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Is the highlight of the banquet on the last day? (15) – unedited

T/W: violence, humiliation

It was a short night to relieve the fatigue of the past, but he made it even sweeter. I fell asleep without even dreaming. The next day, waking up makes my stomach painful.

“Ugh, I want to sleep more.”

I said that, but suddenly I was in front of Count Abitz's mansion. I haven't looked in the mirror, and even if I don't have to check it, I know very well that there will be dark circles under my eyes.

Merson, on the other hand, looked very lively, as usual. Even the white skin, which was shiny like it was made from computer graphics, seemed unaffected, and there was not a single yawn that came from between the red lips.

“Is it because he's the demon king…….”

Actually, he never showed signs of tiredness except when he lacked energy, so it's not a new thing.

Of course, I was not the only one who had a lot of tiredness on my face, all the employees except Merson were dropping their shoulders. It had only been a day, but their physical strength was already hitting the bottom.

“By the way, I didn't see Evan?”

“I've been looking for him, but I can't find him.”

It was Evan who would normally have run around calling us by name, but today he is quiet for some reason.

“Don't tell me, that guy, he's not here?”

Where was that imposingness as an experienced person, yet he went and took a day off from work? Even we, who are raw beginners, came out holding our waists like this!

I tried to think that he overslept because of work yesterday, but I couldn't see Evan until the moment the door of the mansion opened and the employees entered at once.

When I went to the onion warehouse, the first thing that greets me is the pile of onions. 'Hey, hello? Did you miss me last night?' They seemed to say that to me. In fact, I was terrified to see these damn onions even in my dreams, but in reality it's even more terrifying.

“Erina, let's cheer up and start today!”

“Yes.”

Uncle Greek looked energetic, like he was eating some healthy food secretly. I locked myself in the warehouse and started peeling the onions. The banquet started when the onions were almost all moved.

Every time I had spare time, he scoured the mansion looking for Chenin, but again, I couldn't find her. It's disappointing that I wanted to open the doors of each room and look inside, but I couldn't.

I was walking around the hall and was about to go back to the onion warehouse, I saw a familiar back.

“Evan!”

What? Maybe he didn't hear me, he didn't even look at me. I thought I called him quite loudly… As evidence, the lady in front of Evan was startled and swept her chest.

I didn't stop calling, so I ran and pulled his sleeve.

“What, why aren't you answering my call?”

“Oh sorry. I've been thinking about something else for a while.”

Evan's face looks emaciated. His cheeks seemed to have sunk in one day, and his eyes were red and bloodshot, probably from fatigue like me. I thought he was secretly going to a honey spot, but it seems that wasn't the case.

“Were you late today? Were you in trouble?”

“… yes.”

“It must have been very difficult. In one day, you became a completely different person.”

Suddenly, as I raised my hand to lift the hair that had fallen down his forehead, someone called Evan's name.

“Evan Prechild!”

It wasn't a shout, but those words with some sharpness penetrated into my ears until they stinged.

“Chief, Chief Guernia.”

Evan's face turned noticeably pale. His body was stiff and frightened, as if he had seen a ghost.

I hurriedly put my hand away and greeted Guernia. At that moment, I felt her eyes burning hot on the top of my head. What did I do wrong?

“What is your name?”

After thinking for a moment about who she was talking to, I quickly realized that Guernia knew Evan's name, so she would probably be talking to me. I hurriedly said my name.

“ I am Erina Holden.”

“Oh, I remember. The one with the handsome husband… Right?”

“… Yes. That's right, well.”

Rather than remembering me as myself, I felt like I was being recognized as the wife of the handsome man.

“And the one that the saintess herself went to see.”

“What?”

“Didn't you see the saintess yesterday? I told her that you work in the onion warehouse.”

“Oh, no, I saw her.”

What else is this? Yesterday, the saintess said she lost her way, so she stopped by the onion warehouse by accident, but actually, she went on purpose to see me? But why did she leave with Merson without saying a word to me?

“Then why did the saintess look for me?”

“Isn't it natural for her to be worried because the believer's complexion is not good? She is so merciful.”

… I am not a believer? I have no religion.

I wanted to say something, but I decided to keep quiet, wondering what kind of scolding I would get.

“By the way, Erina Holden. Your job must be at the onion warehouse, so why are you near the hall?”

Hiiih! I'm doomed. Uh… that, that! Should I say I'm going to the bathroom? No! The bathroom is right next to the warehouse. Then I'm hungry, so I'm wondering if there's anything I can eat… No, this is going to get me more in trouble!

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