I Live With My Villain Uncle

as also high, and it seemed that even with the windows closed, I could smell the sunlight and the smell of grass.

 

I reached out my hand to catch the white cumulus clouds that were eagerly following us through the window.

 

“Does Uncle work in the imperial palace like Mom?”

 

“No.”

 

“Mom went to the Imperial Palace every day, though.”

 

“Because she was the Prime Minister.”

 

I suddenly became curious.

 

What happened to the place after Mom was gone?

 

“Then who will do Mom’s job now?”

 

“The old man is in charge temporarily.”

 

I jerked my head away from the window.

 

“Grandpa?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Then isn’t Grandpa busy too?

 

Grandpa asked me to come and he would play with me anytime.

 

Come to think of it, there were times when Grandpa wasn’t there when I woke up in the morning, but he would still show up after a while if I looked for him.

 

Grandpa seems to be someone who can work faster than Mom.

 

“Then can I see Grandpa today?”

 

“I’m sure you will.”

 

After hearing that, I wished the carriage would run faster.

 

#2.
I Made a Friend.
Pretty and Kind!

 

We arrived at the Imperial Palace, which was gold and white everywhere.

 

Uncle got off first and I jumped off the carriage before he could even drop me off.

 

The large necklace jingled against the buttons.

 

Uncle opened his axe eyes for an instant, but I escaped with a, hehe laugh.

 

Then, holding on to the hem of Uncle’s clothes, I opened my mouth wide and tried to capture the palace at a glance.

 

“Uncle, it’s very big here.
Isn’t it?”

 

“Then follow me well.”

 

“Yes.”

 

I grabbed his clothes and followed him eagerly.

 

Uncle has long legs, that’s why if I don’t follow him quickly, I’ll miss him instantly, yet today he was strangely slow.

 

The golden necklace sparkled in the sunlight.

 

Because of this, people passing by seemed to stare at me once in a while.

 

“Uncle, it seems like everyone is looking at me.”

 

“A walking peanut must seem strange.”

 

“I think it’s because of the necklace, though?”

 

“If you go quietly, no one will look at you.”

 

I pouted at those words.

 

“Uncle, why are some people wearing white and others wearing black?”

 

“It’s because each of their workplaces is different.
Well, to put it simply, departments that meet a lot of outsiders, no, people, wear white clothes.
The ones who do physical labor a lot are wearing a dark green uniform.”

 

Instead of Uncle, Gerard kindly informed me.

 

“Ah, Mom wore black.
Like Uncle, the gold rope runs like this.
Ah, and she wore white sometimes too!”

 

“Yes.
Most of the people who work in the Emperor’s Palace wear black.
She probably wore white to events or large gatherings.”

 

“I see.
It’s interesting.
Is there a yellow one too?”

 

“I’m not sure.
I don’t know about that.
Will they wear it at events? When I find out later, I will be sure to tell you.”

 

“Thanks, Gerard!”

 

Uncle walked through the halls of the palace and had several conversations with people in black uniforms.

 

After a while, he entered the large door following the guide to come inside.

 

“Uncle, where are we?”

 

“This is where you wait before your audience with His Imperial Majesty the Emperor.
I will be waiting here.”

 

“I’ll be waiting here too, Miss.”

 

“Zenda too?”

 

“Yes, the nice people inside will take care of you.
Miss, see you later.”

 

Uncle told me that originally, we could go in together, but today, he asked me to see him separately.

 

“Yeah, then see you later!”

 

When Uncle and I went somewhere alone, another short hallway came out.

 

I grabbed the tip of Uncle’s little finger and asked.

 

“Uncle, it’s difficult to meet His Imperial Majesty.
Isn’t it?”

 

“It’s because your legs are short.”

 

“T-They’re not.”

 

As if on an adventure, we passed through corridors and several spaces, and finally arrived at the meeting place.

 

Various snacks and food were already prepared on the table.

 

Even though it was indoors, there were many flowers and a large harp and musical instruments on one side.

 

The person who escorted us said that His Imperial Majesty was still taking care of business and that he would be a bit late.

 

His Imperial Majesty the Emperor was just like Mom, who was always busy.

 

At Uncle’s urging not to get into trouble, I walked around cautiously.

 

By the time I looked around, the door that had been firmly closed opened.

 

“Even though I set aside time in the morning, I was delayed.
I’m really sorry.”

 

It’s His Imperial Majesty the Emperor.