The Baby Fairy is A Villain – Chapter 36

Author: arnlian

“He looks like a dog.”

“….”

Except for Karha, the others were silent for a moment.

That was a bit…

Well, it was true, but somehow it didn’t seem right.

Maybe it was the tone of his voice.

Still, it didn’t seem like he’d been found out.

While Chesha was relieved, Ishuel let out a deep sigh.

“Please.”

“But he does look like our dog.”

“That’s true, but it’s a little too much for others to hear, so please be quiet.”

“Okay.”

After dismissing his twin with harsh words, Ishuel pushed him back and approached Hata.

Ishuel’s face was full of soft smiles.

He liked the hats displayed in the hat shop.

“You’re good at this.”

“Th-thank you.”

A nervous Hata stammered, his eyes darting around instead of meeting Ishuel’s.

The first crisis, ‘not being noticed by Karha’ had been safely avoided.

But now, the second crisis had arrived.

It was ‘don’t look happy to see Chesha even when you meet her.’

Hata tried hard not to make eye contact with Chesha, who was in Ishuel’s arms.

It was really fortunate that his ears and tail were hidden.

If his tail had come out, it would have been wagging wildly.

While Hata did his best, Ishuel smiled kindly and asked,

“Are there any gentlemen’s hats for adult men and boys, and hats or accessories for a baby here?”

He pulled back his own hood first, then gently pulled up Chesha’s hood as well.

The moment Chesha was suddenly revealed, Hata couldn’t contain himself.

He murmured, covering his mouth with his hand,

“So cute….”

Ishuel made a proud expression at his sincere voice.

Oddly enough, when Chesha received a compliment, the twins liked it as if they themselves were being praised.

‘I don’t know why,’

As Chesha thought inwardly, Hata brought out the hats he had worked so hard on.

“There are so many baby hats! Even hair ornaments.”

In addition to the custom-made ones in the dressing room, Hata had been diligently making hats for baby Chesha.

Since he disappeared early in the morning to tidy up the shop, he had plenty of products to offer, thanks to the neat handling of the hats and decorations he had originally made.

In an instant, dozens of hats and headdresses were spread out on the counter.

All of them were tailored to fit Chesha.

Ishuel’s eyes began to twinkle.

“I’ll buy them all!”

He lifted a ribbon decoration and put it on Chesha’s head.

“They’re really wonderful… Aren’t they much better than the work of the capital’s couturiers? No, they’re incomparable.”

The corners of Hata’s mouth slowly lifted at the praise Ishuel poured out.

To avoid showing how pleased he was, Hata cleared his throat and spoke in a sassy way.

“Mm-hm, Hata’s glad you like them. Hata will also bring hats for the gentleman and the young masters to wear.”

However, as he headed to the back of the workshop, he was already full of excitement.

When Ishuel saw the hats Hata brought, his expression lit up like a spring flower.

His voice softened, like a gentle breeze.

“I’m going to buy all of these. What kind of wide-brimmed hats do you have? I will wear them. From what’s here, I like this one and that one. Is there anything else you’d recommend?”

It was Hata who had already stayed at the Basilian Mansion and figured out Ishuel’s taste.

As expected, this time he had chosen only the items Ishuel liked.

“Perfect…!”

Ishuel fell in love with Hata’s hats.

It was when he tried on a hat with a flushed face and asked Chesha how it looked.

“But, boss,”

Karha, who had been passing the time looking around the store, approached.

He asked casually,

“Do you make potions at the hat shop?”

“Pardon?”

Hata’s eyes widened.

Karha tilted his head as he looked at Hata, who was instantly stunned.

“Well… I saw something before with ‘baby fairy’ written on it.”

“That… that… I don’t know….”

“Oh, I wasn’t looking for it. I just happened to see it inside the store.”

Hata, who hadn’t expected Karha to bring up the topic of potions, was startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

It seemed that Karha’s attention needed to be diverted elsewhere.

But Chesha didn’t have to step in.

There was someone who would take care of it for Hata.

“What does that matter!”

Ishuel trembled with anger and cut off Karha’s words.

“Why are you looking for a baby fairy? She’s right here!”

Ishuel pushed Chesha in front of Karha and shouted,

“Don’t bully the boss with useless questions! He has to keep making hats in the future!”

“Uh….”

Ishuel was already completely on Hatta’s side.

His powerful shouting made Karha fall silent.

Thanks to that, Hatta, who had safely passed the crisis, looked at Ishuel with eyes full of goodwill.

Never mind Karha, for now, at least Ishuel and Hatta seemed to be getting along well.

As she watched the series of events unfold, Chesha thought to herself,

‘As expected, that day, Karha must have come to the shop to investigate something.’

Otherwise, there would be no reason for him to enter even the most hidden room, the laboratory.

While she pondered over Karha’s actions, Ishuel finished purchasing the hats.

It was such a huge purchase that, if you exaggerated a little, you could say he’d bought out the entire store.

Hatta, who had suddenly become wealthy, glanced at Chesha while accepting Ishuel’s check.

Nod.

Chesha nodded her head imperceptibly.

Hatta drew in a breath.

Then he carried out the mission Chesha had given him.

“Excuse me, are you not interested in clothes?”

“Clothes?”

“There is a boutique that sells hats made by Hatta and clothes that go well with them.”

Hatta was silent for a moment.

It wasn’t easy for him to praise Miya’s boutique, which he hated the most.

Originally, Hatta was a puppy who wouldn’t even set paws in Miya’s boutique.

However, because it was Chesha’s order, he persevered and finally managed to do it.

“If you want, Hatta will guide you!”

Ishuel also showed interest.

He looked at Karha with eyes full of anticipation.

There was no one here who could say no to Ishuel.

Karha, who was sitting on a chair in the corner, yawning out of boredom, asked with half-closed eyes,

“You want to go?”

“Yeah!”

“Okay, let’s go… If I don’t, you’ll kill me, right?”

Ishuel smiled brightly as he listened to Karha’s curse-laden words.

He seemed to be in a great mood.

Chesha, who had successfully managed to lead them naturally to Miya’s boutique, clenched one hand into a fist.

‘Okay, it’s going smoothly.’

But things were never that simple.

The Backworld was the Backworld for a reason.

Guided by Hatta, the twins arrived at their destination and let out brief exclamations.

“Wow.”

“Whoa.”

Karha and Ishuel looked at Miya’s boutique, exclaiming in their own ways.

Miya’s boutique looked every bit like a Backworld shop.

Windows with iron bars.

A wall adorned with scissors and giant needle-like hardware.

The massive door was a thick iron slab.

“What’s wrong with the doorknob?”

A small hatchet was driven into the doorknob.

Ishuel looked at the picture of a smiling face painted on the iron gate and muttered incredulously.

Then they lifted their gaze to the signboard.

<Mi~ya’s Boutique>

The signage was also completely crazy.

Even the jagged handwriting and wavy lines were incredibly confusing.

The most notable thing was, of course, the carriage on the roof of the shop.

A black wagon with a skull and the letters ‘Miya’ written on it was perched on the roof as a decoration.

‘Why the hell would she put that up there?’

It was a taste that Chesha still couldn’t get used to, no matter how many times she saw it.

Honestly, she thought she was used to it by now because she had seen it so often, but she felt embarrassed to be here with people who were visiting for the first time.

‘I hope she doesn’t do anything strange.’

Chesha had a small wish in her heart.

However, her wish didn’t come true.

From the moment she entered the boutique, Chesha’s face turned red.

“Uh. Hu. Hu. Huh.”

With a strange laugh and unusual hand movements, Miya appeared.

“Noble children wandering into the boutique of the Backworld…”

She groaned and bared her teeth in a mock menacing way.

“Immature people need to learn just how scary the Backworld is, meow!”

In her hand was a claw-like weapon.

Miya let out a high-pitched laugh as she clicked her sharp, clawed weapons together.

“Uh-hu-huh! The tender flesh of young noble masters is a feast for the inhabitants of our Backworld, meow!”