As the Villainess’ Final Crony, I’ll Follow Her to the End!

The coolness of my fingertips washing the cloth I was letting swim in the bowl of water made me realize that I could wipe my hand on my forehead, and with my eyelids tightly closed, place it on Master Austin's forehead as he continued to breathe laboredly.

Then, just as I thought, Master Austin's too-hot forehead warmed my chilled palm. And my palm, unlike cloth, takes time to warm up. Once my palm was warm, I put the back of my hand against it and stared at his sleeping face for a while.

Her eyelashes, which are too long to frame her closed eyelids, are enviable for a man, and her skin is much paler and finer than mine. I'm sure you've been praised as the jewel of Redmayne, along with your sister, Lady Sophia, in the social circles.

But the pure white skin that doesn't turn red even when the fever is this high, I was afraid that I would lose even the fever someday - it didn't become ....... When I've been depressed lately, I've been anticipating the light footsteps from the corridor, a light "toto-toto-toto" sound.

The moment I straightened up to wait for the little visitor, the guest room door opened vigorously and said, "Sister! He chuckled at his brother, who jumped at him from behind.

The momentum of the jump sent vibrations from his hand on the bed to the mat, causing Master Austin's closed eyelids to twitch. He wouldn't be able to get a good night's sleep at night anyway, with the fever again.

So I said to my brother, who clung to my neck, "Be quiet while your brother sleeps, okay? As I was paying attention, the beautiful man in the sleeping forest lifted his eyelids and said, "...... Chloe?" in a voice that seemed to be still hazy with fever. He called my name.

Beauty is a blessing, and even the snatched voice from her gastric juice burned throat sounds both painful and somewhat sexy at the same time. If I told him, he would be absolutely furious, so I won't say it, but right now, Master Austin was too dangerous in many ways. I wish you wouldn't waste your pheromones on me.

Yes, that's right. You'll have to go to ...... for a good morning, Ms. Austen. How do you feel after being absent for three whole days?

At my slightly accusatory words, Master Austin, who didn't seem to understand what I was saying for a moment, said, "What? I'm sure it's a natural reaction.

I'm sure it's a natural reaction, but it's one that can be seen as fluent from the perspective of someone who has been in a constant state of anxiety over the fluctuations in fever for the past three days. I think it is my right to be relieved and at the same time frustrated.

I don't know if you remember, but after meeting you at the market three days ago, you became ill and I suggested that you go and rest at our house. However, he lost consciousness in the carriage, so I don't think he had any memory of coming into our house. So I contacted the Redmayne family and they asked me to take care of him there for a little while as they are in the middle of taking him in, so we are keeping him until today."

However, it was selfish of me to stick around and nurse Master Austin while he slept, so I quickly tucked him under my apron so that his frostbitten and unsightly hands wouldn't catch my sick eyes.

But if you were to wake up and say, "I've been sleeping for three days," anyone would be confused. In fact, in front of your eyes, he said in confusion, "You've been in this abomination ...... for three days in another house? It's not a good idea to torment them any further when you see Austin-sama muttering to himself, "Well, it's good that you're awake and safe.

It's a good thing you're awake and safe. It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

"What, sister, are you going to ......?

Don't worry, I'll be back soon. You're the smartest heir to the Evans family's fortune, you can handle the guests on your own, can't you?

He's a boy, even at a young age. If you ask him that to tickle his self-esteem, his brother will say, "Yes! He happily replied, "Wait, I've already woken up, there's no need to call the doctor. It's not so much my brother who said, "Wait, I'm awake now, there's no need to call the doctor. It's more of a problem for Master Austin, who says, "You don't need to call the doctor because you're already awake.

"Dear Mr. Austin, ...... what are you talking about that you don't understand?　How could I not have woken up for three days without a doctor to check on my condition?

When I let out a crisp and stern voice, for some reason, even my brother, who is not angry with me next to him, was shuffling.

I couldn't help but say, "I'm not mad at you, okay? As I combed my soft auburn hair, I didn't know what I was thinking, but he suddenly lifted his gaze and replied with a new and reliable mind, "I'll make sure we're even," he said.

I left the guest room, lifting my brother up as much as I could and crisply ignoring Mr. Austin, who still looked like he wanted to say something, as I turned the corner of the corridor to see that there was no one there, I slumped down and covered my face with my back against the wall.

Again, I'm glad I'm awake, properly this time: ......

The words I muttered to myself through my rushing sobs were never heard by anyone, and they seeped into my thick, chapped palms and tingled with pain.

Afterwards I hit my own cheeks so hard that the flesh shook and thirsted, and was going to be the first to tell your mother and father that Mr. Austin was awake - ...... What a surprise, my parents are the guest of honor, even though they are The butler told me that he went out about five minutes ago, leaving the son of the countess, who is not an overstatement.

He doesn't know where he went out ......, but rather he seems to be muzzled and won't talk no matter how much I ask him.

So I had no choice but to stop mentioning it, send a carriage to the Redmayne family, ask them to bring Master Austin's doctor and Lady Sophia to me, and then head to the kitchen to get something to digest and something to quench my thirst.

As I peeked through the doorway, the cooks, who were just getting ready for dinner, stopped to ask, "Would you like something to eat, miss? "Oh, would you like something so jaded and ...... sweet, or would you prefer something salty? He speaks to me.

In response to his question, I ordered, "Our guest is awake and would like a meal for his digestion and something to quench his thirst," when Jeffries, who had caused me trouble at the market that day, came in from the back.

I thanked him for his concern for Mr. Austin's situation, and then I briefly explained my symptoms and asked him to prepare me something I could eat. He prepared a wagon for me to use when I felt like I couldn't hold it in my hands, and I thanked him for letting me use it.

I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I'm not the only one who has been there. It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with your friends and family.

I'm sure you'll find it a ridiculous insult in his absence, but I'm sure I'm a daughter to Jefferies, who has been working at the mansion for a long time. It was an hour after I left the room that I laughed off the impossible worry, "Edward's here, and you don't have to worry about that," and returned to my room.

I knocked lightly and opened the door as the voice replied, 'Come in,' and there was my brother, who was absentmindedly sleeping on the bed in front of the superior, and Master Austin, who was smiling at me while patting my brother's head. ......

I know that this is the result of the hospitality he has come up with, as his brother has several of his favorite adventure stories scattered on the bed.

'Um, I'm sorry my brother has caused you so much inconvenience,'

"No?　You did your best to read to me your favorite adventure story because you would have been bored. I'm grateful to you for keeping me occupied until you returned. And this reminds me of Sophia's childhood.

I'm glad to hear you say so. But--Hmm, I was right. You can't read these books, no matter how much I ask to see them, they are for men. The princess is not allowed to read them. She said that even to her fat sister, so I guess all girls are princesses to her. You have a pretty face and a great mouth. ...... It's a promising future.

As I was transferring the snacks from the wagon to a side table, Mr. Austin laughed and gave me a friendly look, saying, "That's not necessarily a mistake," he said. Since we were in the middle of talking about my brother, I could have inadvertently misunderstood that the gaze was directed at him.

But when I responded to the guilty remark and look in his eyes, "Yes, as long as my child is here, my Evans family is safe," he said proudly, and the expression on Master Austin's face instantly became grim.

Come to think of it, although he has woken up, his fever is still high. For Master Austin, who has always had a high fever image, it's just a slight fever, so I was caught off guard.

I stopped moving my food from the wagon in a hurry, approached the bed and reached out to touch its forehead, but suddenly the hand grabbed me and said "You look terrible" and commented on my chapped palm before I could even think about .......

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work. You can't laugh at something so obvious, but there's a big difference between laughing at it yourself and having it said to you.

It's even harder if it's him. But you can't help but say, "Isn't that right?　I'm in trouble for being ugly everywhere," a bright voice said. I don't know if it's my palm or my heart that aches from my own words.

But unbeknownst to myself, I was opening my hand, which I had been clenching tightly to hide my chapped palm and fingertips, and when I thought that Master Austin had put his face close to it, I suddenly felt something soft.

For a moment, I was looking down at the events happening in front of me in a state of abandonment, and then the thing that was touching my palm left, and then the jewel-like eyes, which were a fevered blue with purple splashes, reflected my goofy expression.

Then, in the closed room with the door tightly closed, Master Austin said words that made me wonder if his brain had melted from the heat.

Then I want this hand. If you, the owner, are in trouble, I want to take you as well. But I know it's too good to be true. So, Chloe, what if you go to ...... and, hey, Chloe?

No, no, no, no, this is not true, this is definitely a dream.

Because, you see, my head is spinning, it's all over the place.

It's a shameful dream, a shallow dream, awful, awful, this .......

It's such a nice dream, but I can't think of anything else to say about it.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work. I thought I heard a unusually distraught Lady Austin say, "I'm not sure I've ever heard of this.