A very cute chapter, and a good break from last time, haha.
TL:Â Toasty
ED:Â Toasty
ãSo then, Flora was amazingly walking around happily, but Iâm happy she made sure not to step on the flowers.ã
ãFufu, as always, Eliasâ dream garden seems to be fun.ã
Daniel-samaâs wife, Anika-sama, like usual, distorts my stories. Today is one of the days I do my part-time job as the Vito estate. For the sake of Anika-sama being made to eat, I started to eat lunch with Daniel-sama a little bit before today.
Since I donât know table manners, I thought I would have an uncomfortable feeling, but because chances to eat a meal with the frail Elias at the dining room were rare, Anika-sama ended up saying that if I learned it, itâs fine. Because Anika-sama happily offered to teach me, I feel that at the very least, learning table manners is the least I can do. First of all, you canât drink soup while making noise. But, because during tea time, I would always end up making noise, I gave up.
Recently, the times Anika-sama lay down in bed decreased, and it seems she was eating three meals a day. Itâs just the garden, but she seemed to also be going out, and I felt her complexion was becoming better. Daniel-sama also seemed happy at that, I think, and because recently heâs been smiling, Iâm also happy.
ãThough, is it okay for us to hear about the secret garden youâre keeping a secret from Geordo?ã
ãSince Daniel-sama seems like heâll keep quiet, itâs fine. My fatherâ¦â¦ Iâm a little embarrassed to tell him.ã
Itâs the self-study garden I received permission from my father to use, so even if I talk about it, there arenât any problems. But, compared to the gardens my father makes, itâs shabby. At home, I donât get to talk about what kind of garden I can make.
For now, Iâll make as much as I can, and Ojou and the others will also be happy, but I donât have the self-confidence to ask my father to look at it.
ãI see. Itâs an honor to be selected as your advisor.ã
Daniel-sama softly smiled, so that I didnât feel ashamed. At times like this, I feel Daniel-sama is a gentle person.
ãUm, are my stories uninterestingâ¦â¦?ã
Because I can only talk about the garden, I was worried that Iâd be talking alone about it.
ãThe garden Isaac makes is interesting, so itâs very fun to hear about, you know.ã
ãThatâs right. Eliasâ dream garden is also wonderful.ã
ãT, thank you very muchâ¦â¦ã
There is no lie in Daniel-samaâs eyes, and Anika-sama who is properly listening to the contents even though she thinks theyâre a daydream story nods her head, and I feel embarrassed. Even though I say my thanks, I end up falling forward.
ãThatâs right. But, this isnât a thank you for a special story.ã
Around the time weâre drinking tea after a meal, the maids bring something for Daniel, but they donât give it to Daniel, but to me.
ãThis isâ¦â¦ã
Itâs a strongly bound, thick, book. The reason for its thickness is written in the title, and that reason causes my eyes to sparkle.
The title thatâs written is an illustrated reference book for plants.
ãItâs Isaacâs birthday this month, right? When I thought I should give something, Anika said this would absolutely be good.ã
ãAnika-samaâ¦â¦ã
ãElias likes books,right? With this, the flowers in your dreams will increase, right?ã
Anika-sama smiles as if joking.
I heard from Daniel-sama, that the stories that Elias liked were particularly adventurous ones. Certainly, he might have liked garden plants, but if she hadnât heard my stories, Anika-sama surely would have properly picked his preference.
She canât recognize again that Iâm not Elias, but I understand that doesnât mean my stories are entirely being disregarded, and feel happiness surge up.
Then, with the weight in my hands, I come to my senses.
ãIâm happy, but I canât accept this kind of expensive book!ã
I see. Although this book was bought for me, itâs expensive enough I hesitate. Even more so for a thick illustrated reference book. So, I would have to bring it to the library to have Ojou read it to me.
Recently, when Ojou is guarded by Chairwoman, she goes to the library where we have to be quiet so we donât fight. Iâm happy to be able to read a reference book on plants, and in an instant the time would end up passing by.
Even if Ojou says itâs fine to borrow it, because Iâm afraid of damaging the expensive books, I restrain myself. That level of expensive book, thereâs no way a commoner like me could receive it.
When I refuse, Daniel-sama was expecting my reply, I think, and smiles.
ãAre you happy?ã
ãOf course.ã
Because Daniel-sama and his wifeâs feelings are very happy, I only nod my head.
ãWe already have the same reference book in our house. If Isaac says he doesnât need it, then I can only throw it away, huh.ã [T/N: Smooth like butter lmao]
Being told that it would get thrown away, I was at a loss for words. Even of it was fine for Daniel-samaâs marquis house to throw it away, that doesnât mean itâs fine for a commoner like me.
ãâ¦â¦Daniel-sama, thatâs sneaky.ã
Thereâs no way I need it. If I hear that it would get thrown away, itâs the same as threatening me. Iâd become unable to refuse.
When I look at Daniel-sama with a little bit of a reproachful look, I was gently smiled back at.
ãIf it would make you happy, please honestly accept this kindness.ã
Trouble for several seconds, I gratefully received it.
ãDaniel-sama, Anika-sama, thank you very much. I will treasure it greatly.ã
I bow my head while saying my thanks to the two of them.
When I ask if itâs fine to look a little through it, since Daniel-sama gave me permission, I open the plant reference book to the appropriate page.
Iâm happy to see the delicate plant drawings are written down in detail, such as the origin of their name and their habitat. Iâm happy something like this is mine. I can read it any time I want to read it. Thatâs amazing.
During the time Iâm absorbed in reading, I donât know how Daniel-sama and his wife were looking at me. Around the time I lift my head, the way Anika-samaâs confused eyes met mine troubled me a little.
Several days later, in a flower bed where I hadnât finished replanting the summer flowers, I was working.
My father was renewing the lawn. Since we only replace the areas that have gone bad after inspecting them, even if there is a lot of space, my father can do it alone. Since he told me next year, Iâll be taught the inspection criteria for replacement, I silently do the work I was entrusted with now.
ãZack.ã
ãAwa!?ã
Suddenly something leaned on my back, and I fell forward on the shovel I was holding. I remember the arm wrapped around my neck, and look over my shoulder while calling his name.
ãNico.ã
ãAs usual, youâre simply working.ã
I was impressed at howâs able to not get tired of substituting a normal greeting. As for something showy about gardening work, I didnât even look for it. When itâs complete, itâs pretty, but as for the process, thereâs a lot of work that piles up.
Although, Nicoâs thoughts are also understood. In my past life, I thought the same thing about how every day I would only do the same work as a tofu seller. What in the world was so good about work that simply would never improve?
If itâs now, though, I understand the feeling.
ãIf Ojou is happy with it, then thatâs fine.ã
The garden of the Ernest house is for those of the Ernest house to enjoy. Iâm a gardener for that purpose, so even if the work is plain or uncool, it doesnât particularly matter.
My past lifeâs mother and father must have always been doing the same thing because customers would say it was delicious. Now, since Iâm aiming for my fatherâs work, thinking itâs cool, realize that my past lifeâs parents were artisans. Well, at the same time, I canât stand my past selfâs uncoolness for having defied something just by thinking it was unsophisticated.
Iâm still an apprentice, however, Iâve become a gardener, and I recognized I didnât mind what my surroundings thought of me when I had a clear purpose. In my past life, I didnât pay attention when my father would tell me anything, and when I got angry, the things I would say would go unexpectedly far.
ãHahaha, not only in dust, but heâs also covered in dirt, how unsightly! Lydia-sama, please donât approach this kind of dirtied person!ã
Yes, like that.
The boy who is Ojouâs guard, because his name is hard to say, I forgot it. First of all, Nico calls him so Pochi, so is it fine? Pochi, whenever we meet, always has to say something, but I donât particularly mind.
Rather, I feel the strength of the arm around my neck, and I calmed Nico down by patting his arm.
ãThatâs right. Ojouâs pretty dress will get dirty.ã
Without a feeling of denial, with a seeming smile I say that to Pochi, who becomes at a loss for words. Itâs different from the reply he was expecting, I think, but it canât be helped that I donât want to argue with Pochi, my coworker, and only replied in the way I thought.
ãâ¦â¦you, you, you arenât appropriate for Lydia-sama!!ã
ãYep.ã
After Pochi shows troubled attitude like heâs trying to squeeze out words, he points at me and yells in a loud voice.
I donât know whatâs suitable for her, but not just our social statuses are different, but because Ojou as a person is amazing, I simply nod.
At my response, Pochi, who seemed to be shocked, looked for words, mumbling ãUm, umã. Nico relaxedly separated from me, and making a fist in one hand, after he started making the sound of cracking his knuckles, I grabbed the back of Nicoâs collar to stop him.
To stop Nico from moving in Pochiâs direction, when I look Ojouâs way, she was keeping silent, biting her lips so she endures getting angry. Her cheeks are a little red.
ãOjou?ã
ãâ¦â¦! W, what is it!?ã
After I call her, a little after realizing it, Ojou lifts her head and looks my way. The conversation until now hasnât reached her ears, it seems.
ãNo, while Iâm keeping Nico in check, I want you to do something about Pochi.ã
When I ask it of her, Ojou who guessed the circumstances immediately hurls words at Pochi.
ãEric, again!? I said that Zack is my friend, didnât I? Refrain from making such statements!ã
ãYes!ã
Scolded by Ojou, Pochi bows and then stands diagonally behind her.
ãGeez, just the reply is fine.ã
Towards Nico who clicked his tongue, Pochi, who is standing where Ojou canât see him, sticks out his tongue. At the appearance heâs clearly not reflecting, Nico pops a vein. Compared to me, somehow or another, Nicoâs boiling point is low, huh?
In order to distract Nico, I ask him something weighing on my mind.
ãHey, Nico.ã
ãWhat is it?ã
ãOjou is feeling bad, isnât she? A short while ago, she was making a difficult facial expression and seemed to be pondering something.ã
At my question, Nico seems to be taken aback and makes an amazed facial expression.
ãâ¦â¦Itâs because Zack said that sort of thing right when he opened his mouth, you know.ã
ãMe?ã
What I said to Ojou, it was only asking about Pochi, but it was in bad taste, maybe? But, before that request, she already had an appearance of being worried.
ãAre you saying that itâs not good since itâs like tattling to oneâs?ã
ãItâs amazing you didnât notice until now after dropping that bomb.ã
ãWhy did you say something so dangerous??ã
When I tilt my head, Nico puts a hand on my shoulder in place of a reply. In the end, Nico didnât teach me just what the so-called bomb was. Just what in the world was bad, I thought we were only talking like normal.
However, if itâs a day that Pochi is guarding, we canât go to the secret garden. I donât have a problem if it leaks out, but since Ojou seems to prefer keeping it a secret, and Nico seems to have no intention to show Pochi.
ãThen, whatâs wrong today?ã
I squat down and meet Ojouâs gaze, and when I ask, Ojouâs gaze wanders, and then it drops to her knees, worried about something. Because itâs our usual exchange, I tilt my head without worrying.
When I motionlessly wait, Ojou tightly grips her hands on top of her knees, turning away.
ã~~if I donât have any business, I canât come?ã
ãNo? Since Iâm happy to meet with Ojou, itâs fine.ã
Because until now, Ojou came before she had something she wanted to report, I only thought it was like that this time, and didnât mind if even if she didnât have business.
Although I only answered itâs not a problem, Ojouâs face became red.
ãWhy did you have to say such an extra thing!?ã
ãWhat?ã
ãZack, your way of saying it is a problem, you know.ã
ãWay of saying??ã
Somehow, I was scolded. I received a suggestion from Nico, but I simply didnât understand what was extra in my reply.
To Ojou, whose face had turned red, Nico told her she did her best, patting her on the head and praising her, or perhaps I should say he calmed her down. Certainly, the tone was strong, but what in the world was Ojou persevering in?
Because Ojou got angry at me, I was unconcerned with Pochi holding back and glaring at me. Still, Chariwomanâs gaze was more sharply painful. If anything, itâs similar to the sulky look Johann would show when having a tantrum.
ãThatâs right, I also have something to give to Zack.ã
Calming Ojou to some extent, Nico stands up from the bench, takes something out from his pocket, and places it in both of my hands.
ãItâs a birthday present from me.ã
ãAh, thanksâ¦â¦ã
I was smiled at, and at the present I was given, trying to say my thanks though I was attacked at an unguarded moment. But, I look at the thing in my hands, and instantly was at a loss for words.
ãNico, this isâ¦â¦ã
ãBecause youâre a gardener, if you hurt your hands, itâs no good, right?ã
No, thatâs true, butâ¦
Certainly, becauseI do a lot of manual labor, itâs better that my hands donât get injured. But, the present from Nico, which had four metal rings, wasnât something I needed for everyday work.
No matter how you look at it, these are knuckles. [T/N: NICO WHAT]
I donât have plans to damage someoneâs skull, butâ¦â¦
Rather than the wooden sword that I bought on a school field trip, this present is more truly suited for combat, and I donât understand how I should reply. My friends in my past life couldnât buy a butterfly knife, and seemingly regretful they bought me a cheap all-purpose knife, but it didnât appear as a weapon to me. By the way, an all purpose knife is useful for camping. Particularly as a can opener.
Looking at the knuckles in my hand, I lift my head and look at Nico. Thatâs a big smile.
ãâ¦â¦Thank you. Iâll treasure it.ã
ãIf itâs fine with you, use them, okay?ã [T/N: Nico really wants to see Zack deck someone.]
I wonât use them. But, I think of them as something like a charm, and gratefully accept it. Without replying about how Iâll use them, I smile as a reply back.
ãNow, itâs Lydia-samaâs turn.ã
When Nico strikes my hands and calls out, Ojou is shocked, and her body freezes up.
After Ojou hesitates for a bit, she clears her throat a little, and points next to where Nico was sitting up until a little bit ago.
ãZack, sit there.ã
ã? Okay.ã
When Iâm told that with an intense stare, even though I donât understand her intentions, I sit down on the bench as Ojou said. Because there is a bench in the promenade for the members of the Ernest house and their guests, I wonder if itâs fine for a commoner like me to sit on it. Iâll have to wipe the dirt that sticks to it off.
After I sit, I wonder what her intentions are, and when I look at Ojou, she flinches when our eyes meet.
ãItâ¦â¦ itâs fine if you donât look!ã
ãEven if you say that, Iâll worry.ã
ãMouuu, close your eyes!ã
Since I ended up being scolded, I gently close my eyes. Next to me, somehow I can hear the sound of a deep breath. I wonder if sheâll do a prank with that kind of spirit in her.
When I wait motionlessly, after several beats, I feel something on my hair. With a bit of a ticklish feel, something gently comes and goes on my head.
Unlike my fatherâs roughness and my motherâs way of concealing herself, because the area is small, I donât immediately realize Iâm being patted.
ãOjou?ã
Realizing Iâm being patted, I ask for Ojouâs permission to open my eyes, and then look in her direction. Ojou, surprised, stops her hand, and seems to be about to pull her hand back, but ultimately doesnât pull her hand away from the top of my head.
ãZ, Zack is an apprentice, but even still, he does a good job, soâ¦â¦ happy birthday, I will straightforwardly praise youâ¦â¦ã
She says that, but compared to before sheâs patting her slightly more restlessly. For Ojou who kneeled down because itâs normally hard to reach if she sits normally, compared to me, her eyes are a little higher.
Somehow or another, this seems to be a birthday present from Ojou. I was only doing what I could do in front of me, but the truth is receiving something like Ojou recognizing me simply made me happy.
ãIâm incredibly happy. Thank you, Ojou.ã
ãâ¦â¦! Itâs hard to do, so donât look this way!ã
When I look up at Ojou and say my thanks, again I was scolded. I say I understand and nod, and look in front of me and close my eyes.
After that, for a while, Ojou pats my head until she stopped. Around the time it was over, when I open my eyes, there was a Pochi who seemed to be terrifyingly frustrated in my field of vision.
A few days later, Katherine-san called for me.
Because the days I had visitors were priorly announced, I wasnât thinking I would be meeting Ojou. Although, being called is rare.
ãUm, this invitation isnât from Lydia-samaâ¦â¦ã
ãIsnât?ã
ãThe guest.ã
ãHm?ã
At Katherine-sanâs hesitant explanation, I let out an inscrutable sound. I expressly canât think of a girl guest who would point me out. If itâs Nico, he does things at his own convenience.
Itâs someone of a higher class, Iâm certain, and because I was sorry for Katherine-san who summoned me, with Katherine-sanâs guidance, we went towards the part of the garden where Ojou and her guest are having tea.
ãIn accordance to your invitation, I have arrived.ã
Rather than confirm who the other person is, I immediately bow my head and say my greetings. Katherine-san, who finished her guiding of me, also gives her greetings, and bows.
More or less I thought it was better to receive permission, so when I keep my head bowed, I heard a sound of stifled laughter that seemed amused.
ãI see, youâre unexpectedly courteous.ã
The laughter mixed in with that voice is familiar, and when I unconsciously lift my head to confirm who it is, there is dazzling hair like sunshine.
ãâ¦â¦You, we met during the observation, right?ã [T/N: Itâs oddly distant with how itâs worded, but I imagine Leoâs just doing this because it amuses him.]
Understanding that the prince summoned me, I became exhausted. Ojou, who seemed to be silenced by Leo, with a delicate expression, was peeping at Leoâs amused seeming appearance.
His guard, Matteus-onii-chan, while holding back, seemed to lower his eyebrows as if weakening. As for Pomeâ¦â¦ she was chasing after a fluttering butterfly. Itâs probably time to be still, but sheâs free, huh?
ãToday is the only day I can give this to you.ã
ãGive?ã
When I tilt my head, Leo hands me a rose-colored bag tied with a white ribbon. Because the packing alone seems expensive, the coloration that seems like itâs clearly a girlâs is too strange, and I make a confused expression at Leo.
ãItâs from Flora.ã
ãElena?ã
At my puzzled facial expression that I made, when Leo answers, thereâs a sound. When Leo turns in the direction of the sound, Ojou, whose posture with both hands on the table as if about to stand up, stopped.
Realizing weâre looking, Ojou reseats herself, and clears her throat.
ãThere is no problem.ã
Because Ojou encouraged him to continue, Leo explains the situation.
ãFlora, who knew it was Isaacâs birthday, said it was also a present as thanks for the other day.ã
ãWhy did Elena know?ã
ãI consulted her about your present.ã
Leo replied nonchalantly, but I donât simply why he would know what to give me. Then, even if he consulted Elena, she wouldnât know what I liked, right?
Even in my past life, for something like my birthday, I used it as the excuse of buying something she wanted. For example, I said she had to dress well, and finally she used the hair cream I bought her.
Thereâs something that you can poke fun at, but first of all for the purpose of confirming the contents, I undo the ribbon. The thing that appears on the inside, is a pure white teddy bear with mismatched green and pale yellow eyes.
What should I do with this?
It seems expensive, itâs too fancy, itâs something thatâs terrifyingly difficult to deal with. If I hold it directly, it will immediately get dirty, so I hold it while keeping it in the bag.
ãSince I helped make it a little, more or less itâs also from me.ã
ãWhatâ¦â¦ do royalty take lessons in sewing?ã
ãItâs that sort of thing.ã
Turning towards that smiling face, I, who was originally making a subdued facial expression, immediately narrow my eyes.
ãâ¦â¦Iâm not happy.ã
ãAhh. If itâs given from me, you donât seem happy, so I took advantage of Philly.ã
I donât need that kind of offensive. If thatâs the case, if youâre going to give something, choose an alternative.
Leoâs face is dreadfully dazzling, so itâs physically painful on my eyes. His face has no ill will, but Iâm getting the feeling heâs amused. I think Leoâs has a good character.
ãWell, thanks.ã
ãIâll also convey that to Philly.ã
Because Iâm grateful for the mood of having it celebrated, when I say my thanks, he replies with a smile that reaches his eyes.
Once I tried to put the teddy bear back into the bag, I felt a gaze. When I trace its origins, Ojou is staring steadily at the bear.
ãOjou, do you want it?ã
ãT, that isnât it.ã
Because she likes cute things, I thought sheâd like it, but she turns away and denies it. Then, why were you looking at it?
While putting the bear back the way it was, I remembered something.
ãThat reminds me, are you preparing to go observe again this month?ã
Leo said he didnât have the chance until today, but in the plan I received as a letter there was one more day after today. Even if itâs during my birthday month, that time is fine.
When I raise my question, Leo smiles brightly.
ãItâs around the corner, but there arenât any future troubles.ã
I donât understand his answer.
I understood he was thinking of something, but Leo doesnât seem to have any intentions of saying anything further. In the end, I didnât understand the meaning of Leoâs words.
Seemingly looking for some to agree, Leo turned to Ojou, but Ojou didnât know, and so she only turned her head away.
Until the matter of the bear was finished, it was left in the employee waiting room. I was preparing to go back to the house, but this time when I arrived, I realized a card was there.
That night, before I slept, as according to the card on the bear, I poured a little wind magic into the magic stone used for its eye.
There, both eyes of the bear faintly shined.
[Youâre laaate, you kept me waiting!]
The bear talked.
ãElena. Youâll be a nuisance to the neighbors, so keep your volume low.ã
Although I did exactly as written, I was a little surprised something really happened, but rather than that, I cared more about the volume of her voice that was too lively.
[But, even if itâs this much distance, it should be fine. As expected of a magic circle of Roy-onii-sama.]
Elenaâs voice, while one stage softer than before, was full of pride. I can easily imagine her making a self-satisfied look, and amazed, my eyes half-close.
ãYour stupid amount of magical power is also appropriate.ã
[What do you mean stupid!? If youâre going to compliment me, do it properly, you know!]
ãYes, yes, youâre amazing, youâre amazing.ã
I wasnât putting my heart in it, Elena complained through the bear, but I do think itâs amazing.
The magic stones used in this ber are Elenaâs two elements, wind and light magic mixed together, and like a receiver, with a tiny amount of wind magic used, Elena is notified, and if she uses her mixed magic, she can communicate through it. The important thing is itâs like a phone.
ãHowever, how did it come to this?ã
I understand the function, but the structure is too much of a puzzle for me, ad I poke the bear with my finger.
[When I told Roy-onii-sama there is something I want to do, he thought of a magic circle. The sound with wind, and with light, a sensation of soaring, so maybe itâs like a light phone.]
ãLeo being able to include the structure into this with that fluffy explanation of yours is amazingâ¦â¦ã
Because Iâm bad at hard things, Elena says, she entrusted that much to Leo and only mixed in her magic. Because even before she wanted to make a magic tool, around that age, being able to make a magic circle as she wished is strange. Itâs in weird places he shows just how high-spec of a guy he is.
ãSo, why a bear?ã
If thereâs only a stone that a magic circle was placed in, it would function. Although, why was it done in the form of a stuffed animal is a great question. Because even if itâs only a magical stone, itâs very valuable, so ultimately I would still hesitate to receive it.
[That is, itâs cute, you know? If itâs this, even if I have it, itâs natural, right?]
ãItâs unnatural for me.ã
The image of me being old enough to know better and talking to a bear, if someone like my mother saw it, it would be too embarrassing.
I questioned Elenaâs insistence that it was natural, but she didnât seem to take notice of knowing my circumstances.
[In any case, now itâs possible to have a phone call twenty-four seven.]
ãCalm down. You and I arenât available twenty four hours a day.ã
Because I donât have a liking for carrying around a bear for a phone, Elena also will have to leave it in her room. I have work, and Elena also should have lessons like Ojou. At night is roughly the only time we can talk.
[Minor details, so itâs fine! Apart from that, from now, properly contact me, okay?]
She said not begrudgingly, but itâs already become somewhat bothersome. I donât have anything I want to particularly talk to Elena about.
[Respond!]
ãI get it. Geez, what kind of problems are you sending over?ã
Set about by her overbearing response, when I donât talk to Elena but complain more, a sulky voice mutters out from the bear.
[â¦â¦so, we canât simply meet like Roy-nii-sama and Onee-sama.]
At Elenaâs unexpected speaking of her mind, my eyes widen. Although in the past world, we were brother and sister, I wasnât thinking I could miss someone to that extent. Something like the princess being unable to meet the common people, itâs natural.
Facing the talking bear, I understand sheâs become sullen, and force a smile that says thereâs no helping it. I understood the feeling wouldnât be passed down, but I pat the bear on the head.
ãI wonât forget to contact you.ã
[If you understand, thatâs fine.]
ãThank you for the present.ã
[Youâre welcome.]
Although the bearâs facial expression doesnât change, itâs interesting that I understand somehow or another what kind of face Elena is making with only her voice.
[â¦â¦Which reminds me, Isaacâs voice coming from the bear reduces its cuteness by half, what are you going to do about that?]
ãI donât know.ã
Elenaâs rudeness towards me absolutely doesnât seem like it will change.
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