The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 61

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Chapter 61

Then she spoke to another shop clerk who was with me.

“I’ll order that one. In red.”

“But I grabbed it first…”

All the dresses displayed here were sample pieces made just for viewing the designs.

You choose a design, then add dye colors, fabric materials, decorations, etc. to create the finished product, so it wasn’t something you could buy right away.

But usually, if someone is already holding a dress first, it’s proper etiquette for others to choose something else.

The girl frowned and said.

“I said I’d order first. I absolutely hate having matching designs, so you pick something else.”

Just then, a middle-aged noblewoman approached.

“Eugenie?”

“Mother!”

“What’s the matter?”

“I ordered first, but that child is protesting that she grabbed it first.”

The middle-aged noblewoman looked carefully at my face and outfit.

“You should yield to her, dear. Our Eugenie has been invited to this year’s Sowing Festival. Wouldn’t it be better for the dress to be showcased at a more glamorous occasion?”

She must have thought I wasn’t a child from a family worthy of attending the Sowing Festival, since she didn’t recognize my face and my dress was plain.

“I’m going to the Sowing Festival too.”

“Yes, I understand you want to say that. But you shouldn’t lie.”

“No, I really am—”

“Child. Is it proper to talk back when an adult is speaking? You have no home training at all. How did your parents raise you?”

When the noblewoman put on a deliberately stern expression, the child called Eugenie let out a snicker.

“Leblaine.”

“Little One.”

Just then, Henri and Isaac approached. Melbaine was with them as well.

Melbaine acknowledged the noblewoman and Eugenie.

“Lady Lyon, I see. Have you come to purchase a dress for the young lady?”

“That’s right. Our Eugenie will be playing the pipe organ at this year’s Sowing Festival.”

The noblewoman’s face was full of pride. She put her arm around her daughter’s shoulders and said to Melbaine with a chuckle.

“Please take good care of us again this time. I’ll pay the amount in installments until summer—”

“What’s this? Why does our Little One look like this?”

Isaac, who had interrupted the noblewoman’s words, peered at my face.

My face had hardened because the noblewoman had just mentioned home training and parents.

Henri lifted my bangs and quietly examined my face.

“You seem to be in a bad mood. Did something happen?”

The two of them furrowed their brows and looked at the Lyon mother and daughter, as well as the shop clerk who had been with Eugenie.

The shop clerk hesitated, not having seen Melbaine who had been welcoming us because he was with Eugenie.

Melbaine asked.

“I’m asking what’s going on.”

“Well, that is… The dresses the young ladies chose overlapped.”

The shop clerk pointed at me with both hands and continued speaking.

“The young lady in the yellow dress over there was holding the sample piece first, but Young Lady Lyon placed the order first. Lady Lyon told that young lady over there to give it up…”

Melbaine looked startled and glanced at my brothers. Then he began scolding the shop clerk dramatically.

“You just stood there and watched that!”

“It’s not that, but when talk of family education and parents came up, I was so flustered that I couldn’t readily move…”

As soon as Isaac heard the story, his face instantly turned menacing. Thinking he might charge out, I quickly clung to his waist.

“No, no! She’s a lady!”

What happened earlier was infuriating, but I couldn’t watch Isaac become trash who threatens women.

As I desperately dangled from him, Henri spoke.

“Isaac.”

Seeing Henri’s low voice and me hanging on him, Isaac gritted his teeth and calmed down.

“Isaac? I’ve heard that name somewhere… Oh my!”

The noble lady who had been muttering suddenly looked shocked and covered her mouth with both hands.

“You must be Young Master Dubbled! Then that child is… Oh, well…”

The reaction was exactly the same as with Melbaine.

Even after several regressions, whenever I was introduced, the Empire’s citizens’ reactions were always the same.

‘That fake.’

Even though my divine power had increased, once the preconception that I was fake was ingrained, they seemed to think ‘the temple must have somehow wanted to make her the Child of Fate.’

The noble lady smiled awkwardly and said.

“I’ve been rude. I made a mistake out of ignorance, so please forgive me generously. I’ll have my child choose different clothes.”

“Mother!”

Eugenie shouted, but the noble lady made a “tsk” sound and pulled her daughter’s arm.

“Please do.”

Henri nodded his head obediently.

‘Thank goodness. Henri is rational.’

I was honestly a bit worried he might charge out like Isaac.

He just stood still with his arms crossed, watching the mother and daughter choose a new dress.

“Isn’t this nice too? Our daughter has fair skin, so if we make it with dark indigo fabric, it will suit her very well.”

“…Yes.”

It was just when the mother and daughter had chosen a design and were about to call the shop clerk.

“We’ll purchase that one.”

Henri said.

The noble lady again read Henri’s mood and pulled her daughter’s hand.

“Then we’ll take something else… Oh, this dress with ribbons on both sides is also very cute.”

“We’ll purchase that one too.”

“…!”

I looked at him nervously, glancing back and forth, but Henri just smiled brightly.

“Let’s choose the dress next to that one.”

“I’ll purchase that one as well.”

“Then the dress in the back…”

“That one too.”

The noblewoman turned to look at Henri with a face that had turned bluish.

“Y-Young Master…”

“Please choose. You won’t be able to purchase anything ever again from now on.”

“W-what do you mean by that?”

“Of course, it’s not limited to just silk dresses. Houses to live in, food to eat, clothes to wear, medicine to daily necessities – anything.”

As the noblewoman stiffened, Henri narrowed his eyes and said.

“How long does a person have to starve before they die?”

I froze solid.

‘Right, when Henri gets angry, he’s much scarier than Isaac.’

Only then did Baroness Lyon cling to Henri.

“I-I’m sorry, Young Master. We truly had no idea this child was the Young Lady of Dubbled…!”

Since there were only children without a guardian, they probably tried to brush it off without apologizing, but when Henri came out like this, they must have been thoroughly frightened.

Her hands were trembling violently, and her complexion looked like a corpse.

Henri looked at Lady Lyon with an indifferent gaze.

“You’re apologizing to the wrong person.”

Needless to say, I received proper apologies from Lady Lyon and Eugenie.

We sat on the sofa in Melbaine’s dress shop and received apologies from dozens of people from House Lyon – Lady Lyon and her daughter, the viscount, Eugenie’s grandfather, grandmother, maternal grandfather, maternal grandmother, aunt, uncle, aunt-in-law, maternal aunt, and so on.

Melbaine and the shop clerks watched this scene while trembling.

* * *

Melbaine’s dresses arrived a few days later.

There were several dresses that were much more splendid and luxurious than the sample pieces.

It seems Melbaine was scared out of his wits from the last incident and worked desperately.

The clothes that contained such passion from Melbaine were truly beautiful.

My brothers chuckled as they watched me bounce around wearing the clothes.

“Turn around one more time, Leblaine.”

When Henri spoke affectionately and I turned around to the left, I could hear the recording stones spinning frantically around me – whirrrrrr─!!

“Don’t miss a single eyelash.”

When Isaac sternly warned the employees, they all swallowed their dry saliva and adjusted their recording stones.

‘Oh my…’

I was starting to worry about the banquet now.

Not because I might make a mistake at the banquet, but because someone might die at the banquet hall.

While I was thinking about it, I reached out my hands to my brothers’ sleeves.

And I looked at them with a serious face.

“Why is our younger sister looking at us with such cute eyes?”

“Why?”

Henri and Isaac spoke in turn, so I said in a stern voice.

“You can’t hit people at the banquet.”

“….”

“….”

Both of them remained silent.

I said “No” again firmly.

“But in case of emergency….”

“Since we can’t predict what might happen where great nobles gather, for now a definitive answer is….”

As expected, words alone won’t work.

But I know what to say to get a quick answer at times like this.

“I’ll kick off my blanket while sleeping.”

“That’s…!”

“Unfair!”

Henri and Isaac shouted in order and jumped up.

A few years ago, I caught the flu after kicking off my blanket while sleeping. Young me was hovering between life and death, and at that time my family’s souls half left and came back again.

When I think about how much I did the dignity-abandoning “I love you, Father and older brothers!” to save the doctors because of that, tears blur my vision.

Anyway, after that, this became a very effective intimidation.

“Fine! We just won’t hit anyone!”

“…Alright.”

Eventually both of them answered obediently, and I nodded my head contentedly.

* * *

Henri and Isaac gave firm answers to Leblaine who emphasized ‘Absolutely! You absolutely must not hit people.’

Only then did the child go up to her room with relief to prepare for the banquet.

Isaac said with a dejected expression.

“How can we protect her if we can’t hit anyone?”

Though they had succumbed to Leblaine’s intimidation, Isaac and Henri were good older brothers who kept their promises with their younger sister well.

Henri spoke to the gloomy voice.

“She said not to hit, but she didn’t say not to kill.”

“Aha!”

Only then did Isaac’s expression brighten.

“If we kill them in one blow, there’d be no need to hit them.”

Watching Isaac nod vigorously, Henri laughed wickedly saying “That’s right.”

The employees watching this scene swallowed their dry saliva.

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