I Became the Youngest Sister-in-law of the Ruined Reverse Harem’s Male Leads - Chapter 76

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“Hugo, you know. He’s really handsome.”

 

“He’s just a steamed potato style though.”

 

“There are many steamed potatoes, but steamed potatoes with good bodies are rare.”

 

“…Your taste is unique.”

 

“Didn’t you know my taste? Was it when we first met, or sometime I mentioned it. That I don’t like pretty faces like yours.”

 

“Your taste is really very unique.”

 

He acted as if it didn’t matter, as if he was just accepting Emilia’s taste, pretending to be calm.

 

Still, his appetite dropped and he quietly put down his fork.

 

Francois watched Emilia’s mood and asked cautiously but in the most indifferent tone possible.

 

“Already regretting it?”

 

“Why are you jumping to that conclusion. I said it was my taste, not that I wanted to meet him.”

 

“Right. That’s true, but you never know how things might turn out.”

 

“I don’t know if someone like you who’s been dating non-stop would understand, but you can be perfectly happy without necessarily dating and meeting people.”

 

“I’m rooting for you.”

 

Francois picked up his fork again.

 

He didn’t notice that he was smiling.

 

As lunchtime passed like that, a few days later.

 

“Hugo. The stretching you taught me yesterday was really good. It felt so refreshing.”

 

“Wow. I knew it would suit you well since you sit all day, Miss Emilia. Shall I teach you other exercises too?”

 

“Can you show me a good posture for straightening shoulders?”

 

“Of course!”

 

Hugo and Emilia stopped their experiment of adding magic stones to drugs infused with magic formulas and stood up.

 

“Stretch your arms out like this, yes. That’s right. While moving your arms toward your back, if you flip your hands…”

 

It wasn’t like he was sneakily touching her body under the pretense of showing the movements, they just stood side by side having a plain conversation.

 

Yet watching from afar, he felt strangely irritated.

 

Francois was displeased with himself for not being able to take his eyes off the two, so he compared and organized his relationship with Emilia.

 

With him, she clashed two out of five times and ignored him two times, but with Hugo, they got along well.

 

‘Why am I being so childish when I’m not even a kid.’

 

In a word, it was possessiveness.

 

Like how little kids get jealous when their friend gets closer to another friend.

 

‘…Jealousy?’

 

Francois flinched.

 

Jealousy.

 

It was an unfamiliar emotion he had received but never experienced.

 

“That’s ridiculous.”

 

Me, jealous? That can’t be.

 

Francois knew well who he was.

 

Marquis Cassel, an archmage, and a genius of the century.

 

Plus unrealistically beautiful looks and above-average tall height.

 

Wealth, honor, looks. With nothing lacking, how could he be jealous of anyone.

 

Flustered, Francois shook his head.

 

“I have been having a hard time lately. I must be very tired.”

 

He tried to neatly organize the situation and move on.

 

Until he saw Emilia smiling brightly.

 

Instantly, blood rushed to his head and anger surged.

 

Emilia had never shown him such a bright smile.

 

So he felt disappointed and hurt to the point where… he wanted to seal away that novice mage.

 

Crack.

 

Only after grinding his teeth did he admit that he was jealous of Hugo.

 

But just one thing, the one reason why he was jealous was something he couldn’t acknowledge. That point was beyond his realm of recognition in the first place.

 

He had never truly loved anyone even once.

 

Because of that, the assumption that he liked Emilia was beyond his common sense.

 

This was no exception even for Rebecca Marchione, whom he had obsessed over in his previous life.

 

Love potions didn’t work on him, after all.

 

* * *

 

Imitating Edith who drinks coffee every morning, I gulped down milk mixed with cocoa powder.

 

“Kyaha! Delicious!”

 

Edith wouldn’t let me drink cocoa in the morning, but my little brother-in-law was different.

 

Maybe staying at the Ducal Estate is a little nice?

 

“Lilliana.”

 

“Huh? Little brother-in-law. I drank all my cocoa so I can’t give you a sip.”

 

“Ah. That’s not it. It’s something else, ahem. Today you can do twin braids!”

 

“Mmm. No. Today’s a day I want to leave it down.”

 

“Then when will the day you want twin braids come?”

 

“I don’t know. But I like twin braids too, but I like it better when it’s braided into one with ribbons and pins attached in between!”

 

“That’s… I’ll go practice.”

 

Leopold showed a fighting gesture with the hand holding the comb, almost with a sense of mission.

 

Edgar, sitting across from him, shook his head and muttered.

 

“…I think Leo is becoming more and more like Marius.”

 

Is that so? I’m not sure.

 

Since it was time for the carriage to depart, we quickly finished brushing our teeth and preparing for school.

 

As we entered the 2nd floor hallway where the first-year classroom was, ominous glares followed Edgar.

 

Edgar’s temperament used to be a secret only we knew, but now everyone knows.

 

Because rumors had spread widely among his classmates.

 

“Edgar. That kid is glaring at you.”

 

When I whispered quietly, Edgar snorted.

 

“Ignore it. What’s he going to do by glaring.”

 

They’re whispering while looking at Edgar or glaring menacingly, how can he be so nonchalant?

 

If it were me, I would have cried sadly or summoned Oliver to play happily.

 

Edgar really isn’t an ordinary kid. I should fight less and get along well with him from now on.

 

“Isn’t it boring being in the classroom? The kids don’t play with you.”

 

“They’re not my friends and I don’t want to play with them either. And Chris is there, so why would I be bored.”

 

“Mmm. That’s true but…”

 

Wouldn’t it be fun to have many friends?

 

Yesterday, our class friends and even Helene’s new friends all gathered together to go see the ducks and played by dipping our feet in the pond.

 

‘Edgar is just like an adult.’

 

It seems like there’s nothing he’s afraid of except insects.

 

I parted with Edgar and arrived at our classroom.

 

When class started, the teacher graded and returned the dictation test from last time.

 

My score was 30 points.

 

“Teacher! My score is wrong!”

 

“There was no problem with the grading, why do you say that?”

 

“This, it’s correct to use quotation marks but you marked it wrong.”

 

When I showed my test paper, the teacher shook her head.

 

“It’s correct that it’s wrong.”

 

“No. All my sisters write it like this.”

 

“Lilliana. Your sisters are Trobancha people. While this might be correct in Trobancha, it’s wrong in the Empire.”

 

“But I’m also a Trobancha citizen!”

 

Somehow the teacher’s atmosphere seemed to have turned a bit cold.

 

“But you’re living in the Empire. So you must follow the Empire’s ways. You deserve 30 points.”

 

“Pfft!”

 

As soon as the score was revealed, someone among the classmates burst into laughter.

 

I wanted to argue more with the teacher, but my face turned bright red and I quickly returned to my seat.

 

I was so embarrassed I wanted to hide underground.

 

I buried my head in my book and just waited for class to end.

 

Then when the bell rang and the teacher left, Florence and David came over to comfort me.

 

“It’s okay. You can get 50 points next time.”

 

“Florence is right. So don’t be sad.”

 

“Sniff. Thanks, guys.”

 

When I first met Helene and Chris, I went through ups and downs just for being Trobancha.

 

So I wondered if something like that would happen this time too, but fortunately they were good friends.

 

‘I should get along well with them from now on.’

 

I don’t like the teacher, but coming to school was a good choice.

 

* * *

 

Edgar and Chris rubbed their eyes at the unexpected splash of water.

 

Puha.

 

Water entered their nostrils with every breath. What on earth happened?

 

“Ch, Ch, Chris. What did you, what did you do?”

 

Edgar lost his composure in an uncharacteristic way.

 

They had just been sitting side by side reading books in the library when suddenly water poured from the sky.

 

“I don’t know either.”

 

Chris didn’t stutter for the first time in a very long while.

 

And the library teacher…

 

“Teacher Gabriella! It’s that child! That child summoned water from thin air!”

 

Called Gabriella who had come from the Magic Tower to the school and pointed at Chris.

 

Edgar snatched the book from Chris’s hand to check it.

 

『10 Magic Spells Even Children Can Do!』

 

And on the page Chris had opened, there was a spell for creating water.

 

So right now, Chris caused this situation?

 

Gabriella rushed over and grabbed Chris, asking.

 

“Did you do this?”

 

“Yes?”

 

“Did you create the water?”

 

“Y, yes… S, sorry. The books got wet because of me.”

 

“My goodness…”

 

Just as Chris, startled by the sudden situation, began to tear up, Gabriella shouted.

 

“Are the books the problem?”

 

“Y, yes? Th, then what?”

 

“You’re a mage! And quite a gifted one at that!”

 

They classified students into classes by checking whether they could feel mana or not when they enrolled in school.

 

Children born as mages begin to manipulate mana around seven or eight years old.

 

But children like Chris who use magic before even feeling mana were rare.

 

Chris received the school’s attention and was transferred to the magic class.

 

And Edgar was left alone.

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