I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living by Exorcising Them! - Chapter 65

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I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living Through Exorcism! Episode 065

 

[As expected, the newspaper office also asked if they could promote Miss Siena’s exorcism business in their weekly magazine!

 

If Miss Siena is okay with it, I’d like to personally promote it in the weekly magazine myself.

 

And I’m also planning to actively promote it to the young ladies I got to know through Father!

 

Oh, right. I’m really sorry for inviting you to tea time last time and then hastily sending you away.

 

Next time, I’ll invite you to a truly wonderful tea time!]

 

I had been thinking about promoting my exorcism business in a weekly magazine.

 

‘But I’ve only been thinking about it, and I’ve never even revealed that I’m an exorcist?’

 

How did the newspaper office find out about this and ask if they could promote it?

 

How long has Grace been back home that there are already young ladies who know about it?

 

Just then, the butler came to visit once more, perfectly timed.

 

“Lady Siena. His Grace said he would like to have breakfast here together as well. Would that be alright?”

 

“Yes, but could I… possibly get a morning newspaper?”

 

“Of course.”

 

As always, he had a sharp impression and voice.

 

The butler, who pushed up his angular glasses, returned with the morning newspaper not long after.

 

With a slightly flustered face.

 

“…Well then, if you need anything else, please pull the bell cord.”

 

As soon as he placed the morning newspaper in my hands, he hurriedly left the room.

 

Why is he acting like that?

 

I stared blankly at the closed door before checking the morning newspaper.

 

“Ah.”

 

Even before unfolding the newspaper, I could understand why the butler was flustered.

 

[Breaking News: Marquis Fainen. Recovers His Lost Daughter!

 

…

 

…

 

Vivid testimony from Young Lady Grace of the Marquis: “Exorcist Siena exorcised the ghost from the estate”]

 

‘Exorcist Siena?’

 

I rubbed my eyes and looked again.

 

But in the part labeled as testimony, it still said ‘Exorcist Siena.’

 

I pulled over Grace’s letter that I had placed nearby and read it again.

 

‘If I give permission, she’ll promote it in the weekly magazine, right?’

 

And she’ll directly promote it to the young ladies too?

 

“…”

 

I was momentarily speechless.

 

‘She really is such a capable person.’

 

Even if I just sit still, it looks like people will come to me with requests on their own.

 

While all these opportunities made me happy, what was fortunate was something else.

 

‘Honestly, I was a little worried.’

 

No, I was very worried.

 

Even after Grace went to Marquis Fainen’s estate, I wondered if she might still be interested in the ghost-haunted mansion.

 

But fortunately, she has no interest in it at all.

 

It was doubly fortunate that I didn’t need to go out and promote myself directly.

 

I neatly folded the letter and morning newspaper I had finished reading and placed them on the nightstand.

 

‘I’ll send a reply after I return to my estate.’

 

Anyway, right now wasn’t a situation where I could take on requests even if I asked for promotion in the weekly magazine.

 

Ridiculously, just thinking this much made my head start throbbing again.

 

Do body aches usually come with headaches like this?

 

‘Still, I definitely feel somewhat better.’

 

I had barely left the bed all day.

 

The maids who came as soon as I woke up changed my clothes and said with relief, ‘You’re less hot than yesterday.’

 

‘So today, let me ask Harman.’

 

I lay sprawled on the bed, looking up at the ceiling and making a resolution.

 

If today also passes quietly with neither of us saying anything during the entire meal…

 

I’ll tell Harman what I had been pondering until just before falling asleep last night.

 

* * *

 

Was it really necessary for so many people to come rushing in just to have breakfast together?

 

‘I understand Sir Zeros since he’s my guard knight.’

 

But why are you all following him in from the morning and standing there watching like guards!

 

There were far more servants standing guard inside the room than yesterday.

 

Why are they all pressed against the walls watching? It was incredibly burdensome.

 

‘How can I ask anything like this?’

 

There were too many people listening, making it awkward.

 

I tried to hide my flustered expression and looked across the table.

 

Even amid my confusion, Harman was sparkling brilliantly.

 

Coming perfectly dressed in a black uniform from the morning. He’s truly beautiful.

 

“Lady, are you feeling somewhat better?”

 

“Yes, I’m much better than yesterday. I slept soundly too.”

 

“That’s truly fortunate. Your face definitely seems less red than yesterday as well.”

 

There it was.

 

Harman’s characteristic faint smile.

 

Eyes curving as the corners of his mouth subtly lifted.

 

Every time I see that face, I don’t know what expression I should make.

 

Harman extended his elegant hand toward me.

 

I naturally placed my hand on top of his.

 

Probably to check my temperature like yesterday.

 

‘It’s less cold than yesterday.’

 

But for some reason, Harman’s eyes widened slightly.

 

“I didn’t mean for you to hold it this time.”

 

“Ah! I’m sorry!”

 

I was startled and pulled my hand away. I raised both hands up then awkwardly lowered them completely under the table.

 

‘Ah, it was just a gesture, I guess.’

 

He said my face was less red than yesterday, so there was no need to check my temperature.

 

I stared at the innocent water glass in embarrassment.

 

And when the meal began, as expected, Harman didn’t say anything.

 

Maybe it’s because I just did something embarrassing.

 

I lifted a spoonful of soup and hesitated for a moment.

 

‘Should I say it? Should I not?’

 

Even if Harman and I were alone, I would have needed courage, but now there were too many eyes watching us.

 

When I slightly lifted my head, I made eye contact with Harman’s guard knight 1.

 

Startled, I turned my gaze away only to make eye contact with guard knight 2…

 

I couldn’t even stare blankly into empty air.

 

All I could look at was just Harman and the food on the table.

 

‘What should I do?’

 

At this rate, all that awaited me was a future of eating with my nose practically buried in my plate and the meal ending.

 

Since I couldn’t just stay still, I put the soup in my mouth. I deliberately chewed slowly.

 

‘I’ve never really felt awkward when I’m with Harman.’

 

Actually, there are probably many people who prefer to eat meals quietly.

 

But I…

 

‘Right, let me speak up.’

 

It didn’t take long to make up my mind.

 

I put down my spoon and looked straight at Harman.

 

“Duke, I hated quiet meals.”

 

“….”

 

Harman’s fork stopped moving.

 

And only then did I realize that I had opened the conversation with a bluntly direct approach.

 

‘Ah, wait. I didn’t mean to say it like that.’

 

How is this any different from criticizing that the hospitality is terrible.

 

Since yesterday, Harman hasn’t said a single word during meals!

 

I hastily added more words.

 

“Father, no. Baron Alderton strictly taught me never to speak during meals.”

 

I thought that was basic etiquette for nobles, so I naturally followed it.

 

My brow furrowed as I briefly recalled my time at the Baron’s Estate.

 

“On days when the Baron was in a bad mood, I got scolded terribly for even making the slightest clatter with my plate.”

 

Did I only get scolded?

 

My meal would end right there and then.

 

“And then on days when his trading went well, he would go on and on about his achievements, making me unable to even hold my fork until all the food went cold.”

 

I was about to say “He really wasn’t in his right mind,” but I held back the rest of my words.

 

If I said more, I felt like I really wouldn’t be able to hold back my curses about the Baron.

 

The five years of mealtimes at the Baron’s Estate were extremely uncomfortable.

 

‘What’s even more ridiculous is that my childhood in my previous life wasn’t much different either.’

 

At the orphanage, meal times were always quiet and strict.

 

I honestly couldn’t remember anything from my school days, and as an adult, I always ate alone. Very lonely.

 

So if I had to pick the time I hated most in my life, I could say without a doubt it was mealtime.

 

But suddenly I had this thought.

 

‘Wait, did I just suddenly ramble on about what I wanted to say?’

 

The room, which was already quiet, became so silent that not even breathing could be heard.

 

Flustered, I tried to gauge Harman’s reaction….

 

‘Huh?’

 

All the people who had definitely been there just moments ago had disappeared. Even Sir Zeros.

 

The only ones in the room now were Harman and me.

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