I Would Like To Live A Different Life If I Could Go Back In Time - Episode 29

The next day, I was able to wake up feeling refreshed early in the morning.

If you’ve slept for four whole days, well…

Even though I find it bothersome, I get ready and leave the dorm.

It would be quite inappropriate to wear something like that to the guild, wouldn’t it?

But since there was no carriage sent from home, I put on a dress and a robe, pulled the hood deep over my head, and left the dormitory. I was able to walk to the mansion without any trouble. I was stopped by the gatekeeper in front of the gate.

“Yuria, today when I went home, I sent a letter to Father.”

“…We have received a message from the butler. Welcome back, Lady Yuria.”

It seems that the gatekeeper has been properly informed. But, you know, I am technically a member of the Osborne family. Normally, I would just walk right in. With a slight sense of resentment in my heart, I enter the mansion.

“Miss Yuria, welcome back. The master is waiting for you.”

The butler guides me to my father as if he had been waiting eagerly.

“Father, I have just returned.”

“Ah. Right away, regarding the tea party held at the palace the other day, one of His Majesty’s aides came to the residence wanting to hear the details, but you had already returned to the dormitory. And this pile of marriage proposals. What is the meaning of this?”

My father asked me while holding a cigar. I wonder what the right answer is.

“Even if you ask me what happened, I don’t know either. A monster appeared at the tea party venue, and I just protected His Highness.”

Because of that, I ended up using too much magic and fell asleep for three days.

Regarding the marriage proposal, didn’t the people present at the time want me as their bride? Ah, I have no intention of marrying anyone.

You think I told Father that I want to become a magician, right?

“Well, if I had to say, I think it would be okay to consider an engagement with Master Giannino, the royal palace magician.”

Even if I say I don’t like it, this is my family.

I think it’s not surprising if they make decisions on their own.

I spoke to my father with a calm expression on my face.

And then, I decided to talk in detail about what happened at the tea party. At that time, I also mentioned that I set up a barrier to protect His Highness and the others.

“I see. So that’s how it came to this situation? Are you heading to the palace tomorrow?”

“I was planning to go to the castle tomorrow, but since I was summoned by the palace this afternoon, I think I’ll go as is.”

“That outfit is inappropriate. Change your clothes and then go. Come back here after the meeting.”

“Of course, darling.”

Even though it’s a distant memory, I still remember perfectly what to wear to go to the castle.

I say it in my heart, but I don’t let it show on my face or in my words.

For now, there’s no time to relax, so we decided to talk about the marriage proposal after we get home.

What would my father think about it?

I want to listen carefully to it once.

We also need to think about what to do moving forward because of that.

I changed into a dress in the guest room and headed to the palace.

“Lady Yuria Osborn has arrived.”

The place I was guided to was the audience chamber, which had an extravagant design. The distance to His Majesty is quite far. I slowly walked down the red carpet, performing the subordinate’s bow.

“It is with the utmost joy and gratitude that I express my appreciation for the opportunity to meet His Majesty King Joseph, the Sun of the Ragand Kingdom.”

“Today, I have come at the behest of His Majesty the King.”

“Formalities are fine. It’s about the tea party the other day. I heard you set up a barrier and protected Randolph and the other nobles.”

Thank you. I thought of a reward from me, but the queen wasn’t satisfied, so it was decided that asking Lady Yuria would be best. Is there anything you desire?

His Majesty must have been thinking of arranging a betrothal or bestowing a title to win him over.

In my memory from before, the queen was very kind and seemed like a second mother who listened to me attentively.

You must have said that this time too, something that would please the young lady.

A reward, huh?

What would be good?

“I would like the reward to be the sweets made by the palace chef. Sweets that can only be tasted at the palace. I regretted not being able to eat much at the recent tea party.”

Actually, I ate a lot. If I could, I’d want to eat it again.

“Is that really okay?”

His Majesty has a somewhat anticlimactic expression on his face.

“Yes. The sweets from the palace are very delicious, and I would definitely like to have some.”

“Jewels and titles, you don’t even have a fiancé, do you? You could ask for more.”

“…I apologize. Perhaps because I have lived in a small village in the territory since childhood, I am not very interested in jewels or titles. If my father gives his permission, I am considering becoming a commoner.”

“Really? What a waste. You’re a noble after all.”

“…Perhaps because I have been suffering from illness for a long time, I am not very interested in the nobility. Even now, because of my illness, I am sometimes looked at strangely by those around me. I hope to live quietly as an ordinary citizen.”

“I see, you have no desires. Well, that’s fine. It was the pastry made by the palace chef, right? I’ll have it made right away. Until then, you should wait in your guest room.”

“Grateful happiness”

Your Majesty looked very disappointed.

Having no desires is not really a good thing.

If there is desire, they control the other person by calling it a reward, thinking that the other person will continue to trust and work for them in the future.

If there’s no desire, it’s a difficult person to bring into the royal family. If they were someone they absolutely couldn’t let go of, a royal decree would be issued, but the risk of bringing in someone like me, who has a chronic illness, is too high. I’m not seen as that important of a person.

I can clearly see my value to the royal family now. I want to maintain this current state, neither getting too close nor too far.

While I was resting in the guest room, the servant came in, saying he had a message to deliver.

“His Highness Randolph said, ‘I would like to thank you for the tea party. I will be waiting in the courtyard.’ You are instructed to take him to the first salon.”

I thought we would have contact somewhere, but it’s now, huh?