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Chapter 124 - The Composed Him and the Flustered Me

Upon arriving at the townhouse, Leonhard introduced Mireille to the caretaker couple. The house, usually quiet and cool, became surprisingly bright with just her presence.

The affable Mireille quickly hit it off with the caretakers, getting excited over rumors in the royal capital and talk of alchemy. Seeing her like that warmed his heart.

And then,

When he announced, "She will be living here from today,"

"Oh, my!" Their eyes lit up, and they began preparing the room next to his. It seemed they understood without him having to say a word.

He really wanted to tell them, "We plan to marry someday," but…

He still couldn't find the courage to say those words.


Mireille, on the other hand, wanted to rush to Ariel’s side immediately.

But…

"Before that, let’s get you properly dressed to enter a noble’s residence."

He took her to a shop that was clearly for nobles.

(Th-there are no price tags!? My shop has clear pricing!)

As Mireille shrunk back nervously, the shopkeeper’s eyes sparkled.

"A woman who frequents the residence of an influential noble." That condition alone was enough to get them fired up, and they began assembling a complete set of outfits for her, from everyday wear to shoes and undergarments.

At the next shop, her skin was polished, her hair was styled, and a full set of cosmetics was purchased. While Mireille was in a fluster, Leonhard waited, spreading open a newspaper.

"I’ve been out of touch with the current situation for a while. There’s plenty for me to read," he said with a cool expression. Just sitting there, he was eye-catching.

He was beautiful, the way he sat with his legs crossed, reading the paper. Even passersby turned to look. Some even tried to talk to him, but he politely but firmly turned them away with a smile.

(He’s so alluring even with his clothes on!?)

Then, he suddenly smiled at her through the mirror.

(…! Are you really sure you want to be my boyfriend!? I don't know what to do anymore!)

Her heart pounded so hard she thought it would break, and she just couldn’t keep her composure.


When they returned to the townhouse, the caretaker couple’s eyes went wide.

"My… you’ve become so beautiful."

(…I-I’ve really become ‘beautiful,’ haven't I!?)

Seeing Mireille standing dumbfounded in front of the mirror, Leonhard smiled gently.

"Well, the clothes you had were chosen by Kyle. I wanted to be the one to choose for you."

He said this, deliberately pouting his lips.

(…But the cost…!)

"It seems my hobby is to enjoy dressing her up, so let me pay." His grin made her heart skip another beat.

"There’s still so much more I want to buy… But for now, getting you clothes appropriate for Adrian’s house is what’s important."

Those words brought her back to reality, and Mireille gave a small nod, "Yes."

"…I want to see her soon."

"Yes. Let’s go as soon as we hear from them."

And a few days later. A message arrived from Adrian.

"Ariel has passed the critical stage and can now have visitors."