When I turned my head, my father was staring at me.
“Ma- no, what’s the matter?”
I unintentionally almost called him “Master” but quickly changed my words.
Right now, I was the daughter who got along well with her father. Was I head over heels in love too?
“Everything you’re thinking.”
“….”
…He’s talking as if he knows exactly what I’m thinking.
With his arms crossed, my father tilted his head slightly.
“And there’s no need to force yourself to say it.”
It was a small voice, as if meant only for me.
“Even though it’s not familiar.”
“Ugh.”
I flinched.
“…If you’re going to use formal language against your will, can you just forget about it?”
I nodded cheerfully.
This isn’t something I wanted; it was something my dad requested.
“Okay.”
Anyway, since the chairman said so, I had no choice but to move.
But what did “move” mean? It meant moving into my father’s arms.
Why on earth?
Next to my father, Agenor was there, followed by Bayan and his gang in front of my father, and the chairman was following behind.
‘Wow, such blatant stares.’
I could feel it even though I was just snuggling up to my dad.
Some pretended not to notice, briefly glancing at my father, while others openly stared at him.
‘It’s like being with a celebrity.’
I whispered to my dad while hugging his neck closely, pressing against his chest.
“Dad, can’t I just walk there myself?”
“With your own legs?”
“What’s wrong with my legs?”
“If you plan to arrive after the meeting is over, I can let you down.”
“…I have nothing to say.”
He left me speechless.
Moreover, the voice that whispered just for me was so indifferent and nonchalant.
How nice it would be to say it more gently. It’s also a talent.
“Alright, I’ll do it this way and spread the rumors.”
Let’s see what I can gain from this. I raised my head slightly.
There was a bit of a sharp jawline.
“But what about Dad?”
What could he gain from this?
I couldn’t ask that question in this place.
A brief conversation was one thing, but there were too many eyes gathered for a long and honest conversation.
“Agenor.”
“Yeah?”
Agenor, who was walking, turned his head as if he had been waiting.
“Do you remember going to the Blue Hall before?” Agenor asked.
It was better that my third brother, who showed his obsession to the point of being uncomfortable, was more open about it than my dad, who would keep it inside.
I had been to the Blue Hall before, but I pretended not to remember.
It was my first time in this life.
“Yeah, because the meetings are usually held there,” Agenor explained.
Usually, family meetings used the three largest halls in this mansion alternately, but they mostly used the Blue Hall.
“Everyone has their assigned seats. When you first go in, the chamberlain will guide you. Well, I don’t know if it’s the same when Father is with you.”
Agenor glanced at Pierre once and then rolled his eyes.
Right, you’re trying to switch from calling him “Master” to “Father,” so it’s confusing, isn’t it?
I nodded as if I had just heard the continuing conversation that I already knew.
“By the way… since I became the family head, I haven’t used the Blue Hall at all, have I?”
There was no other reason, and I didn’t use it because I disliked it, as it was my grandmother’s favorite hall.
Until the previous episode, I was full of hatred and resentment towards my grandmother.
So, entering this building was like entering a place I hadn’t visited much.
Before long, we arrived at the Blue Hall together.
Bayan and his gang, who were walking ahead, naturally stepped aside as we reached the door, giving way for my dad to enter first.
I frowned in my dad’s arms.
‘What is he doing?’
My dad calmly stood in front of the door, paying no attention to it.
I stared at the door without paying attention either.
“We’ve arrived again.”
The Blue Hall had two meanings.
One was its name, as the door was painted in a fresh blue color, and inside was a hall with marble arches that looked like waves.
The other meaning was the “Blue” Hall.
Literally, it was a place where “blue” happened.
‘It was given this name because it’s where all the incidents related to blue, a tradition that has been passed down through the generations, occur.’
The moment the door opened and we entered the grand hall, I felt a different set of gazes compared to what I felt during the disciplinary committee.
‘I’m seeing this place again.’
It was an immense number of people.
The variety of hair colors was diverse as well.
Of course, because both the attendants and the family members were gathered.
‘A scene the family head sees every time.’
This place was shaped like a fan, similar to the National Assembly Hall, with a tiered structure.
The farther you went up, the farther you were from the center, so naturally, those with weaker power sat there.
In the center of the fan-shaped hall, just like in the Disciplinary Committee room, there was a chair for the chairman. It was the family head’s seat.
Seated majestically on the throne was my grandmother, Ocula Acuasidal.
‘Hmm, who is this?’
My grandmother frowned slightly at our arrival, raising one eyebrow instead of showing boredom on her face.
At the same time, she raised the corners of her lips ever so slightly.
‘Isn’t this the son I thought was dead?’
Her voice was sharp and full of sarcasm, causing my dad to pause for a moment as he took a step. Then, while still holding me, he slowly bowed his waist.
It was a subtle attitude, which could be seen as courteous or simply an attempt to maintain minimal etiquette.
“I greet the family head.”
“From the way you’re talking, it seems you’re not a ghost.”
“…”
“You’re not dead yet? You’ll die somewhere eventually.”
Although it was just a casual remark, it carried an undeniable presence.
“She’s still as harsh as ever.”
I had already known that my grandmother liked it when the family members were merciless.
“Ah, it’s dizzying to think about it now. If Pierre and the previous family head met, it would have been… something else.”
“Shh, I remember.”
Even after my dad’s death and my grandmother’s death, the servants used to gossip when they were bored.
While I was contemplating what to do, I made eye contact with my grandmother.
During that moment of tension, my grandmother’s gaze passed over me and settled on the people coming in behind us.
“I greet the family head.”
Bayan, who caught my grandmother’s gaze, politely greeted her.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the stark difference between his respectful demeanor now and when he had challenged me earlier.
“So, he suddenly yielded his place at the door as people entered. Was it because he didn’t want to be the first one to hear from Grandma?”
Even in a place like this, you can’t act recklessly, so you couldn’t become the family head.
I chuckled inwardly while chewing on my thoughts.
Instead of reacting, my grandmother’s gaze turned sharp as she stared at me.
“Huh, you’re a crafty one. Did you learn how to act like that even before you learned to crawl?”
I casually accepted it.
“You must have already heard all the news. What are you trying to say?”
Would I easily die?
Your bellyache will be the reason for you to leave this house.
I smiled while hiding my true feelings.
“Grandmother!”
“…”
“Hello.”
I greeted her with my hand on my dad’s belly button while being held by him.
Then I looked at my grandmother and smiled.
“You look younger than the last time I saw you. Grandmother!”
My grandmother grinned back at me.
Her eyes, however, remained cold.
“The mischievous one learned to flatter first.”
I didn’t wipe away my smile.
Are you getting angry at this?
Well, as far as I know, Grandma…
“Ha.”
I calmly accepted it.
She must have already heard all the news. What’s she saying?
If she had seen Family Head Ocula Acuasidal, wouldn’t Pierre have seen and known even more?
“Ha.”
Kalisso was a bit surprised.
Even while muttering under her breath, she didn’t erase her smile.
“It’s okay, learn if you don’t know…!!”
His gaze was almost like saying, ‘What’s all this?’
Even though she was pretending not to know, Kalisso could feel it.
What is she talking about?
While people secretly observed Pierre’s wife nearby, people who had keen senses, their ears perked up, could hear sounds that Kalisso couldn’t.
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Translator Note:
This chapter was translated by Bree.
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