt him soon. Cheshire, quicklyâŠâ
For some reason, my mind went blank.
* * *
That time.
Enoch was sitting across from the Marquis of Onyx.
âWhat brought you here?â
Even as he asked, Enoch wasnât particularly curious about the Marquisâ business.
Because itâs obvious
âI am going to take the child back.â
As the Marquis spoke, Enoch nodded and murmured.
âYeah. I thought you only sent your personality to the other world, but you didnât have a conscience.â