Beware of the Brothers Chapter 14.5

BOTB Chapter 14.5 (1) The older brother, Eugene

Eugene's POV

“As a human beings, we have to add extra allowance this quarter.”

In a moving wagon, Rowengreen lamented his situation. His voice was filled with dissatisfaction, skepticism, and resignation.

“It's not like we keeping time like a knife, It's really too much, isn't it?”

He was Rowengreen Swallows, who served as assistant to the Duke of Ernst since five years ago, but the man who was the subject of his resentment was still heartless today.

Sergeant Rowengreen, sitting on the other side, said without looking at the duke and grumbled. The duke heard his word.

“Of course it was. In particular, the Duke of Ernst had a pretty high view of Rowengreen's abilities, so he had never been stingy with extra allowances and bonuses.”

Eugene said. As he always pay for it.

“Okay, if it wasn't for the money!”

Rowengreen stole tears from his stupid past. Even though he's getting a huge salary, the most important is a welfare.

If Rowengreen had thought it would look like this, he would never have signed the contract at that time…

But he wasn't.

That's because Rowengreen is very snobbish, and the money he's getting in return for his work is so great that it makes a lot of temptation.

So in a sense, it seemed to be self-employed.

“Why are you still talking? and why are your hands stopped?”

In the meantime, the young Duke of Ernst relentlessly pointed out the negligence of his subordinates.

It was an attitude that it didn't matter if his aide was lamented and frustrated or not.

Rowengreen was forced to sigh.

“I have wagon sickness.”

“I told the treasurer in advance about the excess allowance.”

“I'll be forever in your service.”

Yes, the original money was said to be earned like a dog when it young. Good money, security guaranteed! Let's bury the bones until he retire!

So, Rowengreen was able to compete as he started to concentrate once, the piled up work began to decrease rapidly.

Then, at one point, Rowengreen's eyes turned to the person who sat down in front of him. His boss, Eugene Ernst, had been looking at documents without raising his head.

He is so busy, that even he is always busy looking at his work in the wagon.

When Rowengreen thought about why they went out, his feelings became complicated.

“In the midst of this long-awaited piled of your works, you are going to pick your own sibling's gifts.”

It wasn't an intention to be sarcastic.

It was just amazing to have an incredibly devoted figure at him, such as splitting up time and going to buy gifts to send to them, or replying without forgetting to the letter to his siblings every time.

In particular, Eugene worked very hard on his sister's gift.

As it's to be a girl gift, he was worried about not knowing what to prepare. On one occasion, he asked Rowengreen a serious question,

'Well, What's a young girls likely to like?'

“How about a gift other than clothes or shoes now?”

He's an Ernst, who is the imperial sword and shield of generations to generations.

Rowengreen didn't know if he could find such a person like this from other nobleman.

“I've wanted to tell you before, but since she's in full growth, I think it might be difficult to choose a gift.”

“Is it? I didn't think she would have grown that much compared to a few years ago.”

When Rowengreen met Eugene for the first time, he was still a boy with a naive mind.

At that time, Rowengreen who's side with the imperial family and looked at Eugene Ernst, who had begun to devour both nobles who had evil spirits.

He's man with no blood relation on his head and was poisoned his both eyes, and even his family relatives were all down, as Rowengreen was no longer felt tired after seeing him.

Of course, now Rowengreen didn't have that idea anymore. For that reason, he've been watching them next to Eugene for quite a long time.

In the meantime, listening to Ernst's history wandering in the middle of the river, Rowengreen found out why Eugene was forced to do so.

As soon as the story of his younger siblings came out, Rowengreen secretly shook his tongue, looking at Eugene's face, which was clearly softened.

That look hasn't changed 5 years ago or now.

“By the way, you should build a relationship with your fiancée and have a meal, too.”

But as soon as the topic changed, Eugene quickly became no longer interested in a conversation with Rowegreen.

He seemed to have been lost his expression. A cool, expressionless face was once again placed on the surface, heading for a blank response.

Due to Eugene's personality, he was obliged to fulfill his duties to his fiancée, but it was just the duty he got there.

Rowengreen looked at Eugene's face, which wasn't left any expression at the corner for an idea to the first meeting with his fiancee.

“Are you okay with this?”

“Would it be okay, to what?”

“Is it okay to be married to someone you've never seen before and to marry and live together for the rest of your life?”

Eugene thought it was okay, but it was difficult to keep Rowengreen mouth quiet because he was right with the ugliness of his heart, but Eugene replied dryly as if his words were not itchy.

“On this aristocratcity, such marriages are common. Don't say ordinary things like something unusual.”

Rowengreen evidently answered another question, and dared to ask another question.

“Then, will your brothers are going to get married like that too?”

“Why should my brothers do that?”

Eugene often denied it, not knowing if he knew he was contradicting what he had just said.

“Did you just say that it is universal?”

“There is no reason for them to have such a duty.”

It was as if they were aware of the fact that they had never thought about it.

When Rowengree sometimes thinks, perhaps Eugene is a maid or a servant, or a butler, who does a chore to someone he likes.

It seemed that even if he become a farmers who were farming in Mabunashi, or where gold is accepted by pulling wagons, he would not object.

So, Rowengreen was forced to feel frustrated in a position to watch Eugene from his side.

“The duke tend to be too strict only for his happiness.”

And the moment when Rowengreen said that, Eugene's hand, who was signing the papers, stopped in the meantime.

[Any choice, I want brother Eugene to be happy.]

Suddenly, a sentence in the letter that Hari sent to him passed by in my head. Eugene chewed the words for a while, then quickly closed his eyes.

“I don't care. My happiness doesn't weigh on the marriage in the first place.”

Eugene knew what Hari concern was when she wrote it down, and he also knew why Rowengreen had just said this to him.

However, Eugene did not think he was making a sacrifice. Everything he does now is only for what he wants.

“There's no other partner I have in mind anyway, and she's only making the best choice.”

So if his precious people can live a more comfortable and happy life than now, it's more than enough.

“Well, don't say so cynical.”

Oh, but Rowengreen shook his head towards Eugene.

“The person who makes your heart beat, maybe you can meet her tomorrow, no, even today.

Rowengreen voice was adamant, but Eugene only listened to it and laughed.

“Why do you laugh? Since this is the advice of a senior in life, you may want to engrave it.”

“If you have time to chat, do your work instead.”

“I would have to vomit the motion sickness…”

BOTB 14.5 (2)

After a while, the wagon stopped at its destination.

The sloppy Rowengreen first got off the wagon. Eugene still felt pretty satisfied after finishing the job during the carriage movement.

“Where are you going?”

Eugene looked around for a moment.

There are many buildings with luxurious signboards around the door because it is a street with all kinds of shops. This gift is very special, so he was especially troubled.

Absolutely. It was a gift for the day his siblings came to Ernst again.

“This way.”

Finally, Eugene made a decision and moved on.

In fact, Cabel and Erich's gift had already been set, but it was true that he had no choice to give to her, and in the meantime, in the letter that Hari sent to him, he's thinking back about the gift, before he managed to decide his mind.

“Yes? Where does this flower smell come?”

“The flower scent?”

“Yes.”

“Then it seemed like the flower market was opening today….”

After listening to Rowengreen, Eugene took a deep breath. This is the day when the empty Ernst will regain its old vitality.

It will not be long before.

“Oh.”

Maybe it's because he was soaked in feelings that didn't match. Eugene has never found anyone approaching him.

Even though it was a noisy street with many people coming and going, the short voice heard under his chin was toxic.

The moment he hit the body, he grabbed the arm of the person who touched it reflexively. His eyes, which had just blown up until now, had already hardened more than ever.

He has never allowed others, even one-sided, to approach a certain distance after an assault a few years ago. Still on his body was a scar from the sword.

In a way, it was the last blow to mark the end of his tough fight.

However, it was more than four years since he could not tolerate even a dangerous hem in the future.

From now on, the world, where his family will live, had to be a safe place without even a slight threat.

He was vigilant. Eugene sharply noted his own mistakes.

He was excited by the expectation that his family would soon meet at the empty Ernst, and let his heart go.

It would have been obvious that it would have been dangerous if the person who had been hit was the one who had come for his life.

Eugene grasped the arm of the person he came across without even knowing it, but what was in front of him now was an ordinary woman.

It was only covered with a flowered hat and only her mouth and chin were visible, but he could see that the small red lips were embarrassed.

The thing held in the hands of a woman or a girl was not a weapon to hurt him, but a finely polished flower.

“Are you okay?”

Eugene opened his mouth, looking down at a few flowers on the floor. But at that very moment, the arm held in his hand was stiff.

Then it turned out that he was giving power to his hands to be somewhat rude. Thin enough to be held in one hand. Looking at her arm, she seemed to be feeling some pain in his grip.

“Oh, sorry. Please forgive me for the rude.”

Immediately after realizing that fact, Eugene released her right arm.

It was because he was embarrassed by an unexpected contact, but perhaps it was the other party feel it as well.

“I did not see what was in front of me, so I made a mistake.”

When he repeatedly apologized, the white hand holding the flower trembled. What?

He also felt embarrassed because she seemed to be scared unintentionally.

When he saw her properly, he noticed that silver hair was fluttering under the hat covering her face.

The moment he saw it, the sharpness that stood on Eugene's face was slightly relieved.

Of course, the person in his memory had a much younger appearance than this, but it was also true that when he found something similar to the person he had missed for years in the face of her, he was just relaxed.

“For the falled flowers reimburse.”

“Sister Hari!”

However, in the voice that dug into his ears, Eugene became unable to speak. The girl in front of him responded little to the call she had just made.

As if it were her name.

“Hari?”

He unconsciously ridiculed himself as saying her name, really, it was stupid. Isn't it natural? The person in front of him couldn't have been Hari.

Hey, his sister is much younger and smaller…

But that thought broke down without a trace in his head the next moment. In the uplifted of the face of the woman who faced him, as she finally raised her head towards him.

That moment…

It was as if time had stopped.

Her purple eyes that had been shaking were reflecting on his hardened eyes. The slender face that touched the field of his view was unfamiliar, but there were corners that resembled those in memory.

Eugene's eyes slowly widened.

Suddenly, the girl's face, which had completely taken off her mask, became a small shock, causing a sudden agitation in Eugene's chest.

The yellow ribbon on her hat, decorated with flowers, shook in front of his eyes.

It was a subtle, sweet scent mixed with the scent of the peony she was holding in the wind of the spring.

Among them, Hari, who was no longer a child, opened her mouth and called him.

“Brother Eugene.”

'Don't be so cynical. The person who makes your heart beat, maybe you can meet her tomorrow, no, even today.'

At that moment, why did the words he heard in the wagon come to mind?

It was as if Rowengreen was laughing at him behind his back.

Chapter end