The Oracle of the Villainous Baby - Chapter 37

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Chapter 37
It had already been ten days since Bunny set up her food stall in a quiet corner of the Entrance Hall of the Mansion of Trials.
And during that time, there had been one commotion.
A boy had shouted at Allen, who was managing the line to help Bunny as things descended into chaos, calling him a “disrespectful beast brat”—only to receive a notice from Bunny that she would not sell to him.
“I’m not selling to you.”
“What? Why?! I have money!”
“Allen, Bunny’s brother. You have a filthy mouth that spews nothing but trash.”
“That’s ridiculous! She’s a beast—that’s a fact. She’s not human, not a beast, and…!”
To the words of a boy who was two or three times larger in build, what did Bunny say? She stared at him blankly, then let out a snort and a scoff, shrugged her shoulders, and turned her head sharply while saying this.
“You ugly. Ugly not human. Allen handsome.”
“What?! Do you think your loose mouth gives you the right?!”
“You say Bunny’s brother not human too. You ugly, so you not human. Shut up. Ugly thing. Bunny only look at pretty and handsome things.”
“How pretty are you anyway! You’re as hideous as torn dough!”
“Mm. Bunny super duper cute. Your face mega ugly.”
Watching a boy who ranked around twentieth even within the Mansion of Trials—far larger than Bunny—get completely demolished by Bunny despite her imperfect vocabulary, word order, and even pronunciation, no one dared speak carelessly to Allen anymore.
They might curse behind his back, but they didn’t open their mouths to his face.
After that, Allen called Bunny “my little sister,” “my little sister” repeatedly, straightening his shoulders even more and raising his voice.
It was overprotection that transcended overprotection itself.
“Maximum three per person. There are more people now, so it can’t be helped.”
At Allen’s words, voices full of complaints erupted from all around.
Still, being able to eat a little bit every day was better than not being able to eat at all.
That was because the “Spiral Potatoes” that Bunny sold were truly incredibly delicious.
The “Sweet Potato Honey Preserve” she had sold for about two days before that had already earned a reputation among the children who had tasted it.
So much so that rumors circulated that the boy who had fought so fiercely with Bunny was agonizing over whether he should apologize because he kept thinking about the Spiral Potatoes.
And that wasn’t all.
There were also rumors that the menu changed often, so around 5 PM every day, more and more children began to linger meaninglessly in the Entrance Hall.
Spiral Potatoes were a dish where potatoes were sliced thinly and evenly on a long wooden skewer, fried, and then sprinkled with sugar or sweet corn flour.
‘It’s the secret dish Luri taught me.’
I learned from Luriel how to slice potatoes thinly and evenly without breaking them.
Bunny was a genius among geniuses—seeing one thing, I could grasp ten!
I had good eyes. Anything I saw once, I could quickly replicate. That’s why I was a genius at cooking dishes I had watched Luriel make countless times.
Of course, if a young child used fire, the Red Dragon would appear, so I couldn’t use it alone.
After a wave of people swept past, Bunny let out a long sigh.
“Could I have just one as well, Young Lady?”
“Jessie!”
“That’s ten roasts, right?”
“Yes!”
Bunny held out one Spiral Potato to Jessie.
Looking at the coin basket jingling full, Bunny giggled. Only three were left now.
‘One for me, one for Melissa, one for Allen….’
Should we call it a day here?
After running the stall for a full forty minutes, I was utterly exhausted.
Yawn.
I was just about to rub my eyes and suggest we pack up when another customer arrived.
“Hello there, little cousin. Could I get three of these as well?”
“Sure thing.”
I responded to the new customer and tilted my head curiously.
“Little cousin?”
“Yeah. You’re the branch family kids that our uncle recently adopted, right?”
Dark skin, silver hair, and blue eyes.
At first glance, he was a boy of considerable size and height—a full head taller than Allen.
“I came to introduce myself. I’d heard rumors about delicious food being sold here. Though I have to say, you look a bit more foolish than I expected.”
“Huh?”
My head tilted as I handed over the roasted potato.
Had I misheard just now?
I rubbed my ears vigorously.
Crunch.
The boy’s eyes widened slightly as he took a bite of the potato I’d given him.
“Oh, this is better than I thought. I figured it would be low-quality food, but it’s surprisingly good. Anyway, nice to meet you. I’m Kalvad Yudia, son of Klein Yudia, the Holy Knight Order Commander. That makes us cousins.”
I blinked.
Why did his words leave such a bitter taste?
As I stood there with my arms crossed, my expression serious, Allen stepped forward.
“Why are you even here? Stop spouting nonsense and leave.”
“A beast raised by the family can actually speak? Honestly, I didn’t expect you to be adopted… Uncle certainly is peculiar. You’ve grown quite a bit too. Your eyes are actually focused now. Based on how you got beaten during the ranking tournament, I’d say your education was incomplete.”
His voice remained consistently soft and gentle, yet each word dripped with thorns.
“I told you, I just came to see your faces. I wanted to see our youngest cousin too.”
Kalvad bent down and ruffled my hair with a snicker.
My eyebrows shot up indignantly.
‘I hate this guy.’
“By the way, is that why you’re selling such shabby food—because you’re a bastard? It suits you, squatting on the ground peddling wares. Anyway, now that the Divine Beast summoning ceremony is over, the ranking determination match will be coming up soon. I suppose you’ll be participating?”
Ranking determination match?
My head tilted slightly.
I stared at Kalvad for a moment, then turned and tugged at Allen’s sleeve.
“What is it, Bunny?”
Allen saw me tense up, then bent down so low his knees nearly buckled as he met my gaze, breaking into a bright smile as he asked.
Kalvad froze.
‘What is this? That guy who always acts tough while keeping his head down…’
When did he learn to smile so widely and hold his head up so proudly?
Kalvad clenched his fists and bit his lower lip lightly before letting out a snicker.
“I should go now. Time for Bunny’s human language lesson.”
“Yes! Let’s go. Are we heading to Father?”
“Mm. No, Bunny’s Room.”
“Alright, I’ll take you there.”
Allen, grinning as though he’d become her personal attendant, had handled all the luggage arrangements himself and now trailed alongside Bunny.
“Are you ignoring me?”
“Mm.”
Bunny’s curt reply came with a dismissive wagging of her fingers—tsk, tsk, tsk—from side to side.
“Bunny, I only talk to intelligent people, not fools. I’m an adult, after all!”
Heh.
Bunny flashed an infuriatingly smug smile before spinning around sharply.
Watching Allen dash after her and clasp her small hand, Kalbad’s expression darkened.

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