2 – Grand Duchess of the North (2)

“Then, excuse me.”

After I closed the door and left the room, I looked at Illensia, who quietly walked beside me.

With a cold, expressionless face like a doll, she kept half a step behind me and followed me… How to say

‘A pitiful child.’

I just thought

.

There will be children who are born with little emotional expression and who cannot show their facial expressions well.

So this thought I’m thinking may be very rude and disrespectful, but… What about it It’s just my thoughts.

Anyway, if you are born with these symptoms, it must be a ‘disease’.

I glanced at Illencia again, then tucked inwardly and clicked my tongue as I slowly moved on.

It was true that the child was suffering from an illness. According to my thoughts, a very serious ‘mental illness’.

I don’t know why, but because of that, I’ve been living with the door to my heart firmly locked.

How do you know so well?

‘Because I’ve seen it a lot.’

Five years in the factory and two years in the army were opportunities to meet quite a few human groups.

I don’t know if I should call it an opportunity or a hell.

From those who talk nonsense whenever they have a chance, to those who prefer not to work more than others, to those who run away while working, to those who are full of their bravado.

I have met many more types of people than that, but there were also people of this kind among them.

People who block access by hitting walls.

It was a way to protect themselves, and most of them had severe burns.

In short, it was said that no one had been like that since birth.

This child is only 6 years old. No matter how much he was a count’s child, it was clear that the number of people who had met him was probably very few.

In the first place, at this age, he probably wouldn’t have gone to church.

At best, the family servants and nanny… Maybe it’s just the parents

And among them, perhaps the only ones who can hurt this child the most are the parents.

In the first place, there was no way that the servants of the high nobility would be able to treat the child comfortably, and if the nanny was someone who would hurt this child, she wouldn’t be able to become a nanny.

I suddenly remembered a story I had heard in my previous life.

Parents are everything to a child.

I don’t dare to imagine what happened, but perhaps this child was hurt by that world and built a wall.

“Hey Elencia?”

“…… Yes.”

“Um, is there anything you want to do?”

Six years old.

I was asked to hang out with her just because we were the same age, so I spoke to her casually, but Illensia only responded with a stiff respectful expression.

Plus, a great short answer.

It was to the point where I felt that he didn’t want to talk to me much. However, since I had an important task assigned to me, I only moved on with an ambiguous smile.

Nobody forced me, but in a way this was just a chessboard.

Of course, the Countess wouldn’t be asking me to treat Illensia fundamentally.

But perhaps the fact that you came here for my purpose seems to have some kind of hope.

I think that in order to solve this problem, fundamentally, the parents themselves should solve it… It dawned on me that at least I could help this kid open her heart a little bit.

Why are you acting like that?

Yeah… I don’t know if it’s some kind of nonsense.

‘It’s a pity.’

Being thrown into the world alone from such a young age… It was too bad.

And after experiencing that, I couldn’t leave this child alone.

Bumpy.

Grabbing Illencia’s hand, I quickly moved on. Now that it’s like this, I’ll do my best to be a ‘friend’.

“… Hand.”

“Follow me, I’ll show you something fun.”

Illencia muttered something, but I ignored it and started walking aimlessly.

Since I don’t know what he likes, I thought of giving him various experiences.

There’s no way you’ll tell me that you’re asking, and there’s a chance that even you know what you like and don’t know.

Today, I thought to treat myself very well.

Ma, if you come to my town, I’ll treat you to a full course meal!

Somehow, it reminded me of a friend I met during training camp, but I tried to ignore it. Do you think I’ll treat you right?

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The place I led Illensia to arrived was a small barn in the backyard.

This was a warehouse where items that were not used properly in the mansion were stored.

“Okay, here we are.”

“…… Here is?”

I grinned at Illencia’s faint expression of interest in her and lowered her body while placing her index finger on her lips.

“Shh… Follow me quietly.”

At my words, Illencia blinked her red eyes, nodded her head slightly, and lowered her body after me.

Faint interest and attitude.

It looked like the door hadn’t been locked yet. If so, it was said that there was a possibility that it would open again if we started pushing in small things step by step.

I laughed with satisfaction at that and quietly moved toward the back of the warehouse, toward the wall facing the wall.

A dark place where even the servants of the mansion do not go often. Of course, it meant that people’s feet didn’t reach properly.

The space between the walls looks like it might be covered with spider webs, but it was surprisingly clean.

Of course, this was my skill.

Crouching inside, I stepped on the barrels prepared below and began to climb up little by little.

By the way, the bigger you get, the harder it gets to get in here. Should I prepare a ladder next time?

Stepping on the stair-like barrels, I sneaked her gaze back, and Ilensia was carefully following me with an expressionless face.

There was no emotion on her face, but the faint curiosity and cautious attitude in her eyes almost made me laugh.

Let’s barely hold back our laughter and climb a few more barrels.

“Meow~.”

In the cramped space under the ceiling of the warehouse, the residents who illegally moved into the baron’s mansion were huddled together.

“Hi guys.”

I smiled and greeted the cats I hadn’t seen in a while.

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Knowing the grace of washing, feeding, and putting me to sleep so far, the cats, who are no longer stray cats but domestic cats, came up to me and started rubbing their faces.

“Wow….”

And Illensia, who came up later, saw her eyes shining.

As she opened her mouth small, her face showed emotion of not knowing what to do.

By the way, I didn’t know the wall could be demolished so easily.

Even though she laughs inwardly about how easy it is, her heart becomes heavy again at the fact that there is no one around her who can do this easy task.

However, she always offended her by showing off like that in front of a kid who might have noticed.

I deliberately lowered my voice and spoke brightly.

“About half a year… ? I stumbled upon a cat giving birth here on a winter’s day. From then on, they fed me, bathed me, and made me a bed, and now I’m sitting here.”

One mother cat and three kittens. Seeing a total of four cats cling to me, Illensia gave her eyes a twinkle and a small nod of her head.

The brown, black, and white cats were small and cute, probably because they were still babies.

And I was well aware that normal girls are obsessed with small and cute things.

Of course only in theory.

I was a little nervous since I was using it for the first time in real life. Moreover, the opponent is Illencia, a super-beautiful woman who lacks emotion.

I was worried about whether it would work or not, so I prepared a lot of workarounds, but it was fortunate that it worked.

“… Aren’t you going to ask?”

“Pretty people won’t bite.”

She said with a slight smile. She paused for a moment, then she looked at me and then she reached out and began to caress her cats.

Um, did you feel it too much?

Somehow, since I learned dating from the men at the factory, I thought it might feel a bit greasy or burdensome.

Maybe that’s why the style of 28 years has gone out of fashion.

Scratching the back of my head shyly, I came up to me and touched the chin of the mother cat who was rubbing her cheek.

“Gyareung… galling….”

“… This is making a strange noise.”

“It feels good.”

Our kind kitties began to sing a song of joy as Ellensia, whom they had never seen before, stroked her back and touched her hair.

And she was startled by the sight of these kittens, then calmed down at my words and began to focus on the kittens again.

Seeing that, I smiled faintly.

After all, whether it’s a cat or a person, you’re weak to pretty things, thinking.

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