The Villain’s Sister Suffers Today - Chapter 72
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Chapter 72

Episode 72

Translator : Missme Editor : Aru

Hes a perfect person, but it doesnt mean that a persons heart is determined by that.

Yeah, it is.

If I could have liked only those who meet the conditions, I wouldnt have jumped into the fire myself because I liked someone I shouldnt have liked now.

Crazy, really. What should I do with a psychopath without blood or tears, Im a person who looks at personality rather than facemaybe.

I thought so, but I could hear Sir Daverys voice.

Youre right.

Right?

Lady.

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

Ive been talking about it, but in fact, I dont think theres anything more important if youre happy anyway.

..

I hope youre 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 wasnt following me.

Sir?

The distance has fallen quite a bit, and the day has darkened, so I cant see the other persons 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?

Youre 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 senders taste, contained a brief dragon, unlike its appearance.

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

Sender: Irene Isaac]

And I couldnt help but admire Irenes timing selection at this time.

How does she know?

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

I cant 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, youre here! Im 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. Ive prepared tea time for our backyard. Ive arranged this and that, but I dont know if youll like it. Oh, of course, its not me, but the chef.

And then the scene of all the chefs having prepared welcomed me. I thought the chef wouldnt 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 didnt know your taste, so I just tried it all.

Well

Isnt 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 didnt attend the Imperial Palace ball either. Actually, I couldnt 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 Irenes constant chattering, which resembled someone else.

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

Its 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 wasnt 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 its shameless. Because Ive 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 thats just past it.

youre so generous, princess.

It wasnt 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 wasnt 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, Im 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? Its banana milk pudding, and it tastes really good. Its the work of our chefs remorse, no, its a masterpiece.

(T/N: remorse and masterpiece have similar words in hangul, thats 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. Hes got a good personality, hes 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, its 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. Thats 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 Ashs eye.

Maybe within this week.

But whats 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.

Youre going to criticize me, arent you? I know.

What?

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

No, I wont.

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.

Youre not laughing at me?

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

thats right. He took me home safely from the last hunting competition even though he was injured. It was so cool andthats all.

Irenes face became a darker reddish colour.

I forgot what to say.

This is

Shes a geumsappa.

(T/N: geumsappa from that have meaning A person who falls in love quickly. I dont 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, arent you really laughing at me?

Im not laughing at you. Why do you think Im gonna laugh at you like that?

Thats funny. Its so easy..to someone else right away.

Irenes heart is her freedom. So if I laugh at you for having a changing heart, then that means I laugh at other peoples freedom. No one was qualified to do that? At least thats what I think.

..of course, I was surprised, but Im still not showing it, Im 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..

Thats a secret. Anyway, I did, but since Irene says shes jealous of me today, I guess envy is an avoidable feeling. Everyone has it in their heart once in a while.

I met Irenes eyes. For a moment a small voice dispersed into the air.

Thank you.

I was wondering what she was grateful for, but I didnt ask. Somehow I felt like I shouldnt.

Thank you so much for coming to tea time today.

Well, rather Im grateful for inviting me.

can I invite you often like this in the future?