It’s Trouble Because Unrequited Love Is So Fun - Chapter 53

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Baron Porfena shook his head inwardly, then gathered everyone and spoke lightly.

 

“Don’t worry about useless things. Check the surroundings and wrap up.”

 

“Ah, yes!”

 

This is no fun.

 

All of these series of events.

 

He lit a cigar and muttered lowly.

 

“Well, let’s wrap this up now. Do it moderately, moderately. Ordinarily.”

 

***

 

At the same time, inside the military barracks’ cafeteria.

 

The demon war was over, but the knights’ faces were still haggard.

 

They were overworked with duties like serving in the northern territories or patrolling the estate.

 

In short, they were on the verge of death from overwork.

 

So the atmosphere in the temporarily installed barracks cafeteria wasn’t exactly bright…

 

“What part of the barracks is uncomfortable for you?”

 

It was because of me, Serenthia.

 

I had changed from my dress into comfortable clothes and was sitting among the soldiers in the middle of the barracks with sparkling eyes.

 

“Well, probably the bathroom… no, wait. Hmm?”

 

“Aha, the bathroom!”

 

I set down my food tray and smiled brightly at the knights.

 

On the tray was a bowl full of my favorite carrot soup.

 

‘Good. Let’s work hard!’

 

I mustn’t die, so courageously!

 

Somehow I felt pitying gazes from around me, but more important than that was blending in with them.

 

“I see.”

 

So bathroom, dining hall, and bathroom again.

 

After hours of listening to the knights’ complaints and taking notes, finally…!

 

‘I caught it, the big fish.’

 

At last I was able to sit right next to the knight commander, Bonide Declei!

 

But the thing is…

 

“Hello, Bonide Declei. I’m Serenthia Kairozen, who recently became the Grand Princess. I’d like to conduct a brief interview to commission the design of the barracks, would that be alright?”

 

“Yes. Nice to meet you, Lady Serenthia.”

 

“Um, yes… If we were to rebuild the barracks, what kind of building would you want as commander?”

 

“Ah, Your Highness the Grand Princess. You’ve just hit the core. That’s an extremely precise question. I can feel that you’re viewing the barracks not as a simple structure but from the perspective of organizational flow and psychological structure. In fact, that perspective is the most important element on today’s battlefields. That’s why our knight order also…”

 

…Blah blah blah, with his long and verbose speech, my eyes became as dead as Baron Porfena’s.

 

‘What is this?’

 

I wanted to try talking more, but Bonide just kept repeating praise like a parrot.

 

Then while I was confused, he quickly finished his meal and left.

 

‘What did I just listen to?’

 

I spooned the cold carrot soup from my tray and fell into serious thought.

 

“Sigh… This is troubling, but the carrot soup is still delicious.”

 

The knights nearby made worried expressions, then carefully opened their mouths.

 

“Have you perhaps lost your sense of taste from the shock?”

 

“No. It’s perfectly normal.”

 

Why is everyone looking at me like I’m pitiful?

 

“Your, Your, Your Highness works so hard that your taste seems paralyzed, so we’re telling you. Even if you work hard on this design competition… it probably won’t work out.”

 

“Hmm. Why?”

 

“Do you know what Baron Porfena’s surname is?”

 

“I don’t know. I thought Porfena was his surname…”

 

“It’s Porfena Declei.”

 

“Oh.”

 

“Our commander is Baron Porfena’s adorable youngest son.”

 

Oh, among school ties, regional ties, and blood ties, they’re connected by ‘blood ties’?

 

“Among those who will handle the barracks construction, there are quite a few acquaintances from the same region as Baron Porfena.”

 

Regional ties too?

 

“Even among the people in our knight order, there are those who graduated from the academy run by House of Baron Porfena.”

 

Good, even school ties.

 

‘I am a Grand Princess, but my connections are definitely lacking.’

 

In the case of Grand Duke Raphael Kairozen, who is tied to me as my husband.

 

“Since it won’t work out anyway, I understand.”

 

…His expectations of me are already rock bottom, so yeah.

 

They mumbled as if there was something more, then opened their mouths.

 

“Moreover, um, the eldest son of the Declei family was also a knight of House Kairozen. But about five years ago, he passed away fighting against demons. Entrusting this barracks construction to 【Porfena Architectural Office】 has the meaning of… commemorating him.”

 

“…Ah, meaning. I see. I understand, fully.”

 

Then, one soldier opened his mouth with a sharp expression.

 

“Will you really continue? You don’t seem to understand.”

 

“Hey, Jon! Watch your words to Her Highness the Grand Princess!”

 

“Hmph. You’re no different from a dog, James.”

 

The soldier named Jon left without even finishing his meal.

 

Only then did I look around and realize.

 

‘Everyone has tremendous complaints about me?’

 

When I was conducting interviews, there were only friendly soldiers around me.

 

But the other soldiers, excluding those around me, were different.

 

Their expressions hadn’t moved an inch from ‘those southerners are annoying.’

 

‘Even before my regression, I received looks of ridicule for being a southern young lady. What memories.’

 

Compared to then, now I had the status of Grand Princess solidly backing me up.

 

‘And even then, it was rather enjoyable because they seemed to treat me like a human being…’

 

The Rosemary family despised me while using me, but these people only despised me!

 

‘Good. Very refreshing. It reminds me of the old days.’

 

Suddenly feeling nostalgic, I hugged the sketchbook in my arms tightly.

 

Then I recalled Bonide Declei’s face.

 

‘A powerless architect father, and a youngest son who’s a war hero…’

 

And I stared at them intently.

 

Because something had just occurred to me.

 

“Let me ask one thing. What… what was the name of the son who passed away?”

 

After hearing that name, I was struck with shock as if I’d been hit on the head.

 

‘I’m certain. There’s something to change!’

 

…For that, I would have to pull an all-nighter tonight.

 

‘Ugh, how sad.’

 

But…

 

[Death awaits if you don’t kiss.

 

D-4]

 

…Right, I have to do it!

 

“Honey, wait for me.”

 

With my life and all my ambitions at stake, I quickly began modifying my sketches with rapid scratching sounds.

 

It was truly sad, but my plan of ‘being lovey-dovey alone together in a dark and damp design room’ was nonexistent.

 

‘Raphael doesn’t come to the design studio!’

 

There was only my own dark and gloomy life…

 

“Ah, I’m sleepy.”

 

Did I push myself too hard?

 

I began nodding off while holding my pen.

 

Ah….

 

I need to design….

 

***

 

“No, Your Grace the Grand Duke! You’re a newlywed, so what are you doing at the research institute right now?”

 

“What does me being a newlywed have to do with being at the research institute?”

 

As soon as evening came, the people at Kairozen Research Institute jumped up in frustration.

 

“You’re on your honeymoon, so of course you should be resting!”

 

“What’s all this commotion? There’s so much work to do.”

 

“Go home. At this rate, you’ll get divorced!”

 

“I’m still getting nagged for what I did wrong during my honeymoon.”

 

It wasn’t that he was afraid of getting divorced.

 

It wasn’t that he was worried about that woman being alone either.

 

It’s just that when he thought about Serenthia Rosemary waiting in the bedroom, his watch kept acting up.

 

He was just worried that woman, being alone, might look at some strange architecture and be impressed again.

 

Of course, he had no idea why that bothered him, but anyway, it didn’t matter.

 

‘Right, up to the first week of honeymoon, it really can’t be helped.’

 

Ignoring the intermittently weak trembling of his wristwatch hand, Raphael opened the bedroom door.

 

However, Serenthia wasn’t there.

 

When he asked the servants, they said she was drawing blueprints in the dark and damp design room.

 

Raphael unconsciously went down to the design studio.

 

Why is this woman working so hard? Why does she like what she does?

 

Everything was incomprehensible and completely chaotic.

 

He made noise in front of the door, but there was no answer.

 

When he opened the door and went in, he saw a woman who had fallen asleep face-down on the desk.

 

“Ah, Lord Raphael. You’re a newlywed! Hurry and go home. At this rate, you’ll get divorced!”

 

Looking at her deeply sleeping figure, Raphael thought.

 

No, that’s not right.

 

The divorce….

 

It seems like he’s the one getting it?

 

“I’m still getting nagged for what I did wrong during my honeymoon.”

 

Nagging?

 

Right now, who should be doing the nagging?

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