I’m The Brave Puppy That Will Save The Villainess - Chapter 49

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Episode 49

 

He tightened his grip on the hands holding Coco and spoke.

 

“I’ll adopt her again.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“What do you mean by that….”

 

“I’ll register her under my name and my Former Wife’s.”

 

His words caused a violent uproar.

 

“Your Grace!”

 

“What’s wrong, Duchess?”

 

When Duke Ardos responded nonchalantly, Duchess Lucretia bit the inside of her mouth.

 

She had nothing to say.

 

If he did that, Lucretia’s opposition would lose all power.

 

Because she wouldn’t be her child, but the Former Wife’s child.

 

Moreover, even the Council of Elders couldn’t interfere.

 

Acknowledging her purely as a member of Duke Ardos’s family.

 

This wasn’t adopting her as a ‘Blessed Child’, was it?

 

It was a perfect justification with no way to oppose it.

 

Lucretia clenched her hand gripping the fan tightly.

 

And what was even more infuriating was….

 

‘If this happens, I won’t be able to interfere with that child’s fate anymore.’

 

She had been completely blindsided.

 

Lucretia, who had barely regained her composure, narrowed her eyes and asked one last time.

 

“…Have you checked the Family Law? Having too many adopted children in the family is quite troublesome….”

 

“I am the Family Head of this house.”

 

“….”

 

“There is absolutely no issue with the Family Law.”

 

Everyone had predicted Coco’s disinheritance.

 

But the Child was registered into the family as if even fate was on her side.

 

And in the most dramatic way possible!

 

‘Does God truly protect that Child?’

 

But that couldn’t be right.

 

She was just a half-breed with only an Incomplete Mark, wasn’t she?

 

Lucretia bit her lips.

 

* * *

 

“Honestly, this clever little thing!”

 

“…Muuuung. Euf-eu. (It hurts.)”

 

After my adoption was decided in the Grand Conference Hall, Duke Ardos became strange.

 

Duke Ardos stretched my cheek and said.

 

“Hehehe, giving hints like that. Huh? This little one is as smart as Chloe was in her childhood.”

 

Uncle Berlan opened his mouth.

 

“So, according to what you’re saying. There was no breakthrough in a situation where the Council of Elders opposed it, and even the Duchess opposed it, right?”

 

“Right.”

 

“But that baby said ‘I don’t have to be Duchess Lucretia’s daughter.'”

 

“Right, when I heard those words, I realized it immediately. Ah, there’s no need to adopt her specifically as Lucretia’s daughter!”

 

Berlan frowned as if he was jealous.

 

“Huh, really. How did you get such a cute, smart, and reliable daughter.”

 

“Duke Berlan, you wouldn’t know this joy.”

 

“What?”

 

“Ahem. You who only have three sons and no grandchildren could never enjoy this pleasure.”

 

“Hey! Yeah, you must be so happy to have a daughter, you bastard.”

 

“Right. I’m happy to have a youngest daughter.”

 

“Hup.”

 

The moment I heard those words, I faced an enormous problem.

 

…Come to think of it, I was so caught up in thinking about sisters that I couldn’t think of anything else.

 

‘Do I have to call Duke Ardos Father now?’

 

I’m originally a stray dog with no father or mother.

 

My only family was Sister Chloe.

 

‘I don’t think I can say it!’

 

While I was thinking deeply like that, Duke Ardos glanced at me.

 

Did he notice my troubled expression?

 

Duke Ardos cleared his throat and said.

 

“You don’t have to call me Duke.”

 

“Yes?”

 

“Ahem, just call me something comfortable like fa… something like that.”

 

“Fa-what?”

 

“Fa…ther, something like that.”

 

“Hup…”

 

Did he see that my expression hardened awkwardly?

 

“…Well, if it’s awkward. You don’t have to call me Fa, ther right away. Ahem. When you want to call me…”

 

“Yes! Since it’s awkward, I won’t call you that!”

 

I went “Phew, thank goodness” and brushed my chest with my hand.

 

“…”

 

“Keu, keuhup, keuhheup! Ah, my stomach is splitting. You’ve got quite an interesting opponent in your old age, haven’t you?”

 

Duke Berlan rolled on the floor holding his stomach.

 

‘Why is he laughing?’

 

Duke Ardos gritted his teeth and said to Berlan.

 

“You get out.”

 

“I don’t want to.”

 

“Get out. I need to talk with my youngest… Ahem, my daughter. Didn’t you say last time that you wanted to make sweet potato cake with me?”

 

“Yes! That’s right!”

 

“Then let’s go make that.”

 

“…Sigh, how can a father without a daughter bear to live like this.”

 

“Grandpa! You still have to live!”

 

At my spirited response, both their faces contorted as if bursting into laughter.

 

Regardless of that, I became completely fixated on the words “sweet potato cake.”

 

Sister had said before.

 

“Our baby can’t eat sweet potato cake, right? This tastes better than just sweet potatoes though.”

 

So I’d been curious about it all this time!

 

Duke Ardos said he would make sweet potato cake together with me to commemorate my adoption.

 

So I quickly said.

 

“I want to make sweet potato cake with Sister too!”

 

“…Together with Chloe?”

 

“Yes!”

 

Actually, I had a very, very dark ulterior motive.

 

‘That way Sister and Ruth and Duke Ardos will all become friends!’

 

Right now everyone only likes me too much.

 

I know they like me because I’m an amazing puppy who’s really good at being charming.

 

But they can’t only like me.

 

My goal is to make my sister happy.

 

I quickly ran toward Sister.

 

* * *

 

In front of my grave.

 

A few days later, I was loitering around the annex to meet Sister.

 

I waved my hands vigorously toward Sister’s bedroom window with the curtains drawn.

 

“Over here! It’s me! Please look at me!”

 

When I did a butt dance as if wagging my tail, Sister pretended not to notice and came outside.

 

“What is it, you.”

 

She didn’t seem to notice that the shawl hastily wrapped around her neck was dragging on the floor.

 

“It’s cold, why are you standing outside.”

 

“Um, I came to see Sister!”

 

“…Sister?”

 

I chattered away while following behind Sister.

 

“Yes! You promised! You said you’d let me call you Sister!”

 

…Did she forget? That can’t happen.

 

I was getting a little anxious and scrunching my nose when Sister muttered half a beat late.

 

“I didn’t forget. So, you….”

 

“That’s right! I’m really Sister’s little sister now!”

 

At that moment, a subtle joy appeared on Sister’s face.

 

“…Yeah, well, whatever.”

 

“Hehe! I can call you Sister every single day now and you won’t say anything!”

 

“…Yeah, I won’t say anything.”

 

“Sister, Sister, Sisterrr.”

 

“Why are you calling me.”

 

“Sisterrr.”

 

“You’ve said Sister a hundred times, and I’ve asked why a hundred times.”

 

She said it curtly, but I couldn’t help but laugh with a hehe.

 

‘I’m sooo truly happy!’

 

I clung tightly to Sister’s arm.

 

Then I rubbed my face against it and laughed with a hehe.

 

“Why are you this happy over just a way of addressing someone.”

 

“Just because, I’m sooo sooo sooo happy!”

 

Because it feels like I’ve been acknowledged as Sister’s real little sister.

 

Because it feels like I’ll be able to tell Sister that I’m Coco, I’m super happy!

 

I couldn’t say that out loud, but I still grinned widely.

 

“So, why did you call me.”

 

“Me, me! I want to make Sweet Potato Cake with Sister!”

 

Sister stared at my belly and made a comment.

 

“It looks like you already ate a lot of cake.”

 

“Huh.”

 

“…It’s bulging.”

 

I looked down at my belly.

 

Just as Sister said, my belly was bulging out….

 

‘Hmm, I guess I ate too much.’

 

I flexed my round, protruding belly.

 

“Now it’s not bulging at all!”

 

But Sister used to like touching my belly fat.

 

Honestly, I didn’t feel great about it back then, but I endured it because Sister was happy.

 

‘My belly fat that Sister likes!’

 

…After thinking that far, I suddenly had this thought.

 

Now that I’m not a dog anymore, Sister might not like my belly fat…!

 

I inhaled and squeezed my belly tight, then exhaled and made my belly go poof and bulge out again.

 

That’s when I heard Sister’s voice by my ear.

 

“You said let’s go make cake. Aren’t we going?”

 

…Huh, Sister had already gone that far away.

 

I chattered quietly as I followed close to Sister.

 

“I kept slowing down because I was wondering whether to match my pace to the chubby belly or the skinny belly…”

 

“Anyway, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

 

Sister laughed softly and firmly grabbed my hand to pull me along.

 

Is it because she often holds a sword?

 

Sister’s rough hand gripped me tightly.

 

“I get it, so hurry up.”

 

“Yes, Sister!”

 

Holding Sister’s hand tightly like that, I entered the kitchen.

 

Inside, Duke Ardos, Ruth, the Head Chef, and servants were already gathered densely.

 

“Really, Father. Isn’t this too many people coming in just to make one cake?”

 

“Of course we don’t know how to make cake, so we need to learn.”

 

“Oh, you’re already making cake!”

 

I looked at Duke Ardos, who was enthusiastically squeezing whipped cream with overflowing motivation.

 

Then Ruth lifted me up with a bewildered expression.

 

“It’s really like magic. How on earth did you make even our Father like that.”

 

I ate the soft sweet potato pudding with a chomp and smiled brightly.

 

“Delicious!”

 

Duke Ardos smiled with satisfaction and handed me various things.

 

“Since you said you like sweet things, they specially prepared dessert topped with fruit too. Try it.”

 

Dessert topped with fruit?

 

I tilted my head and looked at the tart topped with lots of grapes.

 

“Hey, you know what? Dogs die if they eat grapes.”

 

“Huh, really? You’re lying.”

 

“It’s true, want to experiment together? There happens to be a puppy over there. Hey, try eating some grapes.”

 

…What is this voice?

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