Chapter 72

 

After Uncle’s treatment, my eyelids were swollen and I had stopped crying.

 

He wiped my face with a wet towel.

 

“Uncle, I think I’m going to break my nose…”

 

“Right, who cries.”

 

The guest from earlier was sitting across from me and looked at Uncle and me with a wide smile.

 

“You look really cute. Are you a doll?”

 

He asked so brightly, but I hesitated without realizing it.

 

“…I’m not.”

 

“Wow, your voice is cute too. How can you be of the same bloodline as him? Wow, wow…”

 

Even so, there was no room for me to be pushed away since I was in Uncle’s arms.

 

Gerard, who came belatedly to apologize to me, sat in the middle and just watched me.

 

It turned out that Uncle told Gerard to run out and stop me as soon as he got off the carriage.

 

He said he would rather me not have it. He said that if he didn’t stop me, Gerard’s head would fly off.

 

After receiving such threats, he came to stop me.

 

So, the two of them teamed up and blocked me.

 

At this level, aren’t they and Ser a complete ally?

 

They were all bad.

 

“Then how old is your niece? Six years old? Looking at her missing tooth, she must be about seven years old?”

 

He even saw my tooth fall out.

 

I was so exhausted from crying so hard that I forgot to protect my empty front tooth with my lips.

 

“Seven years old…”

 

I was embarrassed and turned my head towards Uncle.

 

“I see. I also want to have children quick. You said you were Aika? I guess this is why they have children. I want to have a daughter soon!”

 

Unlike Uncle, the unknown guest seemed to be married.

 

He had all kinds of imaginary finales, such as saying that if possible, he would have three daughters.

 

I think it’s Uncle’s friend that Gerard mentioned.

 

“Get married first.”

 

“Ah, that’s right.”

 

The guest slapped himself on the thigh as if he had forgotten something important.

 

That person is strange…

 

He hasn’t even gotten married.

 

Then he suddenly reached out his hand to me.

 

“Ah, goodness. You’re so cute that I forgot. I’m Baron. Baron de Remod. You can call me Remod.”

 

“Yes, Sir Baron.”

 

“Huh? Well, can you call me uncle instead of sir? I’m the same age as him.”

 

I nodded willingly when he pointed to Uncle.

 

I also thought that would be easier to call.

 

“Yes, Uncle Baron.”

 

“Wow, this is what it feels like. You bastard, you were feeling this alone!”

 

It was still strange to see him leaning against the backrest, clutching his chest with both hands as if he had a heart problem.

 

I felt like he was the complete opposite of Uncle, to the point where I had no idea how they became friends.

 

Baron de Remod.

 

If it’s Remod, is he Count Remod?

 

Then he was definitely not Uncle’s enemy.

 

I remembered how Mom had told me that there were only good people in the Count of Remod.

 

She added that the entire family supported the Imperial Family as a faction of the Emperor.

 

Then, a friend among allies!

 

Huh? But why did he come with Uncle at this late hour?

 

After clearly identifying them as allies, it suddenly seemed less strange.

 

Uncle Baron kept trying to lure me by saying, “Would you like to come see me too?” while keeping an eye on Uncle.

 

“Huh?”

 

I pointed to Uncle Baron’s hand.

 

Since I was only focusing on Uncle’s wounds earlier, I couldn’t see his face properly, but Uncle Baron also had his right hand wrapped in a bandage.

 

When Uncle Baron saw what I was pointing at, he was startled, then smiled brightly and waved his injured hand.

 

It was amazing to see Uncle’s really scary face and then to see his smiling-only face again.

 

“This? I got hurt while playing around with Kassel today. It was actually my fault that Kassel got hurt.”

 

We sparred and I won, you know.

 

Uncle Baron smiled and wrinkled the bridge of his nose.

 

“…Uncle is the strongest.”

 

There’s no way Uncle could get hurt by sparring like that.

 

Now I know why adults say things like that.

 

They think I’m a fool. Hmph.

 

Of course, I know that he’s saying this out of fear of me worrying about Uncle.

 

Just like Gerard stopped me earlier.

 

Now it doesn’t work twice.

 

Uncle Baron, who was slightly surprised, looked even more serious.

 

“Kassel, I have something serious to say.”

 

“Don’t care.”

 

Uncle was now wearing a shirt so I couldn’t see any blood on the outside.

 

He changed the bandage one more time because of my runny nose and tears, but that time it wasn’t even stained with blood.

 

I heard he would be better in a few days.

 

“Listen. Do you want to trade my little sister for Aika? Aika, do you want to be my niece? I can do better than that guy. Isn’t Kassel too blunt?”

 

I put off answering and just blinked, but Uncle’s arms holding me were filled with strength.

 

He held my waist so tight that I looked at him.

 

In contrast to his strong arms, it was clear on his face that he really didn’t feel like answering.

 

“I-I like Uncle!”

 

I suddenly hugged Uncle’s neck and he grinned.

 

“You can’t even handle our Peanut anyway. Right? She gets into so much trouble.”

 

Uncle patted my swollen cheek and laughed.

 

I opened my flounder eyes and puffed out my cheeks.

 

Even if you say it, you do it to that extent.

 

I think I’m going to change my mind.

 

“Blessed bastard…”

 

Uncle Baron muttered regretfully.

 

But he has a little sister?

 

“Does Uncle Baron have a little sister?”

 

Mom’s little brother is Uncle.

 

“Hm? Come to think of it, Miss also saw her once before. At that time, Miss Hella greeted you with a fan. Do you remember?”

 

Gerard was next to me and answered my questions.

 

Fan… Fan?

 

[I came to your spot to give you the information you need. You would probably regret it greatly if you kicked me out today, though?]

[Pfft. Ah, how cute.]

 

Could it be that girl with yellow hair and a yellow dress?

 

“Pretty Sister?”

 

Who is so pretty while giving a wink?

 

“Yes, you remember. It’s her. Miss Hella and Sir Baron are siblings. You’re two years apart, right?”

 

“Yeah, right. “Have you met Hella too?”

 

“She came to the banquet the other day.”

 

“Aah, back then. I couldn’t go so I sent her instead. Do you know how much I spent that day ordering her to do it? The request was for three dresses. She’s screaming at her own brothers to solve our business among ourselves, but I feel like my ears are falling on deaf ears. Was she mad at you too?”

 

“No.”

 

It was only after hearing that they were brother and sister that the Pretty Sister came to mind when I saw Uncle Baron’s face.

 

That Pretty Sister got angry?

 

I couldn’t imagine it at all.

 

If she cuts her hair short and change her appearance, red lips and long eyelashes, she would be completely Uncle Baron.

 

I think Pretty Sister had a very generous tone of voice.

 

Only their appearances were the same, their personalities seemed completely different.

 

“I was in a hurry that day because she thought her auction items were going to fall into that bastard’s hands. Ah, I shouldn’t say things like this.”

 

Uncle Baron glanced at me.

 

I shook my head saying it was okay.

 

I don’t even know what it means anyway.

 

And if it had been something I shouldn’t have heard like last time, Uncle would have kicked me out already.

 

Uncle, Uncle Baron, and Gerard sat down and talked for quite a while.

 

Although I couldn’t understand most of it, I could recognize a few familiar names and family names that came out of Mom’s mouth.

 

“Anyway, it looks like their asses are burning. I guess they’re planning to let it go now without even hiding it.”

 

“Perhaps it’s because they’re pissed. Master cut off all their limbs.”

 

Uncle Baron said that he came here today because he got hurt while playing pranks as he came out of an important meeting with Uncle.

 

He was a friend as old as Uncle and very close to Gerard.

 

It’s not often, but sometimes  Uncle and the Emperor meet in private.

 

Although he couldn’t meet the Emperor for a long time because of his position, they met very often before he ascended to the throne.

 

It’s not even some kind of gathering of good-looking people…

 

I think those pranks mean that bad people attacked him.

 

First of all, I decided to pretend not to know because I saw it.

 

Uncle could have treated me.

 

Later, I decided to apologize to Ser for yelling as well.

 

Of course, I’m still disappointed about what happened today, but I learned from Mom that it’s better to resolve anything that can be resolved, whether it’s a misunderstanding or forgiveness.

 

I need to ask it not to do that again.

 

“He said his niece was at home, so I asked him to show you to me a month ago, and he showed you to me just now. Aren’t your uncle really too much? I won’t ever do that.”