The Baby Raising A Devil's

The Baby Raising A Devil's
Chapter 61


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Then he said to the officer who was with me.


"I'll order the dress in red."


"I was the first to see it…"


All the dresses in this place were produced in small quantities.


This is an early product made just for display. Customers can not buy it directly because they have to choose the design, color, fabric material and decoration.


However, it is usually polite to choose something else if someone already holds his or her clothes first.


Said the girl while frowning. "I told you I ordered first. So you can choose another."


Then came a middle-aged woman.


"Eugenies?"


"Mother!"


"What the hell is going on?"


"I ordered first, but she complained that she saw it first."


The middle-aged woman observed my face and dress.


"Please surrender. Eugenie and I were invited to this year's flower festival. Wouldn't it be better if the dress was exhibited in a more glamorous place?"


The dress I was wearing was so innocent that they thought I was not someone who could attend the flower festival


"I'll go to the flower festival too."


"Yes, I understand your wish. But you can't lie."


"No, I'm really—"


"Hey, how can you reply when an adult speaks? You have no education at all. How did your parents teach you?"


When Eugene's mother put on a stern expression, Eugenie laughed.


"Grou."


"Sir."


On time, Henry and Isaac approached them. There's Melvin behind them.


Melvin looked at both.


"Mrs Lyon, are you here to buy a dress?"


"Yes, because my Eugenie is going to play the pipe organ at the festival this time."


His face was full of pride. Wrapping his daughter's shoulders, he laughed and said to Melvin.


"I'll pay the bill in summer—"


"What, what's wrong with your expression?"


Isaac, who cut off the woman's words, looked at my face.


My face looked sour because the woman was talking about my education and my parents.


Henry raised my bangs and looked at my face.


"You must be in a bad mood. What's going on?"


The two narrowed their brows and looked at the mistress of Lyon and Eugenie.


Melvin asked the officer who was always with me, though,


"What's going on?"


"Well, that... They're both fighting over each other's dresses."


The employee who pointed towards Eugenie and me with both hands, continued,


"The woman in the yellow dress here holds the dress first, and Lady Lyon who ordered first. Lady Lyon told her to yield to Lady Lyon…"


Melvin was startled and ran towards him, then he started to suppress the employee excessively.


"You should have handled the situation first!”


"Not that, I can't think fast because I was startled by Lyon's mistress, she suddenly scolded the young lady about the family's education and even the elderly…"


As soon as he heard the story, Isaac's face quickly turned scary. I quickly pulled on his waist because I thought he was going berserk.


"No, no, no! She's a Lady!"


I'm upset by what happened before, but I can't let Isaac be a scoundrel who threatens women.


I desperately tried to stop Isaac as Henry said,


"Isaac."


Hearing Henry's low voice and I hugging him, Isaac gritted his teeth and calmed down.


"Isaac? I've heard that name somewhere.Holy shit!"


The muttering woman stood up in panic and covered her mouth with both hands.


"Son Duke Dubbede! And he uh. aah, he's…"


Their reaction was the same as Melvin's.


Even after being reborn several times, when I introduced myself, people's reactions remained the same.


'Fake.'


Although my holy power increased, the prejudice that I was fake was embedded in their minds.


The woman smiled awkwardly and said,


"I did something disrespectful. I made a mistake because I didn't know, so please forgive me generously. My son will choose different clothes."


"Mother!"


Eugenie shouted, but Lady Lyon said, "Shut up!" with his mouth, as he pulled his daughter's arm.


"Of course." Henry nodded his head gently.


'Luckily Henry was a rational person.'


To be honest, I was a little worried that he would go berserk like Isaac.


But she just stood still and looked at her mother and daughter, hand in hand, choosing a new dress.


"Isn't this good too? My daughter's skin is white, so she'll look pretty in a dark brown cloth."


".... Aye." Yeah."


It was then that the mother and daughter were about to choose a design and call an employee.


"We'll buy it." Said Henry.


The woman looked at Henry again and pulled her daughter's hand.


"Then we will choose another... Oh, the dress with ribbons on both sides is adorable too."


"We'll buy it too."


"…...!"


"Let's pick a dress next to her."


"I'll buy it too."


"Then, the dress behind her…."


"That too."


The woman looked back at Henry.


"All right, Master…"


"Pick, even though you'll never be able to buy anything again."


"What, what do you mean?"


"Of course, not just a dress. But also a house to live in, food to eat, clothes to wear, medicine to daily needs."


As the woman stiffened, Henry closed his eyes and said,


"How long until people starve to death?"


'true. Henry was a lot scarier than Isaac when he was angry.'


Then the mistress of Lyon held Henry's feet.


"Ma, I'm sorry. We really had no idea that the child was little miss Dubbede…! ”


I tried to forget it with an apology, but I was scared when Henry became like this.


My hands tremble.


Henry looked at the lady of Lyon with a bored look.


"You're apologizing to the wrong person."


It was useless, even though they had apologized properly to me.


We sat on the sofa in Melvin's clothing store with the apologies of more than a dozen people in the Lyon family, including Lyon's mother and daughter, Eugenie's grandparents, maternal grandparents, aunt, and aunt, uncle, and so on.


Melvin and the employees at the shop were watching tremblingly.


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Melvin's dress arrived a few days later.


Much more colorful and luxurious than the model I chose.


Because of what happened last time, Melvin was terrified, so he must have worked desperately.


The clothes Melvin enthusiastically made were incredible.


Henry and Isaac smiled at me as I tried to walk in my dress.


"One more round, Leblaine."


Henry spoke lovingly as I turned again to the left and surrounded the room. And I could hear the sound of a magic tool taking pictures of me like crazy.


"Don't miss a corner."


As Isaac warned his servant with a sharp look, everyone gulped as they fixed the photo.


'God….'


I'm starting to worry about the banquet now.


I'm afraid I'll make a mistake at the banquet. No, I'm afraid someone will die in the banquet hall.


I reached out to my brother's sleeve. And I saw them with a serious face.


"Why is my sister looking at me with her cute eyes."


"What's wrong?"


Henry and Isaac said it alternately, and I said in a firm voice.


"You can't hit anyone at the party."


"……"


"……"


They both fell silent


I said again firmly, "Can't."


"But in an emergency…"


"We can't predict what's going to happen where the nobles are gathered, so we can't promise you...."


As I thought, it didn't work in one word.


But I know what to say when this happens.


"I'll sleep with my blanket."


"Hey...!"


"Coward!"


Isaac and Henry stood up, shouting simultaneously.


A few years ago, I caught the flu while sleeping on a blanket. I was a kid, and I went back and forth between life and death. When my family came back, I almost died.


I gave up my dignity to save the doctors, "Sister, I love you!"


As I thought about how much effort I had put in, tears flooded my eyes.


After all, it became a very useful threat.


"All right! I'm not gonna hit anybody."


"……fine."


In the end, the two answered and I nodded in satisfaction.


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Leblaine kept stressing to Henry and Isaac not to hit anyone.


After that, he went to his room to prepare a banquet.


Isaac said with a pouting face. "How can I protect her if someone hits her?"


Although they succumb to Leblaine's threats, Isaac and Henry are good brothers who keep their promise with their younger sister.


Henry in a melancholic voice said,


"He told us not to hit them, that means we can kill them."


Ahah!


That was when Isaac's expression brightened.


"If we kill them with one punch, we don't have to hit them."


"Yes," Henry said with an evil laugh as he looked toward Isaac.


The waiter watching the scene gulped.


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