I Shall Master This Family's
93

Chapter 93

My daily routine has been pretty simple lately.

Come to the Pellet Company three times a week to receive reports from Clerivan as planned.

For the rest, I went to the Palace to see Perez or to gather with my cousins.

Aju looked around the square casually today and stopped by Pellet's office.

Violet, who was sent to help due to something busy happening in the Gallahan Clothing Store, was also waiting for me at the office after a long time.

"How was the last wheat purchase in the South?"

"Yes, we have good grain from Sussew and far south of the Empire, so we can buy it at a good price."

I nodded without saying much.

As I remember that southern agriculture experienced a good harvest that had not happened for several years.

Clerivan, who was looking at the unhappily surprised repercussions, asked me in a half-hearted tone.

"Do you know?"

"What?"

"That the South will get a good harvest this year."

You're smart.

But I shrugged and put an expression on my face that I didn't know what he was talking about.

"I'm not a fortune teller, how do I know that?"

"But just a moment ago, the reaction was..."

"It was because I believed early on that Clerivan, Violet, and the competent staff of the Pellet Company would do well."

"Well..."

The corners of Clerivan's mouth crept up by my sudden outburst of praise.

He hurriedly closed his mouth, which had twitched a few times, but I could see everything with my sharp eyes, so it was useless.

After all, Clerivan was very weak in praise.

I let Clerivan like that calm down for a moment and asked Violet.

"Do you know anything about Top Red, violet?"

"Yes, but nothing special.I'm sorry."

Violet offered a thin report and said with embarrassment.

But I shook my head.

"It's not Violet's fault. Top Red hasn't done anything so big anyway."

From the start I didn't expect much detailed information about Top Red, a company that appeared later this year.

"You've done a good job knowing this much, Violet."

Violet must be weak in praise as well.

I could see her pure white face turning red.

So I decided to give him more.

"You're very good at everything I ask for, so I'm a little bored because I don't have anything to do."

"Well, that's.thank you ..."

"I'll try harder too."

Violet became more red, and Clerivan answered meaningfully.

"And Clerivan."

"Yes, Miss Florentia."

"Louryl took Clerivan's gift on her way to the East. Send someone to the mansion from the office and get it."

Over the past few months, Louryl has made a long journey to the East, home of her mother, Mrs Dillard.

He bought me gifts, my father, and Clerivan, but I couldn't give them to him directly because I was watching them.

They were half-siblings, but there did not appear to be a good relationship between Clerivan and the Dillards.

"Yes, Miss."

After pausing for a moment, Clerivan nodded in time.

He said it didn't matter at all, but I knew.

Clerivan, who I have observed, is a much more caring person for his sister, Louryl, than he thought.

I greeted Clerivan and Violet one last time before returning to the mansion.

* * *

I got off the train and went to the park and walked a little bit instead of going straight inside the house.

After the drama of Vestian's affair and Shananet's divorce passed, the mansion became as peaceful as ever.

No, it's actually so peaceful that I'm a little bored...

"Hiks! Hicks!"

I heard a child crying on the way to the pine park.

This familiar voice is Craney.

Sure enough, Craney was hugging something and crying as he sat by the trees.

"Why are you crying again?"

He raised his head buried in his knee to hear my voice, and Craney's face was swollen.

It was covered in tears, a runny nose, and her hair was sweating.

"Huh! Tia, Tia..."

Craney, who found me, ran and hugged me.

And he began to cry solemnly with more grip.

"Ohhhh!"

His crying voice was so loud.

So I checked the stuff that Craney was holding.

"That's a book? The book I lent you yesterday?"

But the condition of the book is a bit strange.

"Why is everything ruined?"

Taking a closer look, it was not just a simple scratch.

That shredded bookshelf even had many black footprints, as if someone had stepped on it.

"I'm, I'm sorry... Tia..."

Craney's cry grew louder as I checked the condition of the book.

I even bought it from scratch with the intention of giving it to Craney.

I don't care if the book is broken.

But the same traces in Craney's books and shirts are eye-catching.

I want to know who he's fighting, but it's not a trace of someone his age.

It was clearly a large footprint, like an adult foot.

"Who made this?"

ask me while pointing to a large footprint.

"I, this... Belsachs..."

He's been a little quiet lately.

When I checked on Craney's condition, Craney's arm was bruised.

"Tell me what happened, Craney."

"Well! I was, I was reading a book myself but..."

"But?"

"Eh, Belsach came and asked... What a book it is, yes! So. I, I said it belonged to Tia!"

It's hard to understand because of the crying, but this is the whole story that Craney describes.

"You mean you're reading your own book. Belsach came, and he knew that the book you were reading was mine, and he just tore it up?"

"Ugh..."

"And you tried to stop him and this happened?"

"Ugh..."

"Belsa! you brash ass!"

There was an emotional feeling I hadn't felt in a long time.

"He beat up his little cousin because he had nothing to bully?"

No, he was the one who beat me up like that in my previous life.

Younger Craney can't be okay.

"Your brother! What did Astalliu do?"

"Well, he's just on the side ..."

"He's an idiot! Your brother really!"

As I began to heat up in frustration, Craney started sobbing next to me again.

I can't believe his brother just stared at him while this little boy was trying to protect the book.

She must be sad.

But I intentionally spoke firmly.

"Stop. You cry a lot so stop. Stop crying."

"... Eh."

Craney frowned at my words, closing his lower lip.

I explained calmly to Craney, who looked a little calm.

"Craney, how much do you think this book is worth?"

"Hm. I don't know ..."

He had not bought anything personally, so it was no wonder he did not know.

"i bought this book for four silvers. How much pocket money do you get each month?"

"1 Gold."

Maybe Laurel and Ronnett just gave some of Craney's pocket money.

"Yes, then you can buy this book with your allowance, so you can buy a new book and give it to me. It'd be better than you just apologizing."

"Huh, but..."

"You don't have to hurt yourself with things like this. Did you hear me?"

"Yes..."

"It's important to protect what you think is important, but the most important thing is yourself."

Whatever he was thinking, his eyes that had not dried up, flickered several times towards me.

For eight-year-old Craney, I gave him a little harsher advice.

"Listen, Craney. You're Lombardy. You are also a pretty good Lombardy. Lombardy doesn't just sit and cry when she's angry. We're getting revenge."

"Vengeance...?"

"Yes, revenge. That's right."

I have absolutely no intention of letting Belsach make this kid look like this again.

Belsach and Astalliu, an expert in troublemaking.I believe that I know more about themselves than they know.

Of course, even his weak point.

"But Craney, you're young, so I'll avenge you this time. But you shouldn't cry like this from now on. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yeah! I understand!"

I patted Craney on the head and turned to the person who was listening to us.

"Grandfather."

At my call, my grandfather, who was hiding half behind a dense pine tree, walked out.

"Well, how do you know that?"

Grandfather covered his face as if he was hiding.

But I don't smile at Grandpa like that.

Grandfather, who realized that I was very angry, checked Craney's condition and furrowed his brows.

"I want to ask you something, Grandpa."

"..Tell me."

"Please let me take Craney out for a minute."

"Hm? That all?"

Maybe he thought I'd say, 'Please rebuke Belsach'.

Grandpa looked surprised.

But I didn't mean to say such an easy request.

What grandfather could do to Belsach was scold him loudly, or ban him from going out for a week.

Not a fair punishment for making Craney like this and daring to tear my book apart.

As promised to Craney, I'll take care of Belsach myself.

"Where are you going?"

Grandfather asked curiously.

"I'll feed him something."

I replied while pointing at Craney who wiped away the tears with the back of his hand.

"Well, of course ..."

I immediately grabbed Craney's hand and returned to the carriage I had just left.

The place I brought Craney, of course, was Caramel Avenue.

"Here, eat this. I want you to eat a lot and grow up."

I said as I pushed the milk and chocolate cake in front of Craney.

Unlike Belsach, who was a short-tempered male, I knew that Craney was the tallest among my cousins.

"Hehe. Yep!"

Craney, who had chocolate in his mouth, smiled with his puffy eyes

Aju handed the napkin to Craney to wipe his mouth, and a bit of a special conversation sounded.

"What do you mean, you're not going to renew the monthly rental contract?"