She wondered what would happen if he hung something else, but fortunately, Cesare nodded lightly.
“Well, let me see.”
Then he climbs the stairs through the wide-open wooden door. Catherine stood upon the magic circle for a moment, with a blank expression on her face. She wondered where he was going at first, but after some thought, she realized he had a history of disappearing like this just a few days before. Cesare came down with the sound of footsteps ringing the basement wall as if her predictions had come true.
“Is this the book?”
The object he brought out was a book with the bloody title of [Human Breeding]. It was a title that made Catherine’s back shiver because she knew Cesare’s true identity.
“No, the cover color is the same, but it’s a different book.”
“What’s the title of the book you lent me?”
He borrowed it because it was fun, but he didn’t even know the title. It was ridiculous, but Catherine was in no position to beat him.
“That’s— I’m sorry, but I can’t remember anything other than that it started with ‘Soul’.”
This is because Catherine herself didn’t know the proper title.
“Hmm.”
After thinking for a while, Cesare went up again and disappeared. She felt sorry for no reason for him to do her a favor without saying much. How much time has passed? Cesare returned with five or six books in his arms. It was a book with a red cover and a title that began with ‘Soul’.
“Among them?”
“—No.”
Cesare, who returned for the third time, had more than ten books piled up in his arms. He asked, with his face covered by a mountain of books.
“Among them?”
Oh my goodness, there are so many books with red covers that begin with the word ‘Soul’! She quickly grabbed the book titles, but the book she was looking for was nowhere to be found.
“There’s none. I mean, you just borrowed it a few days ago and can’t remember the title? Did you take it and read it?”
“I don’t know who’s talking to whom. I think it’s better than you who don’t even know the title of a precious book.”
“Actually, I was talking to myself.”
“I’m glad you know.”
Cesare didn’t laugh. Instead, a short sigh could be heard through the book.
“It’s better to move the entire study. I can’t help it, let’s go to my house.”
“Huh?”
All of a sudden?
She only closed her eyes once in response to the unexpected suggestion.
The change happened in an instant. The cold and humid air vanished in an instant, leaving behind an uncomfortably warm feeling. Her vision, which had been in the dark with flickering lights, suddenly became bright and she couldn’t open her eyes.
All of these changes happened so suddenly that at first glance, she started feeling dizzy while standing on her two feet.
“Catherine, you can open your eyes.”
Catherine, who had been covering her face for a long time, slowly lowered her hands to the voice calling her.
“Ugh—”
She wonders where this is.
She found herself standing on a luxurious and clean carpet rather than a barren stone-floored basement. The light pouring in through the large window overlooking the sea was especially blue and refreshing. The detailed statues and murals scattered throughout the long corridor could not have been so splendid.
If the prediction is correct, or for certain, this place will be Cesare’s mansion. It is also a mansion boasting enormous wealth, even the nobility who makes a decent living in the countryside can’t even give a business card.
“Gren.”
“Yes, Sir Cesare.”
Surprise! Catherine took a step back, avoiding the man who popped out from behind her own back. Cesare slowly rolled up his sleeves after all of the books had disappeared.
“Take her to the drawing-room. Miss Phanya, I’ll bring you your book soon, so please wait patiently.”
Cesare just left those words and disappeared.
‘It can’t be, I came to this house just because of one book.’
Besides, if it’s the Grand Duke’s mansion, isn’t it a Duke’s house? For one thing, it felt like this mansion was not a Duke’s residence. After all, there is no way to guide someone who only knows their name to the castle. (t/n: I’m not sure about the first part ;; )
“Do I just have to follow you?”
An old man called Gren smiled softly.
“Of course. May I know the name of the beautiful Lady before that? You can call me Gren comfortably. I’m the butler of this mansion.”
“Oh, my name is Catherine Phanya. Cesare with me is—.”
What should she say? Arguing over ownership of that house relationship? Or between borrowing and lending books? It didn’t sit well with either of them.
“We just know each other.”
“I see. Do you mind if I call you Lady Catherine?”
She’d only see him today, so she wondered if there was any reason to call her friendly. Names like that are likely to be shared in the future.
“Yes, please.”
She followed Gren through the dazzling mansion.
It was her first time visiting, but strangely she didn’t feel uncomfortable. Usually, in these places, it feels unfamiliar or awkward, but Cesare’s mansion didn’t feel like that at all.
“It’s very cozy here.”
“This is the first time I’ve heard of such a review. Other guests always said they felt chills— Thank you. It is a compliment that can’t be better than this.”
Above all, the presence of ‘it’, which is often felt during the day, is not felt at all. Catherine, who sat in the chair, looked around her and spoke to him.
“My heart calms down, and it’s bright everywhere without a single shadow.”‘
“Ah—”
As if realizing something, Gren shook his head with a brief admiration.
“I understand now what you are saying. ‘They’ don’t dare to set foot in this mansion. Sir Cesare ordered so.”
What?
“The maid will bring out the tea soon, so please sit comfortably and wait, Lady Catherine.”
Even before she asked what it meant, two maids came into the drawing-room. There are many cute luxury desserts on the table as if they were having tea time.
“Lady, what kind of tea do you like? Herb tea? Black tea? Or milk tea?”
The skillful maid asked Catherine.
“I like both. Recently, I enjoy herbal tea lightly, but—”
“Oh my! That’s a relief. Just name it. I’ll make sure to prepare herb tea next time, too!”
“When you come, please tell us in advance. I’ll tell the chef and make delicious madeleines.”
With a smile, the maids disappeared from the drawing-room. What’s the point of treating her as if they’ll see each other tomorrow? Catherine picked up a teacup with a yellow chrysanthemum in full bloom, feeling uneasy for no reason.
She thought she just had something to ask Gren, but the maids were so noisy that she forgot about it. Catherine, who had been quietly sipping her tea, raised her head.
She wondered what would happen if he hung something else, but fortunately, Cesare nodded lightly.
“Well, let me see.”
Then he climbs the stairs through the wide-open wooden door. Catherine stood upon the magic circle for a moment, with a blank expression on her face. She wondered where he was going at first, but after some thought, she realized he had a history of disappearing like this just a few days before. Cesare came down with the sound of footsteps ringing the basement wall as if her predictions had come true.
“Is this the book?”
The object he brought out was a book with the bloody title of [Human Breeding]. It was a title that made Catherine’s back shiver because she knew Cesare’s true identity.
“No, the cover color is the same, but it’s a different book.”
“What’s the title of the book you lent me?”
He borrowed it because it was fun, but he didn’t even know the title. It was ridiculous, but Catherine was in no position to beat him.
“That’s— I’m sorry, but I can’t remember anything other than that it started with ‘Soul’.”
This is because Catherine herself didn’t know the proper title.
“Hmm.”
After thinking for a while, Cesare went up again and disappeared. She felt sorry for no reason for him to do her a favor without saying much. How much time has passed? Cesare returned with five or six books in his arms. It was a book with a red cover and a title that began with ‘Soul’.
“Among them?”
“—No.”
Cesare, who returned for the third time, had more than ten books piled up in his arms. He asked, with his face covered by a mountain of books.
“Among them?”
Oh my goodness, there are so many books with red covers that begin with the word ‘Soul’! She quickly grabbed the book titles, but the book she was looking for was nowhere to be found.
“There’s none. I mean, you just borrowed it a few days ago and can’t remember the title? Did you take it and read it?”
“I don’t know who’s talking to whom. I think it’s better than you who don’t even know the title of a precious book.”
“Actually, I was talking to myself.”
“I’m glad you know.”
Cesare didn’t laugh. Instead, a short sigh could be heard through the book.
“It’s better to move the entire study. I can’t help it, let’s go to my house.”
“Huh?”
All of a sudden?
She only closed her eyes once in response to the unexpected suggestion.
The change happened in an instant. The cold and humid air vanished in an instant, leaving behind an uncomfortably warm feeling. Her vision, which had been in the dark with flickering lights, suddenly became bright and she couldn’t open her eyes.
All of these changes happened so suddenly that at first glance, she started feeling dizzy while standing on her two feet.
“Catherine, you can open your eyes.”
Catherine, who had been covering her face for a long time, slowly lowered her hands to the voice calling her.
“Ugh—”
She wonders where this is.
She found herself standing on a luxurious and clean carpet rather than a barren stone-floored basement. The light pouring in through the large window overlooking the sea was especially blue and refreshing. The detailed statues and murals scattered throughout the long corridor could not have been so splendid.
If the prediction is correct, or for certain, this place will be Cesare’s mansion. It is also a mansion boasting enormous wealth, even the nobility who makes a decent living in the countryside can’t even give a business card.
“Gren.”
“Yes, Sir Cesare.”
Surprise! Catherine took a step back, avoiding the man who popped out from behind her own back. Cesare slowly rolled up his sleeves after all of the books had disappeared.
“Take her to the drawing-room. Miss Phanya, I’ll bring you your book soon, so please wait patiently.”
Cesare just left those words and disappeared.
‘It can’t be, I came to this house just because of one book.’
Besides, if it’s the Grand Duke’s mansion, isn’t it a Duke’s house? For one thing, it felt like this mansion was not a Duke’s residence. After all, there is no way to guide someone who only knows their name to the castle. (t/n: I’m not sure about the first part ;; )
“Do I just have to follow you?”
An old man called Gren smiled softly.
“Of course. May I know the name of the beautiful Lady before that? You can call me Gren comfortably. I’m the butler of this mansion.”
“Oh, my name is Catherine Phanya. Cesare with me is—.”
What should she say? Arguing over ownership of that house relationship? Or between borrowing and lending books? It didn’t sit well with either of them.
“We just know each other.”
“I see. Do you mind if I call you Lady Catherine?”
She’d only see him today, so she wondered if there was any reason to call her friendly. Names like that are likely to be shared in the future.
“Yes, please.”
She followed Gren through the dazzling mansion.
It was her first time visiting, but strangely she didn’t feel uncomfortable. Usually, in these places, it feels unfamiliar or awkward, but Cesare’s mansion didn’t feel like that at all.
“It’s very cozy here.”
“This is the first time I’ve heard of such a review. Other guests always said they felt chills— Thank you. It is a compliment that can’t be better than this.”
Above all, the presence of ‘it’, which is often felt during the day, is not felt at all. Catherine, who sat in the chair, looked around her and spoke to him.
“My heart calms down, and it’s bright everywhere without a single shadow.”‘
“Ah—”
As if realizing something, Gren shook his head with a brief admiration.
“I understand now what you are saying. ‘They’ don’t dare to set foot in this mansion. Sir Cesare ordered so.”
What?
“The maid will bring out the tea soon, so please sit comfortably and wait, Lady Catherine.”
Even before she asked what it meant, two maids came into the drawing-room. There are many cute luxury desserts on the table as if they were having tea time.
“Lady, what kind of tea do you like? Herb tea? Black tea? Or milk tea?”
The skillful maid asked Catherine.
“I like both. Recently, I enjoy herbal tea lightly, but—”
“Oh my! That’s a relief. Just name it. I’ll make sure to prepare herb tea next time, too!”
“When you come, please tell us in advance. I’ll tell the chef and make delicious madeleines.”
With a smile, the maids disappeared from the drawing-room. What’s the point of treating her as if they’ll see each other tomorrow? Catherine picked up a teacup with a yellow chrysanthemum in full bloom, feeling uneasy for no reason.
She thought she just had something to ask Gren, but the maids were so noisy that she forgot about it. Catherine, who had been quietly sipping her tea, raised her head.
