The Villain’S Daughter-In-Law Is Inherently Powerful [EN]: Chapter 12

‘Oops, I should compliment the chocolate pudding before eating it!’

Not only Jeff, but even the other chefs were subtly moving closer, pretending not to listen while clearly perking up their ears.

I cleared my throat with an ‘ahem’ and patted Pompom, who was diligently following me. Then, I enthusiastically launched into my compliments.

“Melt-y and whee, slide-y!”

As I raised both arms high, people who had been smiling at my cuteness shifted their gaze to Pompom.

– The sensation of melting the moment it touches your tongue is like sliding down a velvet carpet on your belly!

Perfect! How can it understand my words so perfectly?

“Sweet-y and bitter-y, devil want-y.”

When I nodded with a serious expression, people once again turned their attention to Pompom.

– The sweet yet moderately bitter taste prevents it from being too rich; surely even the devil would be begging for a bite.

Pompom’s tone was mechanical, but it was easy enough to understand the meaning.

“Oh, to receive such high praise again…!”

“Frankly, the head chef struggled to bring out the flavor of the pudding due to the lack of cacao beans.”

“The Little Lady recognizes and appreciates his hard work.”

Some chefs, seemingly moved, put down their ladles and wiped away tears.

‘I wonder why they’re so touched….’

For now, I decided to finish my compliments.

“Caramel-y and choc-y bake-y, crun-chy. Doo-doo-doo run-ny!”

– Moreover, you baked it with a mixture of caramel and chocolate syrup at the end. The sugar crunched as it raced through my mouth.

It was exhausting to strain my pronunciation every day, except when I was with Grandfather.

‘Over time, my throat and tongue start to ache.’

Some days, my throat would swell as if it were paralyzed.

But Kiraxus’s invention was truly admirable, understanding everything perfectly even if I spoke vaguely.

Having finished my molecular-level compliments, I stretched out my fluffy forepaw as much as possible to create something resembling a heart.

“Today best-y!”

Thank you for the chocolate pudding. Promise to give me something delicious tomorrow too!

With that meaning, I sent a wink, and Head Chef Jeff staggered, bending at the knees.

“Hngh… Hoooong!”

Then, he started crying!

I widened my eyes in surprise. Even John was as surprised as I was, his mouth agape.

However, the chefs nodded as if they knew why Jeff was wailing like that.

“Ah, those were days of oppression….”

“It’s not our fault that we lack ingredients….”

“The heirs always say it’s not tasty and that it’s only fit for pig beastmen!”

“Leaving it! Throwing it in the trash right in front of us!”

“The ingredients are too precious… Ugh, ugh!”

The chefs standing nearby covered his mouth, as the last words were something that shouldn’t be said no matter what.

I tilted my head, feeling the heavy atmosphere in the kitchen.

“Some…one pudding, throw-y?”

Which tiger-striped jerk! Threw away! Pudding! Not knowing how grateful they should be in this time of great famine!

“Who! Who!”

Unknowingly, I asked while huffing and puffing, and the chefs rolled their eyes with troubled faces. They had poured out their emotions, but when asked ‘who,’ it seemed difficult to point someone out specifically.

“…Then, okay. Dead pudding where-y?”

– I want to mourn the death of the pudding. Ah, poor pudding…….

Ah, right. I haven’t turned this off yet.

I tapped Pompom’s head twice again to turn it off.

Meanwhile, the chefs, who were looking at each other, glanced at the trash can next to the head chef. They couldn’t say it with their mouths, but they were showing it with their whole bodies.

“John!”

“As you command, Little Lady.”

Thump, thump, thump.

With just three steps, the large John arrived in front of the trash can.

I almost burst into tears as I looked at the remains of what used to be pudding.

‘They threw away that delicious thing! That!’

Even in front of the chefs who made it?

“The heirs seem to be very dissatisfied with the meals these days.”

John also said a word, as if he was dumbfounded.

‘Of course, as heirs of a great noble family, they don’t need to scrape every bit from the plate.’

Even if commoners are starving, nobles, especially great nobles, still live comfortably.

But wasting such precious ingredients when they clearly know what the situation is like outside… it wasn’t right.

Their potential to become the head of the family is withering away.

‘Besides, saying it’s only fit for pig beastmen is racism.’

I looked at the dead pudding with sad eyes and clasped my hands together to pray.

“Next life in my mouth come-y. World best-y eat-y.”

“Haha, we are all comforted that the Little Lady understands.”

In fact, this is something that can’t be reported to the head of the family or complained to the Duchess. The two are too busy to recognize that one of the heirs is acting mean, and they are also too far above.

‘But I, who am still a child, am different.’

Besides, I was the one who had the right to choose the head of the family among the heirs.

In other words, a little power player!

“Future also this happen-y me tell-y. I this kid marri-y no.”

When I made a firm expression, Head Chef Jeff blew his nose and nodded.

‘Hmm, is this a good thing for me in the end?’

Now those people will rely on me because I am the closest channel to report their grievances or frustrations.

“John, heirs how many?”

“There are a total of ten. But currently, seven are residing in the Heir’s Residence.”

“Three where go?”

Some time later, after getting all the snacks and receiving all the affection I could get, I came out of the kitchen and asked what I had been wondering about.

Because the situation on the front lines was so urgent, I wasn’t properly studying yet, nor was I learning about the family to prepare myself as a daughter-in-law.

So, I didn’t know exactly how the Dribryane family was running right now.

“The Dribryane family tree is complicated, so it may be a bit difficult to explain… but one is currently at the Military Academy.”

“Military Acade-y?”

“Yes. His father, Dean Glans, recognized his son’s talent and sent him to the Military Academy dormitory.”

Ah, if it’s the Military Academy… then it must be Dante.

John didn’t say his name, but Dante is the only one with the swordsmanship talent to be sent to the Military Academy.

“Another is a prince. He is a species that requires a special environment to grow, so he is in the Imperial Palace.”

“Shark…?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

The Imperial Family of the Holy Empire is Sethesia. In other words, they are narwhals [a type of whale with a long tusk].

The Imperial Family of the Magic Empire is Helicoprion, which is a toothed shark [an extinct shark with a spiral-shaped tooth arrangement]. Sea animals should be in the sea after all.

‘If there is only one child among the Dribryane heirs who is not a saber-toothed tiger… it’s Yuri.’

The future Crown Prince, Yuri Yerevan Helicoprion Dribryane.

I nodded and asked John another question.

“The last one?”

“The last one is the Crown Prince of Rithenium, an allied nation of our empire. He cannot come here because he has to support his country. He will probably give up his rights to the succession soon.”

“Ah-ha.”

“I have never actually seen him either. But his younger brother, the second son of Rithenium, is here.”

Well, if he’s not the eldest son, it’s better to inherit Dribryane than to live and die as an unknown prince.

‘Oh, but… Rithenium?’

That’s a very familiar surname.

Surely, in the latter part of the original story, Geld, the male lead number 1, clung to the female lead, begging her not to leave him.

“Are you telling me to marry an albino beast?”

But that was then.

As if waiting for it, a very, very spiteful boy’s voice was heard from the front of the hallway.

“When the head of the family said he chose an albino, I thought he was joking.”

“…Greetings, Young Master Geld.”

“Yes. I heard that you became that thing’s escort knight. How did a proud bear beastman end up like that?”

The boy, trying to make eye contact with John and straightening his back, had bronze hair. His sharply raised eyes and bronze pupils revealed his origin.

I scanned the arrogant brat and was shocked.

‘Geld? Is that really that Geld?’

The very guy who told Raheen not to leave him, saying he would do anything, and offered her a whip with both hands?!

In the original story, he was clearly described as having a sleek body that was very beautiful and an extremely submissive personality.

He was in charge of relieving the stress of the saintess while being trampled on by her…….

Geld Anton Rithenium Dribryane.

His pervertedness was beyond imagination.

But now-

“Just kid-y……”

Good heavens.

I chuckled as I looked at Geld’s chubby, rosy cheeks. Geld, who was a prince who didn’t know anything about the world, was full of pride and self-esteem that a boy of that age would have.