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VOLUME 2: MEETING KLAUS
Chapter 15: Stolen Once Again...
By the time I arrived home, it was already dark. Since I had promised to return in the evening, I might get scolded by Hera. Trying to avoid her, I moved stealthily, only to find my room open and several maids coming in and out, carrying boxes and seemingly taking things out.
Could it be...? I panicked and peeked into the room. There were Iyacoba and Jillke, giving instructions to the maids.
"Take everything out until Elucia comes back."
"Move all the fabric accessories to my room."
"What—!?"
The underground storage was open, and it seemed like they were taking out my mother's belongings.
"What on earth are you doing!?"
As soon as Iyacoba noticed my presence, she retorted without any remorse.
"We're just taking back what you've hidden."
"Hidden? These are Mother's belongings. The items here are all meant for me, as stated in the will."
"I don't know anything about a will. My ex-wife's belongings are all mine!"
"That's... cruel!"
I had thought that I had changed the future by enduring hardships... In the end, my mother's belongings were taken by Iyacoba and Jillke.
"How did you find out?"
"Hera wanted the carpet from your room, so I pulled it up and found out."
I regretted not nailing down the carpet. I never imagined someone would try to steal the worn-out carpet.
Jillke happily took a dress from a wooden box at her feet.
"I'll take this debutante dress too. I'll give you something in return."
The dress was carelessly thrown on the bed. It was the debutante dress that Jillke had previously taken from me. When I picked it up, I saw that the skirt was torn and all the pearls sewn on were torn off, leaving a miserable sight.
"It got torn while I was practicing dancing."
There was only the debutante dress in the underground storage. The rest of the dresses were lent to a second-hand clothing store. I was grateful that I hadn't sold everything.
Mother's belongings and my hidden belongings were all taken away, and Iyacoba, Jillke, and the maids left. All that remained in my hands were tattered dresses.
I couldn't even sigh anymore. It seemed that everything I owned in this house was destined to be taken away. My personal savings were with the money changer, and I had asked the pawnshop not to sell the most precious heirloom, the emerald necklace. I was still thinking about what to do with the remaining belongings...
Could it be that the future I saw in my premonitions couldn't be changed? Despite suffering from vomiting blood, dizziness, and debilitating illness, it was too cruel.
Even though I thought I had avoided marriage with Uber, it might still happen according to my premonitions. That was something I absolutely wanted to avoid. I had to meet Klaus and propose marriage this time.
That night, I had a dream. It was about Klaus and me, arm in arm, going to a dimly lit shop. There, we played cards and roulette and enjoyed betting money. Among the customers, I spotted a familiar woman. She had purplish-blue hair and mustard-colored eyes, and she was a beautiful woman in her forties. She was wearing a low-cut mermaid line dress. When Klaus grabbed her arm, the dealer next to her suddenly attacked—stabbing Klaus in the abdomen with a knife.
"Ah—!!"
It was like a nightmare, and I woke up suddenly.
"...?"
I didn't remember the details. Lately, I had been forgetting my dreams once I woke up. It was probably another dream where I was being bullied by Iyacoba and Jillke. Even if I avoided it, it might eventually turn out to be as my premonition predicted. Maybe it would be better not to know.
I let out a sigh and closed my eyes, quickly sinking into the sea of sleep.
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A letter from Klaus arrived surprisingly quickly. There was a letter attached to a bright red dress, so I wondered what it was about, but it turned out to be a request for my cooperation in undercover investigation. He had obtained information that Sister Camilla was frequenting a certain gambling den. Gambling had long been prohibited in the country. Even entering such a place was considered a crime. He wanted me to accompany him to verify if the information about Sister Camilla was true. Apparently, the Iron Cavalry had been conducting undercover investigations there recently, but they couldn't confirm if Sister Camilla was there. Since she usually wore modest nun's clothing, it was hard to tell which woman she was among those wearing makeup and dresses. In such a situation, Klaus thought I, with whom Sister Camilla had a long-standing relationship, might be able to recognize her. It was an opportunity for me to owe Klaus a favor. I agreed without hesitation.
Perhaps Jillke was too busy preparing for her debutante, and she didn't have time to bully me. Hera seemed engrossed in rearranging the furniture she had taken from my room and didn't come to bother me anymore. I took advantage of the opportunity to sneak out of
the mansion.
Today, I was supposed to be Klaus's mistress for the infiltration, so I dressed more extravagantly than usual. With colorful fans, hats, and high-heeled shoes, I felt like I was appropriately dressed.
A carriage was waiting at the back door of Mellow, the bakery on Ritz Street, and I confirmed the features of the carriage as written in the letter before getting in. Inside, Klaus was sitting confidently. His hair dyed caramel brown was slicked back with pomade, and he wore sunglasses to hide the color of his eyes. Dressed in a tailcoat, he exuded the aura of a young executive of some criminal organization. It was a perfect disguise. Upon seeing me, Klaus smiled faintly and commented on my appearance.
"You disguised yourself well. Just as I ordered, a tasteless mistress."
It was a simple job of imitating Iyacoba's makeup and outfit.
As Klaus signaled to the coachman, the carriage began to move.
"Let's talk about the reward first."
"No, I don't need it."
The purpose this time was to owe Klaus a favor. I didn't intend to solve it with money. It would also be good to plant the recognition that I could be useful for him through this mission. I had prepared myself physically for today.
Perhaps because I said I didn't need a reward, Klaus looked at me suspiciously.
"I don't want anything. I just want to clear the dishonor you pinned on me."
"I don't think you're the culprit anymore."
"Even if that's the case, I want to prove it myself."
Whether he was satisfied with that, Klaus didn't pursue it.
"Aren't you going to arrest the gambling den?"
"It seems they're turning a blind eye while being aware of it."
The reason for not cracking down on it was that there was a possibility that major criminals were coming and going there.
"I see. That's how it is."
It seemed that the members of the Iron Cavalry frequently infiltrated and went in and out. If there were any dangerous transactions going on, they would deal with it secretly. It was common for misbehaving individuals to suddenly go missing, and even if they stopped coming to the gambling den, no one would notice.
It made me think that it was a place where the darkness of this world was condensed.
As I conversed with Klaus, we arrived at the gambling den.
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