Reincarnated As The Only Son (18 years old) Of The Arrogant And Wicked Marquis Family. - Chapter 37: Elena And The Letter.

Elena And The Letter.

“I wonder if I could have that seat?”

It was after school when Elena uttered these lines. We entered a restaurant owned by her father.

The waiter showed her to a private room in the corner of the second floor, which might have been VIP seating.

“Ehh, What is this place?”

“It’s invitation-only seating. I’m just using my father’s connections, so it’s not something I’m proud to say.”

“Is it okay to use it without permission?”

“Of course not. He gave me permission.”

“Woww…”

The room was clean and spacious. Expensive-looking vases and framed paintings. Good quality chairs and tables.

It was a room designed for business meetings.

“Do you want to order something, Beret? They are not going to charge you for any order for this table.”

“That’s another great system…”

“You can’t make the invited guests pay, can you? Here you go.”

“Th-Thank you.”

After explaining, she handed me the menu list with both hands.

Elena possessed a certain peculiar charm, but her appearance was very much like that of a countess.

“Uhmm, I’ll have a cup of coffee, then.”

“What? Is that all you want?”

“Yes, that’s all I want. I don’t want to keep the waiter busy by ordering too much, and I can’t leave the food prepared at home.”

“…”

“No, what’s with that ‘Uwaa~’ look on your face?”

“D-Don’t say it like that. I was just thinking, ‘Well, here comes the same guy as usual.'”

When I snapped at Elena, who was silently thinning her eyes as if she wanted to say something, I saw her answering with her eyebrows twitching.

“You are really mature, aren’t you? You are trying to keep the waiter busy by withholding your order, but you are so good at covering it up by saying, ‘I can’t leave a meal that’s prepared at home.”

“I wasn’t really trying to do that.”

“Fufu~ Liar.”

It was completely obvious, even though I was going through it with a blank expression on my face.

Elena, her purple eyes gently narrowed, smiled at me and then called for the waiter.

Then, after ordering coffee and tea, she spoke to me again.

“Oh, by the way, you didn’t bring Shea with you. I thought she would come with you.”

“Ahh, I invited her. I did invite her, but she turned me down with a smile, saying she had work to do.”

“Ara… Is that so.”

“Judging from her usual behavior, she would say, ‘I want to go!’. But when she has work to do, she definitely puts that first.”

And that too, without feeling any remorse.

I wondered how many maidservants were really capable of the same behavior as Shea. I could say without a doubt that only a few could do it.

If only they could do it too, they would be able to temporarily be away from their work.

“You didn’t try to talk her out of it. I’m sure you could have wrapped it up with something like, ‘Let’s go for a break.'”

“I won’t overturn Shea’s decision with a command. I don’t think it’s a good idea to spoil her too much.”

“What do you mean by spoiling her?”

“I’m sure you know, Elena. Shea, as you know, is a very serious person who doesn’t know how to slack off. If I take away her work, I think she will lose sight of the meaning of her existence. She would be like ‘You would be fine If I wasn’t here.'”

The more pure people were , the more sensitive they were. Shea, who took her job as a maid of honor very seriously, could be thinking this way.

“Shea is a very serious person, so she could be thinking this way. That’s what I’d expect.” (Elena)

“Well, because Shea has a belief like… the more you move your body, the more you can serve. The reason for this is that she doesn’t seem to understand the logic behind something like, ‘Just being next to you cheers me up.'” (Beret)

“Hmm. I’m sorry that I’m saying this with a serious face, but it’s surprisingly embarrassing that you’re saying this.” (Elena)

“I-It’s fine…”

What she said was true.

I was embarrassed by Elena’s grinning face, but in my heart I knew the cause of this.

Maybe, but it’s Beret’s fault that Shea turned out this way… Because he had been power-harassing her a lot back then…

It was Beret who was unreasonably angry with her every day before his own reincarnation.

From Shea’s perspective, she would have had no choice but to work hard and show him how hard she was working so that Beret would not get mad at her…

Unfortunately, this was the only way to explain this.

I really couldn’t get over the fact that she still adored me despite this past.

“She is a very nice person, and I am very proud of her. I know it’s obvious, but she’s my friend too.”

“Of course I understand.”

I’m Beret now. From now on, I want to create an environment in which she can grow and expand so as not to give her a hard time.

“Ah, yes, yes, yes. As a friend of Shea’s, I have to say that I think you showed too much of your taste in that gift.”

“What taste?”

“The yellow hair clip. I passed her in the cafeteria today and she looked about two years younger than usual because of the way her hair was.”

“Ahh, ahaha… That one…”

After I presented her with the gift, I suggested a hair clip that would prevent her hair from appearing on her forehead, but she would not budge, saying, ‘I prefer this spot because Beret-sama for the first time put it on me.'”

As a result, she went to school like that.

“I have no complaints because she’s very pretty, and I don’t mean to interfere with your taste, but don’t you think it would be better if she didn’t have to make her face look more like a child’s face?”

“No, it just turned out that way… I don’t have that kind of taste.”

“Hmmm.”

If she was thinking while making a pause, she was definitely suspecting me.

“This is the part where I want you to believe m…”

“You know, they say that men like young girls. I think you like younger girls too.　Miss Luna is not younger than you….”

“No, I’m not particular about it.”

“Then.., i-is it okay if som-someone is the same age as you?”

“It’s natural, isn’t it?”

“i-it’s obvious…?”

“Yes. But do you not think so, Elena?”

“Fuufuu~. I won’t tell you.”

“What’s that?”

“Fufufu~. I guess it’s fine…”

The attitude of Elena suddenly changed from a pouty one to a bashful one. Then there was a knock on the door to the private room.

Elena said, ‘Come in,’ and the waiter slowly opened the door and brought in the coffee and tea we had ordered.

The waiter and Elena bowed and the waiter quickly left with a smile on their face.

“…Why don’t you take a look at the letter from my father while you’re at it. I think it’s a good time.”

“I see. I’ll do that then.”

I, following her urging, took out a wax sealed letter from my bag and nervously faced her.

And when I slowly opened the letter and read through the contents inside… I couldn’t help but make a wry face.

“Wh-what’s with the difficult letters… I can’t read this…”

“Oh, it’s probably because my father’s handwriting is so good. I can read it for you if you like. I’m used to that kind of writing.”

“Really? Then I’ll ask you to read it for me.”

I really appreciated this prompting. It would be easier on my heart to have her read it to me.

“Well, I’ll translate it softly for you since it’s in hard text, okay?”

“Thanks.”

“Then let’s get right to it…”

With that preface, Elena began to read aloud.

“I hope you are well. I’m sorry if you are confused by my sudden letter. My son, Alan, was very helpful the other day. My son told me about his consultation with you and I found you to be a great thinker. Also, my daughter Elena has been talking about you lately…. I’m NOT!”

“Hmm?”

“What an idiot! It’s nothing…”

“Uh-huh?”

Elena, who for some reason turned red in the face and suddenly became angry, cleared her throat with a small cough and began to read the rest of the letter.

“Cough. …I would love to speak with you once… I will arrange a carriage for you. The date and time will also be arranged for you. Please reply to my daughter, Elena. This is what it roughly says…”

She slowly put the letter down and made eye contact with me, her cheeks puffed out. She seemed to be dissatisfied with something.

“Don’t ‘roughly means’ me. You skipped over something, didn’t you?”

“I didn’t skip anything. …If you’re so skeptical, why don’t you read it?”

“You know I can’t read it…”

“Then trust me.”

“Well, sure.”

“That’s all right. …Now, let’s have a drink and we’ll hear your answer later, shall we? Okay?”

“O-okay…”

I looked at Elena, who blinked repeatedly as if somewhat restless and rolled her eyes, and naturally I thought.

Let’s analyze the letter later….

It was Elena who reacted in a way that showed that she definitely skipped over it.