My Dear Husband, Let's Keep It Business-Like! ~Countess Anastasia, Raised in The Downtown, Won't Give Up Her Way~ - Episode 17

Finally relieved that Christina had returned, I let out a deep sigh and took a sip of the chamomile tea in front of me.

Ahh, my heart feels so purified.

A few moments after Christina’s visit.

My husband and I were sitting facing each other in a salon where we had cleared out everyone else.

My husband had just come home, and I had just gone through that incident, so we decided to talk again once we were both ready.

“That behavior of the Fairfanville Duke’s daughter… Did you always get treated like that in the Duke’s household?”

My husband opens his mouth, looking like it’s hard for him to say.

“No, that was still quite cute compared to what life was really like in the ducal household!!”

Anastasia, unable to tell the truth as expected, pondered what to do, and the spirits from earlier fluttered around her hands.

Yes, it was actually these spirits who protected Anastasia from the tea that Christina threw earlier.

When Christina threw the teapot at Anastasia, I thought it was all over. Just as I instinctively raised my hand to shield my face, these spirits, shining with a stronger light than usual, swooped in and knocked the teapot away.

Bare hands

Yeah. I chopped the teapot with my bare hands.

Since I was imagining being helped by some more spiritual force, honestly, when I remember that scene, I still feel a creeping sense of amusement.

As I looked at the spirits and couldn’t help but chuckle to myself, I suddenly noticed my husband looking at me with a surprised expression.

I quickly cover the spirits that came close with my hand.

Huh? You can see it too, dear husband!? No way, why!?

Until now, I had never met anyone other than my parents who could see the spirits.

I used to vaguely wonder if only people with high magical power could see them, but even those with quite high magical power couldn’t see the spirits.

Earlier, Christina didn’t seem to notice the light either. What could be the difference between people who can see it and those who can’t?

By the way, Christina is also quite a high-magic-power holder. As expected of a duke’s daughter, even if her attitude is rotten.

“What is that light? There was a similar light earlier, but are you really doing something?”

“Can you see it too, my lord?”

“Of course you can see it. If it shines that much, it can’t help but catch your eye. Is it some kind of new magical tool or something?”

Um, well… is it okay to talk about spirits?

When I was little, my mother…

“Don’t talk to them because they can’t see you. They’ll think you’re weird.”

I accepted it when it was said, but what about in this case?

I’m not really well-versed in spirits either, you know.

What should I do? I try to peek at the spirits through my hands to hear their opinions, but they just tilt their heads with blank expressions.

Alright, for now, let’s just cover it up.

“Um, well, yes. Yes, it’s probably a magical tool!!”

“What do you mean by ‘maybe’…?”

“Actually, I don’t really understand it myself either.”

“…………”

“See, I lived without even knowing my own identity. Honestly, I don’t know anything about my parents, myself, or this matter.”

This is really true. Honestly, there are so many things I don’t understand.

I want someone to teach me.

“By the way, I’ve been meaning to ask, but don’t you always wear the same pendant? Could it be a magical item?”

“Oh, is this it? You noticed it well!”

Today, I’m wearing a dress, which is unusual for me, so I stand out, but I didn’t think anyone would notice the pendant I’ve been wearing hidden under my clothes as much as possible.

Depending on the design of the clothes, it might have been visible, so maybe that’s how they noticed?

“This is indeed a magical pendant that was said to be a talisman, so you must always wear it.”

But it broke.

“Is that so? Does that mean I can’t use it anymore?”

“Yeah, I don’t think it has any effect anymore. See, there’s a dent in the middle part of the pendant, right? Originally, a magic stone was set here.”

“A magic stone, huh… What kind of effect did it have?”

“It’s an effect that changes the color of the eyes and… hair.”

My husband had a startled expression on his face.

Yes, my golden hair now is proof that I am descended from the royal family or the head ducal family. There’s no way I could live as a commoner looking like this.

“When I became aware of my surroundings, I was wearing this pendant. Back then, my eyes and hair were brown. I thought that was just the normal color for me.”