How Can You Pay Back The Kindness I Raised With Obsession?

“Uh… Go, thank you.”

The nanny muttered as she adjusted the hem of her robe, probably noticing that he had covered her with his cloak because he was afraid it would be cold.

“…It’s warm.”

Perhaps because of the bonfire, the nape of the nanny’s neck burned red in an instant. Elliot pulled away and went to the window, where he recalled a similar memory. It wasn’t as awkward as last fall when the nanny and he were sheltering from the rain in a cave alone.

“Javatta!”

“Kyaaak!”

“Hey, spider!”

It was fortunate that the cries and laughter of the children made the chapel reverberate and made him forget the awkwardness.

“I like it here. I will make it my playroom.”

Elliot’s forehead wrinkled at Luna’s unexpected declaration, standing in front of her old, broken altar.

“To play in an abandoned building that leaks in the rain with countless spacious and clean playrooms in the mansion.”

“Wouldn’t it be nice to stimulate children’s imagination?”

As he looked at her disapprovingly, the nanny added timidly, tying the hem of her cloak.

“Unless it’s something like a monster.”

“There are no monsters in the Black Forest. When I was 14, I got rid of the Templars and all of them.”

“Were you fourteen?”

Elliot nodded his head and studied her startled eyes, “Witch Hazel.” She must have been in the woods for a while, but he was completely unaware of the ‘nanny’ in front of him.

“I want to play the Pope! I am the Pope!”

Elliot’s thoughts were interrupted by Luna’s sudden cry.

“But what is the Pope doing?”

“Tease her cousin.”

Elliot spit out the first thing that came to his mind, and Luna stamped her feet in anger.

“No, not like that!”

“Worship?”

The nanny began to give examples in earnest.

“A blessing ceremony?”

“That’s boring.”

“Create fantasies?”

“I don’t know how to do it.”

“Uh… Something like presiding over a wedding?”

“If it’s the royal family’s wedding.”

The moment Elliot interrupted to answer, Luna’s purple eyes twinkled.

“Good!”

She ran up the low steps and Luna, standing behind the altar, fixed her expression solemnly and spread her arms aloft like a priest presiding over the ceremony.

“The groom, Grand Duke Elliot Blaine…”

“What?”

Elliot’s eyes narrowed.

“And Miss Bride Hazel.”

“Me?”

The nanny pointed to her face and opened her mouth.

‘Rules. Nanny, rules.’

He resisted wanting to go and close it, but Luna beckoned them to come to the altar.

“Quick, quick!”

Elliot looked at the nanny, and she also looked at him. Perhaps his eyes were also quivering like the nanny’s emerald eyes.

“Luna, how about marrying a dog and a cat?”

The moment he proposed, they growled ferociously, as if the dog, warming up with Luca and the cat in front of the campfire, had heard him.

“Oh, quickly!”

This was just a game. The nanny seemed to think the same, shrugged her shoulders and went to the altar. Elliot took his foot off the window as many times as he could.

“Everyone gathered here today congratulates the two of them for their future…”

As Luna immersed herself in her play, the nanny tilted her head toward him, who stood a step away, and she whispered:

“Role play is important.”

It was the moment he awkwardly nodded his head.

“The two of you, now married, share a kiss to pledge eternal love and loyalty.”

The eyes of Elliot and the nanny, who were facing each other just in time, shook.

“A handshake.”

“No!”

Elliot’s proposal was rejected by Luna with a single stroke.

“Can I do it on the back of my hand?”

“No!”

The nanny’s offer was also rejected.

It’s just children’s play. It was enough for him to refuse with a single knife.

“Luna, be naughty in moderation…”

But why was the nanny blushing her cheeks?

“Kiss her!”

“Kiss her! Kiss her!”

While he was speechless, his younger siblings shouted loudly, and the nanny abruptly averted her eyes and snapped her fingers that were fastening her cloak.

“Omg! The rain stopped! Let’s go, let’s go! You have to go to Bible class.”

“Ah, why!”

“Huh…”

Outside, as the nanny had said, it was clear as if it had never rained. Of course, only the road to the cabin had cleared the dark clouds. Elliot looked with his doubtful eyes at the nanny who was ahead of him on the forest road, then moved closer and he asked quietly.

“You say you don’t know how to use weather magic?”

“It was the first time I succeeded.”

“You must have been quite desperate.”

The nanny rubbed her cheeks, still red like apples, and groaned at him.

“I’m envious when I see you like that because I don’t have any siblings.”

That was what she said while watching Luna and Luca walk side by side, holding her hand.

“There seems to be a special bond between Luna and Luca that others cannot intervene.”

“That’s right. I can’t even interfere.”

Elliot would tell a light joke, and he muttered.

“I was alone before those children were born.”

“Then, would Your Highness know?”

The loneliness of having no friends to play with, and the regret of having no siblings who stand by me like other children. It was a time when only children could relate to stories.

“Then Hazel.”

Luna looked back and she cried out.

“There is a way to have a younger brother.”

“How?”

“If you marry my brother, we will become Hazel’s younger siblings.”

“Wow, sis, you’re so smart!”

He tried to pass it off as an immature joke, but the kids were persistent.

“You two are getting married.”

“Rejected. You marry! You marry!”

Eventually, a troubled Elliot stopped the children.

“Luna, the Grand Duke will not marry a witch. Of course, not even with a nanny.”

Nobles marry nobles, and commoners marry commoners. It’s just an obvious story, but why is the nanny’s face like that?

“I have no intention of getting married either. Even more so with the Grand Duke…”

“Well, even if it’s Hazel, she won’t do it with your brother. I have been rude, Miss Hazel.”

All the way back to her mansion, Elliot’s head was pounding.

“Luna.”

He eventually called Luna, who was going to take a Bible class, and told her off.

“Don’t ever embarrass me or the nanny with such overly jokes. It is very rude.”

“Why?”

“Because you said that, it became like we were rudely rejecting each other.”

He had no intention of getting married, but being rejected out of the blue was neither pleasant nor pleasant.

“Then you have to refuse.”

Only then did Elliot realize. This child had taken her word for marriage seriously.

“Luna, aristocratic marriage is a political means.”

“Politics?”

“It’s not that we like each other, we follow the family contract. among nobles.”

“But in the storybook, they married because they fell in love?”

“It’s a fairy tale.”

It was time for Luna, who was now 8 years old, to learn the rules of the world outside of fairy tales.

“So mom and dad didn’t love each other either, but they got married?”

As expected of a smart kid, she asked a sharp question.

“Our parents also got married according to a family contract.”

In fact, it was a marriage forced by the Emperor. In order to discredit their father, he made him marry a saintess who had made a perpetual oath to live a life of celibacy and dedicate herself to God.

“But even after getting married like that, they loved each other more than anyone else.”

Their parents, who first saw each other only at the wedding, fell passionately in love. It seemed that the Emperor tried to turn the Grand Duke family into a family where the fallen saintess was the mistress, but rather, thanks to their mother’s holy power, the grand duchy prospered and the Grand Duchess only earned their respect.

“Then will my brother marry like that?”

Elliot nodded his head without hesitation.

“Because our family needs help from other families.”

He needed a strong alliance to prevent and defeat the royal family’s conspiracies.

“But I really like Hazel. Because she’s a nanny, she will have to leave when we grow up. I want she to live with us for the rest of her life.”

Only then did he learn why Luna encouraged him to marry, much to the surprise of Elliot. She was Luna, but she was looking into her future, which was quite distant.

“Well. The contract is until the grand duchy doesn’t need a nanny, so if I get married and have your nephew, Hazel will continue to live with us.”

“Nephew?”

Luna crumpled her face.

“You want me to see my nephew already at my age?”

To say that she was still young with an old man’s tone. Elliot burst out laughing.

“Aren’t you asking me to marry? Don’t forget that another purpose of marriage is to produce an heir, Luna.”

Luna pouted her mouth in displeasure and asked.

“But do you really not care about Hazel?”

“Luna, don’t embarrass Hazel.”

“Really? Hazel seems to have feelings for my brother?”

“…what?”

“Hazel told my brother that he was cool when the yetis showed up the other day.”

The word cool was often heard from noble ladies. It was a compliment he accepted without changing his face, but strangely, his face became hot.

“Did you look out the window alone and go crazy and say, ‘Brother, you’re cool’?”

The moment his eyes met with the nanny across the carriage window flashed vividly before his eyes. Covered in the blood of a yeti, he must have looked ugly, he believed. But he was called cool.

“Brother, your face is red. Whoops.”

Elliot hurriedly covered his face with his hand and furrowed his brow.

“Luna, don’t talk about this anywhere.”

“Which story? Hazel said you were cool? Or that brother’s face turned red when he heard that?”

Anyway, this little devil.

“Both. Speaking of which, you’re banned from Hazel’s carrot cake for half a year.”

“What? You are too cruel!”

“Then don’t talk about that again.”

Elliot sealed Luna’s mouth tightly and headed for his office. Just as expected, in front of his desk, Daniel recited in a nagging voice, but none of it was heard.

—————————————————————

Translator Note:

Want to read more?