Chapter 18

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And just that, three days have passed since then.

For three days, Evan took a sword class and left the room before I even woke up, and came in only after I fell asleep. I had to say that I rarely see his face.

On the surface, nothing has changed, but strangely, his expression became dark. So, I am determined to have a proper conversation with him tonight.

“Hello.”

A young woman with red hair drooping down came to my room and greeted me cheerfully.

“I am Serena Morristo. I’m going to be the doctor for the Little Lady’s daily condition from today.”

“We’re going to have a doctor’s appointment.”

“My alias is Serena Morristo. Then, you’ll be able to tell right after you see my name.”

Sven… you’re a good worker.

“Thank you, Serena.”

Maybe it’s because of how things are working out, Lisa didn’t catch up either. Evan was out for sword training every day, so only Serena and I were in the room.

Serena clung to me and laughed and said in a low voice.

“The guild leader asked me specifically. I heard you’re a VIP customer, so I should take care of you.”

Of course. How much money did I spend there?

“Is Serena a real doctor?”

“No.”

Serena blinked proudly.

“I don’t know much about medicine. I’ve seen a few simple books by cramming.”

“But how did you get through the interview?”

“The Duke doesn’t know much about medicine… and I passed a prestigious medical academy diploma, a license, and a mountain of recommendations.”

“Oh, my.”

“Of course, it’s all counterfeit.”

“I-is that even okay?”

“It’s unusual for our guild leader to move this far…but I really don’t think Miss Laria’s going to be able to help me.”

It’s not that he likes me, but he must have liked the answer I gave him last time. If he read the board, he’d be curious about the situation of Duke Icard, but he’d want to use me well instead.

“So, what am I supposed to do, Miss Laria?”

At the same time, Serena asked in a cute way with her green eyes.

“The duke will keep asking about my condition.”

“Well, that’s right.” Serena answered ponderously.

“For now, there is a condition that no one could know about Miss Laria’s condition.”

It is a natural condition because I had to be on a deadline that no one knew about.

“He said he’d open my throat if the rumors spread. Oh, I’m scared…it didn’t sound like a joke at all.”

“I’m sure he’s not joking.”

“What?”

“His jokes are scarier.”

“…I see.”

Serena sighed and continued.

“And he said, “Don’t bother telling her, but go to her regularly and report to me about her condition”.”

Everything is just as I had expected.

“You can’t give Duke Icard your heart easily…”

In the end, Duke Icard was using a doctor’s note to watch over me, rather than curing my illness.

“Oh, he’s still asking me to check on Miss Laria and give him the results.”

“Maybe that’s the final interview.”

I smiled arm in arm. “Go and tell them that I have a rare disease called ‘Garbic lung disease,’ and I’ll be out of this world in six or seven years because of complications.”

“What?”

“It’s hard to use any medical terms, but I’ll try my best. Though adding that is not going to be easy.”

“Oh, using such a huge lie?”

“He won’t be surprised. And make sure to tell me what his reaction was.”

I think the Duke’s expected response was, ‘Don’t try to fix it, just report the status.’

“But isn’t Miss Laria already sick?” Serena tilted her head and asked.

“Hmm?”

“If you’re sick, there’s no way you can buy a title under a borrowed name, so…”

“It’s complicated, but you’ll get used to it. Don’t be surprised if I cough and vomit sometimes.”

“Then, I really don’t have anything to do here, do I? All I have to do is pretend to try.”

“Yes.”

“Oh, my God.”

Serena clapped her hands as if she liked it so much.

“It’s a very comfortable mission.”

She then smiled and pulled her hair back.

“So, I’m sure I could have a relationship here, and I see a lot of people who look pretty good.”

“If you would like.”

I answered in a gentle manner but gave a slight look of nervousness because it wasn’t what I had expected.

“My hobby is dating.”

“Oh… I see.”

I realized that she was a pretty sensual beauty. Her clothes were quite colorful to match the large features of her body.

“If you have a man you like, please tell me secretly. I’ll help you with the secret meeting.”

“P-pardon?”

“That’s what my area of expertise is. It’s not medicine, it’s secret meeting. Leave it to me.” Serena blinked her eyes.

No, no matter how sneaky you are, I never thought you’d add this character.

“I-I’m married…”

“It’s a lie, isn’t it?”

Serena spoke calmly.

“Study shows that aristocrats that have a relationship will cheat on each other. That’s what ninety-nine percent of the social circle says.”

Yeah… the original story is, in a way, unfortunate. Evan wasn’t a good husband, but Elanie was married anyway.

‘It’s a mess. What kind of person is the writer anyway?’

The writer’s pen name was Devil Cat.

No matter how hard I think about it, it was definitely a bit strange, that is so unlikely for its cute pen name.

Of course, none of the readers criticized Elanie because Evan was like a side character, which was no good for her. And such a phenomenon would likely to occur a lot because divorce is not possible under Imperial law.

It should have been kept in mind that this is an entirely different world, not the modern society that I have lived in my past life. So, affairs are different from my common sense, even though my parents would make me marry as much as I don’t want to.

“You’re always welcome if you have any questions about men. I’m a professional on those kinds of topics.”

Serena smiled confidently at me.

Sven… you got the right person for the job, right?

In any case, I could not move freely, so I felt comfortable in many ways only when I could control the Vestian Information Guild people.

“Hey, Serena.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

“I have a message for Sven.” I said it like a punch.

“The last time I walked around the city, I smelled something burning in the building behind the café.”

“What? The scent of burning? Behind the café?”

Serena’s expression became serious.

“Yes. Tell him he’d better take a good look.”

“Oh, yes!”

“Since we have a good relationship, I’m worried that something bad might happen.” I made a gentle expression and said softly.

It’s a story about Seymour and Sven.

This is also an anecdote between Seymour and Sven, but it should be all right if I borrowed it for a little.

“You could just let it go, but there’s nothing wrong with being careful. As you can see, I’m not free from fate, so each and every one of you is precious.”

“Oh my…” Serena gave me a slightly moved look.

Then, it was time for her to smile shyly and hit a decisive hit.

“So, it means Sven and I…are very precious to you.”

Excuse me, can you put up some captions? ‘Laria (fourteen), sent from another world, excels in her acting,’ affirmed by the writer.

As expected, Serena answered seriously, holding my hand.

“Oh, my… thank you so much for your concern.”

Sven’s mother lived in the building behind the café. And downstairs, a strange wizard who was crazy about experiments recently moved in. Therefore, Serena deserved to make an unusual expression.

In fact, in the original work, a building really exploded because of that wizard.

Sven, who lost his mother to it, was described as briefly lethargic.

‘Maybe Seymour is going to Sven by now.’

So, Seymour, who was in contact with Sven to buy the Hanua estate, suffers a little. But now Seymour will find it easy to purchase land without any problems.

‘This is… well, I didn’t mean it, but it’s gonna be good for Seymour.’

She felt bad because he looked like he shared some of Seymour’s wealth, but she paid off her debt neatly.

Basically, it was right to give a heads-up because it was to save a person, but it was also to show off a little.

‘You’ll soon think of me as a benefactor.’

If so, I will do my best even if I have to do more things than necessary. I needed to be firmly intertwined with Sven anyway.

If I can mobilize a guild of information at my disposal, it’s like giving wings to a person like me.

I am sent here in a very bad condition, a narrow range of fortune, a weak body, and no ability.

So, ‘Surviving with a sense of conscience and impudence!’