I’ll Become the Heroine’s Capable Divorce Partner - Chapter 39

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Chapter 39

“Yes. I was just wanting to get an indoor cardigan anyway.”

Just from looking at the hats in the hat shop, the seamstresses’ skills would be reasonably guaranteed.

But still, I wanted to personally confirm Abigail’s craftsmanship.

While proceeding with the commission, I could also carefully observe what kind of character Abigail had.

“I’ll provide the materials and workspace on my end, and I’ll pay you as well.”

“Really? That would be easy!”

Her cheerful response was only momentary.

Abigail’s face soon became clouded like a sky covered with dark clouds.

“……But the director won’t allow it.”

“We can just keep it a secret, right?”

“I-if that’s the case.”

Abigail hesitated for a moment, then carefully nodded her head.

“I really want to do it.”

“Good. Then it’s a promise?”

“Yes.”

Abigail blushed on both cheeks and began moving her utensils again.

I fell into thought for a moment.

In any case, it seemed like various investigations would be needed regarding the hat shop and the orphanage.

Then……

‘Shall I test just how capable our information broker is?’

My eyes sparkled with interest.

* * *

And so, after parting with Abigail, on my way back to the Duke’s Residence.

I stopped by the flower shop to contact Count Disraeli.

But.

“……Count Disraeli?”

I couldn’t help but let out a dumbfounded voice.

At my call, intelligent ash-gray eyes glanced this way.

Sky-blue hair neatly tied and hanging over his shoulders.

A beauty mark dotted near his eye.

A handsome man with an atmosphere that overwhelmed with characteristic languidness.

That’s right.

Count Disraeli was intently looking at flowers…… but why on earth?!

“Good day, Princess.”

The Count offered a greeting without batting an eye.

Then he slightly narrowed his eyes.

“You look as if you’ve seen a ghost.”

Well, of course……

Why would the Count, who’s busy day and night with auction house and information broker work, be here?

I forced a laugh.

“Excuse me, but why did you visit the flower shop, Count?”

“You speak as if I’ve come somewhere I shouldn’t. I’m a regular customer of this flower shop.”

“A-a regular?”

“Yes. Originally, a man of leisure cannot control his overflowing time.”

Lies.

In the original work, there were several scenes of the Count pulling all-nighters to meet with Isabel.

It was because he was so busy.

By the way, the Crown Prince was the same.

Originally, male protagonists in romance fantasy novels tend to be busy.

Because Koreans can’t tolerate lazy protagonists.

“So I have various hobbies, and among them is collecting rare flowers.”

Count Disraeli concluded matter-of-factly.

“And there’s no place that handles rare seedlings like this flower shop.”

Nice excuse.

It’s just because this flower shop is an intermediary contact point.

“More than that, it’s nice to meet like this.”

But then.

The Count looked at me and smoothly narrowed his eyes.

“May I introduce you to a few types of flowers I like, Princess?”

……He doesn’t look pleased at all.

Rather, his eyes are flashing with suspicion, wondering ‘Why did she suddenly visit the flower shop?’

Well, I also have business here anyway.

“Sounds good.”

I readily nodded my head.

And so the Count and I stood side by side in front of clustered daisies.

Pretending to examine the flowers, we conversed in lowered voices.

“Actually, I came because I have a commission.”

“What kind of commission do you mean?”

“There’s a hat shop called Huffman. I’d like to commission an investigation into that hat shop.”

For a moment, I seemed to see the illusion of a question mark appearing above the Count’s head.

It was obvious he thought it was a random commission.

No, listen to me.

I’m not making this commission for no reason!

“This hat shop receives and sells hats from an orphanage, and I want to confirm if there were any illegal activities in that process.”

Thus I placed my first commission with Count Disraeli.

The excessively cheap price of the hats.

Suspicion that they might be exploiting the orphanage people.

And even Abigail’s testimony.

After finishing the entire story, the Count nodded heavily.

“So that’s what happened. I understand.”

Hmm, an attitude befitting a romance fantasy sub-male protagonist.

That appearance of having a sense of justice and responsibility as a nobleman.

You pass.

I’ll grant you the right to have a one-sided love for Isabel.

“May I ask you something?”

I, who had been thinking nonsense, suddenly snapped to attention at the voice I heard.

Before I knew it, the Count was gazing at me with serious eyes.

“If the investigation proves that illegal activities did occur.”

A grave question fell.

“What will you do?”

Huh, why are you asking that?

Of course.

“We should punish them according to proper legal procedures.”

At the same time, a strange light flickered in his gray eyes.

“What do you mean by proper legal procedures?”

“Like reporting to the Security Bureau, something like that?”

I had been answering without much thought, but then I narrowed my eyes.

“But why are you asking about that?”

Don’t tell me he thinks I’m going to extort those people or something?

At my pointed question, Count Disraeli smiled and took a step back.

“It’s nothing. Then I’ll accept that request and investigate it.”

“Please take care of it.”

As long as he handles the request properly, that’s fine by me.

I relaxed my eyes and nodded.

At the same time, the Count asked me a question.

“Come to think of it, what should we do about the reporter’s name for the Security Bureau? If you’d like, I can put it under the Princess’s name.”

After thinking for a moment, I shook my head.

“That’s fine.”

Hadn’t I already looked suspicious to the Crown Prince regarding the scurvy incident?

It would be problematic if my presence became more apparent here.

Actually, this time there was a process that led me to suspect the poorhouse.

‘But it’s too bothersome to explain.’

And it would be troublesome if my name somehow appeared in the media.

I was already busy preparing for the dress shop opening, so I didn’t want unnecessary attention.

“Please make it an anonymous report.”

At those words, the Count looked at me with a strange expression.

However, it wasn’t an unpleasant look.

Rather, it seemed somewhat gentle…

“Understood.”

Well, now all the business was finished.

All that remained was to part ways naturally.

I glanced around and quietly stepped back.

“Then, I’ll be going now.”

At those words, the Count suddenly stopped me.

“Ah, could you wait just a moment?”

“Yes?”

Why?

I want to go to the Duke’s Residence now.

I need to heal by looking at my favorite person’s face!

Regardless, the Count was already talking to a shop clerk about something.

The clerk nodded and hurried away.

A moment later.

“Your ordered bouquet is ready.”

A bouquet was suddenly held out in front of me.

It was a bouquet of yellow freesias that gave off a spring feeling.

“Please take it.”

…Why this?

I looked at the Count with a face full of questions.

The Count lightly shrugged his shoulders.

“Since you came all the way to a flower shop, shouldn’t you take home at least one bouquet?”

Well, I had been wandering around outside all day.

I could probably hide my destination by saying I stopped by a flower shop.

“Thank you.”

I obediently accepted the bouquet.

Come to think of it, today was the first day the Count and I met without wearing masks.

The Count didn’t come out unless it was an absolutely necessary social event.

I opened my mouth without much thought.

“It’s nice meeting without masks.”

“……”

For a moment, the Count looked taken aback.

Huh, why that expression?

I tilted my head inwardly and gave him a bright smile.

“I hope we can meet like this again next time too.”

“There will probably be occasions to meet in the future.”

Well, that’s true.

Since we have an information broker and client relationship.

I said goodbye with a smiling face.

“Then I’ll really be going now.”

“Please get home safely.”

The Count also politely returned the greeting.

We parted ways like that.

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