Was that demon summoning a dream?
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The morning after summoning the demon.
Irene woke up to the sound of birds chirping.
(It’s already morning…)
She got up and opened the curtains, seeing the beautiful garden sparkling in the morning sun.
She looked at the scenery and let out a heavy sigh.
(What’s going to happen to me…)
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The night before.
Irene was carried in a princess hold by the demon through the window into her room.
She was bewildered, not understanding what was happening. The demon smiled at her and said:
“It’s already late today, you should go to bed.”
Then, the demon gently helped her remove her robe and shoes, laid her on the bed, and covered her with a blanket.
“Good night, Irene.”
“G-Good night.”
In the dark, Irene felt a cold hand stroking her head.
(What is this situation…)
She then lost consciousness, and when she woke up, it was already morning.
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Irene, bathed in the morning light, looked around.
She saw her usual room, with nothing particularly changed from last night.
(Where did that demon go…)
As she was spacing out, she heard a knock on the door.
Two young maids entered after the door opened.
“Good morning, miss.”
“……”
Irene nodded without speaking. The maids, expressionless, approached her and began preparing for her morning wash.
After changing into her school uniform, Irene left her room and went down to the dining room on the first floor.
Sitting at the large dining table, the maids brought in steaming vegetable and grain soup, along with a glass of water.
In this usual morning, Irene thought, was what happened yesterday just a dream?
Since she found the notebook in the hidden room in the basement that recorded the method to summon a demon, she had been thinking about it constantly.
So it must be because of that, she dreamed about summoning a demon.
(It feels like that.)
Even if she had lost her sanity, she wouldn’t actually summon a demon.
Though she felt a bit refreshed, that might be because she vented in her dream.
(It must be that.)
Irene sighed with relief.
She took a sip of the soup with a relaxed mind, and suddenly heard a knock on the door.
The dining room door opened, and a stern-looking, gaunt woman walked in.
Irene’s heart sank as she saw her.
(It’s time for a lecture…)
This woman was Mrs. Nasty, Irene’s tutor and the head of the house, managing all the affairs of the estate.
Mrs. Nasty looked at Irene and frowned.
“You got up quite late today.”
“…I’m sorry.”
Irene put down her spoon and lowered her head.
Mrs. Nasty was very nagging and would scold her for every little thing. Especially in the morning, she always had a lot to complain about, such as being late, eating improperly, having poor posture, and so on.
Irene sighed inwardly, wondering how long it would take today.
As she was thinking about these things, Mrs. Nasty glared at her.
Then she cleared her throat and spoke haughtily.
“Miss. You know very well, but today I have a lot to say.”
“…Yes.”
“However, unfortunately, I don’t have time to say those things today.”
“…What?”
Irene looked up at Mrs. Nasty in surprise.
She thought she had heard something unbelievable just now.
“…Uh, what do you mean by not having time?”
Mrs. Nasty nodded.
“Actually, I decided to go on a trip starting today.”
“A trip?”
Irene was stunned, completely unable to react to Mrs. Nasty’s words.
Mrs. Nasty clasped her hands together and looked up at the sky, with a dreamy look in her eyes.
“Last night, I suddenly remembered that I’ve always wanted to go on a trip. But since I started working in this mansion, I haven’t had the time to go.”
Mrs. Nasty looked at Irene.
“But then I realized, life is finite, and we should do what we want to do!”
Mrs. Nasty clenched her fist with determination.
“So, I decided to resign from this mansion today!”
“Resign!?”
Irene was dumbfounded and completely speechless.
She didn’t know what had gotten into this person.
Ignoring Irene’s shock, Mrs. Nasty turned to the hallway and called out.
“You, come in.”
“Yes.” A calm voice answered.
Then, a person walked into the dining room.
“……!!”
Irene almost choked when she saw the person.
Black hair, black eyes, a beautiful face, and an incredible allure.
Although dressed like a butler, it was undoubtedly the demon from last night.
Mrs. Nasty stood the demon beside her and smiled.
“He is a young man I trust completely. From now on, I’ll leave all the affairs of this mansion to him.”
“Thank you for your kind words.”
The demon bowed gracefully.
Irene was utterly stunned and couldn’t speak at all.
The demon looked at Irene with his red eyes and smiled seductively.
“Nice to meet you, Miss Irene. I look forward to working with you.
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