My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 190

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Misha’s voice trembled greatly. Even though she had no particular connection to me except for the history of tailoring my dress and her contact with her younger brother Michel, Misha seemed to have worried about me tremendously.

“Now that you know I’m safe, you can be at ease.”

“Yes. Though it would have been better if you had come to visit earlier, my lady.”

“Indeed. You certainly look busy now.”

“It’s all because of the upcoming sacrifice ceremony. The date was set so urgently that there were so many people asking to have clothes tailored for extra money.”

Misha grumbled happily while smiling with tears welling up in her eyes.

As she said, not only Misha but all the employees in the atelier seemed frantically busy creating dresses for the sacrifice ceremony.

Even in the midst of such busyness, they seemed concerned about me as they kept glancing this way noticeably. When our eyes met, they would startle and fix their gaze back on the dresses. What am I, some Medusa who turns people to stone when they make eye contact?

Misha guided me inside, saying she was concerned about the employees and couldn’t keep me standing. I had thought fabrics and designs were scattered about from the lobby, but the inner workshop was even more chaotic.

A nearly completed dress stood there, as if she had been altering it just moments before. With all the basting stitches, it looked exactly like a hedgehog. Misha roughly threw fabrics aside to make a place for me to sit.

“It’s quite messy. I’m sorry. Ah! I have a guest here but haven’t offered proper hospitality. I’ll bring tea right away!”

“No, it’s fine.”

I caught Misha as she was about to rush out. I had already filled my stomach with water from drinking several cups of tea while waiting for the dawdling Viscount at Viscount Hükel’s estate. Though disappointed, Misha plopped down beside me.

“Misha, are you also attending the sacrifice ceremony?”

“No. I didn’t even receive an invitation. Besides, Michel absolutely told me not to go.”

Misha shook her head at my question. I felt somewhat relieved. Since the sacrifice ceremony didn’t seem like it would be peaceful at all, it was good that Misha wouldn’t be attending.

Speaking of which, she mentioned Michel? Isn’t Michel currently at the Toten Viscount’s Mansion with the Plauros Knights? I asked with curiosity.

“You met Sir Michel?”

“Ah, yes! Baroness Toten arranged it for us. Toten Madam ordered a dress from me, so using that as an excuse, I’ve been going in and out of the Viscount’s mansion to meet Michel.”

“Toten Madam…”

Somehow my heart felt warm. The sharp atmosphere caused by Viscount Rohanson and Bishop Marik seemed to soften. Misha proudly puffed out her chest, saying the outfit she was currently working on was Toten Madam’s dress.

“When I finish the dress and visit the Viscount’s mansion, Michel will be incredibly envious when I tell him I met you, my lady, won’t he?”

Misha was delighted to have something to tease Michel about when she would meet him again after completing the dress and visiting the Viscount’s mansion. Ah, if Misha was going to the Viscount’s mansion, I had something to ask of her too.

“Misha. When you go to the Toten Viscount’s Mansion, would you deliver a message for me?”

“Yes, of course. Please tell me anything!”

Misha leaned in as if ready to listen intently to my words. I asked her to convey that I would evacuate the Plauros Knights along with the people from Rohanson Estate, and even handed Misha the map the Duke had drawn.

Misha promised with a serious expression that she would definitely deliver the message. She seemed to have become cautious since Michel’s safety was also at stake.

“And please tell Toten Madam that I’m already grateful enough, so she should definitely prioritize her own safety.”

Toten Madam had already done enough by protecting the Plauros Knights. Previously, she had also followed Gabriel’s words and acted as a spy while moving through social circles.

If she got involved with me unnecessarily and Rider’s identity as Melek was revealed, it would be terrible. The innocent Toten Madam would end up being accused of giving birth to a demon.

Upon hearing my words, Misha laughed in a sickly sweet manner, going “Hoho.”

“You are truly kind, my lady.”

There probably aren’t many people in the world who would say such a thing. Only someone like Misha, who was accustomed to dealing with nobles and devoted to service spirit, would spout such flattery. Ah, Michel’s employees were also good at saying the right things.

“Don’t worry. I’ll deliver it well. Ah! Speaking of which, did you come to have a dress fitted for the sacrifice ceremony, my lady?”

I had been thinking of asking Misha, but she looked so busy that I hesitated whether I should burden her with more work. If she’s this busy whenever there’s an event, I don’t know how she was tied up exclusively for me during the last birthday celebration.

Ah, right. Last time, Gabriel paid a fortune to keep Misha confined at the Viscount’s estate. It’s not new, but Gabriel does have quite a forceful side.

“I can’t add more work when you’re busy.”

“No, I can do it!”

I declined out of consideration, but Misha was shocked and grabbed me with trembling hands. It seemed like she thought I would immediately leave her atelier and visit another shop.

Wouldn’t she be tired though? When I looked at her with concern, Misha declared as if making a firm resolution.

“How could I entrust your clothes to someone else’s hands, my lady.”

Misha clenched her fist tightly. She wasn’t planning to punch the “someone else” I was going to entrust my clothes to with that fist, was she? Though Misha wouldn’t do such a thing, I briefly had that thought.

Should I really entrust it to Misha? As I was contemplating, Misha carefully delivered a cheesy line.

“This Misha cannot accompany you to the sacrifice ceremony, but if you wear clothes I made, I’ll feel like I’m there with you, my lady.”

It was embarrassing, but it wasn’t her usual coquetry—it was words that purely contained only Misha’s true feelings. Perhaps that’s why, despite making me cringe, it struck my heart more than any other words.

“Then I’ll ask you to do it.”

In the end, I was the one who raised my hand. When I said I would entrust the dress to her, Misha cheered and rejoiced. Even though Misha was the one who would have to work harder by taking extra time to make my dress.

“Now, I’ll take your measurements, so could the gentleman please wait outside for a moment!”

Misha firmly pushed Pudding away from me. Come to think of it, it was strange that she hadn’t said anything all this time despite seeing Pudding clinging closely to me.

Misha wouldn’t even know Pudding’s human form, so why didn’t she even ask who he was? Perhaps it was Misha’s own way of being considerate.

Pudding, who seemed to have no intention of leaving my side, was obediently pushed out even by Misha’s weak force. I glanced and saw that Pudding looked sulky. Well, it was already the second time he was being kicked out.

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“I’ll send the completed dress to Hosaquin Duke’s estate.”

“Thank you, Misha.”

“What for. Your dresses are always worth doing for cheap, no, even without payment! So what’s difficult about receiving a fortune on top of that!”

Though she spoke as if money was important, I knew well that Misha was a designer who wouldn’t budge even when offered a fortune.

Misha taking on my dress was entirely due to our previous connection and contacts like Michel or Gabriel. This is what you call using personal connections.

Ah, come to think of it, there was one more thing I wanted to ask Misha. Though I wondered if I was asking too much of a busy person, I decided to just make good use of the opportunity.

“Misha. Do you happen to know a skilled craftsman?”

“A craftsman?”

“Yes. I liked the flower you gave me as a gift before.”

The flower Misha gave as a gift had been a great help in comforting Toten Madam. Whether it was beautified by nostalgic feelings or not, I remember the skill in carving the flower was quite good. When I mentioned looking for a craftsman, Misha pondered and then clapped her hands.

“Ah, that flower? An employee working at our atelier is good with their hands. It wasn’t made by a craftsman but by my employee.”

I thought it was specially ordered, but it seems it was a flower crafted by Misha’s employee. Come to think of it, there were jewels displayed in Misha’s atelier too.

Buried among fabrics, cloth pieces, and decorations, I hadn’t noticed that fact. I was wondering if I should visit a craftsman, but it worked out well that it was Misha’s employee.

“Really? Then would it be okay to entrust a jewel while ordering the dress?”

I thought the time might be too tight for this too, but Misha readily nodded.

“Do you have a design in mind?”

“It’s already a famous design.”

“Famous? Ah! Are you perhaps talking about the cameo that’s popular these days? Then I’ll need to find a sculptor.”

“No. Could you make a necklace using emeralds, exactly like Princess Jeremias’s?”

“…Pardon?”

Misha tapped her ears as if she had heard nonsense. But that didn’t change what I had said.

The reason I asked for a necklace using emeralds was obvious. It was to give as a gift to Jeremiah, who had her name and necklace stolen by Tenebray. Just as Toten Madam found comfort from receiving the jeweled flower, I hoped Jeremiah would also find solace.

Misha, who had been groaning again with deep concern over the sudden request to make a necklace similar to Princess Jeremias’s, nodded her head.

“You wouldn’t have asked for no reason, my lady. I’ll do my best to rush it and send it on time.”

Misha declared while thumping her chest. Let’s have a moment of silence for Misha’s employees who will be ground down until the sacrifice ceremony. I pushed aside the fact that I had greatly contributed to this.

Having finished my business, I left the atelier with Misha’s farewell. Misha grabbed my hem and carefully spoke up.

“Then please. Be careful, my lady.”

“You don’t overwork yourself either, Misha.”

“Overwork? Making your dress isn’t difficult at all, my lady! So you must entrust your next dress to me too. Understood?”

“I’ll do that.”

Misha managed to get a promise by hooking fingers with me. The coachman watching my farewell with Misha was doing his utmost to look away from me. Come to think of it, he must have thought we were filming quite a comedy—hugging Pudding in front of him and having a tearful farewell with Misha.

“Now I should return.”

As soon as I got in the carriage, Pudding, who had been left out the entire time while measurements were taken and designs were viewed, reclaimed the seat next to me.

I leaned back against the backrest. My body felt heavy. Perhaps because my opponent was Bishop Marik, I was considerably fatigued despite just having a conversation.

The wheels began to roll. I closed my eyes listening to the rattling sound. Pudding also held his breath accordingly.

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“Lady Evangeline.”

I opened my eyes with a start at the sound of Pudding calling me. I must have fallen asleep at some point. I had been leaning on Pudding’s shoulder.

Whatever dream I had in the meantime, my head was throbbing terribly. I couldn’t remember the dream’s content, but since I had met the nightmare-like Bishop Marik before sleeping and my sleeping place was also uncomfortable, I must have certainly had a nightmare.

Come to think of it, when I first entered Evangeline’s body, I used to have nightmares frequently.

Because Mother kept appearing in my dreams day and night, I wanted to return home and missed Mother so much that I cried my heart out.

But how strange. Now when I recalled the dreams, only white, wavy hair came to mind. Even the gentle voice calling “Evangeline” sounded like an auditory hallucination. The gentle voice still seemed to echo in my ears. I shook my head to clear my thoughts and spoke.

“Have we arrived?”

“Yes. It’s already night.”

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