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Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? Novel Side Story Chapter 1

1. Fox and Snakes

“Why? Do you have anything to say?”

“… No.”

Peleg, who was licking her lips, shook her head and turned around.

'What is it? Obviously looking intently.'

Recently, more and more people are looking at my ring finger with a face that has a lot to say.

Because I always wore the engagement ring I received from Isidor. Still, I thought I had half-opened my mind lately, but my father said every word with a trembling face.

“I think it’s bad for blood circulation.”

“Yes?”

“It’s the ring. ring! Jewels are useless and look uncomfortable.”

Yesterday I heard that the jewels were twinkling annoyingly and it made my eyes hurt. Gradually, complaints about the ring became new and varied.

“By the way, it wasn't even a ceremony, and it's only the stage where they promised to get married, so why are they already wearing such annoying things? Maybe the Duke of Visconti is not secretly paying attention? this guy dares.”

My father, who had been quiet for a long time, was trying to catch up with Amon Isidor again, so I hurriedly opened my mouth.

“Ah, it can be. I'm going to get married anyway, but it's strange to walk around without wearing the ring you've already been given.”

In fact, there was a bigger reason for me to wear the ring all the time.

“Deborah, I'm going to put a strong adhesive on my finger. No, let's try to develop an alchemy that can connect the ring as if it were one body... .”

The day they shared the rings on board, Isidor murmured earnestly as he peered into the engagement ring that wrapped around his ring finger.

He's so serious about coupling, but I thought it would be sad if I wasn't the only one wearing it. To be honest, my fiancé, who was thrilled as if he had everything in the world, was cute and I couldn't help it.

“Anyway”! I don't know what will happen tomorrow. Think about it. Who would have imagined that you, who were last at the Academy, would become the hero who saved the Empire?”

“I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow, but for now, I like this ring. It's pretty.”

Also fox...

My father muttered as if moaning something, and then coughed in vain.

“Hmm! By the way, recently, the imperial family and Shin-chan are too sweet to send me letters saying they want to invite you.”

The words are annoying, but there was pride in the corners of father's eyes.

“I’m refusing to take care of myself, so don’t feel pressured and do it when you want.”

“Yes.”

Even so, I was planning to stay away from social activities for the time being. I was waiting for the aftermath of the incident where the Great Demon appeared to calm down a bit.

' I've gotten so much attention... okay.'

Even the employees of the house treat me with respect, saying that they are the servants of goddess saint.

It was easy to pass even as it was mine, and the eyes of the people in the family who looked worn out because they could not penetrate the ring finger did not. Perhaps the more the nobles looked at the ring, the more, but not the less.

“....”

“Enrique.”

“Yes?”

Enrique widened his wide eyes.

“The ring doesn’t run away just by staring at it like that.”

“....”

“Hey! I can't even make a cute face.”

Sheesh, I smirked while stroking Enrique, who clicked his tongue slightly. Anyway, today went by without any problems.

***

“Lord, there really is no end to what you can do.”

Miguel, who came to Isidore's office to receive final approval, sighed with a sullen face.

In the Duke of Visconti's office, there was always a mountain of payment documents, but recently it has been severe.

“It's not a great devil for nothing.”

teeth tremble If it wasn't for that damn devil, it's the end of the year, so it's time to take a break.

This tastes like death, but Miguel hated it when he saw the master smiling softly every day while staying up all night for a week.

Well, since I won the offer I had been desperately waiting for, I was overwhelmed with the feeling.

If you explain how the Master was prepared for propose, it is equivalent to this report of the Great Satan.

“Miguel, I heard that playing the piano when you propose is a classic without failure. How is it?”

“It's a story about playing well like Sir Thierry”

“Ha? If I practice, I can do that”

Because of Isidor's overzealous enthusiasm, Miguel's eardrums were abused for almost half a year. Rather, I felt that I was happy when I only watched the fashion show.

'Yeah, it's good if the results are good. '

Anyway, it was good news for Miguel that his boss was in a good mood every day.

“Duke, please sign this and be done”

“There’s no romance, isn’t the moon so beautiful tonight?”

Isidor, who gladly signed the report, muttered abruptly as he put down his pen.

“It's hard to see it because there's a lot of clouds.”

“I don't care. The ring looks good.”

Turning his body to the window, he raised his pale hand with a ring on it, not knowing whether it was the moon or the ring.

A smile resembling a pure white moon hung on Isidor's lips. The gloves he had been wearing habitually had been left unattended since the propose.

'It's nice to see it every time.'

He slowly let out a sigh as he looked at the documents he had to scan until dawn.

The reason he's been overly restricting his sleep lately is because he wanted to take a long vacation in the New Year. Since there is a public holiday in the new year, the imperial officials will also be resting, so if you work hard now, you will be able to play without doing anything for a week.

“Shall we go to a hot spring together? ”

If you can't afford to stay overnight, it wouldn't be a bad idea to go on a date in the capital city.

'These days, I heard that the lake park on the outskirts of Atra is worth seeing.'

Isidore, who had even opened up a map and studied the date line in his spare time, got up to the sound of knocking on the window. It was a pigeon that brought Deborah's letter.

He spent money and quality manpower to train the pigeon and it was well prepared for delivery.

[I want to stop by Sir Isidore's house tomorrow morning. Of course, you don't have to rush and waste your time. I heard you're busy.]

Isidor smiled slightly at the letter. Currently, the number one person I want to meet the most in the empire is a princess, but such a humble letter.

As Deborah was only unaware inside Seymour Townhouse, everything from the imperial family, the temple, and even the social circles was attached to her body. At one time, he pointed his finger at it, saying it was a poisonous snake, and it wasn't even funny.

‘I think it was better back then.’

I just need to be pretty and great in my eyes.

With a somewhat selfish thought, he lightly touched the letter and wrote a reply right away.

***

It was a day when the light breeze fluttered and fell like a white butterfly. I, who had been idling in the house for so long, went to Isidor's townhouse.

In the distance, you can see Isidor coming to meet you through the window. Even amidst the pure white snow, his blonde hair shone like the sun without dying.

As soon as I get out of the carriage, my eyes slowly fall on his shiny hair.

“Wait inside. It's cold.”

“It’s the first snow this year. I want to walk while watching the snow with the princess.”

He gently rubbed my cheek with his smooth hand.

'You're not wearing gloves.'

With a soft touch, the cold ring did not touch her face, and she was visibly embarrassed.

"Hmm! After all these days of cold weather, today there is no wind and it's quite warm today. Isn't it?"

At that time, the wind blew by, and Isidor immediately wrapped the scarf in his hand. He buried his nose in a scarf with a familiar scent, and then slowly interlaced his hand on his outstretched hand.

The scenery of the townhouses in Visconti, where the soft snow fell, was quite charming.

"By the way, what wind brought the saint here?"

He asks in the business-like tone of Blancha. Knowingly, I hated it, so I grabbed his clasped hand as if tormenting him.

"I have an important business. I didn't come here because I wanted to see anyone."

“Then it must have been because you wanted to kiss.”

“It’s something I want to do wonders, but I’m just trying to stab it… !”

Before he could finish speaking, he quickly moved his lips together. Perhaps it was because of the soft eyes that occasionally touched his face, the place where his lips touched felt even hotter.

“How did know?”

He flexibly ran through his mouth and fell off, kissing him on the cheek, playfully.

“You are prettier today.”

"Hmm. I know. The Visconti Gardens are just as beautiful as Seymour. The snow is piled up and it looks like a picture from a fairy tale book."

For no reason, he touched the branches of the snow-covered branches with his hands and muttered gibberish.

“garden? I was saying that the princess is pretty.”

It was as if my ear was red. He smiled a little while touching my earlobe with his fingertips