I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living by Exorcising Them! - Chapter 21

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I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living Through Exorcism! Episode 021

 

‘Isn’t there a way.’

 

A way for me to do exorcism (cleaning) without the Female Lead suffering any damage.

 

In the midst of all this, Viscount Morgon’s story kept bothering me.

 

As Bella said, Viscount Morgon had invested his entire fortune to purchase a grand mansion in the capital.

 

The problem was that not long after, rumors began circulating that his estate was haunted by a ghost.

 

At this rate, I could clearly see things would flow just like in the original story.

 

In the original, Viscount Morgon held out until the end, but when even his wife ran away, he put the estate up for sale at a bargain price.

 

In the end, he disappeared completely broke.

 

‘But….’

 

Even knowing all these circumstances and the future, there was a reason I couldn’t readily step forward.

 

Viscount Morgon’s Estate was the first estate that the Female Lead, Grace, had boldly demolished and remodeled.

 

In other words, it was the catalyst for Grace’s business determination.

 

It was practically the stepping stone to her dreams!

 

‘Honestly, I couldn’t care less whether the original story gets ruined or whatever.’

 

Think about it.

 

What’s already weighing on my shoulders right now is.

 

Helping kind and handsome Harman not go insane.

 

And through that, preventing the world’s destruction and avoiding death – such enormous missions.

 

I was even busy just trying to make ends meet right now.

 

If you think about it that way.

 

Helping haunted estates with sad stories would be better for me too….

 

But would it be okay for me to block the Female Lead’s path?

 

I hesitated because it felt strange, as if I was stealing the very starting point of her business.

 

‘I never had any intention of meeting Grace directly until now.’

 

Given how things have turned out, it might be better to seek her out and meet her.

 

Right, let me contact the Information Guild.

 

That Information Guild that Grace had visited to sell her necklace…

 

‘Ah!’

 

Something flashed through my mind.

 

A method, I’ve thought of one.

 

“Miss, you really won’t help us? Even though my friends are spending every night in tears?”

 

Meanwhile, Bella was clasping both hands together neatly while sending me sparkling eyes.

 

I made up an appropriate excuse.

 

“First, I’ll consider having a conversation with Viscount Morgon. Right now, the Monteville Ducal Estate takes priority.”

 

“But didn’t the Duke say to wait a bit since repairing the wall would take some time?”

 

Bella pouted.

 

“It’s the Monteville Ducal Estate, so it won’t be finished quickly, right? Considering the day the Duke gave me his word, probably three days-”

 

Screech! A loud cry came from beyond the tightly closed window.

 

I pointed outside the window without even looking.

 

“It’s here.”

 

Not in three days, but right now.

 

It was truly perfect timing.

 

For a moment, bewilderment flashed across Bella’s face.

 

I shrugged my shoulders and turned my head at the sound of fluttering wings.

 

The White Bird I’d grown quite familiar with by now.

 

Naturally, it was holding a letter in its beak and its body was leaning forward as if it had descended rapidly from above.

 

“Oh my, it must have gone upstairs thinking I was there, then came down.”

 

Harman’s messenger bird must be as smart as its owner, I thought admiringly, feeling strangely proud.

 

Piyoook! The bird flapped its wings in an oddly irritated manner and glared at me.

 

‘It seems a bit aggressive too.’

 

It was just an ordinary cry, so why did it feel like it was urging me to hurry up and come out?

 

It was probably because those bright blue eyes were staring directly at me that made it feel that way.

 

I hurried over to the window. I carefully grabbed the letter.

 

“Thank you, take care.”

 

Piyoook! With an irritated cry, the White Bird disappeared between the white clouds.

 

As if its job was finally done.

 

‘It definitely seems to have quite a temper.’

 

I tilted my head curiously as I skimmed over the letter envelope and turned around.

 

Bella, who had become gloomy in the meantime, handed me a paper knife.

 

“Really, I guess the payment is finished.”

 

I paused for a moment while trying to open the envelope. Didn’t she… try to somehow connect me and Harman?

 

Now it seemed like she wanted me to exorcise ghosts at other noble residences rather than meet Harman.

 

Maybe she hoped I would become close friends with the nobles.

 

‘Bella really is impossible to understand.’

 

There’s nothing I can do by becoming friends with the capital’s nobles right now.

 

‘I’m no longer a noble anyway.’

 

After storming out of the manor, I hadn’t even heard rumors that Father was looking for me.

 

‘Well, I never had any intention of returning to my original status anyway.’

 

What’s wrong with being a commoner?

 

I’m much more comfortable than when I stayed at Baron Alderton’s Estate, I have more money, and I’m living well.

 

All nobles in the Empire could renounce their status upon reaching adulthood.

 

The process was a bit complicated, but parental permission wasn’t required.

 

It was a system that had been created because of domestic abuse that occurred here and there.

 

The second thing I did as soon as I left home was to renounce my status.

 

I carefully opened the envelope with the paper knife.

 

As expected, elegant handwriting appeared.

 

[Lady Siena.

 

How have you been?

 

The wall you mentioned has been repaired.

 

Now there’s no place for ghosts to sit on the empty wall.]

 

“You’re describing the completion of repairs in a rather scary way.”

 

“Huh? What does it say?”

 

“It’s nothing.”

 

It would be much better if you didn’t know.

 

Despite my addition, Bella kept peering over from the side, curious about the letter’s contents.

 

But I had nothing to tell her.

 

What did “no place for ghosts to sit” even mean?

 

If I mentioned even the two characters for “ghost,” she would surely faint from shock.

 

“Anyway, the repairs are finished, right?”

 

“Yes. He’ll probably call me to the Monteville Ducal Estate soon.”

 

“That’s good, but… Sigh, Miss. Still, please consider talking with Viscount Morgon!”

 

Bella still hadn’t given up.

 

Honestly, I wanted to do that too.

 

I just hadn’t figured things out yet.

 

“If you just give permission, Miss, I’ll immediately tell my friend and try to arrange a meeting with Viscount Morgon.”

 

“Right, it’ll probably be a few days before Duke Monteville calls for me… Huh?”

 

I was answering casually while reading through the letter when my eyes widened.

 

In my confusion, I brought my face close to the letter.

 

[If it’s alright with you, could you come tomorrow?

 

This isn’t a demand.]

 

“…”

 

After burying my nose in the letter, I slowly pulled my face away.

 

Then Bella’s sparkling eyes, asking what was wrong, pierced into me.

 

“Come tomorrow.”

 

“What?”

 

“He says it’s not a demand.”

 

“…That means he definitely wants you to come tomorrow!”

 

Right.

 

…I’ll have to postpone visiting the Information Guild for a bit.

 

* * *

 

“You’ve arrived, Lady Siena.”

 

“It’s been a while, Duke.”

 

Though it actually hadn’t been that long.

 

If I count from the day we first met, it hasn’t even been a week. It was just something I said out of politeness.

 

Harman escorted me into the manor as he always did.

 

‘He seems to be in a particularly good mood today.’

 

Glancing at his profile every time we met had become a habit.

 

He was someone who naturally wore a gentle smile, but today it was closer to beaming.

 

His pale skin seemed to have a slight flush to it.

 

As if he was anticipating something wonderful.

 

“Duke, it seems like you have something good to be happy about.”

 

Just as I spoke, the solidly repaired wall at the manor entrance came into view.

 

‘Ah, maybe it’s because the repair work is finished.’

 

When I tapped it lightly as I passed by, it no longer made a hollow sound.

 

The dozens of suspicious holes had completely disappeared too.

 

They probably used the latest, highest-grade magic stones.

 

The Rundane Magic Stones that had been sitting alone in the garden were all cleared away – did they send them to some storage room?

 

Seeing the wall had been properly fixed finally lifted some of my guilt about carelessly sending away the Rundane Magic Stone.

 

“Yes. I’ve prepared quite a lot for today.”

 

Harman followed my gaze and nodded lightly while looking at the wall.

 

‘Does he mean he prepared to show me the perfectly repaired wall?’

 

I wondered if that was really necessary.

 

But seeing Harman’s eye-smile, my bewilderment vanished completely.

 

‘Right, that makes sense. He could want to do that.’

 

Since I was in the middle of inspecting the manor for him, he might have wanted to show it off.

 

It was a face that made everything easy to accept.

 

“Then would you please examine the rooms on the first floor today?”

 

“…Yes, of course!”

 

I spun around and grabbed the door handle of the very first room. My fingertips trembled slightly.

 

Harman’s pretty face that I had just briefly looked at was floating around in my head.

 

Not only his gentle voice, but every time he smiled with his eyes, I naturally became dazed.

 

No matter how I look at it, his appearance is too dangerous.

 

* * *

 

Surprisingly, there wasn’t really anything wrong with the rooms on the first floor.

 

The only problem was that all the blackout curtains were still drawn so that not a single ray of sunlight could enter.

 

‘I definitely told him before that sunlight should be allowed in to prevent ghosts from entering.’

 

But I didn’t scold Harman.

 

Let me remember this. It’s 6 million francs every time I come and go.

 

I just quietly pulled back the blackout curtains with a smile.

 

And now the last room on the first floor.

 

“I’m opening it!”

 

I deliberately threw the door open energetically, expecting that there wouldn’t be any particular problems this time either.

 

But I shouldn’t have done that.

 

‘Kyaaaaaaah!’

 

I froze solid without even being able to let out a scream.

 

It was the first time my legs wouldn’t move at all, as if they were nailed to the ground.

 

How….

 

How could this…!

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