Lord Baby Runs A Romance Fantasy With Cash [EN]: Chapter 110

☆ Chapter 111 ☆

“Of course. I’ll send you an invitation later.”

Dad patted my head and started walking again.

So much had happened from morning till night.

As soon as I got into the carriage, I started to feel sleepy and began to doze off.

Dad patted my back, making me feel comfortable as I snuggled into his arms.

With my ears half-open, I could hear my brothers’ voices intermittently.

“…coveting… big trouble….”

“Rivals… won’t tolerate….”

“Still monopolizing….”

“A rolling stone….”

I was curious about what my brothers were talking about so seriously, but I couldn’t fight off the sleepiness.

It wasn’t until Dad picked me up after we arrived home that I opened my blurry eyes.

As Dad carried me to my room, the maids began to undo my hair ornaments and take off my dress.

I sat on a chair, dozing off as I was being attended to.

“Miss, if you’re tired, would you like to just wash up quickly and go to bed? Or would you like to take a bath?”

“…Bath.”

I answered, half-asleep, and the maids giggled and picked me up.

As I soaked in the warm bathtub, I felt a tingling sensation from my toes.

The water had a pleasant scent.

As my body relaxed, my sleepiness receded, and I began to regain my senses.

‘…Comfortable?’

Is this the life of a silver spoon [a metaphor for being born into wealth and privilege]?

I looked at the leisurely floating sea otter and then raised my head.

‘Check notifications.’

Since the situation was a bit serious earlier, I couldn’t afford to be distracted, so I hadn’t checked the quest completion notifications.

[Displaying unconfirmed notifications.]

[Quest 〈Get rid of, Clatie!〉 completed.]

[10,000 Cash Gacha Ticket has been awarded as a reward.]

[The Emperor is impressed by your logic and brilliance!]

[The Empress covets your wit and courage!]

[The Imperial Concubine is impressed by your opinion and feels proud!]

[The Grand Empress Dowager praises your intelligence and wisdom!]

[Minister of the Imperial Household, Count Cheshia, is amazed by your control and brilliance!]

[Imperial officials admire you!]

[Dawn Festival participants are paying attention to you!]

[Your influence within the Empire has greatly increased!]

[Additional rewards have been granted!]

[Would you like to check the additional rewards now?]

‘Yes.’

[Calculating additional rewards… Calculation complete.]

[〈Warmth of the Mythical Beast〉, 〈Tteokcarons〉 have been awarded.]

‘Wow, two additional rewards at once!’

This was a first.

[This is a reward for getting rid of Clatie, who almost choked me to death!]

[Please only walk the path of cider [a Korean slang term referring to a satisfying and refreshing resolution] from now on!]

‘She’s really consistent.’

Anyway, I was happy that she was giving me more.

‘But Tteokcarons…!’

Isn’t that the famous K-dessert [Korean dessert]!

I think I saw a French patissier say that Tteokcarons should be called Korean food.

To be honest, I’ve eaten a lot of delicious macarons here, but I sometimes miss Tteokcarons.

Is it because I’ve only seen them in pictures and haven’t eaten them?

I was curious what they would taste like.

‘Hehe, great. I have ramen and Tteokcarons.’

I should have a Korean food party later!

I felt good as I finished my bath and came out to find my brothers in the room.

My brothers naturally took the towels and combs from the maids.

I sat on the sofa, and Ixion pressed my hair with a towel while Ares began to comb it.

Zeon sat squatting in front of me.

“What are you doing, Zeon?”

“Pet me.”

“Was today hard?”

“Yeah.”

I raised my hand and stroked Zeon’s hair, and he narrowed his eyes as if he felt good.

“That’s all a show! He’s acting like that even though he’s fine!”

Zeon glanced at Ixion, who was shouting, and said.

“Jealousy is bad.”

“Ugh, that little…!”

At that moment, Ares smiled and leaned his face in front of me.

“Praise me.”

“Huh?”

What praise?

“You held back well in the Imperial Palace earlier. If there’s no reward, it might be hard for me to hold back next time.”

As Ares lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast deep shadows around his eyes.

“My sister said I have a terrible temper, right?”

Then he smiled.

Wow, it was amazing to see a usually kind person act like this.

“Ares seems like he’d be really good at picking up girls.”

Ares smiled and picked me up.

“I’m picking up my sister. Hurry up and praise me.”

Ares slyly offered his cheek.

‘Ugh, I really can’t win against him.’

I pecked him on the cheek, and Ares smiled languidly like a satisfied beast.

That’s when it happened.

Thud, the towel fell.

I turned to see Ixion with a shadowed face, shining with red light.

It was a face that would make others flinch, but I knew.

‘The shock was big.’

I petted Zeon and even kissed Ares, so it was understandable.

For the wounded Ixion, I held his hand and whispered sweet nothings until I fell asleep.

“Ixion is the best. Ixion is the coolest.”

“…….”

Ixion’s face, who was sitting next to my bed, softened slightly before hardening again.

Just praise isn’t enough.

‘Ugh…’

I pondered seriously.

Should I do this or not?

I’m already being teased about the cheesy lines from 5 years ago, so wouldn’t I be digging my grave even deeper?

But seeing my wounded youngest brother, my heart softened.

“For Lulu, a week has become 6 days.”

“…Why?”

“Because her ‘neck’ is falling off from waiting for Ixion.”

“…….”

Ixion was silent for a moment.

The corners of his mouth slowly began to rise.

“Geez, I’m speechless. How can a week be 6 days.”

Hey.

Lower the corners of your mouth before you speak?

“How long has she been waiting for me? Ha, geez. You like me so, so much, don’t you?”

“…….”

“I can’t let you live alone with a week that’s six days long, so I have no choice but to stick by you.”

“…….”

“I’m telling you again, it’s not because I like you that I’m sticking by you.”

“You’re having such a hard time waiting for me that your neck is falling off, so I have no choice but to be with you? Remember that.”

“…Uh-huh, okay.”

Whatever you say.

Seeing Ixion’s face light up, I felt a little annoyed, but I also found it cute, so I laughed as well.

I shouldn’t have done that.

Considering the aftermath that would follow, I shouldn’t have been spouting cheesy lines and laughing.

Chapter 24. Things That Are Finally Visible

“Did you hear the news?”

“About Lady Tarenka?”

“Lady Tarenka! She’s no longer a noble, and she can’t even use the name Tarenka.”

“Ah, should I say Clatie? I was really surprised.”

“I thought she was nice because she was polite when I saw her at the salon before, but who knew she was plotting such insidious schemes.”

“That’s why you can’t judge by appearances.”

These days, nobles gathered and talked about what happened at the Dawn Festival.

Newspapers and gossip magazines also featured articles about Clatie and Ruatisha on the front page.

Clatie, the endless fall of a championship contender.

The hidden true nature of a revered lady?!

A young lady thief who even stole her cousin’s clothes.

Is Lady Selando okay as she is?

Lady Paeraton’s wit in clearing her own name!

Lady Paeraton overcomes the crisis and becomes the sole championship contender!

The Imperial Palace is now calling for Lady Paeraton.

This year’s Grand Aurora is confirmed! Who will be Aurora’s partner?!

The Dawn Festival is an event that not only nobles but also ordinary imperial citizens are interested in.

The unprecedented situation that occurred at such an event caused a stir throughout the entire empire, no, the entire country.

“…….”

Marquis Tarenka folded the newspaper he was reading.

From the front-page article to the next few pages, everything was about what happened at the Dawn Festival.

It was a disgrace for the prestigious Tarenka Marquisate to be involved in such an unsavory incident.

‘But it’s all my karma [consequences of one’s actions].’

If I had kicked out Nicholas in time a long time ago, this wouldn’t have happened.

Who can I blame?

“Master, everything is ready.”

“Okay.”

Marquis Tarenka got up from his seat without delay.

Today, he had a very important schedule.

“Hello, Marquis Tarenka.”

Ruatisha spread her skirt wide and bent her knees in a curtsy.

Marquis Tarenka felt bitter inside at her polite greeting.

He wished she didn’t have to be so polite.

But what face did he have to expect a warm welcome?

“Thank you for inviting me, Ruatisha. This is a gift.”

It was natural for an invited guest to bring a gift, so Ruatisha accepted it without much thought.

“Open it.”

Now?

Ruatisha tilted her head but unfolded the rolled-up leather scroll.

Then a map decorated with gold leaf and jewels appeared.

“Wow, what a wonderful map. Thank you.”

It wasn’t just a polite remark; it was really pretty.

It was perfect for use as an interior decoration in the study.

‘I should tell them to hang it up!’

That’s what she was thinking when it happened.

“Take that land.”

Ruatisha raised her head at Marquis Tarenka’s casually uttered words.

‘Did I hear wrong?’

“Now that land is yours, Ruatisha. All the way to the sea in front of the land.”

Excuse me?

Ruatisha’s eyes widened, and her mouth gaped open blankly.

Marquis Tarenka unknowingly reached out to his granddaughter.

But his hand couldn’t reach Ruatisha.

It was because Zeon Paeraton snatched Ruatisha away.

Marquis Tarenka paused and clenched his empty fist tightly.

How many years had it been since he had faced his first grandson like this?

But the look in that grandson’s eyes was wary.

At that moment, Ares said with a gentle smile.

“My sister is shy. I hope people she doesn’t know well don’t touch her carelessly.”

There was a hidden edge in his gentle smile.

A stranger.

Yes, that was right.

The first time he had seen her was at the Imperial Palace the other day.

He hadn’t even visited her once in the meantime, so how could he act like a proper grandfather?

“What, were you trying to touch my cotton ball?”

Ixion frowned as he came down the stairs.

He stared at Marquis Tarenka.

“I don’t acknowledge you.”

“…….”

“You’re the grandfather of that bad person who tormented my cotton ball?”

Ah.

Everyone has grown up so much.

Marquis Tarenka looked at his grandsons without a word.

He didn’t know why he felt this way.

Wasn’t he the one who resented and ignored his grandchildren, who didn’t even smile at their mother and were the spitting image of the Duke?

But now that they were right in front of him…….

“Please understand, Marquis.”

Marquis Tarenka was awakened from his thoughts by the voice he heard from the side.

His grandsons were protecting their youngest sister and baring their teeth at him.

“…Of course.”

How could he blame those children?

“We’ve prepared refreshments inside. We have tarts with lots of spring strawberries on them these days. Mary made the custard cream herself. Mary is very skilled.”

“That sounds delicious.”

Marquis Tarenka smiled.

His heart ached as he looked at his granddaughter, who was easing the atmosphere and caring for this inept grandfather.

Marquis Tarenka flinched as he entered the tearoom.

The room was full of lace, frills, and stuffed animals.

There was a small table in the room, which was decorated entirely in pink, the same color as Ruatisha’s hair.

The Paeraton men sat at the table without a word.

Anyone could see that the table was made to fit Ruatisha’s height.

Naturally, the chairs were also low.

It must have been uncomfortable for the long-legged Paeraton men to sit there.

But the four men’s faces were calm.

The Duke of Paeraton even had his daughter sitting on his lap.

Marquis Tarenka sat down in a somewhat bewildered mood.

He felt like the maids would greet him with ‘Welcome, Princess.’

The table was full of all kinds of desserts, including spring strawberry tarts, madeleines, financiers, and meringue cookies.

Ruatisha’s eyes lit up, and Zeon, Ares, and Ixion took turns putting things in the child’s mouth.

“Lulu.”

Marquis Tarenka almost dropped his silverware.

How could such a cheesy nickname come out of the Duke of Paeraton’s mouth?

But no one was surprised.

The Duke of Paeraton wiped the cream from the child’s mouth with his hand.

That neat and ruthless man wipes a child’s mouth with his hand?

This was not the atmosphere of Paeraton that he had imagined.

“He’s not dry [unfeeling]. He may seem like it on the outside. But he’s not. Father, you don’t know anything about my husband or my son.”

He remembered what his daughter had told him a long time ago.