I Won’t Pick Up The T*ash I Threw Away Again - Chapter 89

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#89

 

Would that really be the case.

 

I had my doubts, but it seemed worth trying.

 

“Alright.”

 

“Then shall we toast?”

 

I wondered if we really needed to go that far, but since we were doing this, I figured it was better to do it properly, so I clinked glasses with him.

 

The drink seemed to have a bit more alcohol content than what I had earlier, as I immediately felt a bitter alcoholic taste hit me as soon as I drank it.

 

Still, it had a strong fruit flavor that made it drinkable.

 

I wanted to drink quickly and send Aldor away, but that would be rude, so I had no choice but to drink it little by little.

 

“Oh, I heard an interesting rumor about the Princess.”

 

When the champagne was almost empty, Aldor suddenly brought up an unwelcome topic.

 

I answered before he could even specify what rumor he was talking about.

 

“No, it’s not true.”

 

Then Aldor chuckled.

 

“I haven’t said anything yet.”

 

“You were going to talk about the rumor that I’m His Majesty the Emperor’s mistress, weren’t you?”

 

“My, you’re quite perceptive.”

 

Wouldn’t I be an idiot not to know when everyone’s talking about it?

 

“But is it really not true?”

 

“It really isn’t true.”

 

“Hmm, I see.”

 

Aldor looked me over with strange eyes. I ignored his gaze and focused on drinking the champagne.

 

Finally, the champagne reached the bottom.

 

I showed the empty champagne glass to Aldor.

 

“I’ve finished it.”

 

It was an implicit way of telling him to leave now.

 

He wasn’t completely oblivious, as Aldor reluctantly withdrew while showing his disappointment.

 

Finally, I was alone. I let out a big sigh and leaned against the wall.

 

Even after drinking a whole glass of champagne, my throat was still dry.

 

“Here.”

 

I handed the empty glass to a servant and received a new one, downing it in one go.

 

Since there was no one with me, there was no need to worry about manners.

 

After drinking two or three more glasses like that, the intoxication that had settled down while dancing came rushing back up.

 

My vision swayed slightly and my head felt dizzy. My body grew hot and I felt tipsy.

 

Was I always this weak with alcohol?

 

I had never drunk this much before, so I was finding out for the first time.

 

Now that I knew my drinking limit, I’d have to be careful next time.

 

More than that, I wanted to go back to my room and rest, but would that be okay?

 

The party wasn’t over yet, but there wasn’t really anything for me to do if I stayed longer.

 

So let’s go back.

 

It was better than staying and making a fool of myself while drunk.

 

If I went straight out the main gate, people would notice, so I secretly slipped out through the back door.

 

This way was also good because it was closer to the annex.

 

When I came outside, a slightly humid breeze carrying the salty scent of the sea blew over me.

 

In the distance, I could see the sea sparkling with stars.

 

“Beautiful.”

 

It had a different charm from seeing it during the day. It felt different from viewing it from my room too.

 

I couldn’t go into my room with such a beautiful sight to behold.

 

I stood there for a while, admiring the beautiful night sea.

 

As time passed, I became more intoxicated. Every time I breathed, I seemed to smell alcohol.

 

I was getting sleepy too, so I really needed to go now.

 

As I turned around, my legs gave out and I staggered slightly.

 

“Miss?”

 

Unfortunately, a passing servant caught sight of me in that state.

 

“Are you alright?”

 

“No, I’m not alright.”

 

I answered honestly without trying to save face.

 

It was better to be embarrassed in front of one person than to persist and be embarrassed in front of more people.

 

Being seen by Viscount Valdir or his cronies would be the worst-case scenario.

 

“Sorry, but could you help me get to my room?”

 

I wanted to get back to my room quickly, so I asked the servant for help.

 

“Of course, Miss.”

 

The servant approached and supported me.

 

I entrusted my body, which wouldn’t move as I wanted, to him and headed toward the annex.

 

On the way, the alcohol hit me harder and I became drowsy.

 

I can’t fall asleep here.

 

I tried my best to endure it, but I couldn’t overcome the overwhelming sleepiness and my memory kept cutting out intermittently.

 

While I was repeatedly falling asleep and waking up, I felt a soft sensation against my back.

 

It seemed I had finally returned to my room.

 

The corset tightly squeezing my waist and all the accessories I was wearing were uncomfortable for sleeping like this, but sleepiness took priority.

 

“Thank… you.”

 

I briefly thanked the servant and then succumbed to the overwhelming drowsiness.

 

* * *

 

Hilltain’s daily routine was simple.

 

When Leilah slept, he slept too; when she ate, he ate too; wherever she went, he followed.

 

However, since Leilah entered Baron Hutton’s estate, there were often situations that made this difficult.

 

It was when Baron Hutton was near Leilah.

 

As befitting a naval commander-in-chief, Baron Hutton was formidable. If he let his guard down even slightly, the baron would detect his presence. In that regard, he seemed to be a step above Fillen.

 

Hilltain’s mission was to secretly protect Leilah without being detected by anyone.

 

So when Baron Hutton appeared, Hilltain kept a certain distance away.

 

This made it slightly difficult to protect her if something happened to Leilah, but it couldn’t be helped.

 

It was better than having his identity discovered by Baron Hutton.

 

And Baron Hutton’s estate was a place called an iron fortress.

 

There wouldn’t be anyone bold enough to dare harm Leilah in this place, so he could be relatively at ease.

 

Today too, because of Baron Hutton, Hilltain couldn’t stay by Leilah’s side as usual and was sitting on the roof of the manor.

 

That didn’t mean he was just idling around.

 

“…that’s all.”

 

Since it happened to be report time, he reported the day’s events to Kalian through a silver magic messenger bird.

 

As soon as Hilltain finished his sentence, Kalian asked.

 

[…So you’re saying Baron Hutton’s second son is targeting Leilah?]

 

“I’m not sure if he’s targeting her, but he definitely seems interested. He requested to escort her twice.”

 

[So he’s been hitting on her twice.]

 

For some reason, there was murderous intent in Kalian’s voice.

 

It was common for noble young men to request escorts from young ladies, so why this reaction?

 

He didn’t understand, but thinking there must be a reason, Hilltain didn’t question it deeply.

 

[If that bastard tries to do anything strange to Leilah, you can make it so he can’t function as a man.]

 

“What’s the scope of ‘anything strange’?”

 

[Everything that Leilah would hate.]

 

After saying it, something seemed off, so Kalian immediately corrected himself.

 

[Let me correct that. Touching her body without Leilah’s permission.]

 

“Yes.”

 

Touching her without Leilah’s permission would all be inappropriate behavior.

 

Hilltain precisely recorded Kalian’s orders in his mind.

 

[Is Leilah still at the party?]

 

Even while reporting to Kalian, Hilltain continued to watch the main building entrance, but he hadn’t seen Leilah come out.

 

“Yes.”

 

[The party is going on for quite a while.]

 

Is that so? It’s only been an hour though.

 

[It must be difficult because of Baron Hutton, but try not to take your eyes off Leilah as much as possible.]

 

“Understood.”

 

The conversation ended there.

 

Hilltain put the disconnected magic messenger bird in his pocket and jumped down from the roof.

 

He intended to check if Leilah was safe.

 

Using the darkness as a shield, Hilltain leisurely approached the window of the main hall, avoiding people’s eyes, and peered inside.

 

He could see people enjoying the party, laughing and chatting along with the chaotic music.

 

However, no matter how much he looked around, Leilah was nowhere to be seen.

 

Even after checking several times, it was the same.

 

Did she go to the bathroom? Or maybe the lounge?

 

Or perhaps… did she return to the annex while I wasn’t watching?

 

It hadn’t even been a few minutes since Kalian told him not to take his eyes off Leilah, and he had already lost track of her whereabouts.

 

His heart grew anxious. Hilltain moved quickly to find Leilah.

 

* * *

 

I was sleeping soundly when someone grabbed my arm.

 

Who is it? Is it Eria?

 

Did she notice I returned and come to help me change clothes?

 

Either way, it was welcome. The dress had been feeling stuffy anyway.

 

In my half-asleep state, I spoke to Eria.

 

“Just take off the dress and corset. Oh, and the accessories…”

 

You don’t need to take off anything else…

 

Due to being drunk on sleep and alcohol, my words weren’t coming out properly.

 

“Chuckle.”

 

When I mumbled as if talking to myself, the other person laughed softly.

 

…This laughter isn’t Eria’s?

 

Come to think of it, the hand holding my arm was also larger compared to Eria’s.

 

Someone other than Eria.

 

Goosebumps spread from my toes.

 

My mind snapped awake as if cold water had been poured on me, and sleep fled.

 

“Let go, let go!”

 

I screamed sharply and shook off the hand that was holding my arm.

 

I immediately tried to get up from where I was, but my alcohol-affected body wouldn’t move as I wanted.

 

I could barely manage to pull my body back a little.

 

I turned my head to see who it was, but the surroundings were dark and I could only see a blurry silhouette.

 

Just from checking the silhouette, it definitely wasn’t a woman.

 

“Who, who are you?”

 

I curled up my body and glared at the other person who was silently looking at me.

 

“Who are you to enter my room so carelessly at this late hour?”

 

“This isn’t the Princess’s room, though.”

 

This voice is…

 

“Hutton… young master?”

 

As my eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, I could see the other person’s appearance.

 

A sleazy-looking face and a vile smile. It was indeed Aldor.

 

“Why are you here… No, more than that, you’re saying this isn’t my room?”

 

“Yes. This is my room.”

 

That can’t be…

 

I hurriedly looked around. It was still dark and hard to see clearly, but I could tell.

 

That this wasn’t my room.

 

The furniture arrangement and the bed I had been lying on – everything was different.

 

Why am I here?

 

I definitely asked a servant to take me to my room.

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

It was puzzling and absurd, but it must be the same for Aldor too.

 

So rather than making excuses, I apologized first.

 

“The servant who brought me to the room must have made some mistake. I’m truly sorry.”

 

“Well, it’s not something to be that sorry about.”

 

His slightly raised lips were eerie. His eyes glinting in the darkness looked dangerous.

 

Feeling like I should escape quickly, I pulled my body further back.

 

“Ugh!”

 

As a result, I ended up falling off the bed.

 

My bottom that hit the floor ached, but thanks to that, I sobered up a little.

 

I could move more freely than before.

 

“Then I’ll be going now…”

 

Just as I was about to leave, Aldor, who had somehow approached my side, suddenly grabbed and pulled my arm.

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