Instead of My Beloved Sister, I Married a Monster - Chapter 12

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Chapter 12

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“What the hell is that guy doing outside right now?”

At the voice coming from the doorway, Evnia quickly raised her head.

She could see Ram leaning against the kitchen entrance, pointing outside with an incredulous expression.

Soon realizing who he was talking about, Evnia asked as if seeking confirmation.

“Lord Giyermo?”

“Yeah.”

“He must be polishing the silverware. They’re all well-made quality pieces, but they weren’t properly maintained and were in poor condition. He didn’t seem to know the proper cleaning methods, so I taught him.”

“Silverware? That guy is polishing the armor set up in the hall right now.”

Evnia was speechless with bewilderment.

Had he already finished polishing all the silverware he’d taken and started working on other areas?

Seeing the cutlery return looking like new had gotten him quite excited, so she thought she’d discovered an unexpected hobby of his, but she never imagined he’d try to polish decorative armor too.

“Perhaps Lord Giyermo’s true calling is being a butler.”

“That guy’s not a butler. I told him to do odd jobs, and one day he suddenly decided to give himself that title on his own.”

“For a self-appointed title, he seems quite convincing at it.”

“That’s because you’ve only seen him briefly. If you knew how extensively he’s caused trouble while pretending to be human, you wouldn’t say that.”

Listening to Ram’s words, she suddenly became curious about how Giyermo came to live in this castle.

Giyermo had talked as if Ram had forcibly dragged him here despite his innocence, but as expected, the other side’s perspective seemed a bit different.

Just as Evnia was wondering if she should ask Agrham about Giyermo’s past,

Ram crossed the threshold and strode into the kitchen.

Approaching Evnia’s side, he looked around the counter cluttered with various utensils and said.

“Anyway, what are you doing here? Where did everyone else go?”

“Ah, today I’m trying to host a dinner. I’m inviting everyone who lives here.”

When Emilia comes to Litberck, Giyermo will probably try to host a welcome dinner just like he did when I arrived.

I just ate whatever he served, thinking food taste didn’t matter much in this situation, but it would be troublesome if he ruined the first meeting with Emilia the same way.

The moment Emilia gets angry asking if he’s ignoring her, Giyermo’s pardon would become distant too.

Though there was a mountain of things to teach him, Evnia decided to start by teaching Giyermo how to set the table and serve food today.

Cooking wasn’t a field where skills improved in just a day or two, and she was also getting tired of wanting to put some decent food in her mouth.

While she was at it, it didn’t seem bad to treat the people she’d be living with to a meal.

Evnia said, recalling the appearance of the housemates she’d met today.

“Count Max seems to be practically starving. His armor looked quite loose on him.”

“Count Max? Ah, that knight who appeared while I was sleeping?”

Evnia nodded at Ram’s question.

Even if she couldn’t take him away from this place, she could at least treat him to one delicious meal.

The poor meals probably contributed to his desire to escape this place, so this might comfort his heart a little.

“But why does that guy walk around wearing broken armor?”

“You’re asking me that…”

Though she trailed off with a troubled expression, it wasn’t that she couldn’t guess the circumstances.

He wouldn’t have brought armor maintenance tools when coming to steal, and even if he had such items, he couldn’t repair broken parts.

Meanwhile, since Giyermo was forcing him to play the role of a knight, he just roughly put on whatever broken equipment he could find.

‘Really, why would a young person try to steal other people’s things…’

Evnia clicked her tongue inwardly with pity. Of course, that didn’t mean she intended to cover for his crimes.

“But I heard he was caught stealing. Maybe that’s when his armor got damaged?”

“A thief is living in my castle too? My house became a complete mess while I was sleeping.”

Ram muttered incredulously and nodded at Evnia.

“You don’t need to prepare meals for guys like that, so leave them out. I was actually looking for you because I thought I should feed you something.”

“Lord Ram, you can cook too?”

“No, I was going to go out and buy something.”

“Then please have this today. It’s almost ready.”

Saying that, Evnia poured the vegetables she’d been chopping, cutting board and all, onto the oven tray.

Fortunately, the kitchen had quite a generous amount of ingredients left over from the dinner Giyermo had prepared yesterday.

The rest of the food situation was so dismal it made her wonder what they usually ate to survive…

Still, it seemed like she could somehow manage with what was available for today.

Agrham, who had been staring down at the prepared foods, then turned his head toward Evnia.

Then he repeated the exact same question she had just asked.

“You can cook too?”

“Not at a professional level.”

“The noble young ladies I know aren’t supposed to know how to prepare dinners and such. You said you didn’t get along with your parents – did you also work as a maid in that house?”

“I just did it because I liked it.”

Evnia hastily blocked Ram’s suspicious gaze and added, just in case.

“My sister also grew up receiving plenty of love.”

He seemed to easily understand why Evnia had added that comment.

Ram moved his mouth for a moment before answering.

“Thanks for telling me. But I was worried about you just now.”

Evnia knew that too. That he was such a caring person.

Instead of blurting out embarrassing praise to his face, Evnia began trimming the remaining vegetables.

Simple tasks had a surprisingly good effect on clearing her complicated mind.

Thanks to that, even though she’d started cooking to learn for others, Evnia eventually came to quite enjoy her time in the kitchen.

“I know what you’re thinking, but they weren’t such bad people. Rather, their love for their child was exceptional. After what happened to my sister… both of them stopped eating well. Wanting them to eat something, I started making various things myself, and that’s how my skills improved.”

“That’s still a bit strange.”

“What is?”

“Good parents wouldn’t have made their young child worry like that.”

The Count and Countess of Hessen were good parents. At least they were to Emilia.

The orphan they brought for their daughter probably wasn’t even considered within the category of children from the beginning, so she couldn’t disparage their love based on that.

Evnia casually changed the subject.

“I’m not a child.”

“Saying that is proof that you’re childish.”

Why does he keep harping about age when he’s the one who demanded that child as his bride?

If my sister had come here, she would have completely captivated him in a different way.

Evnia felt a bit absurd.

“You asked for my sister to be sent here as soon as she turned twenty. So Lord Ram was trying to marry a child.”

“I told you, I’m a thief. Actually, she’d need to be about sixty for our mental ages to match, but I couldn’t wait that long, so I tried to bring her as early as possible.”

Ram didn’t seem affected by Evnia’s words at all.

Well, human lifespans are at most just a few decades.

He probably wanted to somehow hold onto the time that slips away like sand in his hands.

He confessed in a candid tone.

“If I had my way, I would have wanted to bring her here from the moment I heard she was born.”

“Then why didn’t you?”

“The old man who told your family that my wife would be reincarnated warned me. He said I absolutely must not look into how she lives until she comes of age.”

Saying that, he pulled over a mixing bowl that had been set aside.

Perhaps his idle hands were bored, as he picked up a whisk and stirred randomly while speaking.

“You must never break rules like that. You’ve heard myths about falling back to the underworld just for looking back once, right? Think of it as roughly like that. Naturally, I wasn’t stupid enough to miss my chance over such a ridiculous mistake.”

So was this why this man didn’t even notice that the Count and Countess of Hessen had hidden my sister?

It had seemed a bit strange. Why was someone like him so ignorant about the Hessen family’s circumstances when he wouldn’t have avoided visiting just because of distance?

The Count and Countess of Hessen were certainly meticulous, but if Ram had been a bit more proactive, it would have been difficult to deceive him to the end.

“Just in case, after your sister was born, I didn’t even leave the house. I was afraid I might accidentally run into her due to some twist of fate. He said if I broke the promised date, I would never be able to meet my wife again.”

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