I Became the Youngest Sister-in-law of the Ruined Reverse Harem’s Male Leads - Chapter 93

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Edgar, who had been thoroughly shocked by Lilliana, went straight to Marius and informed him that he would spend the night at a friend’s house.

 

That friend was naturally Chris.

 

“He’s always like this. He acts like I’m his most precious friend, but he has enough other friends to fill two carriages besides me.”

 

Edgar had been expressing his hurt feelings for thirty minutes now.

 

“I’m even hesitating about going to the school Father graduated from because of him. He doesn’t think about me at all.”

 

“Right. You were worried about going to boarding school, Edgar.”

 

“Exactly! I should have started looking into it when he went to the international school alone.”

 

Edgar buried his face in the pillow and thrashed about, sniffling from his upset feelings.

 

“But you wouldn’t have been able to go to the same school as Lilliana anyway.”

 

“That’s true…”

 

Edgar was smart.

 

He had a knack for memorizing anything at a glance, so even his graduation scheduled for this year was the result of delaying his advancement to spend time with his peers.

 

Lilliana, on the other hand, was quite ordinary.

 

She wasn’t particularly good at studying, nor did she have any talent for magic.

 

‘I thought we’d have to part ways eventually, but I hate that Lilliana is going to Trobancha.’

 

A country with olive trees that legend says bring babies, lemon trees where fairies are said to dwell, and beaches full of seagulls.

 

Perhaps because it was beautiful just to imagine, Lilliana loved Trobancha so much.

 

That’s why it seemed like once she left for Trobancha, she would never return to the Empire.

 

‘We even made a soul mate pact. It’s unfair that only I’m feeling hurt!’

 

Edgar jumped up and shouted.

 

“I can have fun without Lilliana too! Just watch! I won’t play with her anymore either! I’ll make Lilliana feel as hurt as I do and bring tears to her eyes!”

 

Chris thought it seemed like a fight with a predetermined outcome, but he didn’t bother to say it out loud.

 

* * *

 

“What kind of breakfast menu is this? The young duke is here, so we should serve more proper food.”

 

When Count Ruman made a comment, the Countess shot back three times as harshly, as if she couldn’t believe it.

 

“Edgar always eats lightly in the morning. If you don’t know anything, just shut up and tear your bread.”

 

Count Ruman, who had nearly been completely expelled three years ago, had received a chance through Edith’s mercy.

 

It was mercy earned because the Countess had warmly treated Regina when she first came to the Empire, and Chris was a close friend of Lilliana and Edgar.

 

Moreover, when Chris was identified as a mage, the Countess became emboldened and started bullying her husband.

 

“Don’t just laze around at home because it’s the weekend, go out and work. Serve Her Majesty the Empress more devotedly! Find and do tasks even when you’re not told!”

 

“Ah, I understand, so stop…”

 

“You know what, watching you work makes my chest feel so stuffy I can’t stand it. On a day like today, you should go out and pull weeds in the Waldrafen ducal garden!”

 

Chris and Edgar fled the dining hall to escape the Countess who was bullying her husband.

 

‘Since she ate dinner without me yesterday, she must have been bored all evening, right?’

 

So if he played a little longer before going home, she would surely say she was bored being alone and that she missed him.

 

So Edgar stopped by Luca’s house, which wasn’t far from the Count’s mansion.

 

“Edgar. What brings you here on a weekend? Oh, Chris came too.”

 

“I came to play with you.”

 

Behind Luca, Edgar could see school friends.

 

Some were kids who had briefly been in the same class during first year.

 

“We’re going to play ball. Do you two want to join?”

 

“Sure.”

 

Just as Chris was confident with magic, Edgar was confident in physical activities.

 

“Edgar. Come to our team!”

 

“No way. He’s my friend, so he’s on our team.”

 

After making up with Luca in first year, Edgar occasionally played ball with the boys during breaks. So everyone knew how well Edgar could play.

 

Chris felt a bit awkward since he had rarely mingled with regular class friends, but once teams were divided and the game started, he quickly fit in.

 

“Goal! We won!”

 

When Edgar scored the final goal, his teammates rushed over in a crowd.

 

The sweaty children lay in the shade to cool down.

 

Edgar shared water with Chris and said to Luca.

 

“Contact me next time you all get together. I want to come out and play too.”

 

“Then do you want to come to Ian’s birthday party next Tuesday? Chris, you come too.”

 

“Who’s Ian?”

 

“The kid we all went to see the play with last time. Brown hair, green eyes.”

 

“Ah, him.”

 

“Try to remember names. Oh, let’s invite Lilliana too! She came with us that day.”

 

“You two aren’t even at the same school anymore, so how are you still friends?”

 

“We’re not friends. It’s because you talk about Lilliana every day.”

 

“Aha. Lilliana can’t come. Tell her to play by herself.”

 

Edgar drew a clear line with a sulky face and quickly jumped up, suggesting they play another game.

 

* * *

 

Given Emilia’s personality, she would normally stay cooped up at home resting on weekends, but today was an exception.

 

It was because one of her Magic Tower colleagues had gotten married.

 

After attending the wedding, she had come to a cafe with colleagues who were also wedding guests.

 

Among them was Gabriella, a former Magic Tower colleague.

 

“My student, you know. He’s naturally talented, but he’s only ten years old and really diligent. He’s a complete hard worker.”

 

Gabriella, whom she hadn’t seen in a long time, was enthusiastically bragging about her student.

 

Emilia, who roughly knew Chris since she had seen Gabriella’s student a few times, nodded half-heartedly out of boredom.

 

Francois, on the other hand, cheerfully listened to the bragging that was repeated every time they met.

 

“There’s nothing more joyful than seeing talented kids.”

 

He seemed particularly excited today, so Emilia asked Lea, who was sitting next to her.

 

“Did Francois drink? He seems to be in a really good mood today.”

 

Lea responded with a “what are you talking about” expression.

 

“You were sitting right next to him the whole time, what nonsense are you spouting? It’s because Hugo got married today.”

 

“That’s what I don’t understand. He usually didn’t think highly of Hugo.”

 

“Hmm, it seems like Francois is being punished for living dissolutely all this time.”

 

“No, that’s not what I’m asking. What do you mean exactly?”

 

Lea just shook her head without giving a detailed explanation.

 

A few years ago, when the Marquis began to give up his playboy lifestyle, various rumors circulated for a while.

 

Opinions varied from claims that he had played enough and decided to become a monk, to theories that he had found a woman he truly loved but was rejected because of his dissolute behavior and became a new person.

 

As time passed, the Magic Tower members learned about the Marquis’s situation.

 

That the Marquis was frantically in love.

 

The first hint was his attitude.

 

“Hugo. I went to the restaurant you recommended and it was good.”

 

“I told you so. Emilia and I have similar tastes. I knew you’d like it!”

 

Hugo and Emilia got along well in many ways.

 

Their tastes and personalities matched perfectly, so the two were quite close within the Magic Tower.

 

Then one day, the Marquis began subtly interfering between the two.

 

“Are you free this weekend? There’s a home-style restaurant near my house that only people in the know go to, and it’s amazing.”

 

“Sounds good. Then this weekend—”

 

Before Hugo could finish speaking, Francois interrupted.

 

“Hugo. Go to the party in my place.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“There’s a retirement party for a seventy-year-old wizard this weekend. I can’t make it due to my schedule. Go in my place to congratulate him and enjoy all the delicious food.”

 

At first, no one suspected anything.

 

There were witness accounts of him having lunch with Emilia on weekends, but since they lived next door to each other, people assumed they just happened to dine together.

 

However.

 

“Miss Emilia. I got theater tickets. Perhaps—”

 

“Hugo. An actor I know wants me to introduce him to someone nice, so you should go meet him.”

 

“Pardon? Are you saying I should receive an introduction?”

 

“That’s right. You’re the same age and you’re exactly his type. Give it a try.”

 

But when Hugo’s blind date ended in failure, Francois persistently arranged other meetings.

 

“This time it’s a singer…”

 

“She’s the only daughter of a baronet.”

 

“She’s blonde, which you said you liked.”

 

While plunging Hugo into blind date hell, Francois’s gaze grew deeper day by day.

 

Of course, the person at the end of that gaze was Emilia.

 

“Even with protective gear, you should be careful. That’s going to leave a scar.”

 

“It’s just a slight burn on my fingertip.”

 

“That’s still an injury.”

 

On the day Emilia got burned from a failed experiment, Francois got angry as if he were the one who got hurt.

 

Moreover, when he hurriedly brought medicine and applied it to her wound, the look in his eyes was…

 

‘A man in love.’

 

Sweet, passionate, and tender.

 

How could the person in question not know about feelings that everyone in the Magic Tower was aware of?

 

Thanks to Francois’s scheming, Hugo had his wedding today, yet Francois himself seemed to have not even confessed yet.

 

Lea felt frustrated.

 

“Emilia. You commute with the Tower Master every day—how does it feel?”

 

“Ah.”

 

At Lea’s question, Emilia stole a glance at Francois.

 

Seeing such a handsome face next to you every day, how could you not develop feelings!

 

Lea waited for Emilia’s answer with a racing heart.

 

“He makes good money, but doesn’t it seem petty to save a few coins on carriage fare? It’s really annoying when he forces me to leave work during thesis writing just because of carriage costs.”

 

“…The Tower Master has committed many sins. Yes, that’s the only explanation.”

 

Gabriella and Lea clicked their tongues and genuinely pitied Francois.

 

The Tower Master’s love was destined to be arduous for a long time to come.

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