My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 60

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She had been exceptionally skilled at maintaining a calm facade regardless of how turbulent her inner feelings were, ever since childhood.

The red flower that Evangeline Rohanson had uniquely broken off and transplanted into a glass tube trembled its leaves shyly. Gabriel knew well that this flower could only breathe within its owner’s coffin.

“Did you see it?”

Instead of a greeting, what came back was an unexpected question. Even though the subject was omitted, he understood what it meant.

“You saw the young lady, didn’t you?”

Kanna was the only person in this manor who called Evangeline “young lady.” If the past Evangeline was everyone’s young lady, Kanna’s young lady was unique.

Likewise, only the two monsters and Kanna could properly see these things in the manor. Hena could occasionally see with the eyes Pudding had given her, and Daisy was the same. Sometimes, when whims struck, the servants would also witness the scenes Kanna saw. How terrified they all were each time.

Daisy was like that too. After initially causing discord between Hena and Kanna, Kanna, who had disliked Daisy, almost burst into laughter when she heard that Daisy had gotten scared and run away from just seeing snowballs.

Of course, now that her sister and Miss Daisy had become close, she could fully understand. For someone with a weak constitution, it would certainly be unsettling to witness.

Was this upright-looking knight also queasy? His face was particularly pale, as if he was frightened.

“Count Gabriel. If you want to love the young lady, you must endure. You must love even this.”

Kanna was pleased with this unexpectedly appeared comrade. So she gave advice generously. The cat in her arms swatted at her arm as if telling her it was futile, but as a senior, she could at least offer some advice.

Lord Pudding really has such a bad personality. Those things were originally byproducts of the cat trying to expand its territory. The cat liked the young lady and tested Gabriel, who was beginning to show interest in the young lady. Because without accepting even the side the cat showed, he couldn’t handle the young lady. And the result was like this – earning the cat’s disappointment.

“If you endure, you can be loved. You envy me, don’t you?”

“Envy? Me?”

Gabriel might deny it, but Kanna clearly remembered that moment.

On the day of their first visit to the Grand Temple, the look he sent toward Kanna, who was under the young lady’s protection. It was the longing gaze of one who lacked something. Evidence of jealousy.

In Kanna’s view, Gabriel was someone gasping with thirst. Wells couldn’t quench his thirst so he passed them by, he even ignored streams, but what would happen if he encountered the ocean?

He would immediately jump in and think drowning was happiness. Even if the salt water made him cough and his eyes sting, he wouldn’t care at all. Rather, he would think he was drowning in sugar.

“You already know from Miss Daisy that the young lady isn’t an ordinary human, don’t you?”

Since the documents containing Daisy’s accusations against Evangeline had been entrusted to Kanna, she knew all the contents inside and out. She had destroyed the contents in case someone might see them, but her heart sank when the young lady asked for the documents again.

“You just saw what you already knew, so why were you so frightened?”

Kanna asked as if truly puzzled. She meant she couldn’t understand Gabriel’s lukewarm attitude. Gabriel avoided her eyes and swallowed his answer. Contrary to Kanna’s thoughts, Gabriel wasn’t frightened by what the cat had shown him. The scene dotted with red made him nauseous rather than afraid.

“Did you think the young lady was some kind of angel with wings? So it was different from what you expected?”

As she said, what Gabriel was frightened of was because of Evangeline. Because Evangeline wasn’t in the mirror, he feared she might be a non-existent illusion. The low body temperature touching his skin, the faint but beating heart – it all felt futile. As if Evangeline had really become a corpse. It reminded him of his childhood days running with a dead child on his back.

“You’re right. I already knew, but I couldn’t accept it.”

As the priest who had presided over the funeral and Daisy had said, Evangeline Rohanson was indeed truly dead. Yet Gabriel wanted to treat Evangeline as if she were alive.

Was that why Evangeline was angry? Because he showed interest without properly recognizing who she was?

“I’m running late, so I’ll take my leave now. Thank you for the advice.”

Since there was nothing more to discuss with Kanna, Gabriel bowed silently and left. Unlike before, his steps were very quick.

“If you run away, that would be fine by me.”

Watching his retreating figure, Kanna muttered. The cat clicked its tongue as if displeased.

If Gabriel couldn’t overcome this trial, Kanna would be the only human on earth who completely loved the young lady. She would be more than happy if she could monopolize her. However, she also hoped the things the young lady cherished would increase even more.

The wind blew and petals fluttered. Kanna enjoyed that brilliant scene, receiving the petals as if the cherry blossom leaves were snow.

“It’s spring.”

The time was June, past spring. It was a summer night when the cherry blossoms, the pride of the Rohanson Viscount’s estate that the late Countess had planted, still bloomed beautifully without falling.

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After Gabriel left, when I was going back to Misha to take off the dress I had tried on, I happened to meet Kanna, who was returning from a walk.

Her already round eyes widened greatly and her cheeks flushed red. It was clearly a face smitten at first sight, and I thought this was exactly the kind of reaction Misha had wanted from Gabriel.

“Are you an angel? Why don’t you have wings?”

Kanna exclaimed while covering her mouth. Why are our household members so good at flattery? Misha’s staff were quite good at flattering too – did they take lessons from Misha while I was away? Well, to survive next to a villainess, you have to act like a sycophant and put on some charm.

“No wonder Count Gabriel couldn’t come to his senses. Even I’m wondering why you’re not an angel…”

“You met Gabriel?”

“Yes. He left looking very exhausted.”

Kanna mimicked him and walked with drooping shoulders. My conscience was pricking me. I was a bit harsh with my words.

Should I have just accepted him? Or at least said thank you!

It’s not like I’m going to truly love him anyway, and my goal is to avoid the villainess’s death flags, so I could just go along with Gabriel appropriately. That way Gabriel would actively protect me and stay by my side.

And I realized belatedly – it wasn’t really a confession, was it? I was the one who jumped to conclusions and asked if it was a confession. When I asked “Do you like me?” Gabriel couldn’t say anything.

Was this 0 confession 1 rejection? Did I rush ahead alone and reject him? Gabriel does like me, but he wasn’t exactly asking me to date him.

Agh! Why did I do that? I regret it so much…

I thought I had been managing well without emotional ups and downs since possessing this body, but I had a sudden outburst in front of Gabriel. It wasn’t even dawn, but I got caught up in dawn sentimentality and just vented my frustrations on the male lead who was performing his role well. This is all because I woke up from sleep. This is why people need to sleep properly.

Inwardly beating the ground in regret, I took Pudding from Kanna’s arms. Even though it’s nocturnal and not time to sleep, he had his eyes closed. When I scratched his chin, Pudding purred pleasantly. Ahh. This is healing. Animal therapy is the best. All the fatigue from today melted away. If only Pudding weren’t a beastman, I would have buried my face in his belly, but that’s a bit disappointing.

“Kanna. Thank you for walking Pudding in my place.”

“Not at all. You were busy today, young lady.”

Since I had made plans with Gabriel today, Kanna had taken over the walk for me. Usually, Kanna handled these kinds of miscellaneous tasks.

Since Kanna had the least seniority, external duties were always handled by Hena and Daisy. Especially lately, I often took the experienced Daisy along. So I think I’ve been neglecting Kanna a bit. Let me reflect on that.

“Are you going to see Lady Schmittiana?”

“Right. Come with me.”

Daisy and Hena would have already had their measurements taken, so I just need to measure Kanna. It’s perfect – I’ll go return the clothes and Kanna can get measured.

“Me too?”

“Yes. I need to have yours made too.”

“Mine?”

“I already asked for Hena’s and Daisy’s to be made. You heard harsh words because of me when we went to the temple last time.”

Kanna seemed to recall what happened at the Grand Temple and nodded, then hugged me. Pudding, whose territory was invaded, flailed his paws. No, Pudding. Kanna took care of you all day, so give up at least half of my embrace.

“Young lady…”

I heard a sniffling sound from below. Don’t tell me she’s crying? Crying over making one dress?

This Kanna, who gave thumbs up saying “Wow, our young lady is the best” when I scattered gold coins like that? Our mentally strong Kanna, who calmly said “It must be hard to choose clothes” when I bought ready-made clothes enough to fill a carriage?

So the answer was custom-made clothes after all? Good. Let’s go with employing Misha permanently.

“I’m yours until I die, young lady. You can use me however you want.”

Kanna said while sniffling. No… I won’t use you. Saying such things with a stuffy nose doesn’t sound very cool, you know? Anyway, this debt-repaying female lead’s range of devotion is amazing.

“You like me, don’t you, young lady?”

Still hugging me, Kanna only lifted her head to look at me. Tears were glistening in her eyes.

Actually, there was a different answer, but given Gabriel’s precedent and all. I couldn’t be cold to someone who was crying, so I just nodded.

Come to think of it, when I usually read novels, I liked the female lead the most. So I guess I like Kanna too.

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