I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living by Exorcising Them! - Chapter 14

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I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living Through Exorcism! Episode 014

His lowered eyes were unreadable, impossible to tell what he was thinking.

But it was certain that he was carefully, very meticulously cleaning my hands.

The gentle touch that swept between my finger joints made my face flush.

“Duke, the handkerchief will get dirty from the soil.”

It was even a pure white handkerchief!

“It’s fine.”

He truly didn’t care at all.

He didn’t even show any sign of displeasure.

Not only was the handkerchief getting dirty, but soil had been scattered all over the pathway instead of the flower garden.

“Since you saved my servant, this much is something I should rightfully do.”

Perhaps noticing my anxiety, he even kindly added that explanation.

At this point, rather than being due to thorough etiquette education from birth, he must truly be a deeply considerate person.

Of course, I was the one who did all the work.

Well, he’s a duke after all, so it would be fine to consider this natural and move on.

Even though I was a guest, the class difference between him and me was like heaven and earth.

‘Hmm, as expected.’

I nodded my head.

He truly has such a kind heart.

His heart is as good as his face.

‘To think I tried to avoid Harman just because of the original story.’

I resent my past self.

Kind people and handsome people are precious. Especially someone who is both kind and handsome, needless to say.

‘I’ll definitely help you avoid going insane.’

I must make sure this beauty is known to future generations.

Once my hands were completely clean, Harman folded the handkerchief, now dirty with soil, in half.

As he was about to place it on the table, I almost grabbed… but didn’t grab his arm.

Unwanted touching could cause displeasure.

Moreover, since Harman was a duke, I shouldn’t dare touch him carelessly.

Instead, I gently grasped the edge of the handkerchief.

Even that seemed to startle him. Harman’s eyes, which rarely widened, grew slightly larger.

“Duke, we’ll be seeing each other often from now on.”

Without going insane, dying, or destroying the world, for a long, long time.

I suppose I should put even more effort into taking care of the Monteville Ducal Estate.

If the estate’s environment improves, it might have a good influence on Harman, right?

His eyes slowly closed and opened. He seemed to be gauging what I was saying.

I don’t know how he understood my words.

However, it was certain that his mood had improved.

“Yes, Lady. It would be good to see each other often from now on.”

It was a transparent and pure smile, like a flower that had just bloomed.

“Because there’s so much I want to know about the Lady.”

Harman’s eyes curved beautifully into crescent shapes.

I never would have thought he would smile so suddenly at this distance.

The blue eyes visible between his narrowed lids were so terribly clear that I was left speechless.

We stared at each other for quite a while.

What broke the silence was Harman’s careful question.

“Then, how about examining the estate tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow… you mean?”

“Yes.”

The feeling of floundering above the clouds came crashing down.

I was abruptly pulled back to reality.

I awkwardly scratched the back of my head.

“Ah, well. Tomorrow is.”

“Do you perhaps have other plans?”

A shadow fell across Harman’s face.

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“Duke, I’ll see you again next time!”

“Yes, I’ll be looking forward to it.”

The carriage engraved with the Duke Monteville family crest slowly began to move.

Siena peeked her face out the window, waved her hand gently, then shyly withdrew it.

Harman watched without moving until the carriage completely disappeared from view.

No, even after it had completely vanished.

He stood still for quite a while, staring intently at the empty space.

The butler standing behind him glanced at the report in his hands.

‘There are too many pending approvals.’

It was because Harman had allocated work time to attend to Siena.

However, the butler didn’t rush Harman.

Instead, he observed Harman’s back with dry eyes.

No emotion showed on his fortress-like back.

Soon, when the carriage had completely disappeared from view, Harman slowly turned around.

It was the same cold face without expression that he always wore. Completely different from when Siena was present.

“I’d like to continue enjoying tea time in the greenhouse garden. Come with me.”

“Yes, understood, Duke.”

Upon arriving at the greenhouse garden, the butler naturally recalled what had happened here earlier.

‘Pepit was suddenly pulled between the flowers.’

Pepit was the maid who had been serving tea during the tea time just before.

Since Harman had said he wanted to be alone with Siena, the butler couldn’t enter the greenhouse garden.

However, the greenhouse garden was a transparent glass dome.

Even from outside, one could faintly make out the interior.

The butler watched the tea time for a while for safety. If nothing happened, he planned to return to his duties.

But the moment Pepit lifted the teapot over the teacup.

The butler witnessed with his own eyes her grabbing the tablecloth to avoid being dragged backward.

What was gripping Pepit’s ankle was definitely a hand that felt no warmth whatsoever.

Though he couldn’t see it clearly, it was certain that the owner of the hand hidden among the grass was wearing white clothes.

That wasn’t all.

Something with its mouth torn from ear to ear was staring at the scene.

With its body grotesquely twisted and contorted.

‘….’

It had been a year since he started seeing ghosts.

Though he thought he had grown somewhat accustomed to it and was no longer afraid, it was still a scene too difficult to approach rashly.

Then Siena casually stood up and removed the ghost’s hand that was gripping Pepit’s ankle.

Only after seeing that was he finally able to move.

“I’ll pour the tea, Duke.”

The sound of tea being poured pierced his ears, and the butler finally returned from his recollection to reality.

However, even though the maid had stepped back, Harman wasn’t picking up his teacup.

After a brief silence.

Tap tap. Harman silently tapped the table.

“…Ah, I’m sorry!”

The maid quickly poured tea into the butler’s empty cup.

Then the butler’s complexion noticeably brightened.

It wasn’t enough that he was busy managing Harman’s recently hectic schedule.

His face had been tense all day from worrying about the suddenly appeared noble guest.

‘He was being considerate of me.’

The butler knew that although Harman appeared blunt on the surface, he actually had a nature that cared for the people of the estate.

This moment too was surely arranged to help relax himself, who was extremely tense, rather than for his own sake.

Harman picked up the teacup in front of him. After he took a sip of tea, the butler followed and picked up his teacup.

As the warmly steeped tea went down, he felt his body completely relax.

‘It’s been a while since I had tea time with the Duke, so I must have been more nervous than I thought.’

Meanwhile, Harman quietly set down his teacup and his gaze turned to the seat across from him.

It was where Siena had been sitting.

‘…As expected.’

The butler sighed inwardly.

Perhaps the Duke could also see ghosts completely.

‘That’s why he keeps thinking about Miss Siena.’

Siena was the only person so far who could exorcise ghosts as if it were nothing.

It was the same earlier.

When that thing was flustered and tried to remove Siena’s hand.

She didn’t budge an inch.

Instead, she applied force as if she would break its fingers one by one.

She paid no heed even when screams similar to a beast’s cries burst forth.

Finally, when Siena removed its hand, they fled from the greenhouse garden as if escaping.

Like herbivores fleeing from a predator.

‘Now I can’t see any ghosts.’

Ever since the butler began seeing ghosts, there had always been spirits clinging to the Monteville estate and around Harman.

However, now that Siena had visited, nothing was clinging to Harman’s side.

Perhaps the estate would be quiet for a while.

Though he didn’t know when they might return again to torment the people of the estate. The butler thought so.

“You must have work piled up from receiving guests. You may go ahead.”

“Thank you for your consideration, Duke.”

At an appropriate moment, the butler bowed and stood up.

Harman’s gaze was still directed elsewhere.

‘He’s definitely concerned about something.’

Harman’s gaze hadn’t changed one bit from when teatime began until now.

The spot where Siena had been sitting.

He only stared at that now-empty chair. As if by staring at it like that, he could understand something.

The butler carefully took the still-tense maid’s arm and led her out of the greenhouse garden.

‘I must serve Miss Siena well so she can stay comfortably at the estate from now on.’

If she was someone who could solve Harman’s troubles, it didn’t matter if she was a commoner.

He needed to think about how to treat this noble guest with utmost care so she could stay at the Monteville Ducal Estate for a long time.

He never mentioned that there was a mountain of matters requiring approval until the very end.

Because there was something more important than that.

Creak- The door closed.

Harman’s body, which had been sitting upright with his legs crossed, rapidly collapsed.

He rubbed his eyelids as if troubled.

Though a still-warm teacup sat before him, a cool air suddenly approached.

Something white was standing across the table.

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