I’m the Future Crazy Male Lead’s Mother

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“Oh, oh. Look at this sofa, Miss. Celia. Maybe it’s because it’s a sofa from the Shiaster Duke family, but it is very soft! It’s completely different from our mansion’s sofa.”

When I trudged back with a desolate look on my face, what greeted me was the mountain of carp juice packets on the table that Carl had drunk and Carl, with the light of reverence and effervescence pouring from his eyes.

Come to think of it, I couldn’t even talk to Carl because I had to meet with Dazar as soon as I came to this residence.

I plopped down onto the chair in front of him and muttered a question:

“Why? You like it that much, Grandpa?”

I looked like a defeated boxer, panting with a white towel over my head, but it seemed that Carl could not see me as he was gripped by emotion.

His body shook with excitement as if he was about to dance.

“Yes, of course. Isn’t it Shiaster? Ah, the day has come when Celia’s abilities are recognized like this!”

“Haha…..”

I smiled awkwardly.

Carl said, slightly wiping the corners of his eyes:

“I firmly believed that this day would come someday. Haha. Since Axion, good things have come one after another. Isn’t Axion a lucky charm?”

Although I was dazed in shock and horror at the non-recyclable trash, I felt my heart calming down a little since Grandpa Carl was so happy.

He smiled warmly. The wrinkles around his eyes crinkled nicely.

“The money problem you worried about is solved, and Axion’s education problem is solved too!”

“…..”

“This grandpa will also do my best to help Miss. Celia!”

Then, behind Carl who was making a ‘fighting’ pose with both fists clenched, a mountain of carp juice packets came into view.

I slightly lowered my eyes and asked:

“Is that why you drank all of that in one go?”

“Hehe. To support young Miss. Celia, I have to provide the right fuel for my old body. A small amount is not enough.”

“……”

I took one look at Axion, who was sleeping on my bed, and another at Carl, who was smiling sweetly and then exhaled. 

Sigh.

Right. Now, I am essentially the head of the family.

I am responsible for these two people.

‘Just those trash. All I have to do is step on them to make them recyclable, right?’

But they refused, saying they were busy, right? Those bastards.

How do I coax them?

At that time when I was deep in thought, Carl held his hands together like a girl and whispered:

“B-by chance, have you seen the Black Hawk knights here? Go wild, Black Hawk! I mean.”

I saw those trash very well.

I also unintentionally saw them going wild, rolling on the floor.

“Oh, uhm. Uh, somehow?”

“No, my word! Perchance, did you go to the Order of Knights?”

“Mhm….”

Carl put his hands on his hips and with a rebuking expression on his face.

“You didn’t go empty-handed, right?”

“I did…”

“You should have at least brought a gift.”

Gift? Gift, my foot.

“Still, aren’t you going to be spending a lot of time here? It’s no different from having moved. Greeting your neighbors politely with a gift…..”

Carl’s nagging sounded hazy as if I was hearing it from far away.

Move. Gift. Neighbor.

When I heard those three words, something came to mind,

In Korea, when you move, you give away rice cakes.

The ‘♥3040 Gourmet Gathering to Eat and Drink♥’

Tapestry’s words passed through my mind at the same time.

‘Oh?’

Should I try to coax them with food?

“Carl. Where is the rice from the Evanror Viscount’s warehouse?”

“Huh? Why are you suddenly looking for that? We sent it by carriage before we left. It should be piled up in the warehouse of the Annex by now.”

Carl’s face became anxious when I suddenly began looking for the rice.

His eyes dimmed for a moment.

He was definitely flashing back to a few days ago.

Cold sweat soon formed on his forehead. He smiled a little awkwardly and gazed blankly at me.

His eyes were saying: No, right? Please say no. Miss Celia. It won’t be that hard work again. It can’t be!

I cruelly crushed his little hope.

“Let’s go. To work. You have to pay the price of eating the carp juice packets.”

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We worked until the sun set and the moon rose. 

By the time the words ‘evil employer’ came out of Carl’s mouth, the threshing and polishing work I had done with him similar to last time was over.

I made a lot more grains of rice than last time.

This is in case I suddenly needed it again, like today.

When all the work was finished, Carl shouted hooray!

Last time, I remember he collapsed on the floor as soon as we finished work, but he was still full of energy after we finished, probably because he drank a lot of carp juice.

“I’ll be back.”

“Ooh, do you mind if I don’t go with you?”

“Of course not. I’m not a child. I’m just visiting the mill for a bit anyway.”

Carl must have overexerted himself because he suffered from a muscle sprain the next day.

My conscience was ready to grab a knife and commit seppuku if I kept using him, who was creaking like a broken machine, so I decided to go to the mill myself.

“Still, this type of work, a servant….”

“No, it’s ok.”

It seems like he wanted me to ask Lord Shiaster’s servant, but that was not possible.

I didn’t want to be indebted to that crazy in-law. It was an instinctive caution.

“Rest well, Carl!”

I quickly left the Shiaster residence.

The reason I went to the mill was to transport rice flour to make rice cakes.

I loaded a carriage with rice that had been soaking in water for over a quarter of a day yesterday.

Since there is probably no machine here to make flour, I have to go to the mill.

I went down the mountain path and entered the city closest to the Shiaster duke’s residence.

Naturally, it belongs to the duchy.

Thanks to the coachman’s help, the carriage headed to the mill without stopping.

The mill was on the outskirts of the city.

“I’m trying to turn this into flour.”

The employees who were working at the mill blinked their eyes when they saw the rice I gave them.

“What’s this?”

“I know, right.”

“I don’t think it’s miar.”

They couldn’t dare to ask me who looked like a noblewoman, so they whispered among themselves and soon gave up on finding an answer and turned on the machine.

The machine originally used to make miar flour today holds rice.

After effortlessly receiving the rice flour and paying for it, I was leaving the mill.

“Oh?”

Just as I was about to get on the carriage, a strange question mark flew out from behind me.

I hesitantly put my foot on the carriage.

Celia’s network was narrow, so there was no way that someone would see me from this far away and act as if they knew me.

It’s as unlikely as an ant suddenly one day growing wings and flying away.

“Oh, oh?”

“……”

“Oh, oh, oh?”

However, that reaction that’s expressing its presence almost in my ear gives me hope that even ants will be able to fly one day…

No, come to think of it, ants were originally able to fly. There are ants that can fly. That’s right.

I came to a deep realization and turned my body around.

“Celia?”

“?”

The person who habitually did the oh, oh, oh attack was some gentle-looking guy.

He looked like a nobleman just by looking at his clothes, and he had his mouth wide open and was pointing at me with his index finger.

What kind of unaristocratic rudeness is this?

I lifted my chin slightly and looked down at him with a haughty face.

This is possible because I was on the carriage steps, so our heights were similar.

“Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be in the viscounty? I can’t believe you came this far. Isn’t it surprising?”

It seems like you know me quite well.

I drowsily opened my eyes and looked at him slowly.

After meeting the Black Hawk the other day, I had half given up hope that I would meet a better person in the future, so when I looked at him, my face turned as ugly as a freshly picked potato.

Hmmm. Who was it? I feel like I’ve seen him before.

“Why, why are you looking at me like that?”

“Eek.”

“Celia?”

As I searched through the memories of this body, I was scared out of my wits.

This man!

He was Celia’s childhood friend,

Academy classmate,

First love,

And the man she had an unrequited love for.

OMG!

“Celia! Wait! Where are you going?”

“Y-you’ve got the wrong person.”

I hurriedly rushed into the carriage, shaking like a machine that had been greatly shocked.

When he called my name from outside, I ignored him with a facial expression like I’d lost my soul and locked the door.

“Depart!”

“Celiaaaa!”

Neigh! The horse cried, and the carriage began to run.

Along with the horse’s neigh, I also made a groaning noise.

“So crazy.”

Finally, what came out of my mouth was not a scream of sadness or joy that I met the person this body had a crush on, but a curse full of shame and embarrassment.

As soon as I remembered who that man was, the crazy things Celia had done to that man in the past came back to me.

‘Hey. I picked it up on my way here. Eat it.’

‘Mmph. C-Celia! I’m allergic to carrots….! Save me! Gag.’

‘Shut up and eat.’

‘Sniff. Celia, why are you doing this to me? Sob sob.’

‘Yes, cry like that. Cry more. Hm? Haha.’

I purposely fed him food he couldn’t eat just to see his crying face,

Mocked him for being the second-best in the class,

And made him fetch me bread every day.

I trembled and was overcome with humiliation at this shameless memory.

Why on earth is there nothing normal about this body?!

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