I Live With My Villain Uncle

orful, rainbow-colored box the size of a fist greeted him.

 

Something crumpled and weak in all natural colors seemed to be folded into colored paper.

 

There was only one unfaithful person in this house who could make such a flimsy, trivial, and unsightly thing.

 

“I wonder if the Miss left it…?”

 

No one in this house would have put something like this on this desk.

 

Gerard, who swallowed the latter words, also looked down at the box with curious eyes.

 

Will that thing be the savior to break this atmosphere or not, he wondered.

 

As Kassel lifted it roughly and shook it, there was a light knocking sound from inside.

 

He didn’t exert much effort, but when he opened the box, which was already half crumpled, a flower brooch made of layers of red and bright yellow lace was revealed.

 

It was similar to the brooch that all the servants, including Gerard next to him, have hanging on their chests.

 

Except for the fact that its size is double to theirs and has two overlapping colors.

 

Ah, also the ugly cardboard box.

 

The expression of Gerard, who had suffered all sorts of grievances over a brooch he had received as a gift from the Miss all day, brightened first.

 

That one, that must be the one.

 

“The Miss must have been late preparing the best present!”

 

Kassel, who had been looking down at the box for a while, murmured.

 

“Gosh, who cares? What can be liked about this crap.”

 

But why are the corners of your lips slightly raised?

 

Gerard thought to himself and added another word instead.

 

“It’s also much larger.
Isn’t the overlapping yellow just like marigolds?”

 

He showed his wit to take out the information he heard from Zenda one day.

 

Thanks to that, the corners of Kassel’s lips stretched even more.

 

“With this kind of thing.
She gave it to everyone.
Ah, come to think of it, did you get the box?”

 

“No, I didn’t get it.
Wouldn’t the Miss make it only for the person she thought was the most precious and wonderful?”

 

Gerard defended Aika with all his might.

 

Kassel fiddled with the flower brooch for a while before he set it down on the side of the desk.

 

“Enough, report.”

 

The corners of Kassel’s mouth rose as high as the sky unconsciously, and soon the atmosphere changed.

 

Gerard secretly clenched his fists and cleared his throat before starting to report.

 

“We have finished checking everything, even the fragments of the carriage.
Excluding the 38 who were dealt with, 7 are still in pursuit.”

 

“None of them have spoken yet.”

 

“Yes.
Except for those who were tortured, everyone committed suicide.”

 

“Suicide, as if they had been waiting.
That’s not even funny.
Find more.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“And… hm, what is it.
If you’re not busy, go to Peanut and tell her to get ready to go to the Imperial Palace tomorrow.
If she’s late, I’ll drop it and go.”

 

Gerard blinked in surprise.

 

The topic change was so quick that it almost came as a surprise.

 

“You’re going to the Imperial Palace tomorrow? All of a sudden? What about the overdue work?”

 

“What do you mean all of a sudden? I was originally going to.
I put it off because I was lazy.”

 

“…Ah, yeas…”

 

Gerard slurred his words and pulled out the wrinkles on his forehead.

 

“What are you doing? If you’re done watching me, move quickly.”

 

“Yes, I’ll be right back!”

 

“When you’re done, do your thing now.
There is no need to be back.”

 

“Yay, thank you!”

 

Gerard, who was even allowed to leave in an instant, quickly left the office, wondering if he would change his words.

 

***

 

Uncle, who seemed like he wouldn’t take me to the Imperial Palace, told me to prepare to go to the Imperial Palace through Gerard yesterday night.

 

Fearing that Uncle would change his words, I had been begging Zenda to prepare in advance since then.

 

The next morning.

 

As soon as breakfast was over, I packed the letter and handfuls of candy into the round little yellow bag Zenda had prepared and I finished preparing.

 

And when Uncle called, I ran straight to his room.

 

“Uncle, I’m here! It’s so pretty, isn’t it!”

 

As soon as I opened the door and entered the room, I said, “tada!” and showed off my dress.

 

Although Uncle didn’t even look this way, I even turned around.

 

Nevertheless, Uncle, who didn’t look up, had his legs slightly bent even though he was sitting on the end of the table.

 

“Are you going to a party?”

 

Ah, he obviously didn’t see it, though!

 

“No.
But I want to wear the prettiest thing.
There are beads here too.
Pearl!”

 

I showed the beads tightly studded with a pale yellow lace dress.

 

How is it, how is it? Very pretty, right?

 

“Why is the bib that color.”