The Villain’s Sister Suffers Today

“Who cares? I'm sure they’ll make their own assumption.”

“What about the Madam then? Can Madam also make her own assumption?”

There was silence, but it was only for a moment.

“Now, the Madam might already make her own assumption.”

“What?”

Dylan crumpled her forehead. Since it was too weird for Davery to say.

“That doesn't make sense. Not long ago, you act like you’re going to commit suicide at the thought of Madam discovered your true evil nature.”

“……I did that?”

“You didn't know that? So I thought you’d be so broken-hearted that you’d never come to your senses.”

“…….”

Dylan clicked her tongue after saying her bitter evaluation.

“Why did you suddenly change your mind?”

“It's not changed, it's just……….”

“…….”

“……because the other thing else got bigger?”

“Other thing?”

“Loyalty.”

“What are you talking about? You mean your loyalty to the Madam?”

“I am always loyal to the Madam, so not that, but to the other side.”

“Why is your loyalty suddenly growing…….”

Dylan realized it without speaking about it any longer.

Because she remembered who sent Davery here now.

“……..Ah.”

“………”

“I see. Yeah, that's possible. If you're still lingering to that feeling in this situation, then you're a real jerk.”

“…….”

“But you're such a real jerk somehow…….Hey, wait a minute.”

Davery stopped trying to pick up his coat off the rock.

Dylan sighed and threw off Davery’s coat.

“Here.”

“……!”

“I did it just in case, but I did a good job wearing it. What will happen after you wash up then pick it up on dirt again?”

“You're being nice right now.”

“Don't you know the quote saying ‘for the old time’s sake?”

Dylan added that she seemed to think for a moment.

“Even now, somehow…… Anyway, there is a friendship that can be built up while eating a pot of rice together.”

“I see.”

Davery put on his coat with the sound of unfaithful laughter, then made a peek.

“Thanks.”

Dylan glanced at Davery instead of answering.

Davery asked with a persistent gaze.

“How is it look?”

“It's funny.”

Dylan gave a frank review.

The appearance of his bare body with only a coat was definitely far from being cool.

At least the fact that the body revealed through the coat is strong and solid enough, lowers the awkwardness.

Dylan thought so and suddenly lifted her coat.

“……what are ye ou doing?”

“You have a lot of scars.”

“It’s new scars. And what does that have to do with your behaviour right now?”

“No, You've had a little more scars since you left Hidden. I was thinking if I could beat you now.”

“So you could use these scars to suppress and defeat me somehow……?”

Davery, who stared at Dylan with absurd eyes, continued to walk.

After a few steps past Dylan, Davery turned around.

“Dylan.”

“…….”

“Stop that and let’s go. If you're really curious about that, why don't you catch me and overpowered me later? Won’t you go?”

“…….What, you using honorifics again?”

“Because my rationale has come back a little.”

“Then does that mean your rationale has been lost till a little while ago?”

“Slightly.”

Dylan spat out a laugh.

She looked at Davery with thin eyes and took her feet off.

“Are you cool now?”

“What, you mean with a naked upper body and a coat?”

“That too…… Well, in many ways.”

“Yes.”

“……..”

“I’m cool.”

Then that's it. Dylan grinned and put her arm around his colleague's shoulder.

***

At Ash's recommendation, we moved to another place to rest and I fell asleep.

As I woke up between my dreams and blinked, Ash, handed me warm milk.

“…….”

“Why?”

“Nothing.”

I don't know how long the time flew, but the castle was still quiet.

That means the castle's users still haven't woken up.

It made me laugh without realizing it, imagining Ash who would have gone into the kitchen and found and poured milk out and heated it.

“Khhmm.”

I coughed in vain and took a sip of milk.

When warm milk entered my throat, I felt awake and awake.

‘I can't believe I fell asleep in the middle of this.….'

I'm sure I've gotten more sleep.

“How long did I sleep?”

“You didn't sleep long.”

“Really?”

I stared out the window. Seeing that the position of the sun has not changed much, I didn't think it was a lie.

‘Sir Davery….’

What is he doing now? Did he feel good after chasing the Baron?

Then it became noisy outside. I walked with the milk in my hand.

“……ha, I really didn't expect to found a suit.”

“Look, I was right, wasn't I? I told you they would have at least one suit.”

“No, but you're looking for it again? Tell me the truth, Sir Davery Sack. Do you have a side job on your day off?”

“Is it better to treat and observe other people’s way of living that way?”

Dylan and Sir Davery were walking down the hall talking about that and stopped looking at me.

The contents of the conversation were hard to understand, but I was relieved to see him squabbling as usual.

“Madam.”

The two soon got close. I checked Sir Davery's left hand first.

Fortunately, there’s a bandage wrapped to prevent the wound in the meantime.

‘But he still has to get the doctor treated the wound properly when we go back.'

The Doctor, who seems to be possessed by the butler’s spirit these days, will nag a little, but it's up to Sir Davery, not me.

I looked at his hands first and asked after feeling a little relieved.

“Are you okay?”

“I'm fine. Madam, are you okay?”

“Of course I'm fine. There's no reason not to. Just now…….”

I woke up from my thoughts, sigh and realized that I have to accept it.

Just now, didn’t he call me Madam?

“What's wrong?”

“……no, nothing.”

I shook my head.

I was surprised because it’s Sir Davery, along with Bessie, who always titled and called me ‘lady’, but when I think about it again, it was not a big deal.

“Anyway, I took a good rest waiting. Ash also brought me this warm milk.”

“Oh, yes. His Excellency… Milk……”

“How about you, sir, I mean, did you finish well with the Baron?”

I asked carefully.

Sir Davery paused as he alternately glanced at the milk in my hand and Ash.

The answer soon came out.

“Yes, it worked out well.”

“Really?”

“At least on my side.”

“That's a relief.”

I mean it.

Baron Genium was destined to die anyway. I don't know what it is, but it's good if he left after clearing his debt

It was then. The masked man reappeared, unable to see where he had gone since I fell asleep.

He was smiling broadly.

His lips, revealed under the mask, drew a line to the point where it was burdensome.

“Hey, man.”

He raised his thumb in front of Sir Davery.

“That's great. You've done it awesomely.”

“……?”

“The client would really be happy with tears. Oh, it's a pity that I can't move it as it is.”

I caught on quickly.

‘I guess he's talking about Baron Genium.’

Did he come after checking on the body? While thinking so, the masked man kept talking.

“How can you do that, eughh………even when the chef minces the meat in the kitchen…….”

“…….”

“I really want to move it as it is, but unfortunately, I just took a few fingers. Oh, you know I had a hard time finding a good one, right?

Sir Davery was finally silent.

At this point, I was slightly curious about what Sir Davery had made to Baron Genium, but I did not ask.

Instead, I looked at the masked man and asked something else.

“If it’s a client, then……?”

“Oh, I didn't tell you this.”

The masked man continued politely.

“I'm asked to clean up by a client, and my client is the wife of the dead baron.”

“Is she alive?”

Is she still alive?

I recalled when Baron Genium said that his wife had turned her back on the world first last year, then the masked man nodded.

“Sure, even though she’s not in good shape…… When she got sick and his appearance was ruined last year, the Baron locked her up in the villa and didn't look for her, treating her as a dead person. But it was good for her. She was able to run away with all her belongings and come to ask of me.”

“Aha…….”

“Well, I don't know right now, but her illness will get better soon. Since she got the illness from the Baron, she'll be fine now.”

The masked man said humorously.

I sighed deeply with relief. I'm glad to hear that.

I don't even know her face, but I hope she lives well. I feel like I've found a ray of comfort during a terrible tragedy.

“Well, it was an honour to meet you.”

“…….”

“If you need cleaning next time, please find the cleaner of the cleansing bar on the cleaner's estate!”

The masked man finished the words and disappeared well over the hallway window.

The window had been left open beforehand.

So when he left, he could leave quietly without breaking it.

I fell into that sentiment and soon turned around.

“Shall we go, too?”

***

As if it was true that people would never wake up for half a day, the drugs sprayed by the masked man remained until we left the estate.

We walked briefly through Hidden, out of the sleeping forest castle.

“Aren't you sorry?”

Sir Davery, while we were still looking at the noisy streets as a festival.

“What?”

“The performance……”

“Oh, the performance.”

I missed the performance I was supposed to see today.

When the work finished and we left the castle, the performance time had already passed.

“It's all right.”

The troupe stayed in a village for a week and performed three times.

And today was the last performance.

But it wasn't too disappointing.

“I didn't expect that much from the beginning.”

Watching the performance is additional and it was really meaningful to come out and play far away.

It's a shame that something unexpected happened that made us return a day earlier, but that's okay.

Hidden is smaller than I thought, so I thought I had seen everything worth it yesterday.

“Oh, that's right. By the way, the fruit candy I ate yesterday was very delicious.”

I muzzled my lips and suddenly thought of the fruit candy I had eaten last night after defeating the swindler.

The ingredients weren't special, but strangely, they tasted pretty good. Is it the one that is called handmade taste?

Handmade-tasting fruit candy, which is all fruit and sugar clothes. It's amazing.

Yesterday, I was thinking about whether the stall would remain there when a passerby who was passing by bumped into Sir Davery.

“Oh, I'm sorry….”

The passerby, who seemed to apologize, paused for a moment. He looked carefully at Sir Davery and shouted immediately.

“Gaechaban!!” (T/N: cursed word, it is defined as a word that refers to a person who is very dirty in words and actions.)