The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 123

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Chapter 123

To be honest, I was quite flustered.

The way Lu proposed to “help” was extremely radical and alien.

‘Is this how a demigod thinks?’

But until now, he had generally been relaxed and indifferent, showing speech patterns no different from ordinary people.

I wasn’t angry at Lu’s suggestion to kill my precious friend. I was just troubled about how to react.

“That… murder is bad.”

Lu raised one eyebrow and replied.

“What an amazing truth? Thanks to you, I’ve realized a great truth I never knew before…”

“Wait. Stop there.”

Just as Lu was about to raise his other eyebrow, I hastily continued.

“Your attitude right now is exactly the same as it was at Jenail Castle.”

Did I hit the mark? Lu’s lips closed gracefully.

“Normally you’d just sneer and move on, but now you’re just working harder at being sarcastic. Why are you acting like this? Are you still upset about something that happened back then? At this point, just speak openly. We have nothing to hide from each other.”

Lu continued to keep his mouth shut. To my eyes, he somehow looked like a stubborn child.

‘A child?’

No, that was just a simple metaphor. To my eyes, the current Lu felt like an ordinary person.

Not someone who interprets all events with outstanding insight and a detached perspective, but just one of the many ordinary people around…

Lu’s expression noticeably hardened.

“You know me too well.”

It was a voice that sounded like blame, overflowing with uncomfortable emotions.

See? What demigod. He’s thoroughly human.

‘Human.’

Then my mind flashed with one fact.

‘Ah, balance?’

Only then did I seem to understand why the current Lu felt particularly like an ordinary person. As his balance became disrupted, perhaps his thoroughly human aspects became prominent?

‘The more he’s exposed to stimulating and intense emotions, the closer he becomes to human.’

Yes, that’s right. That’s what it was.

Perhaps because I realized the fundamental reason Lu had been acting prickly these past few days, my heart felt much lighter.

Right, Lu isn’t a god yet.

He’s just a demigod, much more naive compared to gods. A demigod who becomes thoroughly human when his balance crumbles.

Lu looked me over with narrowed eyes.

“I told you not to get lost in other thoughts when talking to me.”

Mm-hmm, I see. Lu is feeling human emotions because of me. At Jenail Castle, and even at this moment.

It felt like gentle humming was flowing through my mind for the first time.

My feet felt so light they might fly up to the sky. I think I might have been smiling without realizing it.

“It’s not other thoughts. It’s just natural that I know about Lu. You told me what kind of existence you are to me.”

I spoke in a small voice, clearing my throat and shrinking back.

“Even if it doesn’t look like it, I’m always watching you. Honestly, I thought you’d say something about the marriage too. I mean, of course, I wasn’t expecting great advice, but… you’re the only one who knows my situation accurately, and marriage is something that shouldn’t be taken too lightly…”

While I rambled on like an idiot, Lu’s rigid expression gradually melted. He was already wearing a small smile.

Lu, who had returned to his usual playful demeanor, asked me back.

“It shouldn’t?”

“Huh?”

“Marriage shouldn’t be taken too lightly?”

I awkwardly scratched my cheek and nodded.

“Ah, well… isn’t that usually the case?”

Lu, who had been staring at me intently, suddenly spread both arms wide and said.

“Come here and let me hold you.”

“What?”

“Come here and let me hold you.”

“Are you crazy? Why would I?”

“Does the reason matter? Let’s just say I want to hold you.”

This time my mouth shut at his shameless attitude.

I know I have honest and shameless aspects too, but Lu often shows behavior that’s even worse than mine.

Thanks to that, I too sometimes find myself in confusing situations where I can neither do this nor that.

Why? Because there’s no one else in the world who treats me this way!

“Tsk.”

Lu clicked his tongue briefly and approached me as I stood frozen. My heart beat pleasantly at his wonderful smile.

“Our heartless prince. Always making the princess do the holding.”

Then, as promised, he lifted me up.

I reflexively, and in some ways familiarly, wrapped my arms around Lu’s neck. Lu, taking long strides, sat in the rocking chair by the window and neatly placed both my legs on the armrest.

After carefully smoothing out the fabric of his clothes caught between his arm and the chair, Lu whispered.

“You’re right, Daisy. Murder is a bad thing.”

At his voice that made my heart comfortable, I suddenly thought.

Rather than a matter of balance, perhaps the weight of the act of murder itself is actually light for Lu.

“I should stay in Calepa for about two days before returning. I didn’t know my condition was ugly enough for you to notice everything.”

Ugly?

‘Is Lu describing his jealous self as ugly?’

I… don’t really feel that way. Rather, now that I know the cause, it seems kind of cute.

“Before that, I should resolve that ‘marriage advice’ you mentioned to me.”

When he lightly flicked his finger toward the air, the bell prepared next to the bedroom rang cheerfully.

Click.

Soon the Head Maid returned to the bedroom. Seeing me and Lu entangled, she was startled and turned her gaze away with a short cough.

I feel an indescribable strange shame. The kind of dual shame where I want to hide in a mouse hole but don’t want to shake off Lu’s arms…

Lu smiled mischievously with a face that said it wasn’t his concern and spoke to the Head Maid.

“I will resolve the Weatherwax Baroness’s marriage issue.”

Despite the rambling statement, the Head Maid refused sharply.

“That won’t do.”

“Let’s discuss it before you refuse.”

“Morian Sereniye won’t do.”

Lu’s rebuke and the Head Maid’s threat burst out almost simultaneously.

“Morian Sereniye?”

At my question, the Head Maid clenched her fist with eyes that said she absolutely couldn’t allow it.

“No matter what, I cannot let you marry our mistress to the fictional character Morian Sereniye!”

Lu smirked.

“The Head Maid’s imagination is creative enough to surpass even Daisy’s. Why would Morian Sereniye and Daisy get married? That person already has a partner named Grey Weatherwax. Do you usually enjoy such love triangles?”

The Head Maid hid her reddened cheeks and coughed for the second time.

“…Ahem! I’m sorry if that was my speculation. I thought someone like you wouldn’t even consider such past relationships.”

Head Maid, I didn’t see you that way, but you’re unexpectedly quite open-minded?

Lu answered while lightly stretching his neck with me still in his arms.

“Marrying her to the beauty of the century. It wouldn’t look bad, but it wouldn’t be much help. The flies wouldn’t be wary.”

“Flies?”

“So it would be better if it were a man if possible. What kind of person do you want as the Weatherwax Baroness’s husband?”

The Head Maid, as if she had been waiting, smoothly rattled off her answer to Lu’s question.

“I’d like someone who grew up receiving excellent education from a distinguished family, with outstanding artistic temperament and humanistic cultivation. He should have no flaws in character, should be somewhat tight-lipped, and connections aren’t that important since we plan to build them in the future. Insight isn’t a requirement either since our mistress has plenty of breadth herself.”

Isn’t that asking for too much?

“A greenhouse flower type? That’s too far from Daisy’s taste.”

“And the most important point!”

The Head Maid emphasized, raising her index finger with wide eyes.

“He must have no problems with having children.”

That statement made me unconsciously scold her.

“Head Maid, what do you mean a person is some kind of object? Saying there are no defects.”

“In the marriage market, people are often treated as objects, which is an uncomfortable reality. The Weatherwax Baroness’s partner must also be sexually healthy. That way, there will be more opportunities to have heirs.”

I might not know about other things, but I could clearly tell that the Head Maid was obsessed with the Weatherwax Family’s succession.

“A child?”

As if it were a completely unexpected element, a question that was so absurd it was almost bewildering fell over my head.

“Daisy Pager’s child?”

“…”

“A child between you and another man?”

Eyes that showed understanding and acceptance were impossible urged me for a silent answer, and I affirmed somewhat bewildered.

“That’s what they say.”

“How did I raise you. Having a child?”

When did you ever raise me? I grew up just fine on my own, didn’t I?

‘…Though it’s true that Lu has been watching over me for a long time.’

So I just didn’t say anything. In fact, it was more like talking to herself rather than a question that required an answer from me.

“Do I absolutely have to have one?”

At Lu’s question, the Head Maid affirmed with a resolute face.

“An heir is the duty of a family head.”

Lu, who seemed to be deep in thought, furrowed her brow and quietly looked down at the top of my head.

And soon after, she slowly nodded her head.

“If it’s a duty, then there’s no choice. Then I’ll try my best. To help Daisy have a child.”

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