Because He Has a Time Limit, He Becomes the Villain's Son-in-law

KDMBW, DMMP - Chapter 54

...Because She Had A Time Limit, She Became The Villain's Daughter-in-law - Chapter 54...

...Translator and Editor: Skye and the Prophet...

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Chapter 54's

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Finally, the banquet day hosted by you is really.

As time went on, I received several guest invitations and I have written countless letters. The villas turned out to be very luxurious because the budget allocated for it was very large. Although it could not compare to the banquet in the Imperial Palace, still, it was quite large for the southwest region.

"Miss Laria, should I wear darker makeup?"

“No, it's okay.”

"But you look so soft now."

“What can I do with my appearance?”

“You're already small..”.

Lisa kept breathing. He was worried about the territorial situation here.

“Then, rather than making it awkward, I'd rather be like Lady Olivia.”

“It can look a little... funny.”.

“In fact, that's what I think too.”

One might wonder why he was so worried about being immature, even though I thought it was legitimate.

In this world there is also 'eighth grade' syndrome'. So, gang fights are the fiercest in early to mid-teens. And, as the ethereal emotions of that time continued into adulthood, even adults had been trying to create factions for their children since childhood.

In that case, Duke Icard, who sent Evan to the Academy, was a very indifferent father.

Evan never formed a faction throughout his childhood in the capital's society. Besides, there was no announcement that he, who had taken me in as his son-in-law, would be having a tea party or anything like that.

So, it was quite meaningful to remain silent and die slowly.

“I've heard that Young Miss Count Yuvinart.. Well, if you get along well with Young Miss Vietti Yuvinart, you won't get much damage in this area.”

'In other words, if you don't match him, you will be trampled hard. In a way, this was just a childish fight of useless children. Who would be serious about such a small thing…'

But apparently, I'm the 'who.

'We'll see later.'

It was childish and unimportant, so I had to win for sure.

While Lisa was exerting her soul to play me, Evan came up with a knock.

"Hm."

Evan frowned as soon as he came in and saw me. He opened his mouth slowly.

“I... I don't think it's good enough.”

"Thank you…? What'sthat?"

"That dress doesn't fit in your face."

Is Evan a man who has a refined standard of beauty? Hearing her words, I tilted my head as I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

'... I think it's pretty good?'

Lisa, who chose the dress, also asked back with a nervous expression.

“Why, Young Master? Does the design look too old?”

"No, the color is a bit fuzzy."

He replied with folded hands. Evan was already wearing the perfect outfit and was even wearing a red tie.

“Is there a dress as bright as when you go to a horse racing event?”

"Oh, so? I've understood. Young Miss is the host of the banquet, so it should be a little more colorful. ”

At that moment, Lisa put some dresses in front of her and started thinking again. There were a total of six very flamboyant dresses made in the Capital for this banquet. I think any dress will fit, but Duke Icard says to prepare as many colors as possible, depending on the weather of the day.

"Should we boldly try the bright yellow color?"

“Mmh, yellow makes his face look pale.”

“Not really... How about this green dress?”

"It doesn't match Laria's hair color."

Lisa's expression starts to become more subtle, probably because she doesn't know Evan will express his active opinion, like Serena.

"Is that so? What about this orange color?”

"I think it'd be better if it was a little darker."

“Then... purple?”

“No, with a warmer color than that.”.

“Mmh..”

Finally, Lisa muttered as she lifted the last remaining dress, “She usually wears a lot of red dresses, so I want to try a new challenge today.”.

“I think it will be very suitable.”

Hearing that, Evan quickly replied with a happy smile.

“Then, make yourself comfortable.”

It seemed like he must have known that we were uncomfortable with his existence all along, so he came out with a fresh attitude as if he had accomplished something.

"Evan seems pretty obsessed with red."

I spoke as I changed into new clothes.

"I think he's a little narcissistic."

Children usually love the color of their eyes.

Retaliating, Lisa shrugged her shoulders.

"Ah, really? I guess that's definitely the reason. ”

I added casually.

“Evan doesn't really say what she likes. It's kind of weird she's rambling like that.”

“Please understand, Miss Laria. The Young Master didn't want anything from anyone. No, it was more like he thought he shouldn't have hoped for anything. ”

In the end, such tendencies are also scars of trauma.

"I feel sorry for him."

After all, after wearing all sorts of accessories, I became a beautiful girl. My skin has improved lately, so I show no signs of pain.

As I waited with Evan in the beautiful banquet hall, the guests began to arrive one by one. Personally, the purpose of today's banquet is two– First, creating a starting point for social domination. And secondly, find out what the Vestian Dark Information Guild wants from me by contacting Sven.

“Halo, Your Grace. Welcome to Southwest Region.” Almost everyone greeted me politely.

“Let's interact and mingle often.”

Meanwhile, there was a group of people who greeted each other for a while and laughed together.

'That's it.' Children my age are clustered around Young Miss Count Yuvinart, Vietti, and her closest friend, Young Master Viscount, Bern. As they gave me a quick glance and laughed suddenly, it felt a bit bad.

'This is the end, you guys. Smile as you please for now.'

Meanwhile, Evan stood beside me with a calm expression on his face.

Obviously, my first dance partner was Evan. Since we were a married couple, there was no procedure in asking for a dance. That's natural because this place is an Icard villa.

“Wah, Evan!” However, it was fun to dance with Evan along with the music.

"Look, the petals are falling."

In this season, flower petals flutter in large windows.

“It's very pretty.”

Good music, an old-fashioned but funny husband, falling flowers, and a beautiful spring night.

"Yes." Yeah."

Evan did not even look at the window, as his gaze was fixed on me. He nodded slowly with a faint smile painted on his face.

“It's very pretty.”

After the first dance with Evan, I took a breath.

“Goodnight, Miss Laria.”

I bit my lower lip a little, pretending not to be surprised.

"Thank you for inviting me."

He had wavy blondes, bright green eyes, and a gentle aura.

“I Seymour Gold Letucia.”

Although we had never met before, she did not call me Young Madam, but called me by my name.

“I have also not been in the Southwest.” for a long time

After all, the male lead was the male lead. Although he was a young man who was an ordinary person and lived only as a baron, Seymour somehow looked elegant.

“I hope we can stay close together in the future.”

“Oh... yes, nice to meet you.”

"May I ask Miss Laria for a second dance?"

Seymour slowly extended his hand.

'What? Why is he so straightforward? What does that mean, the second dance? No, I cannot avoid you if you are this strong.'

Fortunately, though, I have a way to avoid it.

"…Cough."

I forgot because I haven't coughed lately, but anyway I am a patient.

“Laria?”

Evan, who had a bad memory of me bleeding, held onto my shoulder and reacted eeriely.

"Uhuk. Sorry, Baron Letucia.”

I flinched, grabbed Evan by his arm, and staggered for a moment.

“I'm actually not feeling well. I was a little breathless after one dance.”

"Laria, let's take a break."

Although he acted indifferently after coming to the banquet, Evan, now, could not hide his agitated expression. Hearing that, I smiled brightly as I stood up again in fear of the rumors circulating.

“This is not a symptom, but I think I need a break for now. Sorry, Baron.”

"It's okay."

Seymour glanced at Evan, who was still a little shorter than him, and smiled before continuing his words.

“The night of the banquet was long.”

I just blinked with a smile on my face.

'As expected, arrogant bastard. Although she was an ordinary person, her position was secured by her male leader buff…'

If by any chance he would notice that I was following in Seymour's footsteps, it could be me who should be treated as a competent stalker.

'Did he blame me or sharpen his sword, knowing that I had taken what belonged to him?'

Of course, even though it was just an assumption emphasized by the noble nobles, it would be a loss to me if such a scandal were to spread. He is a man who should never have ensnared me.

But, at that moment…

"Sorry, but-"

Half-buried in Evan's arms, he looked at Seymour with a cold expression on his face.

“Because I'm already here, it's hard for Laria to accept your suggestion to forget her little husband, who is far away from her.”