The omen was lost in the peace.
It was the third month of my correspondence with my fiancé and his father, when I started having trouble finding a place to keep the letters I had received.
In the letter, I had been asked for some advice from Wolf.
This is because Wolf is currently facing a difficult problem. There is apparently talk of Lord Ranankura taking a second wife.
It’s been about four years since the duke lost his wife, Wolf’s mother. During that time, the kind of talk never stopped. There was one woman in particular who was quite pushy, and she never showed any signs of giving up for four years.
He himself did not seem to treat anyone much, saying, ‘At this age, who would want to be with me,” but I also think he underestimates himself too much. Even if you ignore the position of Prime Minister, it’s no surprise that there are women who would say, “I want to take care of you…”.
Anyway, four years later, when all the talk had settled down, Wolf’s engagement was announced. By the way, this was just last week. Since we are children, there will be no public announcement once the engagement is decided. I just nodded when my father told me that he would make it public.
In any case, it seems that the other party has taken advantage of this opportunity to attack again. It seems that the duke was a little shaken by his relatives who whispered to him, “Think about what will happen after your son get’s married. You’ll be lonely in your old age without someone to support you.”
These problems actually exist in our home as well. This is a story that both my father and I are currently experiencing ongoing hardships. In our family, we don’t have a legitimate son, so the fight for a second wife is extremely fierce.
I can give one piece of advice.
Unless your father has brought a woman he wants to introduce to you, you must never allow such a woman into your home.
There is. In aristocratic society.
A fierce woman who will do anything to prove that she can be a good mother.
For example, she goes into someone’s house with her servants in tow. For example, they impose clothes, jewelry, and even animals such as horses, dogs, and cats without even asking about our convenience.
You can just refuse the latter and send it back, but the former is troublesome. If you do this badly, your life could be ruined.
When I wrote this down and sent it to Wolf, he said in reply.
“There is a woman who comes to my house even when my father is away.”
When I asked him if he could’t refuse a visit now, Wolf replied that there was nothing he couldn’t do, but he didn’t want to.
Apparently, that woman had been in love with Lord Ranankura for a long time. Wolf argues that he cannot keep a woman away from his father, who has never been married and continues to think about her public life.
Do you think you can do it well? When asked, he replied that he would try his best. It seems very ugly.
When I hear about my friend workin hard like that, I feel like I can’t sit still.
“Even if you aren’t blood related, I think you can become a good family if you put in the effort. So do your best. I’m rooting for you.”
I sent him a heartfelt letter.
And I would later regret these irresponsible words from the bottom of my heart.
It was a sunny morning.
The letter from Wolf that arrived at my house was different from usual.
A short message on some random stationery and an envelope.
“Tomorrow is my father’s birthday, and his girlfriend is going to have dinner with me. My father will be at work late, so it seems like we will have trouble talking. I apologize for the short notice, but would you like to come too? I want you to meet her. If possible, work together to come up with compliments that can be used no matter what kind of food is served. I’ll pick you up.”
It was a very urgent matter.
Judging from the date, ‘tomorrow’ in the letter means today. If we leave before noon, we’ll probably be in time for dinner.
He must have written all this in a hurry and sent the letter yesterday. I can see that he is fidgety and restless.
I’m not sociable enough to strike up a conversation with someone I meet for the first time, but I feel at ease because we’re both women. Above all, two people are better than one.
Let’s work together somehow.
My father agreed surprisingly easily. In fact, it seems that Lord Ranankura has spoken to my father, and that my father is also planning to attend the dinner.
It’s just a hunch, but I think the duke wanted a third party to be present at the dinner. My father, who is sociable and now has a close relationship with the family, is a good fit.
The polite, middle-aged man who arrived just as Wolf said he would to ‘pick me up’ was a steward for the Duke Ranankura family. And with an escort.
Apart from my father, who was planning to accompany the duke, I left home as early as possible to prepare as quickly as possible. As a result, I was able to get closer to the duke’s house faster than I expected.
My heart was soaring.
This is a good opportunity to check on his progress, as he has declared that he has grown surprisingly tall in just three months. He seems to be particularly concerned about the fact that he’s shorter than me when he’s the same age, so I guess I’ll have to refrain from teasing him.
The sun is still high in the sky, so I think we’ll have plenty of time to enjoy dinner. Really, we could work together to come up with a compliment that can be used no matter what kind of food is served.
Of course, the best thing would be to be served delicious food and give sincere compliments.
(Actually, I’m afraid of food poisoning when it is cooked by someone who is not used to it…)
Yes, when I thought about it.
My head was flooded with information.
It’s the second time in my life.
I was so shocked that I lost consciousness.
I hear an unpleasant rattling sound.
When I thought about it, it was the sound of my teeth grinding together.
I trembled and lost all strength, and, unable to cope with the slightest shaking of the carriage, I slipped off the seat.
Ignoring that, I banged on the carriage door with as much force as I could muster.
“What happened!? Young lady!”
“Where is this…? No, that’s not it. How far is it until Duke Ranankura’s house?”
I was sitting on the floor, my face pale, looking very unusual, but the answer came back, “We’re almost there.”
“Please. Hurry as much as possible. Please. Please… I don’t care how much it shakes! I really want to get there as soon as possible!”
Although he was confused by my words, he nodded.
The carriage started running, and I desperately clung to the seat from the floor.
I remembered.
Wolfgang Eisenhut in the game was a Yandere and hates women. But he wasn’t like that from birth.
There was an incident that drove him crazy.
The key to bringing out my memories was ‘food poisoning’. No, the word ‘poison’.
Wolfgang told the game heroine that when he was a child, a certain woman poisoned him. She was the person he thought might be his new mother, and it was his father’s birthday.
Despite his immature body, he somehow managed to survive from the brink of death, and then comes face-to-face with his father’s cold corpse after a forced suicide.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thank you for reading!
