CH 49
Fakes Don't Want To Be Real
Then, when Psychke refused to deny it, the crow let out an incomprehensible scream and flew up. He didnât even care that the bracelet on his head was rolling on the floor.
â Kaaaaaaaagh!
Psychke felt so sorry because there was nothing any more to say. She stared in vain at the black feathers which fluttered in the air.
[Kaak! Kaak! You cheated on me! You cheater! You bastard! Arenât you coming right away? Hey! Hey!]
She thought he was simply talking to himself out of anger. Surprisingly, after a while, a yellow-eyed crow came in through the open window.
[Uh, cookies.]
The fluttering crow was nowhere to be seen. As soon as Crow appeared, he charged towards the chocolate cookies stacked like a tower. Croa, who was angry to the end of his head, hit him with his torso.
â Kaack!
Two black lumps tangled in the air fell and to the floor.
[What are you doing without manners?]
[Manner? What manner? Hey! The princess is breaking off her marriage with father!]
[Uh? What is that?]
[What? What is that youâre talking about? What do you mean whatâ]
The venomous Croa pulled out the feathers of the Crowâs wing with its beak. At first, Croa, who was only defending himself, began to counterattack as if he was getting angry. Unknown black feathers fluttered in the air.
[You heard that My Lord is canceling the engagement?!]
[I didnât know they were breaking up!]
[Thatâs the sound, stupid!]
[No way!]
ââ¦Hey, guys?â
She doesnât know why they were fighting but she just wants to stop them. It would be miracle if she wouldnât be hurt by their beak with her small as bean body.
âStop itâ¦â
Psychke stopped the two crows from fighting. Not even his seeds were eaten.
[You! Why! That was a lie!]
[What am I?!]
[That you canât see the princess once father cancels the engagement! The Princess! Here! You canât!]
[What?]
Surprised, the other Crow stopped moving. Taking advantage of that gap, Croa climbed on top of him.
[Bad guy! Bad guy! Why are you lying, you bitch-]
Kwang!
âWhat are you doing?â
The door opened violently. Croa stopped moving at the cold voice dripping in the cold air. It had a bunch of black feathers in its beak.
âWhat are you doing?â
The voice asked again.
Footsteps.
The sound of footsteps was ferocious, as if reflecting an angry mind. Croa, who hurriedly came down from the top of the Crow, prostrated himself at the appearance of a reaper from hell.
âI know you did something wrong.â
Verndia glared at the two trembling crows. Both were very ugly with their featherâs half-plucked. He hadnât originally intended to come in like this. But the princessâs room was so noisy that it could be heard from outside his mansion. The bracelet that Croa dropped was caught on the shoe that crossed her room. He frowned as he recognized at a glance that it belonged to the princess.
âIs it not enough to make a fuss and even steal?â
âI gave it to him.â
Psychke hastily intervened. She was sorry because it seemed she was the reason why the two crows fought, but she also couldnât let them get scolded for a misunderstanding.
âI promised to give it to you at the maze.â
ââ¦. Clear the mess up and get out.â
Swipe, swipe.
Looking at him, the two crows diligently began to tidy up the place. They collected the scattered black feathers and swept them away. Then Croa, whose volume was reduced by half, muttered in a sullen voice.
[Dad, no brother, no lord, if you break off the marriage, the princess canât be here anymore?]
âHmm?â
[Thereâs no more Princessâ¦]
Verndia stared blankly at Psychke. He raised one eyebrow and let out a suspicious voice.
âI remember saying that I would break off the engagement, but I donât remember saying that I would kick her out?â
âItâs not like that, itâs because you donât seem to know that if we break up, I have to leave-â
âWhoâs like that? That if we break up, youâll leave?â
ââ¦. Pardon?â
âI think I said it. But it would be frustrating if I canât see you.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âWhy, are you going somewhere after our breakup?â
Verndia, who laughed lightly, crouched down to make eye contact with her.
âWhere will you go though?â
She couldnât say anything to his purple eyes which seemed burning and was about to swallow her. In fact, she hadnât even decided on her destination, but even if she had, she wouldnât have been able to tell.
âTell me. Yes?â
He said, âTell meâ, but why does it feel, âIâll burn itâ? Her face became hot. Psychke averted her eyes. Stuttering with sudden shift of emotions, she barely blurted,
â⦠I havenât decided yet.â
âArenât you saying youâre not going?â
âAfter breaking off the marriageâ¦. I think it would be a little weird to stayâ¦â
[Then you donât have to break off the engagement, Princess!]
âWhatâ¦â
Psychke was momentarily taken aback and was speechless. And Verndia, looking at her like that, saw a certain hope in her.
âHmm.â
In the past, he would have said he would break up the marriage right away, but her reaction was different. He thinks he might have to tweak it a bit better. He has already used swordsmanship as an excuse, so what should he do⦠Wait.
âAre you sure you talked to Croa just now?â
âAh, yes. Because Croa gave the Suinâs blessing. He didnât say it because he said he would say it to youâ¦â¦â
She likes to change to topic, so she explained herself in a hurry. Psychkeâs voice faded. It was because Verndia was glaring at Croa with his murderous eyes.
[Hihihi!]
She forgot what to say as Croa threw away everything he was cleaning and ran away through her window. Even so, he couldnât get far and was summoned by Verndia.
***
âHa, Croaâ¦â¦â
At the sound of his deep breathing, Croa, who was standing upright with both wings, trembled. Verndia touched his forehead.
His back hurt. (TN: Come on, I will massage it for you, ehehe.)
If he does something like that, shouldnât he report it in a hurry? He realized why Psychke had become smaller.
âThe powers of the two gods collided within her body. Because the god that Suins worship is not Vicente. It must have collided with Vicenteâs superpower.â
He thinks he has said several times that hi body isnât like this. He didnât listen this time either, so Psychke decided to go along with his words.
âI heard that the duke also received it. Did the duke get smaller too?â
âYou said everything. I didnât get smaller, and my gender was⦠tsk.â
He frowned and sighed.
âYou know, it hurts. Anyway, I guess Iâll have to go to the High Priestess to solve it completely. I hear youâre a bit busy these days.â
Verndia said that he would put a message in the temple, and that it would be better to repair the artifact he used before and use it temporarily until he heard from her.
âLetâs ask Lia. By the way, I heard that the servants almost stepped on the Princess.â
Verndia pushed his forehead playfully. She did as he said. Wandering around alone in her tiny body, she was almost stepped on several times by his employees who didnât and couldnât see her.
âI canât even see her well because she is small as rat. Why is she walking around like that?â
âRatâ¦â
âWell, I understand. Itâs frustrating to stay in her room because of her body now. So, Iâve been thinking about how to solve this situation.â
For some reason, Verndia laughed mischievously.
âFirst, she always hangs out with someone. Whether itâs me or that crowâ¦â
âItâs okay. You are uncomfortable because of me.â
âI am not uncomfortable.â
âI feel uncomfortable.â
âHmm. Then there must a second way.â
Unexpectedly, Verndia moved over without pushing her opinion, even though he felt sorry for her. In a way, she seemed to be enjoying herself.
âWhat is the second way?â
Why did he look like that? Psychke only found out after a few days. It was the beginning of the ordeal.
* * *
âI do not like it.â
Seeing what Cecil had brought, Psychke shook her head. The trembling of her body was a sign of her disgust.
âBut Princessâ¦â
Her words were apologetic, but her expression didnât. Her eyes twinkled like a beast preying on her prey.
âWouldnât it be better to be rattled than stepped on?â
Jingle.
The little bell she was holding made a clear sound. Psychke backed away abruptly, like a man who had seen something he couldnât see.
âI do not like it!â
âButâ¦â¦.â
âIâll just avoid them.â
Psychke said without breathing.
âI absolutely hate it.â
The second method the duke said was like this! The first would have been better. Itâs not even a cat, what the hell is that?
âI will never wear that.â
However, the idea disappeared after only a few days.
âOoohhâ¦â¦!â
It was through the hallway. It was good to avoid the lady-in-waiting who came with her laundry so tall that she couldnât see her. However, the lady-in-waiting tripped and fell. She was fortunate enough not to get caught on her body, but her laundry washed over her.
âThere are people here!â
Her thick laundry ate away her cries. Psychke was carried to the laundry along with the laundry the lady-in-waiting was carrying, and barely managed to get out after tearing the laundry with her sword just before falling into the water.
âForgive me!â
Her maid, who became her contemplative, bowed her head.
âNo.â
She felt sorry for tearing the laundry that shouldnât have been torn, so Psychke apologized as well.
But, it didnât end there.