I Won’t Pick Up The T*ash I Threw Away Again - Chapter 101

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#101

 

The room Kalian had given me was larger and more luxurious than the one I had stayed in before.

 

I wondered if it was really okay for me to use such a nice room.

 

But it didn’t seem right to go find him and ask him to change it because the room was too big and nice and made me uncomfortable, so I quietly unpacked my things.

 

My shabby belongings didn’t match the luxurious room at all.

 

Among the clothes I owned, the only thing that suited this room was the uniform I was currently wearing. Everything else was plain and unremarkable.

 

Things that hadn’t caught my eye in Hutton were somehow so noticeable here.

 

‘Should I go home and bring some clothes?’

 

I did have some decent clothes at home though.

 

It would be good to bring underwear and other items while I was at it.

 

Oh, I also needed to let Sara know that I’d be staying at the Imperial Palace from now on.

 

Sara would return in about 4 days, but there was a possibility she might come back early, so it would be good to go and leave a note in advance.

 

Since I was just going for a short while, I left everything else and just took my pass and wallet.

 

I thought about asking a servant to call a carriage, but I felt like walking a bit would be good, so I decided to just walk.

 

Before leaving the Imperial Palace, I stopped by the cashier’s office in the outer palace to collect my unpaid salary.

 

The pouch containing gold coins was quite heavy.

 

“The salary is more than I expected.”

 

The cashier manager, who heard my surprised muttering, smiled slightly and said.

 

“That’s not even that much. Baron Delrond takes much more.”

 

“Really?”

 

“Yes. He does a lot of night shifts and all-nighters after all. His Majesty told us to compensate generously for the hard work.”

 

Ah, so that’s why I got a lot too.

 

Not as much as Baron Delrond, but I did work a lot of overtime preparing for the party and doing various other things.

 

“Well then, I’ll be going now.”

 

“Have a safe trip. Oh, and congratulations on receiving your barony, Baron Aster.”

 

It was a formal greeting, but it felt good.

 

“Thank you. Well then.”

 

After exchanging greetings with the manager, I left the cashier’s office.

 

I passed through the somewhat bustling outer palace and completely exited the Imperial Palace.

 

I stopped there for a moment and watched the familiar streets and people moving busily about.

 

It was a familiar street I had passed through countless times, but somehow it felt refreshingly new.

 

I felt a bit nostalgic too.

 

“Oh right, I shouldn’t be doing this.”

 

While I had plenty of time, I didn’t have time to leisurely dawdle around.

 

I needed to return before sunset.

 

I hurriedly moved my stopped feet and headed home.

 

On the way, I stopped by a general store to buy letter paper and envelopes.

 

They were letters to send to Misa and the servants of the Williot Duchy.

 

When sending the letters, I would write a request asking them not to tell Fillen if possible, but the loyal butler would likely inform Fillen anyway.

 

Then Fillen would immediately tear up the letter.

 

“….”

 

Thinking about Fillen doing that made me feel bitter.

 

The letters might not reach Misa and the others, but I still wanted to send them.

 

While thinking about what to write in the letters, I arrived home before I knew it.

 

During the brief time I was away from home, all the climbing roses had disappeared. Only the lush green leaves were growing abundantly.

 

“I should trim the branches.”

 

Even if I moved to a new mansion, it was proper etiquette to clean up the rented house properly.

 

After packing my things, I thought I should call a gardener and roughly pulled out the visible growth.

 

Even that didn’t last long because of the rose thorns, and I had to give up.

 

As I entered the house, quiet stillness greeted me.

 

Dust had accumulated on the furniture. It was obvious that no one had been in the house for a long time.

 

“Should I do some cleaning?”

 

I didn’t have enough time for a deep clean, but I could do something simple.

 

First, I changed clothes so my uniform wouldn’t get dirty and tied my hair up high.

 

Then I brought a broom, duster, and cloth from the warehouse.

 

I was about to start wiping the dust off the furniture with the cloth when I heard a bang from outside the door.

 

“…What’s that?”

 

It was too violent to be a knock, more like something breaking.

 

It sounded like something falling too.

 

I was too scared to open the door immediately and check, so I looked at the situation outside through a window that was a bit away.

 

I couldn’t see anything in particular. Maybe I heard wrong.

 

I tried not to worry about it and resume cleaning.

 

Thud, thump-

 

I heard the sound of someone tapping on the window.

 

I turned around absentmindedly and froze in surprise at seeing the man standing in front of the window.

 

“Long time no see.”

 

Brilliant golden hair fluttered in the wind.

 

Golden eyes distorted with anger glared at me dangerously.

 

“Shall we have a little talk?”

 

Why is Fillen here?

 

Wasn’t he supposed to be in the Williot Estate?

 

Panicked by Fillen’s unexpected appearance, I stared at him in confusion.

 

Fillen’s mouth was smiling, but his eyes weren’t. The eerie murderous intent in his eyes made goosebumps rise on my arms.

 

Why is he so angry?

 

What happened?

 

Seeing him act like this toward me, it seemed like he was angry because of me, but I couldn’t guess why.

 

…Could he still be acting like this because I suggested we break off the engagement?

 

Bang-!

 

While I was thinking about why he was acting this way, Fillen struck the window hard.

 

It was truly strong force, enough to crack the solid glass.

 

He glared at me as if he would break the window and come in at any moment, speaking through gritted teeth.

 

“Open the door right now.”

 

“…I refuse.”

 

With Fillen acting like that, would I be crazy enough to open the door?

 

Bang-!

 

When I refused, Fillen struck the window hard once more.

 

Crack. The window cracked a bit more.

 

Isn’t he really going to break the window and come in?

 

I trembled slightly with rising fear and stepped back.

 

Fillen sneered at me and said.

 

“Should I break the window myself and come in, or will you open the door with your own hands?”

 

The noble Duke was threatening to break someone else’s window and trespass.

 

It was absurd and ridiculous, but what was even more ridiculous was that Fillen was serious.

 

What should I do? Whether I opened the door or not, it was a problem.

 

After agonizing, I eventually opened the door.

 

Either way, if I was going to clash with Fillen, I chose the option that would provoke his anger a little less.

 

…Though it didn’t seem to have much effect.

 

As soon as I opened the door, Fillen barged inside.

 

I left the door wide open without closing it, preparing for any emergency.

 

I was ready to run outside at any moment if necessary.

 

Fillen looked around the house broadly and snorted.

 

“An imperial advisor living in such a small house? How ridiculous.”

 

What Kalian had worried about was already manifesting.

 

While I thought I should move to the new manor as quickly as possible to avoid damaging Kalian’s reputation.

 

On the other hand, anger surged within me at who he was to evaluate someone else’s house, especially one granted by His Majesty the Emperor.

 

“Surely you didn’t come here to evaluate the house I live in?”

 

“Of course not. Do I look that idle to you?”

 

“Then please say what you have to say and…”

 

CRASH-

 

I was about to ask him to leave when he struck the wall hard. Powder fell from the broken wall.

 

“Leilah.”

 

Fillen looked at me with a chilling smile.

 

“What makes you think you can order around a duke like me?”

 

“…”

 

“Don’t tell me you think your position is higher than mine just because you became the Emperor’s advisor?”

 

“…How could that be possible.”

 

Fillen, who was a duke of the Empire and commander-in-chief, had higher status and rank than me.

 

It made no sense for me, a mere advisor and baron, to speak up to him.

 

I bowed toward Fillen in apology.

 

“I was rude, Your Grace.”

 

“Good thing you realize it now.”

 

Fillen walked inside without hesitation and sat on the sofa.

 

“Are you going to listen while standing?”

 

I glanced at the door I still kept open and nodded.

 

Then Fillen chuckled softly and pointed to a chair with his chin.

 

“I won’t eat you, so sit.”

 

“…”

 

“Don’t make me say it twice. Sit.”

 

I didn’t want to sit, but seeing the smile gradually disappear from his lips, I had no choice but to sit.

 

I positioned myself as close to the door as possible, ready to stand up at any moment.

 

While continuously watching Fillen’s mood.

 

His quietly sunken golden eyes were chilling. With his completely hardened face, he looked extremely angry.

 

I had no idea why he was angry. I couldn’t even guess.

 

“Sisly gave birth to a baby.”

 

Should I say congratulations, even if just as empty words?

 

“And we held the baby’s funeral not long ago.”

 

I was about to do so when his additional words made me close my mouth.

 

The child whose funeral he mentioned must be the baby Sisly gave birth to.

 

I thought Sisly looked healthy and would give birth safely, but there must have been problems.

 

How should I comfort him?

 

“Why did you do it?”

 

While I was thinking of appropriate words, Fillen suddenly asked.

 

At his unexpected words, I looked at him, and Fillen erased the smile from his lips and looked at me seriously before asking again.

 

“Why did you kill my child?”

 

I was about to offer some modest words of comfort when Fillen said something completely unexpected. When I stared at him blankly, not understanding, he clenched his fists as if he would strangle me right then and asked again.

 

“Did you hate me that much? Then you should have taken revenge on me directly. Why did you kill an innocent child? Why!”

 

The thunderous shouting snapped me back to my senses.

 

“I never did such a thing.”

 

I didn’t know why Fillen thought that, but it was an absurd misunderstanding.

 

I had done nothing to Sisly’s child.

 

“Ha!”

 

At my answer, Fillen scoffed as if dumbfounded and ran his hand through his hair.

 

It seemed he was convinced that I had done it.

 

There must be a reason for his conviction.

 

Or it was completely groundless speculation.

 

“Why do you think I did it?”

 

When I asked to clarify which it was, Fillen tilted the corner of his mouth crookedly.

 

“Would you understand if I told you that Sisly took the abortion drug you prepared?”

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