The Struggle of a Weak Aristocrat in a Different World C48
The Struggle of a Weak Aristocrat in a Different World C48: Alone with Mist in my room (2)
What should I do……?
Mist won’t scream unless I do something crazy. So, I have plenty of time to think about it. There’s no need to be in such a hurry.
In the first place, how would she signal her accomplice? Plus the way she entered was strange. It was too unnatural to leave with luggage that could fit one person, even though they had brought it in. If the guards stopped and checked the inside, it would be over. Besides, my room was on the second floor. I don’t know if it’s possible to get someone into the luggage and lift it up…….
No, even if he could, there was no way he could do something as dangerous as climb the stairs with Mist in his luggage. I suddenly approached Mist and took a closer look at her to make sure my assumption was correct.
Mist’s cherry-red, fluffy, yet still smooth hair was shiny and beautiful, and I wanted to touch it.
“Hey, what do you think I’m doing?”
“No, I’m just thinking how beautiful your hair is.”
“You can touch it if you want, but you’re going to have to take responsibility.”
Mist said with a grin.
“That’s right. I think I’ll call you Chris from now on. Or should I call you sir?”
“You’re a worthless person.”
As I apologized, Mist spat the words out in a sultry tone. If I do something wrong, she’s going to make me marry her for some reason. I have to be careful. It’s a shame, because she’s cute enough that I’d like to marry her right now if I could just get rid of her status and personality.
That said, it was worth a closer look earlier. It’s just as I thought. There was no dust on her. If she came mixed in with the luggage, it would not be surprising if there was dust in her hair and clothes. She said that she came in with the luggage, but that was a lie. Perhaps she was trying to give me the illusion that she could call someone at any time so that I wouldn’t try to silence her.
The moment she is about to be silenced, Mist will either scream or be killed, both of which would be bad options. Well, if she can’t call anyone, maybe I can trick her. Even if I can’t fool her, I can tell her that I’m going to the bathroom, and after I go out of the room and burn something, I can shout “Fire!” and she will leave the room on her own. It’s easier said than done, though.
“Hey, Mist. Do you have any keys around here?”
“No? I don’t think so.”
“Would you mind stepping aside?”
“I don’t want to.”
I got a harsh answer from Mist, who didn’t respond at all to my request and didn’t move from the top of the bed, it seems she’s hiding something. Let’s just turn the blanket around to see what’s underneath…….I grab the blanket.
Mist hurriedly tried to hold the blanket, but it was too late. I quickly turned the blanket around and found a maid’s uniform and a mask on it.
“I see. So you disguised yourself as a maid?”
“Oh, no. I’ve been found out. But it doesn’t matter. If you try to talk me out of it, I’ll just scream.”
It’s because today is the first day that she was able to disguise herself as a maidservant and come in. As the days go by, no matter how many disguises she uses, her identity as Mist will be revealed, so this is the only day she can enter my room in this way. Furthermore, Mist knew that I wasn’t in a position to call anyone, but I’m sure she’s a little nervous inside.
“No, I’m not going to do anything to stop you from talking.”
It’s too risky.
“Chris, you’re so sweet. Will you accept my request while you’re at it?”
“I haven’t done anything yet and you already call me Chris?”
“Don’t worry about the details. The only difference is whether it’s early or late.”
It’s hard to believe that I seem to be steadily on the path to political marriage with Mist.
After a short pause, Mist opened her mouth.
“At any rate, I can’t leave unless you accept this request, okay?”
“I’ll have to consult with my vassals before deciding to join the Count’s family, so I won’t make a decision here, but I’ll consider it.”
“Yeah, I guess so. That’s fine for now.”
I don’t know if it was the anxiety of being silenced or the scarcity of the possibility of never being able to enter the room again, but it seems that the Japanese people’s traditional strategy of “I’ll consider it” was successful.
“I’ll go home then.”
At Mist’s words, I felt a fanfare of joy ringing through my entire body.
“I see! Have a safe trip!”
“I don’t like it, but whatever.”
Mist expressed her displeasure at my unconcealed joy, but she didn’t care much and quickly began to put on her maid’s uniform over her uniform as she prepared to leave. When she was done, she turned around before putting on her mask and opened her mouth with a mischievous smile.
“Oh, yeah. Chris.”
“Is there anything else I can do for you?”
“Make sure you talk to your retainers about the engagement.”
“……We’ll look into it.”
I was a little shaken by the sight of Mist in her attractive maid’s uniform.
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