The Villain’s Sister Suffers Today
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Episode 72

Translator : Missme Editor : Aru

“He’s a perfect person, but it doesn’t mean that a person’s heart is determined by that.”

Yeah, it is.

If I could have liked only those who meet the conditions, I wouldn’t have jumped into the fire myself because I liked someone I shouldn’t have liked now.

‘Crazy, really. What should I do with a psychopath without blood or tears, I’m a person who looks at personality rather than face……maybe.’

I thought so, but I could hear Sir Davery’s voice.

“You’re right.”

“Right?”

“Lady.”

I turned my head. He continued his words when I gave a glance to him.

“I’ve been talking about it, but in fact, I don’t think there’s anything more important if you’re happy anyway.”

“……..”

“I hope you’re happy. Whoever you choose.”

“Why all of a sudden are you giving words of blessing?”

“A loyal knight sometimes wants to convey his true feelings to the lady he serves.”

The sly reply made me laugh. Oh, my.

“I wish Sir Davery too could meet someone nice and be happy. I mean it.”

Sir Davery had no answer.

I walked towards the mansion first and looked around and he wasn’t following me.

“Sir?”

The distance has fallen quite a bit, and the day has darkened, so I can’t see the other person’s face here.

After a while, he was stopped and moved. His legs are as long as he was tall. It was quick to catch up with me with a few steps.

“What did you do?”

“Excuse me. I was lost in thought.”

“Sometimes a loyal knight wants to sell his mind to the lady he serves?”

“You’re very sharp. As expected from the lady I serve.”

I shook my head and entered the mansion. Sir Davery was not turned back this time.

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The next day, a card arrived in front of me.

The pink card, which adds colourful steel to give a guess of the sender’s taste, contained a brief dragon, unlike its appearance.

[I invited my dear Princess to tea time in my mansion. I’ll be looking forward to your visit.

Sender: Irene Isaac]

And I couldn’t help but admire Irene’s timing selection at this time.

‘How does she know?’

I was in a bad mood when I turned down the crown prince.

I can’t believe she had created a number of cases to distract me.

‘Cause I was a little curious about what she had been up to.’

I left the mansion according to the time written at the bottom of the invitation without much thought.

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“Princess, you’re here! I’m so glad you could make it.”

Irene looked pretty good. This was the first time we saw each other since we broke up like that during a hunting competition.

“Long time no see, Lady Isaac. How have you been?”

“Thanks to the Princess. And you can call me Irene.”

Irene added shyly. Surprised by the intimacy felt in her attitude, Irene guided me inside.

“Come this way. I’ve prepared tea time for our backyard. I’ve arranged this and that, but I don’t know if you’ll like it. Oh, of course, it’s not me, but the chef.”

And then the scene of all the chefs having prepared welcomed me. I thought the chef wouldn’t be safe after all of this, since there were too many.

‘What is all this?’

Various refreshments, which seemed to be difficult to list all their names, filled the table dazzlingly from here to there in a flash.

“I didn’t know your taste, so I just tried it all.”

“Well…”

‘Isn’t there a dying message left in the kitchen?’

I sat down, questioning the fate of the unknown chef.

Irene immediately opened up the ‘investigation’ with a bright face.

“How have you been, Princess? I heard you were sick, are you okay now? I heard you didn’t attend the Imperial Palace ball either. Actually, I couldn’t go to the ball either. I was scolded and disciplined for telling my parents honestly about the hunting competition. Fortunately, I was released yesterday. I was bored because I had to stay in the room the whole time, but after that…….”

‘She talks a lot.’

I surely realized it just now. Irene was talkative. I felt it since the letter was so long.

I remembered the last letter of regards, which amounted to three chapters.

I laughed suddenly as I listened silently to Irene’s constant chattering, which resembled someone else.

I just found out, it’s tea time but it turned out that there was no tea on the table.

It’s a trivial fact in a way, but it made me laugh unintentionally. At that time, Irene, who was talking diligently, shut her mouth.

Then she wiggled her finger on the table.

“Well, are you in trouble because I pretend to be close?”

“Huh? No, not at all.”

‘So she pretended to be close.’

Somehow I thought it was not ordinary hospitality. Her tea time wasn’t always dazzlingly like this.

Well, if that was the case then there would have been kitchen rumours against the backdrop of Count Isaac. Everyone who has come in but no one survived. Oh, my.

“…… I know it’s shameless. Because I’ve been rude to the princess from the beginning.”

“Are you talking about the past?”

I pushed the brownie plate with whipped cream close to Irene. The white and black crab looked strangely good with the black-haired Irene.

“You already apologized to me for that. I decided to accept the apology. So that’s just past it.”

“……you’re so generous, princess.”

“It wasn’t a big deal.”

Moreover, it was Irene who had her situation worse than I did on that day.

I was wondering if I should say this or not, but then a voice that wasn’t that loud fell on the table.

“I envy the princess.”

“Huh, me?”

“You are so confident and beautiful.”

“……”

“You stand out everywhere……….”

I closed my mouth and chose an answer.

I was immune to flattery, but now it seems not just empty words. While agonizing inwardly over what to say, Irene continued.

“……and you have a nice escort.”

“Huh?”

“Well, I’m just saying. In my eyes, the princess has everything. So I envy you.”

I blinked my eyes.

‘Just now…’

Why was the escort coming out of there all of a sudden?

It would have been more natural in terms of flow if she had said that I had a cool younger brother. Since Irene likes Ash.

‘…… eh?’

Irene was slightly flustered when I stared at her silently.

“Have you tried this? It’s banana milk pudding, and it tastes really good. It’s the work of our chef’s remorse, no, it’s a masterpiece.”

(T/N: remorse 유작 and masterpiece 역작 have similar words in hangul, that’s why she misused it)

‘I think she just killed the chef for a while.’

That amplified my doubt. Why was she so flustering?

I thought nothing of it, but soon I opened my mouth.

“Yes, my escort is a good man. He’s got a good personality, he’s talented.”

“……”

“A married man with three children.”

“No way! ……gasp.”

Without realizing it, Irene, who stood up and shouted, immediately closed her mouth.

Of course, it’s too late.

I looked up at Irene with a face that must have failed to control his facial expression and showed ‘no way’ expression instead.

“Irene…”

“Oh, no, not. That’s not.”

“When did that happen?”

‘Irene and Sir Davery?’

It was only a few days ago that we followed Irene, who entered a dangerous hunting ground dressed as a man to try to catch Ash’s eye.

‘Maybe within this week.’

But what’s this? What about this sudden situation?

Irene had her white face become so red and soon sat down with a resigned look. Irene dropped her head like a sinner.

“You’re going to criticize me, aren’t you? I know.”

“What?”

“You can laugh. If you want to swear and point fingers, feel free to do it.”

“No, I won’t.”

Who was she making me out with a broken personality?

When I first denied it in a perplexed voice, Irene raised her head that had slouched down.

“You’re not laughing at me?”

“Why should I be laughing? More than that, is the situation matched with what I think? What I mean, Irene…..”

“…that’s right. He took me home safely from the last hunting competition even though he was injured. It was so cool and……that’s all.”

Irene’s face became a darker reddish colour.

I forgot what to say.

‘This is……’

She’s a geumsappa.

(T/N: geumsappa 금사빠 from 금방 사랑에 빠지는 사람 that have meaning ‘A person who falls in love quickly.’ I don’t know what the English word for this)

I assure you there was no more appropriate and complete word to describe this situation right now.

Irene was a geumsappa. A person who falls in love quickly.

“Well, aren’t you really laughing at me?”

“I’m not laughing at you. Why do you think I’m gonna laugh at you like that?”

“That’s funny. It’s so easy…..to someone else right away…….”

“Irene’s heart is her freedom. So if I laugh at you for having a changing heart, then that means I laugh at other people’s freedom. No one was qualified to do that? At least that’s what I think.”

…..of course, I was surprised, but I’m still not showing it, I’m pretty embarrassed inside.

“And Irene, you said you envied me.”

I kept talking to hide the shock.

“Rather, I used to envy Irene sincerely.”

“Well, why would you……..”

“That’s a secret. Anyway, I did, but since Irene says she’s jealous of me today, I guess envy is an avoidable feeling. Everyone has it in their heart once in a while.”

I met Irene’s eyes. For a moment a small voice dispersed into the air.

“Thank you.”

I was wondering what she was grateful for, but I didn’t ask. Somehow I felt like I shouldn’t.

“Thank you so much for coming to tea time today.”

“Well, rather I’m grateful for inviting me.”

“……can I invite you often like this in the future?”

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