My Dear Husband, Let's Keep It Business-Like! ~Countess Anastasia, Raised in The Downtown, Won't Give Up Her Way~ - Episode 52

“Huh!? M-Master! I can walk. I can walk, so please put me down!”

Ana is thrashing weakly in my arms, but a person who still has enough strength to walk on their own usually doesn’t say “I can walk.”

What the heck, “please put me down”?

Too cute!!

I carried Ana to the front of the room, but then I suddenly realized I didn’t know which room to enter.

It’s utterly outrageous to bring someone into my room, and I also feel guilty about entering Ana’s room without permission.

Is the couple’s bedroom the safest option after all?

Thinking that, I laid Ana down on the large bed in the couple’s bedroom. By this time, Ana had completely fallen asleep.

Honestly, this is just too careless. I absolutely must keep my eyes on him at the night party. Of course, drinking is absolutely prohibited too.

The first time I saw Ana’s sleeping face, it looked so innocent and much younger compared to the usual quick-witted Anna.

Sleeping so soundly without a care in the world…

Let’s forgive this much… After watching Ana’s sleeping face for a while, I called Marie, thinking it would be hard to sleep like this.

The time with Ana is bittersweet, but I can’t possibly have her change her dress.

While I was absentmindedly pondering today’s events in my room, there was a gentle knock on the door.

“Your Grace, it is Marie.”

Marie, huh? Has Ana finished changing?

“Oh, what’s wrong?”

When I opened the door and replied, Marie spoke with a somewhat troubled expression.

“Um, your wife is calling for you…”

“What!? Ana! Me!?”

Without thinking, she leaned forward, and Marie took about two steps back.

“Well, it seems you haven’t sobered up yet, and you were going on about spinach or something…”

“Spinach??”

I’m pretty sure Ana liked spinach quiche. Is she hungry?

“Since you seem to be half-asleep, shall I let you sleep as you are?”

“No!!”

Marie is a bit surprised because he denied it with such force.

Oh no, I’m going to be thought of as a weird person.

“Ahem. No, um, it’s fine, I’ll go.”

If the wife is calling, the husband should go, right?

When I said that, Marie looked puzzled for a moment, then nodded happily.

“Husband! You’re late! Please sit down.”

When I entered the room, Ana, who was still completely drunk, was trying hard to talk to me with slurred speech.

What is this? It’s so cute.

“Is that okay? Even in business, hou-ren-sou is important. Report, consult, inform.”

No way, that’s definitely wrong. Besides, that would be a broadcast violation.

By the way, what is “renren”?

“So, if the policy has changed, you need to properly inform me, or else it will be a problem.”

“Policy?”

“It’s about the direction of our married life. Should we show that we’re getting along, or not? I don’t know unless you decide. Right now, we should at least be a minimum of a couple, but recently, my husband has been so kind.”

…the bare minimum… could it be what I said the day after the wedding?

“Everyone knows that we are a couple brought together by an arranged marriage. There’s no need to go out of our way to pretend to be close.”

“Then, if it gets across that I am fulfilling the bare minimum of my duties, that is sufficient, correct?”

I remember the conversation I had with Ana once.

Looking back on it, I’m such a scumbag.

“Please make a proper decision. What should I do?”

“I, I am…!!”

Without thinking, I stood up and, with the same momentum, knelt in front of Ana.

“I know you’re saying this for your own convenience. But I… I… want to be a real couple with Ana!”

They probably said something that was completely unexpected.

Ana tilted her head and pondered deeply.

“Isn’t that a bit… too different from what we initially discussed?”

——Rejected!!

I took Ana’s hand in front of me without caring about appearances and pleaded while kneeling.

“Just… just somehow! I’ll do my best!”

…That’s it! A trial period!! Can I have a trial period too?

“Shiyou kikan… desu ka?”

This time, Ana tilts her head to the other side and asks.

Every little thing is so cute, damn it!!

“Exactly! A trial period! It would be a waste not to see if I can be a real husband, right!?”

I pressed on with all my might. If I let this opportunity slip away, I probably won’t have another chance.

Even if it’s already too late, it’s not unreasonable.

I am aware that I have done that much.

A few seconds later, words of salvation were brought from above my head, where I had been hiding my face in fear.

“Hmm… well, okay then. I’ll give it to you.”

I was so moved that I thought I might cry.

I vow to serve Ana as her husband from now on, making up for all the times I haven’t.

Thank you, Ana. I’m going to be reborn!

It’s Newborn Eugene!!