I Didn't Lull You to Sleep Only for You to Be Obsessed With Me - Chapter 47
RP: Haebaragi_syk
⎯⎯⎯⎯
Chapter 24.2
˚ ・: * ✧ * :・ ˚
Claude, who was alone after April left, smiled faintly as he recalled the conversation he had with her a while ago.
‘Background check…’
Even his aide, Lloyd, had already strongly insisted that they should investigate April. That alone was enough to suggest that there was something suspicious about her.
While Saran’s estate where she lived was a rural village, she didn’t appear like an ordinary country woman. Her face was white and fair, untouched by the sun as if she had never worked outdoors. In addition, despite the fact that the clothes she wore were simple, without any adornments, they were made from expensive fabric. Moreover, she knew a lot about coffee, something commoners were not very familiar with.
Just by looking at it, it was evident that April was not an ordinary commoner.
However, she didn’t seem to be a fallen noble or a merchant. If that were the case, there was no way she wouldn’t have known that she had a talent for magic. Seeing that she was running a cafe without a single maid, it seemed like he was not a nobleman or merchant. No matter how he looked at it, the situation that didn’t add up was perfect for arousing suspicion.
Was April truly a noble, or was she just a commoner who grew up in wealth?
Lloyd mentioned that he couldn’t rule out the possibility that she deliberately approached Claude, saying that she might have pretended not to know how to use magic and even bringing Asher along might have been a deliberate move to get closer to him.
But…
〈 She knew about Asher, whom even you couldn’t locate first and was already with him? Is that even possible? 〉
When Claude retorted, he couldn’t say anything in response.
Let’s say, for argument’s sake, that April knew all those facts and deliberately approached them. Even then, it didn’t matter. He had been impervious to most poisons since the blossoming of the strange ability that was passed down in the Winterville family. And even if she were to target his throat and attack, he was confident in agilely defending himself. Therefore, there was no need to waste resources on investigating her background.
He had acted purely on impulse when he asked her a personal question today. It wasn’t because he was particularly suspicious of her or was curious about her. Just seeing her handing him coffee and nervously standing there made him want to say something.
So, wasn’t asking about her personal matters seemed like the easiest thing?
‘…But she was disowned.’
Now, it seemed like all the puzzles were finally falling into place. If she was adopted and then abandoned, it suggested that her family didn’t pay much attention to her, and since she was neglected, there was a high possibility that they wouldn’t know that she had a talent for magic.
Out of habit, Claude lifted the cigarette to his mouth before putting it down.
Like the sleeping incense, this cigarette had a sedative effect. He often used it because it worked better than sleeping incense. However, having drunk April’s coffee, he probably didn’t need this cigarette anymore.
‘Come to think of it, she was really nervous when we first met.’
He raised one corner of his lips, recalling the first time he had met April.
The first thing he thought of when he first saw her was ‘small.’
She was petite, with a frame that barely reached his shoulders. Her wrists and ankles were slender, and her face had a childlike charm. It was fascinating how all the features fit into that small face. The blue eyes looking at him were big and round, reminiscent of the puppy that his brother Leonard used to raise when they were kids. Regardless, he felt no particular admiration for all that.
The word ‘small’ summed up his impression of April.
The reason he saw her differently was because of her reaction.
Even though she was seized with fear when she saw him, the sight of her embracing a child even smaller than himself left an impression on him, who was particularly stoic.
The child’s mother had died, and he was living with her aunt, but no matter how he looked at it, April didn’t look like his aunt. In fact, she referred to herself as a ‘temporary guardian.’ Was it possible to protect a child with whom they have no relationship with like that? He wondered what thoughts might be going through that little head.
Still, when she made coffee, it was different.
Merely making a cup of coffee seemed to bring the happiest expression to her face. To Claude, who was usually reserved in everything, she was truly fascinating.
It seemed like it would be fun to observe her in the future.
He wasn’t particularly interested in gastronomy. Despite the fact that noble families in the capital enjoyed elaborately crafted courses, for him, food was merely a means of survival. For someone like him, there was no reason for food, let alone coffee, to be particularly appealing.
…Though why was that?
It felt that he was looking forward to April’s coffee in the future.
Yet, he couldn’t distinguish whether it was the ‘coffee’ itself that he was anticipating or if it was ‘April’ that he was looking forward to.
Please consider sending some love either through the translator’s Ko-fi or by leaving a rating/review for this series on novel updates~!
For update pings, novel discussions and/or to send mistake reports, join our discord server~