The next morning, the dining room of the Grand Duke's residence.
Isolene looked at the sharp-faced Chession and the well-behaved Gremory. Soon, she was silently concentrating on her meal. She decided not to wonder about what happened last night.
After finishing the meal, the maid's office.
Isolene focused on paperwork with Gremory. Then Gremory asked,
"Hey, Isolene."
"Don't think about running away, it's been less than 10 minutes since you started work."
"Who is running away? Let me ask you something."
"What?"
"Is it so disappointing not to know the difference between a peck and a kiss?"
"Huh?"
Puzzled, Isolene dropped the quill.
"When I said I didn't know the difference between the two, Chession's expression suddenly got worse. Then he suddenly fell asleep."
"...Oh no."
Isolene, who had a rough idea of what had happened last night, shook her head.
"Hey, Mori. I thought you were a witch who knew everything, but you weren't?"
"What are you talking about? I know everything about humans. I'm a pretty advanced witch."
"Idiot! But why don't you even know the difference between a peck and a kiss? What did you do to get older?"
"No, what's the difference, even your temper?"
"You can figure that out for yourself!"
Gremory pouted his lips.
At that time, the butler who came in informed her of the guest's visit.
"Miss Mori, the Little Duke Kenneth Ortega has come to visit."
Gremory stood up coldly.
"I'll have to ask Kenneth."
"No! You mad witch! If you don't want to misunderstand, don't ask him!"
When Isolene retorted, Gremory, who was in a bad mood, couldn't help but shout.
"So just tell me? What's the difference between a peck and a kiss, and everyone hides it tightly? Butler! Do you know what it is?"
"...Don't ask me that."
The butler walked out of the office, looking at the mountains in the distance. Angry, Isolene jumped up and headed somewhere.
"Wait and see!"
She brought a book with a red cover from somewhere and held it out.
"Read this!"
It was a popular novel. Gremory's expression scrunched when she saw the title.
"Why did the Countess feed her servant goat meat? What is this?"
"A-best-selling must-read book that every imperial person reads at least once."
"Do you have to read a book when you just tell me in words?"
"If you want to read, read it!"
Gremory pouted her lips and walked away. With a novel on her side, she went to meet Kenneth in the parlor.
When she arrived at the parlor, Gremory slumped down on the couch across from Kenneth. She threw the popular novel she had brought with her on the table.
When Kenneth saw the cover of the book, he was in a lot of trouble.
"Why did you bring this when you came to see me?"
"Just, someone gave it to me on the way home."
"Who would do this... Anyway, I came here because I had something to ask."
"What is it?"
"When are you going to get married?"
Marriage. Gremory's eyes widened at the word.
"Marriage? Why am I doing that?"
"Then you won't do it? After making such a fuss with the Grand Duke?"
"..."
"Why don't you answer? Did you really want to marry someone else? Wow, he'll cry if the Grand Duke finds out."
Gremory was just dumbfounded.
Something gradually began to emerge in her mind, which had become a blank slate. It was the wedding of the Count of Marbellion, whom she had once attended with Chession.
A contract that was made with a rare and beautiful bond that was full of beautiful things.
"...Do I have to do that?"
It was amazing. She thought that marriage would not be in her life. She had never been greedy.
But is it time to talk about marriage? Has my life become peaceful enough to think about marriage?
She felt very strange.
Kenneth, who had no way of knowing Gremory's feelings, was just confused.
"So, you don't get married?"
"I have to do it. But when do I have to get married?"
"It doesn't matter whenever, but most of the time it's in the spring."
"If it's spring, it's not long, right?"
"That's why I'm here to ask you. Are you going to get married this year?"
"Why do you bother to ask? What does my marriage have to do with you?"
"I'm going to do it soon, but I don't want to overlap with you. The guests I invite will be similar."
"If the timing overlaps, are you going to put it off?"
"...Shouldn't it be?"
Kenneth replied nervously. Of course, he didn't want to suddenly postpone the wedding date that he had set for last year. However, if the witch who saved the family wants to get married at that time, wouldn't it be right to give in?
"I didn't see you that way, but you're deeper than I thought."
"I've always been a caring and profound person."
"It's funny. Isn't that it? I can see into all the darkness of humanity. If I list the sins you have committed in your life..."
"Yes, so tell me when you're going to get married!"
"Aren't you guys? I haven't even talked to Chession about that yet."
"Then what have you two been doing so far? Could it be that you were only in a relationship? When you finally met again, nothing really happened when you lived in the same house?"
Kenneth sneered, and Gremory was dumbfounded. What is he that cares about other people's love affairs?
"Yes, it's not your business. I'll take care of it, so shut up and get out."
"I don't think you're doing it yourself. If I see that you are trying to learn about love from that book."
"Shut up. I'm just trying to read it because it's a must-read for the Empire."
"This is a must-read... I win."
Kenneth shook his head. He can't believe she's carrying a red cover book like that. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't open his eyes and look straight at them.
"Anyway. If you think you're going to get married this spring, please contact me in advance."
"Did you really come all the way here to ask about that?"
"Yes!"
Kenneth scratched the back of his head and left. Gremory, who was left alone in the parlor, crossed her legs and decided to read a red book.
However, it was unusual from the first page.
"Oh..."
As an imperial bestseller, she could immediately tell the difference between a peck and a kiss. Of course, there are other things.
***
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Chession was out of hand. It was because of the memory of the previous night.
"Hah..."
Chession put down his pen and wrapped his hands around his head.
'What on earth was I going to do?'
Looking back, Mori has always been somewhat pure. Speaking too frankly, showing her motions honestly, and acting in a way.
'Well, she didn't even know what the meaning of confession was. I was a fool to think I knew everything.'
Fair enough. He just needs to teach her slowly, one by one. Slowly, at a speed that Mori wouldn't be surprised.
'Yes, there is no hurry at all. Let's just prepare for marriage first. Sleeping after that is the standard of the aristocracy.'
It doesn't seem important to them if Mori follows the rules of the nobility, but it's the norm, so it wouldn't hurt to follow them.
Yes, that would be nice.
Holding his pen again, Chession put the papers away in a corner of his desk. He took out a blank piece of paper and began to think about how to propose marriage.
'Mori seemed to like surprises. Would you like it if you prepared a marriage proposal as a surprise?'
A smile crept across Chession's face. Methods that Gremory might like were filled in on a blank piece of paper.
Then, a black cat opened the window
"Chession..."
"Ahh..."
Panicked, Chession screamed and crumpled the paper. Then he threw it into the fireplace. Gremory, who was surprised, stood up her black fur.
"Why are you so surprised? Did you see something strange?"
"No, I don't!"
"What did you just throw?"
"I was surprised when you kept showing up, so I threw it without even realizing it!"
"You have a lot of strange habits. But are you going to be surprised every time I show up? Get used to it."
Gremory sat on the windowsill and wagged her tail gently. Hesitant, Chession cleared his chest in surprise and asked.
"Why did you come? To pet you?"
"I'm here because I have something to ask you."
"What is it?"
"When are we going to get married?"
"..."
"What's wrong with your expression? Did I ask you something strange?"
"That's not it..."
Gremory's demand for a wedding date shattered Chession's surprise marriage proposal.
Chession was embarrassed. A witch who doesn't even know the difference between a peck and a kiss brings up the topic of marriage first. Is it because she knows what marriage means?
"Why? Do you think I'm talking about marriage without even knowing what it means?"
"...Nope."
"That's exactly what you look like. You think a kid who doesn't know the difference between a peck and a kiss is talking nonsense again."
"No, I don't."
Gremory stepped down from the windowsill and gently approached Chession. She jumped up and sat down on Chession's lap.
"So, if you show me the difference between a peck and a kiss, will you tell me the date of our wedding?"
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