This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

Yennie Daum awoke slowly in the sun peeking through the curtains.

"-"

I still feel like sleeping because I didn't sleep much last night. But if I had done that, my grandfather would have ordered my sister to come and wake me up with a novel.

Yennie woke up scrubbing her heavy eyelids because she didn't intend to have a fight with her waist sister every time she looked at each other in the morning.

"... it was. I've been looking after Olivier since yesterday at your mansion."

A few days after the kidnapping, the girl who wished to be by Jared, who admired her brother, persuaded her parents' family to start living here yesterday, the Duke of Alway family apartment.

My grandparents and father were originally just trying to get me to marry my brother. They both let go and rejoiced and sent me away. But only my sister remained unconvinced until the end to hide her frustration.

In the second word, I don't want to hate my sister for saying bad things about Jared, but without being honest, all the evil, and then the way she wants me to realize how she feels is selfish in Yenny's eyes. So I'm not willing to think about and follow my sister, or teach my brother about my sister.

Because if Yenny acts for her sister, she stays sweet.

"Help me with my breakfast, not my sword archery..."

I have no family in this mansion. Do what you can. If we have a hand, we can help each other. It's not settled, but it's not just my brother and my brother's fiancée, even the Duchess does, so even Yenny has to.

I had a family, albeit a lowly Baron family. I lived a life of no liberty, but the girl apprentices her brother, who has done everything by herself from an early age, and decides to do what she can on her own.

So is my grandfather, who is a samurai, and my grandmother, who is a firm one. My father has a dedicated family since he lost his mother because he is weak, and my sister is out of the question because she tries to make others do what she can on her own.

Yennie also likes the kind of chores she does, and at school she even brings handmade treats to exchange with her friends. Sometimes when my brother comes back to the mansion, he cooks with his own hands, he likes it and he's good at it.

When I get out of bed and change into the sleeping rolls I had prepared during the night, I go outside the room. Walk unfamiliar mansion hallways without making a sound, except for the already popular kitchen.

"Um, good morning. Is there anything I can do to help?

"Master Yenny?

It was Trane Glasler who handily performed meal support in the kitchen who noticed Yenny. She is a family, not a family, but she calls herself a maid and divides the housework of the mansion in general. Thanks to her, the inhabitants had the least they could do about themselves.

But even though it's because she's going to go ahead and take on the chores, she can't throw it all round. So Hannellone, as well as Olivier, often stands in the kitchen.

Most of all, trying to help me with my chores, whether it's Trane's will or not, doesn't really make me do it "I'll take care of it". Nowadays, they reluctantly help, but they persuade me that it's every day.

"Mr. Trane. I'll take care of you in this mansion, so let me help you."

"... but"

A woman wearing made-up clothes properly without expression gets slightly lost. As for her, I wanted her to get used to life in this mansion first. But I also know the circumstances of the girl. I don't know if I can push it, but I assumed that she was the girl who came to the mansion hoping to help.

"No, if so, would you like me to cut your vegetables?

"Yes!"

Just delighted, the girl who entered the kitchen and washed her hands thoroughly takes the vegetables that were prepared and asks how to cut them from Trane. And for some reason, he made a knife without a knife,

"Phew."

One breath chopped up all the vegetables as they told me.

"... Um, I know that Master Yenny's technology is amazing, but please use a knife"

"Ah. Excuse me! With habits."

"... habit, is it? I see, in Baron Dowm's house, the knife is basic,"

"No! It's a misunderstanding! No, I do find the knife easier than using a knife, but my grandmother and family are normal!

For once, he seems to have an unusual sense of consciousness Yenny, but if he wants to do it because many of her mansion family are samurai, he'll cut about vegetables with a knife. I'm sure it's quicker to use a knife because you won't be able to cut all the vegetables in one breath because it's not out of standard like a girl.

"Let's just say that. When you're done with your vegetables, please do this next time"

At the end of Trane's gaze is chicken.

"Let me advise you, I would not recommend using a knife as your hands may get dirty" "… I will use a knife"

Yennie, who had shown off her unusual habits, quietly began to lay the knife down the chicken for her hand as she dyed her cheeks with shame.

"Morning, Trane. Oh, there was Yenny, too. Good morning."

"Good morning, lady."

"Good morning, Olivier!

As I simmer the chicken soup, Olivier shows up and exchanges greetings.

"Sorry, I was trying to help but I'm late"

"No, I went away today because Master Yenny helped me"

"Thank you, but, you know, you've just come to this mansion, and I wanted to start by getting used to life."

"You've pushed me on my own, let me at least help you"

"You're a really good boy. Okay. If you promise not to push me, please."

"Thank you"

To Yennie, who smiled joyfully, he was Olivier, who wanted to hug and cheek, but as an elderly man, he grinned.

The three of them then prepare their meals for breakfast when they have finished preparing briefly for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

"Well, hey, Yenny. I think Jared's meditating in the backyard, so would you call me a meal?

"Okay. Leave it to me!

Yennie, who replied well, after a gratuity and after the kitchen, puts up his footsteps and calls to his brother.

Olivier gets exhaled at the back of such a young, adorable girl.

"It's nice to be young."

"... Um, Master Olivier. That statement just doesn't make sense."

Trane gave Olivier a rarely drawn look when he spoke like an old man.

"My brother..."

Yennie, who found her brother with legs on the ground and eyes closed in the backyard, rushed to speak and shut his mouth with his own hands.

The thought that concentration should not be disturbed and mischievous emotions sprung up in my chest.

The girl kills breathing and signs, without even slightly dusting her footsteps, and when she kicks gently on the ground, she tries to turn behind Jared and speak out to surprise her.

But sooner than the girl changed her voice, a boy with his eyes still meditating stuck out his fist.

I was surprised, but not at an unbearable speed. Yenny's physical abilities, shown in the recent battle with Rosa Lowen, can be demonstrated to some extent without having to hold the sword.

Jared's movements were something he could react to and deal with adequately.

Hands on the looming fist, out of balance. As he grabbed his wrist, he turned behind his brother, kicked behind his knees and pushed him down to the ground.

"Guh."

With a pitiful voice, Yennie panicked when she saw her brother fall to the ground.

"I'm sorry, brother!

"Ouch. Ouch. Get your hands off me!

Jared gave his surrender voice to Yenny, who apologizes with his arm twisted.

"Ah, I'm sorry. Your brother's attacking, so follow me."

Jared, who was released from his arms, saw the girl standing behind him in tears.

"What, was it Yenny? I thought he was a Pfile guy because he would kill the signs and get close."

"I was going to surprise you. It was just a gift."

Yennie reflects on how successful it was to surprise her brother, but she has put it together.

"Yeah. Because I was so surprised. I can't believe Yenny's so fast. No, I knew you had great physical abilities in the battle with Rosa, but it's totally different than actually experiencing it."

Inside, Jared was in shock.

I never thought I'd be late for my adorable sister.

Never put it in my mouth, but I decide to rework it.

"Great physical ability. You should be thankful you were born with a privileged gift."

"Pfile"

"Good morning, Pfile."

"Oh. Nevertheless, I doubted my ears when I heard you had defeated Rosa, but with that speed in sight, I can be convinced. Plus there are sword moves beyond sword ghosts, so I see. I'd love to have them with me."

From Pfile, which appeared without sound, Yenny was sent a word of praise.

Pfile, who lives in this mansion since the recent kidnapping, is a little flippant with Jared if he finds time. It has never been a full-scale battle, but it often comes with surprise attacks, including matching it as a workout.

Maybe it's quite his communication, but I don't feel better about being targeted.

Because of that, the quote that mistook Yenny for a Pfile, he was lightly defeated.

"You're both ready to eat. We're here to help you with a few things."

"Yenny did?

"Yes, with Mr. Trane and Mr. Olivier. It was fun."

"Oh well. Good for you. Looks like we can do this well in this mansion?

Jared, worried as his brother, figured out the answer even without hearing the girl's reply.

Because Yenny was smiling.

"Olivier, be gentle. I'm not used to calling you my sister yet, but I want to get along better. I'm sure I can do well with you."

I also loosen Jared's expression to my sister, who tries to work positively.

"What. I thought Olivier Alway would do something like an aunt."

Jared was overwhelmed by Pfile's words.

"... you. It's not a book or a stage, so there's no way."

"Wouldn't you? So much so that the Duke's side room hires an assassin to take the life of a regular room. It's not uncommon for a woman who's late to finally get her fiancée away from her young daughter."

"Don't ever say that in front of Olivier!?

With that said, there will definitely be blood rain on the mansion.

"Phew."

"Yenny?"

"I'm sorry. Your brother and Pfile are close as if they were your old friends, so follow me."

To his sister's "friend" remark, Jared looked at Pfile with an indescribable look.

"We're friends."

"I don't want to be friends with someone weaker than I am"

"Hey, here. In the meantime, you're the one who lost, not me."

"Hmm. But before I do, I'm winning"

"Uh, I won using poison. Are you happy with that way of winning -?

"You can never win or lose here now!

"I'll pay you back!

Yennie smiles at the two boys who somehow start to stare at each other with their foreheads and foreheads.

Jared didn't seem to notice, but Pfile said he didn't want anyone weaker than himself to be his friend. Then it sounded to the girl's ear that she wanted to be friends with an equal or better brother.

But I'm going to leave it at ease because it looks fun.

"Brother, Pfile, let's eat before the fight. Olivier and the others are waiting."

I left my familiar home and started a new life - but I'm sure I have fun days ahead of me.

Yennie Daum had thoughts close to certainty and thought about the days to come.