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

When Hannellone contacted my parents' house, a tailor who once tailored Olivier's clothes came to me that day.

"I am so glad to see Miss Olivier again, this Randock"

"If I already landed a dock, it would be a big deal. But, you know, I haven't seen you in almost a decade."

"I'm totally old, but I didn't know you could tailor your lady's dress like this again... it's something to live for longer"

Randock, who hadn't seen his face in about a decade, had become an old man with mixed gray hair. If you ask, they also have grandchildren, and I couldn't help but feel the passing of the month.

He took my daughter and gave me measurements of the women with a hand I was used to.

As Olivier, I had my sisters make a few clothes and thought I wouldn't mind wearing them alone, but my family had told me that it wasn't the same dress at all parties as Randock's recommendation, and I ended up getting three tailors.

My fiancée, who is not here, listened to me about the dress and said she wanted to give it to me, but she also worried that I could use this money my future husband had earned as a magician. But I also thought it might be rude to shy away poorly, so I decided to sweeten it this time.

Olivier, who hasn't liked luxury since she was conceived in the Duke's house, but also saw the delightful faces of her sisters and thought that everyone should not shy away because of herself.

It goes without saying that Olivier herself was dancing because it would take the form of a gift from Jared.

"I've known it since I was a young girl. When Olivier marries, please let me tailor your wedding dress to this Randock."

With nostalgic memorabilia, Randock said that to Olivier and went home after tailoring the dress, which took him until the evening.

Olivier's engagement story would have arrived more than once in his ear. Each time, you must have heard what we talked about. But Randock must have seen Olivier's happy face and spotted him when he was bound to get married. He smiled as if he were his grandfather, happy with his grandson's growth.

"You must be tired today. Rest for dinner."

"I have no problem, I will help you"

"Then just Trane and me. Yennie and Emilia had tea with their mother."

Although my sisters also tried to help me, I guess I was tired of measurements over time, etc. An honest reply was raised.

Leaving her sisters to her mother, Olivier headed to the kitchen with Trane to begin her dinner routine.

"... here, Pfile. I wonder why you always stumble around at this hour."

"I'm sorry. But I was training, so I was hungry. I also hang up my cell phone food, so I'm on it."

Find the pufile that is glued to the apple and sigh.

"Didn't I make you a snack at all? Have you eaten already?

"Trane's confectionery was good, but half of it was taken away by Rosa. He's gonna get back at you next time."

"You guys always get along... because you're not little kids"

Trane's appearance of sighing and removing the cookies she had made from the cupboard appeared in Olivier's eyes like a sister taking care of her nasty brother.

"Fruits are good too, but this one will fit better in your stomach. But I won't forgive you if you leave dinner behind."

"I understand. Then let's get started...... eh, this is good too. I feel luxurious with lots of nuts and chocolate."

Olivier smiles at Trane, who smiles uncommonly and easily at Pfile, who grabs cookies like a small animal.

"You're like brothers."

"- Oh, well, wouldn't you?

"Is Pfile your brother...... somewhere a little handy, but yeah, that might be nice. I don't remember the old days, but maybe I had a brother like you"

"Hey Pfile, why don't you say your sister? Of course you can call me my sister."

"Pfile, try calling me my sister. I feel nostalgic for some reason."

The expected eye pointed pufile wandered his gaze before holding a dish with cookies on it.

"So, who calls it a sister or something!

I just left the kitchen.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Not at all. But why have I remembered nostalgia for being called my sister?

"Maybe you really had a brother somewhere. I didn't care these days, but if you remember, it's like you don't remember?

It's been a few years since Olivier picked up Trane. I used to try to find my family, but my lack of memory was a major cause and I couldn't find anyone close to me as one.

I never cared deeply about the past because Trane herself doesn't care much about the past and has a new day, but it's not like I don't care where or what my dear family was doing. More importantly, if she had a family and was looking for them somewhere, I'd like to make her see them.

"Unfortunately, I can't remember anything"

"Yes... I hope I can remember someday"

"Yes, but this is how Olivier and Hannellone picked me up and treated me as a family. Now my family is growing, and I am a mixer because it is a busy day."

Olivier embraces her precious sister with a clear smile on her face.

"I'm happy to have you."

I was Olivier, who had no blood connection, but I strongly believed that I was very blessed to have a family with no changeover.