MPBAGS Chapter 30

The carriage that left the Rohanson estate rolled smoothly along.

Perhaps because it bore the crest of a noble family, no one blocked its path, allowing it to arrive quite quickly. Unless someone had two lives, no one would dare rush at a nobleman's carriage. After all, typical nobles would get angry at you for blocking the road even if you were run over and had your leg crushed.

Kanna gazed out the window at the bustling downtown scenery passing by, marveling at its splendor.

"Sister, shall we stop by our dressmaker's shop too? Let's also buy some dessert for the young lady!"

"Kanna, you're not planning to spend the money the young lady gave us, are you?"

"Why not? She gave it to us to spend."

It seemed the young lady didn't know the market prices and had generously given them 10 gold, but even if she had known, she wouldn't have given them less. Besides, she wouldn't mind whether they returned the money as is or spent a little and kept the rest. She's the type who would just accept it if Kanna bought a house she liked while out.

Her sister couldn't grasp the extent of the favor they were currently receiving, so she always acted scared and cautious like this. But in reality, didn't the young lady generously overlook it even when Kanna acted impertinently?

'Sister should realize someday that the young lady cherishes us.'

Of course, since she didn't want to pressure Henna, Kanna didn't hastily try to persuade her.

"Sister, I said that because I've never been to such places before. I'm sorry."

"Kanna..."

Instead, she looked down and acted thoroughly dejected. When she acted like this, Henna would act as if she'd pluck the sun from the sky for Kanna's sake. It seemed a bit manipulative, but it wasn't a lie either.

Kanna had been weak since birth and had been so ill until recently that she seemed about to die, so naturally she'd never seen the downtown area. Of course, they didn't have money to go either.

And Henna probably couldn't go often either. She would have had to spend every penny she earned on Kanna.

"Alright. Let's stop by on our way back."

"Thank you, sister! I'm so happy!"

When Kanna smiled brightly with joy, Henna, who had been tense until now, also smiled slightly.

She hoped that her sister, who had always sacrificed for her sickly younger sister, would get to spend money on herself with this opportunity. And she'd buy her a gift with money she earned through her own work, not the money the young lady gave them. Her sister would be so happy, wouldn't she? Kanna began pondering what would make a good gift.

"But just briefly. If we're too late, the young lady will be waiting."

"Yes. I promise."

Of course, the young lady would know everything Kanna and Henna were doing outside. Instead of making that excuse, Kanna obediently nodded her head.

'Sister seems to be blind.'

Kanna poked the eye beside her. The eye closed its eyelid tightly as if startled, then glared at Kanna with tears.

The young lady had attached an eye to Kanna. If it had been one of those clustered masses floating around the young lady or those things that bloomed like mold on the mansion walls, she would have felt some revulsion.

But perhaps because it was a single eye that popped out from there, instead of being disgusting as it should be, it actually felt cute. Was it because it was an eye the young lady had attached?

This eye protected Kanna when the young lady wasn't around.

Previously, it had taught a lesson to a servant who came up to the third floor and rummaged through rooms.

According to her sister, there had been orders not to wander around the third floor, but the way he snuck in suggested he had come to secretly steal anything valuable from the countess's room.

He seemed completely unaware that Kanna and Henna were staying on the third floor. Since he hadn't come targeting them from the start, she thought to just scare him and send him away.

She had merely made him kneel, but perhaps because he was so cowardly, the servant begged for his life, saying he'd give all his possessions if only she'd spare him. She had no intention of harming him. His tearful pleading for his life reminded her of when she'd been kidnapped by Donau, so she just let him go. After that, she heard from Henna that strange rumors were circulating.

"They say the countess's ghost wanders the third floor."

Incidentally, the story also included that to escape from the countess's ghost, one must offer silver coins. It was obvious who had started this rumor.