I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living by Exorcising Them! - Chapter 53

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I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living Through Exorcism! Episode 053

 

[Exorcist, I apologize for not properly seeing you off yesterday during that chaotic situation.

 

My wife suddenly collapsed, which must have worried you, but fortunately there were no major problems.

 

In fact, sleeping on the new bed, she didn’t have nightmares or toss and turn at all, but slept soundly. Her health has also improved as if nothing had happened.

 

Just as you said, no more ghosts appear in the manor.

 

This is all thanks to you, Exorcist. Thank you so much.

 

I’m sending a small gift as a token of my gratitude.]

 

‘Huh?’

 

I blinked my eyes.

 

‘He’s not asking me to pay for medical bills?’

 

An unexpected apology and even a gift sent along with it. I couldn’t understand what had happened.

 

“….”

 

‘I guess he and his wife came to an amicable agreement.’

 

She had openly shown her dislike right in front of me.

 

It seemed they eventually brought the rainbow-colored bed into the bedroom.

 

‘Right, the colors might be too flashy and startling, but you can’t mistake that for a ghost!’

 

Now that I think about it, honestly the Viscountess yelling at me looked more like a ghost.

 

Disheveled hair and a pale face. Plus a white dress on top of that.

 

It was the typical ghost costume itself.

 

‘Phew, I was worried for nothing.’

 

I patted my chest in relief and folded the letter. Bella held out a box the size of a person’s torso.

 

“Oh, this seems to be the gift the Viscount sent.”

 

What was inside the box was none other than dozens of seedlings and seed packets.

 

Ah, right.

 

I belatedly remembered the reason I had contacted Viscount Morgon first.

 

Viscount Morgon’s Estate was Grace’s business starting point, and the Viscount’s situation was pitiful.

 

That was also true, but….

 

‘It was because I wanted to decorate the garden!’

 

I observed the lushly bloomed flowers and then picked up one of the seedlings.

 

“Bella, now we can decorate our garden!”

 

“That’s nice.”

 

“Right?”

 

“Yes, it’s good. It’s very good, but.”

 

…Isn’t her reaction a bit ambiguous?

 

I examined Bella’s face while holding my hand up high. She looked somewhat displeased.

 

“The inside of the manor is this empty, but you’re only decorating the garden?”

 

“….”

 

I sheepishly put the seedling down on the ground.

 

There’s nothing to look around at.

 

Just glancing over Bella’s shoulder was enough to clearly see that the manor was so empty it was downright desolate.

 

‘But you said you wanted to decorate the garden too, so what’s with that attitude…’

 

I pouted my lips for no reason.

 

Of course, I also wanted to decorate the interior of the manor, but I hadn’t learned such things nor did I have any talent for it.

 

So I needed someone’s help. Like Viscount Morgon’s seedlings that I was holding in my hands right now.

 

‘I was planning to advertise in the newspaper soon anyway.’

 

Just revealing that I’m an exorcist would bring letters flooding in like a tide.

 

Hadn’t they already said the capital was in such chaos with ghosts that it made the front page of the newspaper?

 

Surely one or two of the clients would have items that could help decorate the manor.

 

‘But not right now.’

 

I still hadn’t received contact from Harman, and the same went for Grace.

 

‘Marquis Fainen had also contacted me before asking me to check if there were ghosts in his estate.’

 

I already had two advance reservations backed up!

 

Thinking about it, Grace who went to the marquis’s estate would send me a letter for some reason or another.

 

Either to tell me she had become the marquis’s young lady, or to ask me to exorcise the ghosts at Marquis Fainen’s estate, or whatever it might be.

 

If I started taking on work thinking I had some time right now, only to have everything come crashing down at once, there would be no way to turn back.

 

‘That’s usually how it goes, you know.’

 

They all come rushing in together as if they’d been waiting, you know?

 

Once I organized my thoughts, I finally noticed the food on the dining table.

 

How long had I been sitting in front of the dining table, and only now noticing?

 

But somehow.

 

‘Is a lot of it gone?’

 

It wasn’t completely empty, but the plates on the dining table were at least half empty.

 

When I looked up just in case, my eyes met directly with Sir Zeros.

 

He froze while chewing.

 

He slowly avoided my gaze.

 

Very slowly.

 

‘Right, he was being unusually quiet.’

 

He really eats well.

 

Exactly the type the former countess would have liked.

 

* * *

 

‘I knew this would happen.’

 

If I had gone to the newspaper office yesterday saying I wanted to advertise exorcism, it really would have been a disaster.

 

I looked at the sender of the letter and let out a sigh of relief.

 

The letters I had been waiting and waiting for had arrived.

 

And from both Harman and Grace.

 

Letters from both of them at the same time!

 

This is why you shouldn’t try to take on work just because you think you have some time!

 

I admired my own keen insight as I picked up the blue envelope with its antique texture.

 

Then I hesitated.

 

‘Even so, shouldn’t checking on Grace’s news be the priority?’

 

Since she had gone to Marquis Fainen’s estate, I hadn’t heard any news at all, and I was beyond curious—I was starting to worry.

 

Hmm, hmm.

 

Though no one was scolding me, I felt inexplicably embarrassed.

 

I swallowed a mental cough and opened Grace’s letter.

 

I quickly read through the letter… like hell I did.

 

[Miss Siena, you are invited to tea time!]

 

I was so flustered by the first line that I couldn’t read any further.

 

‘What tea time?’

 

Did I read something wrong?

 

I rubbed my eyes and checked the sender written on the envelope again. It still said ‘Grace.’

 

Was it fortunate, or was it fortunate?

 

Only the first line was out of the blue; what followed was the content I had been curious about.

 

To summarize, Grace was in the process of completing the adoption procedures at House Fainen.

 

But the procedures kept getting delayed.

 

The reason was simple.

 

The estate was in chaos because of a ghost!

 

‘So that’s why there wasn’t even a single line in the newspapers.’

 

I flicked the letter paper with my finger.

 

I check the morning newspaper every day, but there was no mention at all, so I wondered if something had happened.

 

‘Given Marquis Fainen’s personality, it wouldn’t be enough even if he advertised in huge letters that he found his lost daughter.’

 

But unfortunately, the ghost in the estate was clinging stubbornly to Marquis Fainen, and the marquis was getting more haggard by the day.

 

‘Hmm… roughly meaning his body feels heavy and he gets tired easily? Isn’t that just overwork?’

 

Feeling sympathetic, I briefly traced the top of the letters with my fingertip.

 

Think about what happened at Viscount Morgon’s estate.

 

Remembering how everyone there had gone mad because of the ghost, I couldn’t help but feel sorry.

 

And only after reading the last part of the letter could I understand why Grace had brought up tea time.

 

[I think it would be wonderful to have tea time with Miss Siena and talk about ghost-related matters.

 

If possible, I’d like to meet this week—how about three days from now?]

 

Ah, so that’s it.

 

‘She wants to finish the adoption procedures quickly, so she’s asking me to deal with the ghost?’

 

She also thanked me for canceling the contract and apologized for being too busy to write a letter.

 

She’s no ordinary clever person, I tell you.

 

I rested my chin on the table.

 

Still, Grace was someone who looked after her own interests but kept what she promised to keep.

 

‘She did seem to trust me.’

 

That is, if the expression she showed me until she left my estate that day wasn’t an act.

 

‘I roughly understand the situation with Marquis Fainen’s estate and Grace.’

 

I had already been thinking of visiting Marquis Fainen’s estate anyway, so there was nothing bad about it at all.

 

But replying could wait until after I read Harman’s letter.

 

Hadn’t I already declined one meal invitation?

 

I picked up the blue letter again with a determined heart.

 

He had been so happy about having a date outside the estate, but I never knew that day would be the last time I saw his face.

 

Just when I thought I had gotten a little closer to Harman, I felt like we had grown distant again.

 

‘So this time, no matter what happens, I have to go.’

 

Let’s schedule it to match Harman’s time as much as possible.

 

‘…Phew.’

 

All sorts of thoughts came to mind as I opened the blue letter.

 

Things I had been trying not to think about came rushing in all at once.

 

What if there was a reason I hadn’t sent a reply for several days, what if he said there would be no more meals, what if he said let’s not meet outside the estate anymore, what if he was angry and wanted to cancel the contract entirely…

 

But the moment I read the first line.

 

All my distracting thoughts cleanly flew away.

 

[Lady Siena, I was busy with some matters and couldn’t contact you. I apologize.]

 

“…”

 

I was so moved that my lips trembled.

 

‘Right, there’s no way Harman would be angry.’

 

Of course he was just busy!

 

He’s a Duke, how could he be holding onto letters every day?

 

It was actually amazing that he had been sending replies so promptly and regularly until now.

 

Come to think of it, Harman not sending a reply was only for about two or three days at most?

 

Considering the usual speed of letter exchanges, it was quite normal.

 

It just meant I was making a fuss by myself.

 

I took another deep breath and read the next line.

 

[How about having a meal the day after tomorrow?]

 

“Oh, of course. Absolutely yes!”

 

In my excitement, I blurted it out without paying attention to my surroundings.

 

Bella and Sir Zeros seemed to be looking at me strangely, but I wasn’t embarrassed at all.

 

‘This is what I’ve been waiting for without taking any work for a while!’

 

I didn’t bother to hide the laughter escaping through my teeth. I wrote down a reply saying I would definitely come no matter what.

 

‘All done!’

 

I put down the quill pen with a relieved heart.

 

Then Bella quickly thrust something forward. Her eager hands seemed to have been waiting for me to finish writing my reply.

 

“Miss, this is a letter that came just a moment ago… I think you should check it quickly.”

 

“Huh?”

 

It was a new letter that hadn’t been there earlier – I wondered when she had gone out and come back.

 

“Please look at this part…”

 

Bella pointed to the back of the envelope with a troubled expression.

 

[Open it right now. – Rudian]

 

There was a rather menacing warning from Rudian written there.

 

And in very large letters at that.

 

What, what is this. Why.

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