The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 31

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Chapter 31. Wishes and Promises (2)

– I’ll make my second wish right away.

Emma took my hand with a sorrowful expression.

She looked up at me, now much taller than her, and forced a smile.

– If what you’re doing now becomes too difficult, come back anytime. Kayla, you know that, right?

Even knowing I couldn’t return, she said those words.

– Even though we’re not connected by blood, we’re family.

Yes, she was my only ‘family.’

The only person I considered family.

Emma patted my shoulder and smiled playfully.

– I should save my last wish. You might disappear without a word again.

She looked at the setting sun and turned around in surprise.

– It’s already gotten this late.

She started to run into the house but stopped and looked back at me.

– Kayla, would you like to stay for dinner? I just made that stew you love.

On that day when the sunset was particularly beautiful.

I cried for the first and last time at Emma’s words asking me to stay for stew.

– K-Kayla, what’s wrong? Are you hurt somewhere? Why are you suddenly crying?

I couldn’t help but cry.

Because I had to turn away from this person who asked me to stay for dinner, even knowing I was a killing machine.

Because I knew all too well that as ‘Kayla Angel,’ I could never stay by this person’s side again.

That was the fate of those who lived by killing people.

Those who walked in the night could never be with those who lived in the day.

Only like this, like the fleeting moment when day and night cross, were we allowed to meet briefly in passing.

Before the sunset faded, I parted with her.

Because I had to return to the world I belonged to before night came.

“To use your last wish in such a way, you’ve become quite cunning while I wasn’t looking.”

It was truly ridiculous.

It was as if she had saved her last wish knowing exactly this would happen.

“…”

I clenched my fists.

In truth, I could just ignore a dead person’s request.

After all, it wasn’t even a request for herself.

Why should I waste time for some unrelated child?

‘Damn it.’

But that wasn’t the case.

Edwin and Emilia were no longer people unrelated to me.

In the end, they had become related to me.

– You just have to protect me! You’re my caretaker!

– Ria likes Neitche!

My head spinning, I closed my eyes and recalled the question the princess had asked recently.

– What is Neitche afraid of?

What am I afraid of?

‘This kind of thing.’

When I opened my eyes again, I saw Edwin.

The sight of him burning with fever after losing precious people.

‘Indeed, the most frightening thing is.’

The feelings people harbor for other people.

Emotions that reason cannot control.

“…Ha.”

I let out a deflated sigh.

Anyway, a promise was a promise.

Emma, if her last request was for The 3rd Prince to be happy.

I quietly looked at Edwin, who was clinging to my hand like a lifeline.

‘If that’s all it is.’

I had no choice but to gladly fulfill that request.

Even if it meant delaying my revenge.

* * *

“The Caretaker, really?”

Catherine jumped up from her seat after hearing my words.

“Are you serious?”

Her eyes were shining with joy.

“You’re really not quitting as The Caretaker, right?”

“That’s what I said.”

“Oh my! You made such a good decision!”

Catherine came around the desk and suddenly embraced me.

It was such a sudden hug that I couldn’t avoid it.

I froze for a moment, then frowned and pushed her away.

“It’s suffocating.”

“Ah, I’m sorry!”

She quickly stepped away from me and then extended her right hand.

“Please take care of me from now on too.”

I hesitated for a moment, then took her hand.

“But The Caretaker, you said you had something important to do. Is that okay?”

Catherine, who had been shaking hands excitedly, asked with a worried expression.

“You’re not unable to do it because of this job, are you?”

“That’s not the case.”

Just because I was continuing as The Caretaker didn’t mean I was giving up on finding Ian.

Instead, I decided to change my plan.

I would make this place my base and start by going out to gather information.

It seemed like that would be safer for dealing with Ian too.

‘No matter how skilled Ian is, directly infiltrating the Imperial Palace would be a risky endeavor.’

I was thinking that I should go out soon to investigate Ian when.

“But The Caretaker, did you tell Their Highnesses separately?”

“Tell them what?”

“That you’re not leaving.”

“Do I really need to tell them that separately?”

“Of course you have to tell them! They think you’re leaving!”

After saying with my own mouth that I was leaving, now saying I wouldn’t leave was a bit.

“Prince Edwin also seemed to know after hearing something from Princess Emilia!”

The day before yesterday, Edwin, who had completely recovered from his cold, was completely ignoring me.

As if he had nothing more to say to someone who would be leaving soon.

“Then Catherine, couldn’t you tell them for me?”

Catherine immediately raised her eyebrows after hearing my words.

“The Caretaker, what did you tell me last time?”

“What did I say?”

“You said you were someone who took full responsibility for your own affairs! Then you should finish things properly too.”

Catherine didn’t budge from her opinion even seeing my reluctant expression.

“You were the one who told Princess Emilia you were leaving, so please handle it well yourself. Got it?”

“But…”

“Come on, you need to hurry and go deliver the good news. The Caretaker, deploy―!”

I was eventually pushed out the door by Catherine, having no choice but to leave.

While feeling a small pang of regret about letting her out of the warehouse once again.

* * *

Today as well, that brat Edwin was putting all his effort into ignoring me.

No, rather than ignoring me, it was closer to being extremely conscious of me.

The brat was sitting in the middle of the backyard, far away from me.

“Brother, can’t Neitche play with us too?”

“No.”

Edwin was braiding clover to make a flower crown for his sister.

Emilia looked at her brother’s hands with a sullen expression.

“Why not? Ria wants to play with Neitche too.”

“Anyway, that woman will abandon us and leave this place tomorrow. Do you want to play with someone like that?”

Emilia made a dejected expression at Edwin’s words.

“Don’t worry. Ria has her brother. You don’t need a woman like that.”

“But brother, you’re weak.”

“…What?”

“It’s true.”

The princess continued speaking without even knowing what expression Edwin was making.

Emilia was young but more intelligent than children her age.

She just lacked learning, so her expression skills were poor.

“Brother always just gets beaten by the bad guys. But Neitche always saves Ria.”

On the night of the storm, and on the day she was tormented by the demon-like 2nd Prince.

It wasn’t the prince who saved the princess.

“But brother just gets hurt all the time. You’re weaker than Ria. You can’t protect Ria.”

In truth, these words held not a single point of malice.

She was just stating facts.

But it was enough to tear apart the prince’s already tattered pride.

“Waaahhh―!”

“Your Highness!”

I, who had been eavesdropping on the brats’ conversation from afar, quickly ran out.

It was because Edwin had suddenly pushed Emilia’s shoulder.

As a result, Emilia fell on her bottom on the lawn.

“Waaahhh―! Neitche―! Brother pushed me!”

I quickly picked up the princess and looked at Edwin.

This was the first time the brat had been so rough with his sister.

What was going on with these brats who usually shared even half a bean?

“Your Highness, why are you…”

But I couldn’t continue speaking.

It was because tears were flowing from Edwin’s eyes.

“I also, I also don’t need someone like you…!”

Edwin bit his lips with his face flushed red.

For a moment, the brat’s gaze met mine.

As soon as our eyes met, Edwin threw the clover he was holding at my face.

“I also don’t need someone like you―!”

The brat just blurted out what he wanted to say and turned around to run far away.

Wait, but this brat threw grass at someone’s face and ran away without even apologizing.

“Ptui―.”

I frowned and spat out the leaf that had gotten into my mouth.

Meanwhile, Emilia cried even more pitifully, perhaps shocked by what she heard from her brother.

“Waaahhh―! Brother said he doesn’t need Ria―! I hate brother―!”

“Caretaker, what’s going on―!”

Was it thanks to Emilia’s loud voice?

Catherine, who had been in the study, heard the princess’s crying and came running out.

“It’s nothing serious. Please take care of Her Highness the Princess for a moment.”

“Huh? If it’s nothing serious, why is Her Highness crying?”

I handed Emilia over to Catherine and adjusted my shoes.

“Caretaker?”

“I’ll bring him back.”

“What? Bring who back?”

Who else but that arrogant prince brat.

Instead of answering, I kicked off the ground and ran out.

“Caretaker! Wait! Where are you going!”

“To bring back His Highness the Prince―!”

“No, it doesn’t look like you’re going to bring him back, but to beat him up, oh my, what am I saying! It just looks like you’re going to catch him…”

I ran off, leaving behind Catherine’s worried concerns.

To catch that adorable prince brat who still didn’t know how to properly vent his anger.

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