My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 17

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Indeed, as he said, the Grand Temple was extremely magnificent. It would probably rival the imperial palace. Even Hena let out a small gasp of admiration, but Kanna’s words were dry and indifferent. Any child her age would naturally express wonder at seeing something beautiful, yet she even seemed to harbor faint hostility.

Hena thought this was because the young lady disliked the temple, and that influence had extended to her younger sister. If not for that, what reason would her sister have to be hostile toward the temple?

Whether it was due to the coachman’s respectful greeting or because they had alighted from the lavishly decorated viscount’s carriage, people’s gazes were drawn to them. Since the Grand Temple’s main clientele were nobles, the exterior landscaping was also well-maintained, and many people enjoyed the outdoor scenery.

“That carriage’s emblem. Which family crest is that?”

“What crest? That crow?”

“No. It’s a phoenix. That’s the Rohanson Viscount’s family.”

“Does the Rohanson Viscount have children? I’ve never seen them before.”

“There’s that sickly daughter of theirs.”

“Ah. Right. So which of the two is that daughter?”

“Well. Probably the one who looks more sickly?”

“Oh my. I heard rumors she had died, but I guess it was all false gossip.”

“Or maybe she resurrected like her family crest.”

“What a joke. Haha.”

Their mockery was accompanied by ridicule. Is this why the young lady was reluctant to come? Even though Hena knew the real reason was different, she momentarily felt that way.

Did those fools have any idea that their joke, made to mock the viscount’s family, was close to the truth?

Surely if the young lady had come, they wouldn’t have dared open their mouths. Transcending social status, Evangeline Rohanson possessed overwhelming authority. Standing before the young lady, anyone would be reduced to a mere human.

“Excuse me. Young lady. Are you the Rohanson young lady?”

And from the group that had been appraising them like merchandise, one particularly bold man approached. His gaze was directed at Kanna. With Hena’s tanned face and rough hands beside her, he seemed to have mistaken Kanna for the young lady.

“You must be mistaken because we came by carriage. I’m the young lady’s maid.”

“Ah, is that so?”

As soon as the man learned that Kanna wasn’t the young lady, he immediately changed his attitude. His gentlemanly demeanor from moments before vanished instantly, revealing his arrogant and condescending true nature.

Wasn’t Kanna hurt by his sudden change? Hena discreetly checked on her sister’s condition. Fortunately, Kanna seemed unbothered and was still smiling.

“Well, her clothes are too shabby to be the Rohanson young lady.”

Hena flinched. If she had known this would happen, she should have stopped by the dressing room before coming, as Kanna had suggested. Even if it didn’t matter for herself since she was a maid, she felt bad that Kanna had to hear such words.

Moreover, it was tarnishing the young lady’s reputation. Since the young lady had no interest in such things, Hena should have been more careful.

“Your young lady is too much.”

“My young lady is too much?”

“If she’s sending you to the temple, she should at least lend you some proper clothes. Don’t you think? The Rohanson Viscount’s family has so much money. Oh, maybe you don’t know?”

“What don’t I know?”

When Kanna asked, the man covered his mouth with both hands as if sharing some great secret. But since his voice didn’t lower at all, it was clearly just for show.

“That young lady’s maternal family is the Hosaqueen Ducal House. But it seems the ducal house doesn’t particularly support her? Judging by how there’s no money even to buy clothes for the maids.”

The man laughed as if he had made the joke of the century. Since his voice remained loud, even the people who had been pretending not to listen while glancing over covered their mouths with fans.

The only person who couldn’t laugh there was Hena alone. No, there were two.

Hena couldn’t bring herself to laugh because she was more frightened by her sister’s face standing beside her than by the man’s or the nobles’ sarcasm.

Kanna, whose smile had stiffened when the young lady’s story came up, now had a completely expressionless face. Even Hena, who had cared for Kanna for so long, didn’t recognize that expression. No, had she seen it once before? When was it? Was it when she looked down at Donau’s corpse after he had committed suicide by piercing his own throat?

Hena suddenly felt afraid. Her sister wouldn’t kill that man, would she? It was absurd, but Hena genuinely worried about that.

Fortunately, the laughter from the man and people quickly died down.

“…Young lady.”

Because no one could laugh frivolously in front of Evangeline Rohanson.

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When will Hena and Kanna return… It’s been a while since they left, but there’s no word from the kids. My parents must have waited for me with this same feeling when I was late. I suddenly miss them so much I might tear up.

Are they living well? Mom. Your daughter became a villainess in a romance fantasy…

“When will they return?”

“They probably haven’t even reached the Grand Temple yet.”

Looking at the clock, really not much time had passed. So many eventful things happened in between that I thought at least five hours had gone by.

Today, without Hena and Kanna, I went down to the dining room to get lunch. When I went there after a long time, everyone was in complete panic. The cook was so nervous about me being in the dining room that he cut himself while chopping, and the maids serving trembled as they carried food and even broke plates.

Then they apologized while bowing on the broken glass, saying they were sorry, but even with glass embedded in their hands and legs, bleeding, they only watched my reaction. What kind of bloodthirsty villainess am I? I told them it was fine and sent them away, instructing the butler to treat them with holy water.

Since the viscount didn’t eat with me either, I ate alone while everyone held their breath. In that huge dining room, only the sounds of my utensils clinking and chewing could be heard, making me embarrassed to death.

I miss Kanna and Hena…

It seems getting along well with those two isn’t enough to dispel Evangeline’s infamy. Well, just because the contents changed doesn’t mean all the evil deeds accumulated so far disappear. They probably just think Evangeline has amnesia.

I didn’t realize how empty I’d feel without Kanna, who treats me comfortably. I’m worried too. Should I have just gone with them? I didn’t go because I didn’t have the courage to see that corpse painting, but I should have said I’d wait outside.

This won’t do.

“Jelly. Let’s go see Kanna.”

I have an upgraded taxi service right beside me – an otherworld beastman sorcerer, no, mage. Please appear with a flash using teleportation.

I feel like an overprotective parent who sends their kids on errands then secretly follows to check if they’re doing well.

Before going, I should change clothes first and bring some money. For clothes, I rummaged through the dressing room and put on a modest white dress. Most of Evangeline’s original clothes are too frilly and not my style, so I don’t have many clothes to wear.

To escape being a villainess, I should wear more modest clothes, so I need to buy some in that style. Since I never had occasion to leave the house, I haven’t paid attention to this until now.

“Aren’t you being too partial to just that human?”

As I busily prepared to leave, Jelly grumbled. While saying that, he also combed my hair and suggested which parasol would suit this outfit. Jelly is a tsundere type. A stoic knight and a tsundere wolf beastman – seeing that the character types don’t overlap, I wonder if the next character to appear will be a gentle noble who smiles with crinkled eyes in any situation?

“That’s overprotection.”

No, Jelly. You don’t understand!

This is a dark romance fantasy where the female lead gets kidnapped and nearly dies from the beginning. In dark romance, the female lead gets into carriage accidents and encounters assassins just from riding in carriages!

After Kanna was kidnapped, I always kept her by my side, so I didn’t know I’d worry this much. To think I have separation anxiety…

Meanwhile, my house cat is independent. Pudding went on another walk and wasn’t visible, so I just left a note. It’s fortunate that Pudding is a beastman in this regard. But since he’s still young and can’t speak, can he read? Looking back, Jelly nodded. He can read, it seems.

“Shall we go now?”

Jelly extended his hand.

The requirement of physical contact for teleportation seemed to be universal wherever you go. When I placed my hand on his, Jelly used magic to teleport.

I blinked and when I opened my eyes, I was inside a carriage. There wasn’t even the usual dizziness. Jelly must be quite a skilled mage. Well, looking at Jelly’s appearance, he’s definitely a major character in this romance fantasy, and major characters can’t be without abilities.

“I moved you inconspicuously to the carriage. You’re satisfied, right?”

“Yes. Well done.”

The place we teleported to was the Rohanson estate’s carriage. The kids had already gotten out and weren’t visible. Looking out the carriage window, I could see the Grand Temple.

I wondered if they had gone inside, but I spotted familiar silhouettes standing in the garden. The people around were glancing and whispering, and a man was talking to the two. It looked like they had been stopped while trying to enter the temple.

From his well-dressed appearance, he seemed to be a noble. Could that be the gentle noble character I just mentioned? After pondering a bit, I was relieved seeing his appearance. He looked sleazy and arrogant, and judging by his features, he wasn’t a main character. So he must be like a playboy who hits on the female lead.

I was about to go stop him immediately but hesitated. Isn’t it usually a cliché for the male lead to save the female lead when some strange guy comes and bothers her? I had a precedent of stealing Gabriel’s entrance scene this way before, so I was conflicted.

Right. Let me wait a little. Since this is the Grand Temple, there should be a Gabriel power-up event.

While waiting, I listened carefully with the intention of hearing what that bastard was babbling about.

“…clothes are too shabby.”

What did that bastard just say?

Right now, Kanna and Hena weren’t wearing the Rohanson estate’s maid uniforms but regular clothes. They were neat and pretty, so what’s shabby about them? The following words were even more outrageous.

“Your young lady is too much. If she’s sending you to the temple, she should at least lend you some proper clothes for others to see, don’t you think?”

Hena had said that taking the Rohanson Viscount’s carriage would avoid trouble, but it seemed to have backfired. It seems like it drew aggro because Evangeline is a villainess.

To be honest, I felt guilty about what he just said. In my defense, I wasn’t even paying attention to my own clothes. This is honestly my fault, but having it pointed out by some kid who’s not even extra #1 but more like extra #18 makes me feel disgusted.

“That young lady’s maternal family is the Hosaqueen Ducal House. But it seems the ducal house doesn’t particularly support her? Judging by how there’s no money even to buy clothes for the maids.”

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