I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living by Exorcising Them! - Chapter 107

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I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living Through Exorcism! Episode 107

“It’s been a while, Miss Siena… Oh, should I call you Exorcist instead?”

“It’s been a while, Young Lady. Doesn’t ‘Exorcist’ sound too distant? Just call me Siena.”

“Really? Is that okay?”

“Of course.”

When I went to Rose Estate, Lord Rose came running out with an umbrella to greet me, which was too overwhelming. This is much better.

There was just some difficulty about what title to use when addressing me, since I came as an ‘exorcist’ taking on an exorcism request.

The Young Ladies treated me exactly the same as they did at the tea party.

Perhaps because of that, their parents also treated me with courtesy but quite warmly.

That was good.

Really good, but…

‘This time was also a failure.’

No wait, the request was successful.

They said strange sounds were coming from the wall, so I boldly removed the picture frame.

Didn’t Harman’s mansion experience the same situation early on?

Just like back then, I planned to remove it first and examine the wall, but I immediately saw that the back of the frame was rotting.

There wasn’t just one or two such frames either…!

I hastily handed the frames over to Sir Zeros after seeing mysterious bugs wriggling in the rotted frames.

The frames that were passed over were now burning enthusiastically while everyone watched in fear.

Crackle crackle.

‘They burn well.’

I crouched down and blankly stared at the fire show.

‘What about the other requests?’

I thought it over, but no suitable requests came to mind.

All requests were resolved by repairing the old parts of the estates, just like the requests I’d handled before.

There definitely weren’t any strange incidents like burned objects reappearing.

Just like today’s request.

‘Now there aren’t any requests left before the Imperial Court Ball.’

Sigh…

I pressed my throbbing head.

I failed.

There was no method left to find out about Bokdeungi.

Perhaps naturally, Bokdeungi never appeared even once.

According to Emily, Bokdeungi recently was just a puppy excited about longer walks.

I could take on more requests after the Imperial Court Ball, but somehow I felt that finding out after that would be pointless.

‘…Actually, maybe everything really was just coincidence.’

Bokdeungi just barked because he wanted to bark, and during his walk he followed a path with my scent and picked up rotten fruit.

If everything else wasn’t coincidence but had reasons, and if Bokdeungi could see something…

‘That would mean the “ghosts” I’ve firmly believed don’t exist are actually real.’

So it doesn’t make sense.

Then couldn’t this not be called a failure? Rather, it should be seen as a success.

“Lady Siena, the frame disposal… no, the exorcism is complete!”

It was around then that I awakened from my deep thoughts.

I, who had been painfully clutching my head, quickly looked up at Sir Zeros’ call.

The crackling flames had completely died down.

All that remained below was pitch-black ash.

“Ah, Sir Zeros. Thank you for your hard work.”

I stood up, brushing off my knees.

As I approached Sir Zeros, the client’s family members nearby looked at me with admiring eyes.

As always, I smiled brightly and told them the request had been resolved.

And so peaceful days passed where nothing happened.

The day of the Imperial Court Ball.

As promised, Harman came to the estate.

“Lady Siena.”

“…”

I silently stared beyond the black gloves extended toward me.

A chain with jewels was fastening the cape draped over the shoulders of his pure white uniform.

The brooch on his cravat flashed with light every time he blinked.

The accessories near his chest were engraved with the Monteville Ducal House’s family crest, sparkling as clearly as if they’d been crafted while looking directly into Harman’s eyes.

No, since Harman said he detested blue, maybe it was inherited from the previous Duke.

But more than that…

“Duke.”

“Yes, Lady Siena.”

“If my eyes aren’t mistaken, our outfits look somehow similar right now. Like we coordinated our outfits…”

“That’s correct.”

“What?”

I answered in a cracked voice.

‘This wasn’t a mistake?’

With a dazed expression, I slowly looked down.

The jewels crafted with elaborate patterns on the dress were all deep navy blue. Like the cape draped over Harman’s shoulders.

Up to this point, I thought it could be possible.

The jewels on my dress being the exact same color as Harman’s cape could be pure coincidence.

But the brooch decorating the chest area of the dress flashed with light every time I blinked.

Isn’t this getting strange?

The same jewel as the brooch on Harman’s cravat…

‘The brooches even look exactly the same!’

That wasn’t all. The pattern engraved on the cape was identical to the pattern on my dress.

‘Just when did you start preparing this?’

It’s been quite a while since you gave me this dress as a gift, hasn’t it?

And back then, honestly, wasn’t it an impulsive gift?

“Didn’t I tell you? I gave you the dress as a gift to invite you as my partner to the ball.”

I slowly raised my head.

It was as if he had read my thoughts exactly.

“When I gave you that dress. I’ve been preparing since then.”

At his definitive words, I couldn’t say anything. Harman shyly continued.

“These days, they say it’s boring when people come wearing matching colors for uniforms and dresses.”

“…”

You even considered fashion trends?

But didn’t we coordinate once before when we were dating, wearing matching white uniform and dress?

The question was brief, as Harman withdrew the hand he’d been extending. Then he instructed his guard knight something.

What he received was some kind of shawl.

“It’s cold, Lady.”

This happened once before too.

The day we met outside.

I was busy worrying about other people’s stares, but Harman wrapped his coat around me, worried I might be cold.

Even now, Harman is personally wrapping the shawl around me, clearly knowing I’m spacing out, lost in all sorts of thoughts on the day of the Imperial Court Ball.

Slowly, carefully.

‘It’s even a women’s shawl.’

It was obvious this was something prepared for me.

“There, Lady.”

Harman smiled with satisfaction only after completely covering my shoulders with the shawl. His hand extended once more, as if to say let’s go.

At that moment.

It became certain.

‘There’s no way it’s not true.’

He was looking at me as if looking at something most precious.

‘Harman likes me.’

I don’t know since when, but now it’s certain.

And I too….

“Thank you, Duke.”

Our hands overlapped.

I gazed at the golden hair leading the way and followed his steps.

During that short time walking toward the carriage, unexpected thoughts crossed my mind.

‘The beginning was truly frightening.’

How much I had been wary of Harman when we first met.

Anyone would be wary if someone they never imagined meeting appeared before them—someone who would later try to destroy the world.

However, unexpectedly, Harman wasn’t harmful, was similar to me, and so I pitied him and wanted to comfort him.

At some point, we had been showing affection toward each other.

Of course, I couldn’t completely let go of my suspicions.

Even though everything was flowing completely differently from the original story, suspicious incidents kept happening.

But….

‘Not anymore.’

Watching Harman help me into the carriage with careful hands, all thoughts disappeared at once.

Now it seemed there would be no obstacles between us.

Even in the original story, if Harman went mad, there must have been a problem with the Emperor. It wouldn’t have been Harman’s fault.

The carriage door closed.

Sitting face to face with Harman, I smiled brightly and resolved.

‘So from now on, I won’t suspect Harman.’

Whatever it may be.

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