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

When Jared, who had seen Luther, returned home and Olivier, who was back at the main house, also returned, it became a dinner with nature.

As an aristocratic meal, conversation is minimal because of the emphasis on manners, but this will not be the case in this mansion.

Because Hannellone prefers conversation, she talks a lot about nature and what happened today and what she did.

In the dining room, Pfile, as well as the maid Trane. It's up to this mansion to do what's possible on its own, but it's also true that Trane is taking the initiative and doing a lot of things for me. But Jared thought of what he'd heard before because he wanted to burn his care as a family, not as a family.

Conversation plays around Hannellone. Even Pfile can't help but think that he's had a long time since he started living in this mansion too, because now he smiles and mingles with chatter.

"Sorry I'm late."

Then Rosa shows up there wearing a cute apron with frills and a uniform.

Jared was less surprised because he had seen it for the first time, but the other faces were different.

Yennie and others, especially rivaled by Rosa, had their eyes wide open.

Olivier and Trane are also out of line, with only Almeida, Li Cherry Blossom, and Hannellone being flat.

"... Rosa, there's a mountain of things to say about why you're coming back to the mansion with our faces and why you're living with us, but first - don't come back in that waitress, okay?"

"I'm sorry. I was in a hurry because my job has been prolonged today. Be careful from now on."

Once again, the sight of Rosa serving doesn't come to mind.

As Jared holds his head, Trane, who regains his cool as soon as possible, prepares Rosa's meal.

"Um, Rosa... May I ask?

"What, Yenny?

"Are you really serving in that uniform?

Like Jared, Yenny asks in a heartfelt wonder if she could not imagine Rosa serving.

But Rosa sprained her neck and then checked her outfit,

"Isn't that cute?

I say that with a satisfied look on my face for some reason.

That's not true, Jared almost shouted, but I swallowed the words all the time.

Shifting his gaze from Rosa, Pfile was looking at his coworker with an indescribable face. When I have eyes with him, it's time to sigh.

"Aside from the cuteness of your uniform, Rosa. I need to ask you something, do you mind?

He was a flashy Olivier, but asks to change the subject.

"What?

"Wahash is still in the king's capital, isn't he?

"Oh, I'm in the king's capital. Lord Hannellone didn't just ask my father to proceed with his stay at the Mansion, but he just said no that it would be awkward"

"... Mother, you were speaking to Wahash, not just Rosa"

"Oh, I shouldn't have?

"No, that's not what I meant..."

Faced like trouble, Jared grins vaguely.

Jared was surprisingly calm about Wahash naming him his grandfather.

I'm surprised, and I have feelings I don't want to admit. But there is also the idea that if Wahash, the head of Vault Toyfer, is really his grandfather, he might be able to use his power to find out the truth about his mother's death.

You'll have to face Wahash sooner or later. But now it didn't seem like I was ready for that.

"So where is that wahash now?

"I hadn't heard the details, but he said he was staying at a friend's mansion"

"... was he friends"

"You... you thought my father, no, your own grandfather was like a man without friends?

Rosa whispers, but she didn't even think Jared had a friend at the head of the assassination group.

I may have met and loved more people than I had children, but I assumed it on my own because there was an atmosphere where I didn't seem to have friends at all.

I'm not even interested in what kind of friend that friend is, but I guess the class is a similar race because they say they call friends anyway.

But Jared didn't even know what a man named Wahash was like.

In retrospect, Jared doesn't know much about his late mother either. Recently, I've listened, but until now, I only remember him as much as he was a former court magician and a gentle and pleasant man for Jared.

Until then when it's because I lost it at a young age, but I miss a little not remembering much about my real mother.

Maybe that's why. I'm trying to find out the truth about my mother's death.

But I didn't even think about finding my poisoned mother's killer and what I wanted to do. Whether it should be killed as vengeance or made to atone for sins, it has not even been decided.

It's just - why did my mother have to die? If that's all I can know, maybe I'll bury my thoughts on my mother I'm calling in my heart.

But I wonder what I would do if I found out who did it and created a new emotion.

"Jared, what's wrong?

Olivier sounded worried because he had stopped eating and had not participated in the conversation because of the thought.

When she smiled at her fiancée, who noticed nothing, she threw her mother's death out of her head and resumed her meal.