The Villainess in the Romance Fantasy Is Strange

55. Determination (4)

Cain’s lips parted slowly, his expression hardly changing unless it was for the most part.

As if she had lost her senses, she kept her mouth open for a while. Cain, who soon regained her senses, glanced at his older brother, Ruin Reinhardt.

“Who, who?”

Cain, who maintained her poker face even in front of Lia’s swimsuit, stuttered her words and asked.

Seeing Cain’s flustered appearance, which was very rare, Ruin Reinhardt laughed inwardly and replied calmly.

“Lea von Eleves,” She said, “Only. Didn’t she hear?”

Her Confirmation Hearing Ruin Reinhardt’s words, which seemed to kill her, Cain lowered her head as if to think about her for a moment.

“… ….”

1 Second.

2 Seconds.

Three seconds.

And after 4 seconds.

Cain raised her head slowly again, with an expression that seemed to doubt her own ears and the other person’s true intentions. As if she couldn’t believe it, she looked at Ruin Reinhardt.

“You’re kidding…… ?”

“Well, just kidding.”

“…… Older brother.”

The moment she jokingly said a word, Cain’s brow furrowed.

Ruin Reinhardt was very surprised to see Cain like that. Not to mention, Cain, her own brother, was a man whose emotional expression was extremely rare.

Until the age of 10, when she lived in her family’s house, her irritability and anger were not. I’ve rarely seen her make a favorite tee.

Since she left the family and took over as escort knight for Lia von Eleves, she has become a man who can express her feelings without regret, as if she has changed. Where did that change come from?

‘Is it really a woman?’

No matter how much a man looks like a wooden stone, does a person change like this when he spends time with a woman skin-to-skin?

Although he didn’t express anything special, Ruin Reinhardt was surprised at the change in her Cain’s personality.

Fishik-.

When Ruin Reinhardt laughed with only the corner of her mouth raised, her Cain’s eyebrows were distorted and she drew the figure of her eight (八) in reverse.

“Why is your expression so serious?”

“…… Brother, if you keep coming out like this.”

“Yeah, just kidding. Joke.”

The blue-eyed young guy opened his eyes very wide.

‘I was cute when I was little.’

How did I become such a stupid person who gets mad at my brother like this? No matter how much hyung made a joke. This is why it is so scary to turn a blind eye to women.

I’m afraid I’ll do it as if there was no talk of marriage.

…… But that won’t work What’s the catch here?

Ruin Reinhardt, grunting inwardly, straightened her back and cleared her voice. She gestured that she would soon say something serious, and Cain’s gaze, noticing that, naturally went to my brother’s face.

“Before you came here, so about four hours from now. Macmillan von Eleves, head of the Eleves family, has contacted me.”

Ruin Reinhardt glanced at her desk at home.

Cain found a communication magic tool that looked like a round and transparent marble placed on the desk.

“A magic tool for communication?”

“Um, yes. Isn’t there no means of communication other than magic tools in the first place?”

Well, it’s not a distance where transmission, the magic that transmits voice, is possible.

Cain nodded and waited for his older brother to speak.

“Anyway, I immediately wondered what was going on… …. Macmillan, the man said.”

“Yes, say?”

“They told you to take responsibility.”

“Responsibility…… ?”

Responsibility, suddenly why?

Cain said, ‘Did I do something that I should be responsible for? .’ While he was in trouble, Ruin Reinhardt pondered over the memories of a while ago.

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McMillan, that bearish fox apparently said.

“The day you won the Hunt Festival, I heard you will know it if you remember what happened with Lia von Eleves.”

“… ….”

He hesitated.

Cain’s movements stopped for a moment.

It was only for a moment that his whole body stiffened, but Ruin Reinhardt, who had a good eye, did not miss that small change.

“What happened?”

Originally, people say that the most fun thing is watching other people’s love stories.

So Ruin Reinhardt all left, and what kind of incident happened between his younger brother, Cain, and Leah von Eleves, so that the word ‘responsibility’ came out? I was very curious about that.

He asked in an excited voice, and Cain began to hesitate about her answer. At that, Ruin Reinhardt was half convinced in his heart.

‘I don’t know, but there is something.’

I’m not quite sure what that ‘something’ is, but it’s probably not an ordinary thing, so it’s likely that Macmillan’s gentry was referring to it himself.

I wanted to hear everything right away, but Ruin Reinhardt didn’t rush and waited quietly.

Then Cain opened his mouth.

“…… Nothing would have happened.”

“You wouldn’t have, huh?”

If there was, there would be, and if there was not, there would be none. Why is the answer questionable?

Ruin Reinhardt, who was puzzled by his uncertain tone, looked straight into Cain’s eyes.

“Please explain in more detail.”

“Ummm, that’s… ….”

“That, what?”

“…… That’s it, actually. I drank a lot that day. So.”

Indeed, is it okay to say such things in front of his older brother?

I know it sounds like an obvious excuse, but I had no other options.

Cain closed her eyes tightly and struggled to open her mouth.

“I don’t remember in detail what happened that day.”

“Can’t remember?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Hmm… ….”

Ruin Reinhardt crossed her arms and groaned in agony.

It’s not that he’s worrying about whether or not he can trust his younger brother Cain’s words.

Because Cain has a very upright personality. She’s the kind of guy who will admit that even if she’s had an accident, she’ll think of a way to fix it. Because she firmly believes that in this way she is not a man to make excuses.

Then, what is Ruin Reinhardt worried about?

That’s right.

“Cain.”

“Yes.”

“Have you decided on a name for your child?”

What should be the name of the child who will become the bridge that will connect the two families in the future.

Ruin Reinhardt was just worried about that.

“If you haven’t decided yet, is it okay if I build it myself?”

As Cain’s older brother and the head of the Reinhardt family, he wanted to give the two children a simple but cool name.

‘Because his name is a serious matter.’

So he asked really seriously, even with a straight face. Cain started to clear his throat for some reason.

“…… No, bro What nonsense.”

“Why, what makes no sense?”

“Lea is still 17 years old. But when she says that…….”

“Does it matter if she is 17?”

‘I wonder if she’s seven years old.’

Seventeen is the legal age to get married, so what’s the problem?

Sincerely curious, Ruin Reinhardt tilted his head as if he didn’t understand. Only then did Cain realize that her and her brother’s way of thinking were fundamentally different.

Of course, Ruin Reinhardt was a man with the ideology of the aristocracy to the core. Cain Reinhardt was a man who still had the sensibility of modern people.

Assuming that he and Leah von Eleves, who were just 17 years old, did something like that… …. It was a very heartbreaking thing.

“…… Anyway, please stop talking like that. Please.”

As Cain bowed his head to her request, Ruin Reinhardt reluctantly nodded her head.

‘The name is something that can be decided slowly later.’

“Yeah, what. If that’s what you mean, I’ll respect it. Fundamental problems remain.”

“Basic problem, no?”

“Isn’t Macmillan von Eleves, the head of the Eleves family, asking you to take responsibility?”

“Ah…. However, it means taking responsibility. Specifically, what do you mean to tell me to do?”

Are you asking because you don’t know, or do you want to know?

Although she couldn’t look into her brother’s head, the answer Ruin Reinhardt would give to Cain had already been decided.

“If there is a way for a man to take responsibility for a woman, that would be the only one.”

Ruin Reinhardt looked at Cain.

“It is a marriage.”

“…… Yes?”

“Why, don’t you like it?”

“No, it’s not that I don’t like it… ….”

“When did you say you couldn’t stay away from Lia von Eleves, did she just say that because she didn’t want to get married?”

I swear to heaven that’s not the case. And it’s not that she doesn’t like Leah or that she doesn’t want to marry her.

Yeah, it’s not like I don’t like it. What should I say, should I say absurd? Should I say I’m embarrassed?

I know it sounds like nonsense, but let’s use an analogy.

Should I say, ‘It’s not like I don’t have a crush on her at all, but it feels like she suddenly got married to her next-door childhood friend who felt more like her younger sister than the opposite s*x.’

“Because Leah is a child who feels more like her sister than a woman… ….”

“Huh.”

That’s absurd.

The ridiculed Ruin Reinhardt said to Cain.

“Then, did you touch a child who felt like her little sister?”

“…… You’re not sure, are you?”

“What?”

“The only thing that is certain is the part where I lost my memory after drinking alcohol. It concluded that I laid her hand on Leah, didn’t it?”

“Cain.”

Ruin Reinhardt’s expression suddenly hardened.

“Did I raise you to be a man without so much responsibility?”

“Yes?”

“My older sister would have told you. Anyone can make mistakes, but turning a blind eye to them without acknowledging them is the worst thing a man can do.”

“…… Yes.”

“But, you are no different now. You are trying to commit ‘the worst thing a man can do’ in front of this brother.”

“… ….”

Ruin Reinhardt’s point was extremely reasonable.

Cain had nothing to say.

“Your brother is disappointed in you, Cain.”

“Brother. I don’t mean that…….”

“No need for excuses.”

Ruin Reinhardt nodded toward her exit door.

“If you are a man, take responsibility for your own mistakes.”

“…… What do you mean?”

At Cain’s bewildered question, Ruin Reinhardt concluded plainly.

“Go, propose.”