My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 51

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I’ve been trying to look kind and unpretentious by only choosing white, undecorated clothes from my wardrobe, but is it having no effect at all? Artemisia looked me over and carefully gave her assessment.

“Well… it does suit you very well, but the style is a bit outdated…”

“These are the late Countess’s clothes.”

“That feeling of not following trends is classical yet incredibly unique and wonderful!”

Right. I guess it wasn’t so bad after all.

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Rafaela sighed as she watched Artemisia earnestly selecting fabrics.

Artemisia had suddenly brought up leather, making her spine tingle with unease, and now she was stepping forward herself, smoothly rattling off designs that would suit Lady Rohanson while showering her with praise. Just like siblings should be, she’s exactly like her younger brother.

“Count Gabriel, what do you think of this fabric? Doesn’t it suit Lady Evangeline perfectly?”

But why is that girl Misha trying to create the perfect couple with the Captain when she thinks her younger brother has a one-sided crush on Lady Rohanson?

I don’t know whether to call that thorough professional dedication. Just then, a familiar face approached Rafaela.

“Sir.”

“It’s been a while, Sister.”

Daisy handed Rafaela a letter.

“Please deliver this to Count Gabriel.”

“Is it a love letter?”

At the joke that came out of habit, Daisy sent a sharp look without a trace of laughter.

“You may read it first if you’d like.”

Really, she won’t even let me joke around. Rafaela grumbled as she unfolded the letter.

‘Bishop Javanya…?’

After being puzzled by the familiar sender’s name for a moment, Rafaela cursed inwardly after reading the entire letter. Sending a spy to the Rohanson Estate? Damn old man, is it time for him to die? If he dies, we’ll naturally hold his funeral, but he’s digging his own grave.

“Is Mr. Ponor safe?”

“What do you mean by asking that? He came to teach yesterday too. Why? Don’t you believe it?”

“Because Sister has now completely become Lady Rohanson’s person.”

The nun who once reported on Evangeline Rohanson had completely converted to being Lady Rohanson’s faithful maid after the orphanage incident. The person who had been helpless and terrified could now even bare her thorns for Evangeline.

“Your Captain is also completely smitten with Lady Evangeline, so is there a law saying I can’t be the same?”

Daisy shot back sharply. She was saying that Gabriel was also clinging to Evangeline Rohanson despite somewhat guessing her true nature.

Since it was true, Rafaela couldn’t even refute it and closed her mouth.

I don’t know what the Captain is really thinking. It’s definitely not warm, soft emotions like affection.

But just thoroughly hiding things about Lady Rohanson in meetings clearly showed how much Gabriel cared about Evangeline.

What’s more ridiculous is that Rafaela had done her best to help such a Captain. Rafaela looked at Evangeline wrapped in the fabric Misha had draped on her. She looked fed up with being forcibly recruited for doll play.

Her red eyes blinked and looked at Rafaela. Just from their eyes meeting, her heart sank from the intimidating aura Evangeline gave off. Ah. This is it. Rafaela muttered without realizing it.

“That’s right… It seems we’ve already been bewitched by a demon.”

Misha, Daisy, the Captain, and even Rafaela herself.

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What are those two doing?

Daisy and Rafaela were sitting suspiciously close together. The atmosphere between them was strange… My romance novel reader’s intuition was tingling. Rafaela, don’t tell me you have feelings for Daisy?

Wasn’t Daisy supposed to be paired with Jelly as a sub-couple? After thinking about it, I wondered if Rafaela was like a forever-single romance expert who’s bad at her own love life but only succeeds at her superior’s romance. Yeah, sometimes you see characters like that in novels.

As I was watching suspiciously, Daisy handed Rafaela a letter. What, what is it? Don’t tell me it’s a love letter? Wasn’t it unrequited love?

Daisy opened her mouth. What is she saying? I concentrated as much as possible and listened carefully.

“—completely smitten, so is there a law saying I can’t be?”

What? Daisy made a direct confession. She’s saying she’s smitten with you, so why can’t she be! My heart pounded fiercely at the unexpected romance.

So Rafaela wasn’t the one with unrequited love! Giving the letter and everything, it was Daisy who liked Rafaela! Come to think of it, when I first saw Daisy, she was with Rafaela too.

I guess I had the roles backwards from the beginning. Jelly… I guess you’re the one with unrequited love. Are you like everyone’s second male lead or something?

I was so curious about their conversation that I kept glancing over and made eye contact with Rafaela. Caught! I turned my eyes away, pretending not to look and acting uninterested. I’m curious about the rest of the story, but why did I get caught right now?

“How about this one?”

“I like it.”

Pretending it was just an accidental eye contact, I made a big show of doing my best to select fabrics with Artemisia.

“Right? I thought so too! Lady Evangeline, how can you have such refined taste? It will definitely suit you well. It will also match perfectly with Count Gabriel’s formal wear like a pair!”

Artemisia wrapped the fabric tightly around my body. Teacher, teacher, I can’t breathe. Before I could complain, the fabric smoothly unwound. Phew, I almost died.

“Now I need to take measurements…”

Artemisia glanced at the men with her eyes. Ah, to take measurements I need to undress. So she’s telling them to leave. At the dismissal, Gabriel rose from his seat.

“Lady Evangeline must also be tired from entertaining guests, so I’ll take my leave now.”

Looking at it, Gabriel is also straightforward. When told to leave, he really goes. Well, he must be busy, so it wouldn’t be polite to keep detaining him.

“I’ll trust you with Lady Evangeline’s attire.”

“Even without Count Gabriel saying so, I’ll do my best.”

Artemisia rolled her eyes.

“Oh, Lady Evangeline. About the chaperone I mentioned before.”

Come to think of it, Gabriel said he’d try to find a chaperone too. But why bring it up? Don’t tell me he couldn’t find one? Did everyone refuse because the rumors are too bad?

Evangeline’s mother passed away, her maternal family cut ties, and the Count only provided tutors but didn’t care about things like chaperones, so there’s no way to find one from my side.

“Baroness Toten has graciously agreed to serve as your chaperone.”

“Baroness Toten?”

“Yes. She’s a devoutly religious person who frequently visits the temple. Baroness Toten has one child, but the child is said to be frail. When she heard about Lady Evangeline’s situation, she said it reminded her of her own child.”

There was someone! I’m relieved there’s at least one person. I guess she didn’t hear Evangeline’s other strange rumors and only heard that she was frail.

“She has wide connections, so she’ll definitely be helpful.”

No, helpful. As expected of a male lead who’s only warm to his woman. Gabriel also treats people somewhat like tools, doesn’t he?

“Baroness Toten asked if she could meet separately before the Crown Prince’s birthday banquet. Would that be alright?”

Of course it would be. Baroness Toten? Just from the name, she sounds kind and friendly. I’m confident about this – without her, there would be no one in the world to serve as my chaperone.

“Tell her I’ll come whenever is convenient for her.”

“I’ll arrange for you to go.”

No, she’s even serving as my chaperone, so I can’t tell her to come to the Rohanson Estate. My already bad image would be completely ruined.

“Tomorrow is too soon, so please tell her I’ll visit in two days.”

“Wait a moment. Three days! Please go at least three days later. Even if I can’t make the dress, I’ll bring ready-made clothes tomorrow and alter them!”

Strike while the iron is hot – I was going to go tomorrow right away, but Artemisia pushed the date back. Can’t I just wear clothes I already have? Artemisia shook her head.

“I’d like Lady Evangeline to wear clothes I made when you go.”

“Won’t you be busy making debutante dresses?”

“No! It’s completely fine.”

“If that’s the case.”

Since I wouldn’t lose anything, I gave permission to do as she pleased, and she was visibly pleased. Artemisia must have excellent craftsmanship spirit. Her customers must only wear clothes she made. Something like that?

It’s not even a week, just about three days more I can wait. It’s not urgent either. So reflecting Artemisia’s opinion, we decided I’d visit in three days. Gabriel said he’d send a letter in advance later.

“Count Gabriel.”

“Yes, Lady Evangeline.”

“Could you visit once more before the debutante ball?”

It’s not for any other ulterior motive – I need someone to teach me dancing.

I’ve only learned the movements but haven’t practiced with a partner even once. But among the people I know, Gabriel is the only one who can play the male role.

By the way, is this really a romance novel? How is it that Gabriel is the only noble male character I’ve met so far… Is Gabriel lacking in charm? So they reduced the competition to leave only the male lead route?

“If Lady Evangeline calls for me, I’ll visit anytime.”

Gabriel promised with a shy smile. He has enough visual impact that he doesn’t need to monopolize…

Artemisia, who heard this from the side, made a fuss saying “Oh my, oh my.” Was I exactly like that when I was watching Rafaela and Daisy earlier?

After Gabriel and Rafaela left, Artemisia meticulously recorded my measurements with her assistants. As if her chattiness from just before was a lie, she was very serious when taking measurements. She was indeed the craftsman Gabriel had chosen.

“Artemisia. If it’s not too presumptuous, could you also make clothes for my maids? It’s not urgent, so you can take your time.”

I’m still upset about how the girls were completely disrespected because of their clothes before. So I did buy them lots of clothes, but custom-made clothes are different. Besides, Artemisia is said to be a famous dress craftsman, so now is my chance. Let me use some personal connections too.

“Of course. I don’t understand why such rumors spread about someone who takes care of even her subordinates like this.”

Artemisia readily accepted. The way she said “okay” without even thinking about it was very cool. Good, double the fee.

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