How a Former Pro Takes Advantage by Doing an Easy Job

Chapter 80. Siblings of the Pernil family (2)

“What else is there?”

Puzzled, I turned my head in the direction of Asha's gaze, and I opened my mouth slightly.

There was a boy who looked exactly like him.

Come to think of it, did I mention that Asha's younger brother is only thirteen years older than her?

Asha is twenty-four, so she's eleven.

They seem like siblings with a big age difference, but it's surprisingly common in this society.

Even in my family right now, how big is the age difference between siblings?

Eleven years old anyway.

If so, he must be a boy in his prime.

And in front of our eyes, there was a boy who met the exact conditions.

“uh? Do they really look alike?”

A face that really makes me wonder if Asha would look like that if she subtracted the years equal to the age difference.

If I put it badly, he's pretty for a boy, but if I put it nicely, he's a promising figure who's going to make a lot of girls cry in the future.

“Unexpectedly… there is such a thing as heredity.”

I was genuinely amazed.

“Iret...

Asha muttered her brother's name.

That's right. Your name is Aimet.

Hmm, the brother and sister reunion came sooner than expected.

I wanted to congratulate them innocently and give them a round of applause, but it seemed like they didn't know the atmosphere.

It was because there were other uninvited guests besides the two siblings.

To be precise, there were aristocratic children surrounding that younger brother.

Normally, just looking at the sight of young children huddled together would make me happy, but seeing my eyebrows furrow on their own, it didn't seem that way.

To watch for the moment, I and Asha both stood still and watched.

A girl from among the noble children steps out and approaches Aimet.

“Ilet, have you thought about what I suggested last time?”

The atmosphere of a girl who looks strong.

And Eyelet shrugs.

At a cursory glance, a plausible dynamic is complete.

At that age, girls are stronger than boys, but the current situation probably has nothing to do with that.

“Ha, but… that’s a bit difficult….”

Iret shook her head and refused something.

What are you talking about?

For those of us in the middle, we don't know what that offer is, but it's never a good thing.

So, doesn't that make you look a bit awkward?

‘By the way, there are guys like that everywhere you go...

Human nature doesn't change even if you're aristocrats.

If you always put it in a group, there will always be things that gather and show off.

Is that really human nature?

No matter which world you were born in, such a sight will never disappear.

“Can I help you?”

Just looking at it, it seemed that the atmosphere was being bullied by something.

So you're saying it's okay to create a mess in the name of justice?

I am confident that I can intervene anytime and anywhere.

And I'm confident that I'll turn it upside down one more time while pretending to take care of it.

“. Let's wait.”

Asha pondered for a moment and shook her head.

Unexpectedly, noona is more calm at times like this.

Contrary to concerns, no more serious incidents occurred, and the girl and other noble children left.

And Iret, who was left alone, puts her hand on her chest and breathes a sigh of relief.

Now is your chance.

“What are you doing, Iret?”

Asha is already approaching him and talking to him.

Iret was very surprised as if she hadn't expected that her sister would jump out of this situation.

Oh, I see that family calls you sister.

I decided to quietly sit behind Asha and only take the spectator mode.

After all, it's best to watch other people's chores from behind.

“Sister, how did you come? When Iret questioned whether she hadn't expected her sister to come out of nowhere, saying she couldn't come last time, Asha blurted out, “...there's something like that.

”

“More than that. What are those kids just now? Didn't you send a letter to the family saying that you're doing well?”

“You're doing very well” is usually used as a common irony in letters.

For example, the military or the military or whatever in the military.

Is it similar here?

Only then did Iret, realizing that Asha and I had witnessed what had just happened, averted her gaze and hesitated.

“sister! Misunderstanding! Miss Carrett...

understands that.

When asked, it's hard to tell the truth.

However, Asha continues to urge her younger brother to answer as if she hadn't thought of that.

Um... should I just stop it?

This is when the cool and smart me has to intervene.

....And I'm also responsible for bringing me to this situation.

While thinking about this, Iret clasped her hand and averted her gaze from Asha.

“I don’t want to say it…

I for some reason gave up on explaining.

Are you a rebel here? At this time of year, children are very troubled by this.

....Isn't it time to say the same nonsense?

“???? what?”

Asha, the party involved, looks quite perplexed.

I think I can understand that feeling a little bit.

Well, that's true, but I've never been beaten like this by Kania-nee.

If the age difference is halfway, even if you rebel, you will be physically pushed away.

Mainly my back doesn't come out.

However, in the case of the two brothers and sisters over there, it seems that this is not necessarily the case because there is a large age difference.

It's the first time I've seen Asha so flustered.

“Ah?...”

Islet??????

Perhaps this is the first time something like this has happened, Asha is restless in a half-crying state.

When working normally, he works diligently and diligently, but when it comes to his own work, he can't handle it well.

Reluctantly, I poked her around the waist and called out to her.

“for a moment. Stay out of the way. I'll tell you the rest.”

“But... I can't cause such trouble to Mr. Arell.”

“I am also responsible for bringing you here and creating this atmosphere. Usually these things should be discussed between men, right?”

When I intervened moderately, Asha understood my meaning and moved away for a while.

Boy, from now on, it's time for men to talk.

A boy who looked at me as I suddenly touched the baton and tilted his head.

‘...Somehow, I think I can understand the girl's feelings from earlier...

I realized anew that a boy with teary-eyed eyes and a gender-ambiguous feeling would be quite lethal if he made a face like this.

Surprisingly, I feel like the existence of a younger brother would be quite salty.

....No, am I trying to open my eyes to something insignificant here?

“Hey there…

Iret looks at me carefully and tries to speak.

Come to think of it, he doesn't know who I am.

“I’m sorry. I should have introduced myself first.”

“Oh no.”

“I'm um... To put it simply, I'm the person your sister currently serves.”

“Are you the third prince!”

Iret was startled.

That's right, do you already know the simple current situation by sending and receiving letters?

Then there is no need for a lengthy self-introduction.

“sorry. It's rude to see you..”

“e ?

“are you okay. I didn't come here with that intention in the first place.”

Even though he was only eleven years old, the boy understood where I was and I stopped him from trying to kneel down.

stop. Beyond that, I am awakened to strange things.

“Why did my sister come here?”

Well, there's no doubt that my older sister, who is working in a cold, snowy land in the far north, would be embarrassed if she were here.

“For now, let’s talk. Your older sister came here because I came here because I had some business to do.”

“Is that so….

He nods as if he understands, but he seems to be missing something.

Shouldn't I have just honestly said ‘I came to meet you'?

“By the way, what was that? Are you really being bullied here?”

Surprisingly, the insidiousness of an aristocratic society is more severe, not less.

In particular, a poor aristocratic family that once stumbled greatly like this boy's family could be a good target for bullying.

Moreover, it itself has a strange atmosphere to the point that even I can shake for a moment.

Of course, the bullying I'm talking about is different from the bullying that kids of this age say.

“Oh no… it’s not like that.”

Iret blushed and said no.

“You can be honest. I will guarantee your anonymity.”

“Anonymous?”

yes anonymous.

Things like someone from the academy one day disappeared without a word due to an anonymous tip.

You just have to call someone's name in front of me.

I will teach you the true taste of networking.

With a low laugh, I invited the boy to be honest.

“no! It's really not like that!”

“Is that something that bothers anyone? Isn’t that the girl who somehow looks good?”

“That's not it... she...

Iret was hesitant to speak.

“are you okay. I'll keep it a secret from my sister for now.”

“Really?”

“…just in case.”

In the end, with my persistent persuasion, Iret began to tell me the truth as if she had the heart to speak after thinking over and over again.

“Actually... she is Heia Karet, the youngest daughter of Marquis Carret.”

“Marquis Carret? Oh yeah. I remember. I think you know who it is.”

I remember a few of the nobles who greeted me at a banquet celebrating my birthday.

I got the impression that he was a very nice-looking man.

Also, I know that he wasn't a noble with such a bad reputation.

“Okay, so we can post behind closed doors saying that his daughter is harassing the younger brother of the prince’s escort knight, right?”

Don't worry, infiltration is a specialty.

Like a thief, I'll leave an anonymous letter by the man's bedside and bring it to you.

It's not that we don't know each other, he's the younger brother of our escort driver, so he's loyal to that level.

“That’s not it!”

When I pretended to roll up my arms with a friendly smile like a devil, Iret hurriedly stopped me.

“That's not it, she's...

“She?”

Iret lowered her head as if she was ashamed for some reason, and continued with her face blushing.

“You’re forcing me to date.”

“???? what?”

“Fellowship!”

Boy, this is embarrassing even for me.

On the one hand, it made a little sense.

Yes, he's definitely embarrassed to tell his sister.

Was it not a group bullying problem, but a love problem for the little ones?

More than that, are the aristocratic children here so promiscuous in their view of love?

How old are these already salted?

Can't I bring a bamboo spear right away!

Reassured that it was not a serious problem, I waved to Asha, who was waiting on the other side.

come to work come to work

“Wait! Arell! A secret from my sister.”

“Yeah, that's exactly what I said.”

I smiled at Aimet and whispered into the ear of this ignorant innocent boy.

“That is a lie.”

“..!!”

I taught this boy a life lesson today.

No, if it was a really serious concern, I was going to arrange a confidentiality guarantee.

To be honest, I enjoy this with his older sister, Asha.

Isn't it something we should put our heads together and discuss?

It would be embarrassing for a boy who looks like he's discussing dating issues with his older sister and her boss.

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