Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better?

187

C187

1. Fox and Snakes

"Why? Do you have something to say?"

"...no."

Belreck, biting his lips, shook his head and turned away.

"What do you mean, 'no'? I'm sure you looked at me."

Lately, more and more people look at my ring finger with a face that seems to have a lot to say.

This is because I always wear the wedding ring I received from Isidor. Still, I thought he had opened his mind these days, but my father always made a gruff comment with a trembling expression.

"I don't think it's good for blood circulation."

"What?"

"The ring. The ring! The jewel is so unnecessarily large that it looks uncomfortable."

Yesterday, I heard that the jewels were shining so brightly that my eyes would hurt. Gradually, complaints about the ring became novel and varied.

"By the way, they haven't even had a ceremony, and they've just barely promised to get married, so why are you already wearing something so bothersome? Maybe Duke Visconti is giving us a hint. How dare he?"

My father, who had been quiet for a while, was trying to accuse Isidor again, so I quickly spoke up.

"Oh, yes. I'm getting married anyway, so it's weird not to wear the ring when I have it."

Indeed, there was a more important reason for me to wear the ring all the time.

"Deborah, I'm going to put a strong magic on my finger. No, I will try to develop alchemy that can connect the rings..."

On the day they exchanged rings on board, Isidor looked at the engagement ring wrapped around his ring finger and murmured seriously.

He took the couple ring so seriously that he thought he would be disappointed if I didn't wear it. To be honest, I couldn't help it because my fiancé, who was excited as if he had everything in the world, was cute.

"Anyway! You never know what will happen tomorrow. Just think. Who would have imagined that you, who were the last at the Academy, would become the heroine who saved the Empire?"

"I don't know what will happen tomorrow, but for now, I like this ring. It's beautiful."

As expected of that fox...

My father muttered something like a groan and then coughed in vain.

"Hmm! By the way, recently, the imperial family and the Temple seem so eager that they're killing me with annoyance, as they send me letters from time to time saying they want to invite you."

He said it was annoying, but there was a trace of pride in his father's eyes.

"I'm rejecting it on my own, so don't feel pressured and accept it when you want."

"Yes."

Still, I planned to stay away from social activities for the time being. I was hoping for the aftermath of the incident where the Great Demon appeared to calm down a bit.

"Yes... I'm getting too much attention..."

Even the household employees treat me with respect, saying I am the current saint.

It wasn't easy to overlook the gazes of family members looking at me as if they couldn't pierce through my ring finger.

Perhaps what increased the attention of the nobles even more.