Although I hadn't heard from Rudnine, I was trying to forget my first love.
Not only was Rhodia grass selling well, but the one I was secretly raising recently was especially cute.
A cute little pink furry creature, only about the size of my fist.
The guy sitting on the soft bed with his short legs spread wide is cute, but he is a familiar.
"What are you looking at?"
Pembe, who was now sitting quite freely and comfortably, was looking at me with her chin resting on her hand, which was strange, when Pembe glared at me with a defiant look in her eyes.
I clenched my fist and threatened Pembe, intending to tease him.
“Huh?”
"What, what...! Your gaze is too burdensome!"
"I saw it because it was cute. I wondered if the familiar was always this cute. Am I saying all the servant horses I've seen so far were disgusting and black?"
"Huh. Well, if there are familiar like that, there are familiar who look like me. It's prejudice, Yvonne."
That's true.
I scratched the back of my head, embarrassed.
Just as people aren't all the same, familiars aren't all the same.
Pembe glanced at me and reached out his small hand for another cookie from the one next to me.
His soft, jelly-like palms are so cute.
'Sigh.'
“Do you want some cookies?”
"Yeah, it's really delicious."
Anyway.
Do the other wizards know that the familiar likes sweet food this much?
'This is incredible.'
I shook my head as I gave Pembe another cookie stuffed with raspberries.
I squinted my eyes as I watched Pembe munching on cookies with his small mouth.
"So, you're sure you can't contact your original owner? You don't even know who he is?"
"I'm telling you, it's true. My master wasn't that weak, but I don't know if he died or his dark magic weakened; but the contract was terminated. This is a first for me, but... Anyway, I'm free now."
"But why don't you go back? Isn't the home of a familiar hell?"
"...You really do know a lot, don't you? Yeah, we were born in hell. But it's boring there. And there's a lot of delicious food here, and you're pretty strong, so I don't think I'll die if you're around."
Pembe said, stuffing his mouth full of cookies and swallowing them.
“Do I look strong?”
I'm currently in a state of magical amnesia.
I wonder if he's jumping to conclusions just because I'm strong.
I looked at Pembe and smiled meaningfully, but Pembe looked confident.
"Yeah. And I'm a strong familiar, too. We promised each other yesterday to help each other, so why are you asking again?"
"Just."
Sorry, but I'm a very suspicious person.
I silenced Pembe's voice, which was filled with resentment, by giving him another cookie.
Yes.
Pembe had lost his mental connection with the warlock he had made a contract with, so he ended up sitting next to me of his own 'free will'.
I was originally going to threaten him.
Normally, if a familiar is captured alive by a wizard, it's used as a test subject. Of course, a high-ranking familiar like Pembe can escape.
But Pembe and I made a deal, so we're still here.
He would help me wholeheartedly while hiding the fact that he was a familiar, and I would continue to provide him with delicious and sweet snacks until he was satisfied.
It's a strange relationship where we are responsible for each other's safety, but it's not exactly a contractual relationship between a black magician and her familiar.
But there were still many parts that felt awkward.
"It's so strange that you don't know who the warlock who manipulated you is. It's suspicious. Are you hiding it on purpose?!"
As I squinted my eyes and doubted Pembe again, the pink fluffy servant jumped.
"I said no! My memories of the original contract have disappeared."
“Your memory is gone?”
"Yeah. Um... She's a woman, but her voice is sweet and her personality is quite dirty. You never know. If I saw her in person, you might remember her, but there's a good chance she's dead."
“Hmm. Really? She’s dead?”
I couldn't ask any more questions and just kept my mouth shut.
The warlock who sent her servant horse to kill me is dead?
Because dark magic was taboo in the empire, familiars were not properly studied. Therefore, there was no place to learn more.
I think I might be the only one who can have a normal conversation with a familiar like this.
That felt strange to me, so I asked Pembe.
"But Pembe. Why do you talk to me like this? It's so weird."
Pembe, who was holding a cookie, rolled his eyes and seemed to be thinking, but he couldn't come up with an answer.
I am a very suspicious person, so I pushed Pembe even harder.
“But why ‘me’? Other wizards and wealthy people can give you plenty of snacks.”
"That..."
Pembe looked at my face carefully, looking puzzled, and continued speaking calmly.
"I don't know. Yvonne is strong, but... Yeah, strangely enough, you smell like black magic. It feels familiar, should I say? Yvonne, are you a black magician?"
'A black magician?'
“Hey, no?!”
I was so surprised that I felt a pang of anger inside and snatched the cookie Pembe was holding.
In the original, Yvonne was destined to become a great warlock in the future, but that is no longer the case!
Tears welled up in Pembe's large eyes, perhaps because he was sad that I had taken his cookies away.
When I glared at him fiercely, Pembe made a look of resentment and soon burst into tears.
"Then why did you steal the cookies from the weak familiar! Evil Yvonne!"
"What do you mean, weak? Calling me evil? How can that come from the mouth of a familiar? The Demon King in the Underground would laugh!"
"Eww, eww!"
I was crossing my arms and snorting, but I felt so sorry for Pembe crying that I gave him the cookie back.
“Anyway, I’m not a warlock. Here, right here.”
"Sob, sob."
Is this really a familiar?
Pembe, the familiar, is so cute as he glares at me and chews on the cookie he received back.
'Ah. If it's not a familiar, I really want to raise it as my pet.'
At this rate, I feel like I might develop a dangerous hobby of frequently making Pembe cry on purpose.
While I was trying to calm the pervert running wild inside me, Pembe, who was sniffling and munching on cookies, muttered.
“Or maybe Yvonne was once subjected to black magic.”
“Me? Huh?! Yvonne was hit by black magic?”
"Yes. If you are severely affected by black magic, the aftereffects are that the black magic leaves traces on your body and soul."
Pembe explained seriously.
But I raised one corner of my mouth in a look of astonishment and laughed at Pembe.
“That’s ridiculous. Have you already forgotten that I caught you in one go?”
Even though I don't fully remember all the magic, I'm still able to catch the familiar so well!
There's no way Yvonne, who was good at magic, would be affected by black magic, right?
My expression must have been so confident that Pembe said, "No, I won't," and lay down on the bed.
Pembe, patting his bulging belly, looked so comfortable that it was almost absurd.
I told him to pretend to be my pet while he was here, and he seemed to be trying to make himself comfortable.
'A bit annoying?'
I considered pulling Pembe's fluffy pink tail just by looking at it, but then shook my head and got up.
Let's not bother the familiar that is just sitting there for no reason.
Leaving Pembe behind, I walked to the window and looked outside. It was still raining lightly.
I'm reminded of my first love, whom I had forgotten. He was so wonderful that it was hard to forget him.
There has been no word yet on where Duke Rudnine Iels has gone.
I was so angry that I thought about going back to the Iels Townhouse first, but honestly, I didn't have time for that.
Because Rhodia's grass bath bomb 'Crybaby Pembe' was selling like crazy.
It was breaking records in real time.
It was a stroke of luck that Crown Prince Adrian's birthday banquet was just around the corner.
Before the birthday banquet, noble ladies who wanted to cure their skin diseases and attend were trying to get the crybaby Pembe by raising the price somehow.
"Haha. Thanks, Adrian. You can be helpful sometimes."
But I also had a conscience, so recently I only sold it for exactly three times the price that the Fountain of the Sun was sold for.
Hahaha.
Don't ask me how much I earned...
Just know that I've made a lot of profit and I'm laughing even in my sleep...
If you knew the sales profit after deducting the Rhodia grass cost and the manufacturing labor fee paid to the president of Palette Cosmetics, everyone would call me a fraud.
But I can't help it!
I also have to repay the principal and interest I borrowed from Duke Argenthoz, secure funds for a new business, buy Thiels, and pay my employees for their hard work.
'More than anything, how much risk did I have to take to sell this!'
I stared out the window, thinking of someone threatening me by sending a messenger from somewhere.
At first, I thought that Yvonne was destined to become a warlock and that her companion was a mess, but I'm starting to think that's definitely not the case.
There's a warlock out there somewhere, and he's after me.
Why on earth? Why are you targeting me?
I wonder if there's a reason why the villainess named 'Yvonne Argenthoz' can't remain quiet like I am now.
“Princess.”
"Huh."
I was lost in thought, staring at the rainy scenery outside, when I heard a call and turned towards Carol.
Carol had a slightly nervous look on her face.
"Lady Alentia of Cardin Townhouse has contacted me. She wants to see me immediately for tea this afternoon."
“Oh, Lady Alentia? Good.”
I was just thinking that it was time to contact Lady Alentia.
I smiled and nodded.
“Aunt Alentia... appears to be a completely unsuspecting person. In our opinion.”
As I was getting ready to go out, Liana approached me and gave me some calm advice.
The structure of the Cardin Townhouse, the special features to note, the atmosphere of the house as remembered, and Lady Alentia.
But Liana was still confused, unable to believe that her aunt had betrayed them.
I said with a blank expression as I changed my clothes.
"I'll figure it out. You know it well. If you move too suddenly, you're bound to lose your prey."
“...Yes, I understand. I will wait in my seat with Eudela.”
“Yes. Just wait like this.”
I smiled softly and chose Carol as the maid to take with me to Cardin Townhouse.
Dressed in a light purple skirt that exposed my ankles and a sky blue blouse to deliberately look modest, I set off for Duke Cardin's mansion in a carriage with Carol.
Even in broad daylight, the road was dark because of the rain clouds.
“Hmm.”
As I blankly watched the rain beat against the carriage window and trickle down, Carol coughed in the silence inside the carriage.
“Ahem.”
I turned my head and saw Carol sitting across from me with an uncomfortable expression on her face, so I shrugged and raised my shoulders.
“Why is that, Carol?”
“Princess...? You don’t usually keep pets, do you? You said that other things were a hassle.”
Carol suddenly gritted her teeth as she glared warily at Pembe, who was lying down next to me.
Oh my, I'm scared.
Not only was Rhodia grass selling well, but the one I was secretly raising recently was especially cute.
A cute little pink furry creature, only about the size of my fist.
The guy sitting on the soft bed with his short legs spread wide is cute, but he is a familiar.
"What are you looking at?"
Pembe, who was now sitting quite freely and comfortably, was looking at me with her chin resting on her hand, which was strange, when Pembe glared at me with a defiant look in her eyes.
I clenched my fist and threatened Pembe, intending to tease him.
“Huh?”
"What, what...! Your gaze is too burdensome!"
"I saw it because it was cute. I wondered if the familiar was always this cute. Am I saying all the servant horses I've seen so far were disgusting and black?"
"Huh. Well, if there are familiar like that, there are familiar who look like me. It's prejudice, Yvonne."
That's true.
I scratched the back of my head, embarrassed.
Just as people aren't all the same, familiars aren't all the same.
Pembe glanced at me and reached out his small hand for another cookie from the one next to me.
His soft, jelly-like palms are so cute.
'Sigh.'
“Do you want some cookies?”
"Yeah, it's really delicious."
Anyway.
Do the other wizards know that the familiar likes sweet food this much?
'This is incredible.'
I shook my head as I gave Pembe another cookie stuffed with raspberries.
I squinted my eyes as I watched Pembe munching on cookies with his small mouth.
"So, you're sure you can't contact your original owner? You don't even know who he is?"
"I'm telling you, it's true. My master wasn't that weak, but I don't know if he died or his dark magic weakened; but the contract was terminated. This is a first for me, but... Anyway, I'm free now."
"But why don't you go back? Isn't the home of a familiar hell?"
"...You really do know a lot, don't you? Yeah, we were born in hell. But it's boring there. And there's a lot of delicious food here, and you're pretty strong, so I don't think I'll die if you're around."
Pembe said, stuffing his mouth full of cookies and swallowing them.
“Do I look strong?”
I'm currently in a state of magical amnesia.
I wonder if he's jumping to conclusions just because I'm strong.
I looked at Pembe and smiled meaningfully, but Pembe looked confident.
"Yeah. And I'm a strong familiar, too. We promised each other yesterday to help each other, so why are you asking again?"
"Just."
Sorry, but I'm a very suspicious person.
I silenced Pembe's voice, which was filled with resentment, by giving him another cookie.
Yes.
Pembe had lost his mental connection with the warlock he had made a contract with, so he ended up sitting next to me of his own 'free will'.
I was originally going to threaten him.
Normally, if a familiar is captured alive by a wizard, it's used as a test subject. Of course, a high-ranking familiar like Pembe can escape.
But Pembe and I made a deal, so we're still here.
He would help me wholeheartedly while hiding the fact that he was a familiar, and I would continue to provide him with delicious and sweet snacks until he was satisfied.
It's a strange relationship where we are responsible for each other's safety, but it's not exactly a contractual relationship between a black magician and her familiar.
But there were still many parts that felt awkward.
"It's so strange that you don't know who the warlock who manipulated you is. It's suspicious. Are you hiding it on purpose?!"
As I squinted my eyes and doubted Pembe again, the pink fluffy servant jumped.
"I said no! My memories of the original contract have disappeared."
“Your memory is gone?”
"Yeah. Um... She's a woman, but her voice is sweet and her personality is quite dirty. You never know. If I saw her in person, you might remember her, but there's a good chance she's dead."
“Hmm. Really? She’s dead?”
I couldn't ask any more questions and just kept my mouth shut.
The warlock who sent her servant horse to kill me is dead?
Because dark magic was taboo in the empire, familiars were not properly studied. Therefore, there was no place to learn more.
I think I might be the only one who can have a normal conversation with a familiar like this.
That felt strange to me, so I asked Pembe.
"But Pembe. Why do you talk to me like this? It's so weird."
Pembe, who was holding a cookie, rolled his eyes and seemed to be thinking, but he couldn't come up with an answer.
I am a very suspicious person, so I pushed Pembe even harder.
“But why ‘me’? Other wizards and wealthy people can give you plenty of snacks.”
"That..."
Pembe looked at my face carefully, looking puzzled, and continued speaking calmly.
"I don't know. Yvonne is strong, but... Yeah, strangely enough, you smell like black magic. It feels familiar, should I say? Yvonne, are you a black magician?"
'A black magician?'
“Hey, no?!”
I was so surprised that I felt a pang of anger inside and snatched the cookie Pembe was holding.
In the original, Yvonne was destined to become a great warlock in the future, but that is no longer the case!
Tears welled up in Pembe's large eyes, perhaps because he was sad that I had taken his cookies away.
When I glared at him fiercely, Pembe made a look of resentment and soon burst into tears.
"Then why did you steal the cookies from the weak familiar! Evil Yvonne!"
"What do you mean, weak? Calling me evil? How can that come from the mouth of a familiar? The Demon King in the Underground would laugh!"
"Eww, eww!"
I was crossing my arms and snorting, but I felt so sorry for Pembe crying that I gave him the cookie back.
“Anyway, I’m not a warlock. Here, right here.”
"Sob, sob."
Is this really a familiar?
Pembe, the familiar, is so cute as he glares at me and chews on the cookie he received back.
'Ah. If it's not a familiar, I really want to raise it as my pet.'
At this rate, I feel like I might develop a dangerous hobby of frequently making Pembe cry on purpose.
While I was trying to calm the pervert running wild inside me, Pembe, who was sniffling and munching on cookies, muttered.
“Or maybe Yvonne was once subjected to black magic.”
“Me? Huh?! Yvonne was hit by black magic?”
"Yes. If you are severely affected by black magic, the aftereffects are that the black magic leaves traces on your body and soul."
Pembe explained seriously.
But I raised one corner of my mouth in a look of astonishment and laughed at Pembe.
“That’s ridiculous. Have you already forgotten that I caught you in one go?”
Even though I don't fully remember all the magic, I'm still able to catch the familiar so well!
There's no way Yvonne, who was good at magic, would be affected by black magic, right?
My expression must have been so confident that Pembe said, "No, I won't," and lay down on the bed.
Pembe, patting his bulging belly, looked so comfortable that it was almost absurd.
I told him to pretend to be my pet while he was here, and he seemed to be trying to make himself comfortable.
'A bit annoying?'
I considered pulling Pembe's fluffy pink tail just by looking at it, but then shook my head and got up.
Let's not bother the familiar that is just sitting there for no reason.
Leaving Pembe behind, I walked to the window and looked outside. It was still raining lightly.
I'm reminded of my first love, whom I had forgotten. He was so wonderful that it was hard to forget him.
There has been no word yet on where Duke Rudnine Iels has gone.
I was so angry that I thought about going back to the Iels Townhouse first, but honestly, I didn't have time for that.
Because Rhodia's grass bath bomb 'Crybaby Pembe' was selling like crazy.
It was breaking records in real time.
It was a stroke of luck that Crown Prince Adrian's birthday banquet was just around the corner.
Before the birthday banquet, noble ladies who wanted to cure their skin diseases and attend were trying to get the crybaby Pembe by raising the price somehow.
"Haha. Thanks, Adrian. You can be helpful sometimes."
But I also had a conscience, so recently I only sold it for exactly three times the price that the Fountain of the Sun was sold for.
Hahaha.
Don't ask me how much I earned...
Just know that I've made a lot of profit and I'm laughing even in my sleep...
If you knew the sales profit after deducting the Rhodia grass cost and the manufacturing labor fee paid to the president of Palette Cosmetics, everyone would call me a fraud.
But I can't help it!
I also have to repay the principal and interest I borrowed from Duke Argenthoz, secure funds for a new business, buy Thiels, and pay my employees for their hard work.
'More than anything, how much risk did I have to take to sell this!'
I stared out the window, thinking of someone threatening me by sending a messenger from somewhere.
At first, I thought that Yvonne was destined to become a warlock and that her companion was a mess, but I'm starting to think that's definitely not the case.
There's a warlock out there somewhere, and he's after me.
Why on earth? Why are you targeting me?
I wonder if there's a reason why the villainess named 'Yvonne Argenthoz' can't remain quiet like I am now.
“Princess.”
"Huh."
I was lost in thought, staring at the rainy scenery outside, when I heard a call and turned towards Carol.
Carol had a slightly nervous look on her face.
"Lady Alentia of Cardin Townhouse has contacted me. She wants to see me immediately for tea this afternoon."
“Oh, Lady Alentia? Good.”
I was just thinking that it was time to contact Lady Alentia.
I smiled and nodded.
“Aunt Alentia... appears to be a completely unsuspecting person. In our opinion.”
As I was getting ready to go out, Liana approached me and gave me some calm advice.
The structure of the Cardin Townhouse, the special features to note, the atmosphere of the house as remembered, and Lady Alentia.
But Liana was still confused, unable to believe that her aunt had betrayed them.
I said with a blank expression as I changed my clothes.
"I'll figure it out. You know it well. If you move too suddenly, you're bound to lose your prey."
“...Yes, I understand. I will wait in my seat with Eudela.”
“Yes. Just wait like this.”
I smiled softly and chose Carol as the maid to take with me to Cardin Townhouse.
Dressed in a light purple skirt that exposed my ankles and a sky blue blouse to deliberately look modest, I set off for Duke Cardin's mansion in a carriage with Carol.
Even in broad daylight, the road was dark because of the rain clouds.
“Hmm.”
As I blankly watched the rain beat against the carriage window and trickle down, Carol coughed in the silence inside the carriage.
“Ahem.”
I turned my head and saw Carol sitting across from me with an uncomfortable expression on her face, so I shrugged and raised my shoulders.
“Why is that, Carol?”
“Princess...? You don’t usually keep pets, do you? You said that other things were a hassle.”
Carol suddenly gritted her teeth as she glared warily at Pembe, who was lying down next to me.
Oh my, I'm scared.
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