She thought it was about Estelle, Reina muttered softly.
“Ah!”
At that time, a brief twinge of pain occurred in Reina’s head. Then, the contents of the novel suddenly came to mind. Estelle in the novel has fun on a snowy day. And as a result, she suffered from a fever a few days later.
‘I thought it was because of the snow and cold, so I tried to buy a lot of temperature control magic tools, but I found out that wasn’t the case.’
It was described as being due to the relaxation of the tension that had been suppressed due to the confidence that one could stay in this mansion and that sense of stability. Did she say that if she got sick, she would be abandoned because she was a nuisance? It couldn’t be a truly sad reason.
‘When she was sick, she cried because she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to play with her eyes anymore.’
Once she thought about it, the contents of the novel naturally began to appear in her mind.
‘If it happens again this time, I’ll have to let you know in advance that it’s not because of the snow.’
“…?”
The moment she thought that far, a strange sense of déjà vu struck Reina again. Reina ran out of her bathroom and looked around her room. Upon seeing the empty room without Bonita, that sense of déjà vu became a sentence and struck her.
[At night when no one was around, when the garden was engulfed in pitch black darkness, Estelle secretly went out to see the snowman she had made.]
Reina died early in the work.
[It’s because it was such an itchy experience to have your own little snowman among the snowmen everyone else had made.]
Reina had no choice but to know where Bonita had gone. It was written in the ‘original work’.
Reina crossed her pitch-black garden.
[And after she reached her destination, what Estelle saw was destroying a snowman…]
“Bonnie!”
There was white fog at the end of Reina’s rough breathing as she ran non-stop. She was in such a hurry to get out that she couldn’t even put on her thin coat, so the sharp, cold wind bothered Reina.
‘There was Bonnie.’
Even after Reina’s death, Bonita remained at the mansion. For some reason, the Duke did not kill Bonita, but was protecting her in the mansion.
‘There was Bonnie…’
However, not long after that, Bonita also disappeared from the work. After explaining that she had destroyed the snowman that Estelle and the knights had built, Bonita disappeared out of the mansion.
“Mom?”
Raina was alive now. But what if Bonita broke the snowman? What if, without her knowledge, she had planted a seed of inferiority in Bonita? Raina was so anxious.
“Bonnie. What are you doing here? Huh? I heard it’s cold.”
“Ugh… I’m cold too, but I thought it would be colder for her. I lent her gloves.
“Uh.”
There was a small snowman in the direction Bonita pointed. Yellow and purple gloves were attached to the bare tree branches on either side of the small snowman, respectively.
“I lent it to her! I didn’t give it to her! I’ll definitely take it later.”
“I see…”
Bonita didn’t destroy her snowman. She never thought she would feel this much relief from just that. Reina’s legs felt weak and she sat down in her seat.
“I was about to leave right away! Were you worried? I’m sorry. I was going to tell you, but I was afraid I’d bother Mom.”
Bonnie riding her outside without even touching Reina. Her whole body stamped her feet, worried about her mother.
“No, it’s not like that.”
“Huh?”
Reina raised the corner of her mouth and spoke to Bonita.
“You know, Bonnie, I want to ask you something.”
“What?”
“What if mom starts studying?”
Bonita blinked her big eyes, not understanding what she was saying.
“If I study, I get a title.”
“Title?”
Bonita looked at Reina as she did not understand what it meant to receive a title.
“So… if I get a title, Mom can be happier with Bonnie.”
“Really?”
“Yes, I have to work really hard to get a title instead.”
Reina continued speaking, caressing Bonita’s cold cheek.
“I’ll so busy in the meantime that I may not have more time to spend with Bonnie than I do now. Is that okay?”
Rather than changing the original story, she was afraid that her child would have to spend more time alone. Because to Bonita, she was the only one she had.
‘But that’s not the answer.’
In the original work, Reina was able to figure out why Bonita destroyed the snowman. It was really the loneliness and pain after being alone that was to blame. Reina didn’t know if she had a little more power than she had now, if something changed for her, she might have more options for Bonita too. An ending where Reina was not the only one in Bonita’s world, that’s what Raina wanted.
‘I won’t do it if Bonita says no.’
What would that little child say? She pretended to be an adult, but she was a child who got anxious when she couldn’t see Reina. Just when she thought she might object, Bonita smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling.
“Awesome!”
“Awesome?”
“Huh!”
Her child’s pure and clear answer made Reina smile with her sincerity. She guessed she was thinking too much.
* * *
That night, after putting Bonita to bed, Raina knocked on the door of the office, where the light was not turned off. Damien responded as if he expected her to eventually accept and recommended Peter as her dedicated tutor. This was because, out of all the people Damian knows, Peter was the person who treated others equally, regardless of their status or gender.
* * *
“Shall we talk about the development of magic tools today?”
“Yes, thank you.”
A week had passed since then, and they were still having basic history classes. From Reina’s perspective, Peter was a very good teacher. On the first day, he checked what Reina knew and prepared the class accordingly. And from Peter’s perspective, Reina was a good student. Reina herself said that she was not smart, but she was quick to understand. And thanks to her unintentional experience at a young age, she was able to put his knowledge to good use.
“The development of magic tools is not as old as you might think. It was 80 years ago that a family called Pentail discovered how to craft magic stones into magic stones, and they began using them 75 years ago.”
“Ah.”
Reina nodded, remembering the magic crystal refinery she worked at before. There she met Bonita’s biological father, and it was not a very fond memory.
“The Pentail family created a number of magic tools, which instantly raised the quality of life. They were made quite efficiently, and in the case of tools that use low-level magic stones, even commoners’ homes are stocked.”
“Oh, so that’s why they were given earldom?”
“Yes, it’s the name that appeared in the last class as well.”
“It’s a family that was supported by the Magic Tower, right? I understand that the Count of Pentail’s family was arrested as criminals for plotting a rebellion, and that’s when the Magic Tower showed an uncooperative attitude.”
“Yes, you remember well!”
“Thanks for teaching me well.”
Peter smiled as he saw Reina giving a polite answer.
“This time, His Excellency the Duke found out that the name of the crime at the time was a misunderstanding, so we are in the process of reinstating him.”
“Oh…”
“However, there is only one surviving member of the Pentail family right now, and even that person is in a coma. I think it will be postponed until another suitable heir is found.”
“Oh, if that’s the case then soon…”
Reina spoke quietly as she summarized the contents of the class she had just held. Reina was about to say that Jeongin, whom the survivor had hidden, would soon appear, but she closed her mouth.
“Soon?”
Peter opened his eyes and looked at Reina.
‘Oops’
Reina rolled her eyes while holding her pen. Intermediate knowledge aroused anger. She just said whatever came to mind without thinking. After all, this was why people shouldn’t speak without thinking! Reina broke into a cold sweat when she saw Peter looking at her with an expression full of curiosity.
“Well, I need to come to my senses. Someone who needs the power of Count Pentail could create a fake successor.”
“…”
“There was a similar case in the noble history I learned last time. They took advantage of the complex family tree of the royal family a few years ago to kill the youngest prince and set him up as a proxy…?”
Reina prayed that this lie would work. Peter looked at Reina with a moved expression.
“Do you remember the content from last class?”
“Yes, because I learned it?”
Reina thought, ‘what’s the big deal?’ Although she had that expression on her face, Peter was moved as he looked at the genius in front of him. The history she learned last time was at the level of just listening to it. The plan was to briefly summarize the extensive information and then teach it step by step later. But even then, she sat in front of him and wanted to write something down in a small notebook, and she memorized it! He couldn’t believe such a genius is only now appearing due to the environment. Peter, unaware that Reina had used her knowledge to tell lies, thought she was quite the lumberjack.
“Reina Borton says she’s not smart, but I don’t think she is.”
“My head is not good.”
“No, it’s good.”
‘It’s really bad.’
Reina hid her sorrow as she looked at Peter.
‘It’s true.’
If she were the real Reina, she wouldn’t have been able to give such a standard answer. It was clear that this was a possession buff or something. Reina looked at Peter who was complimenting her and she just smiled. She felt devastated, as if this place had been taken away from her.
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