Vol. 3 Chapter 11.1 - The little sunshine clears away dark cloud
The eventful heat had passed. Fully certain of Aeroc’s pregnancy, Kloff immediately moved into the estate. It was only expected. There was no way an alpha would leave a pregnant omega alone in a distant place.
There were plenty of unused rooms in the estate, so there was no inconvenience in using them right away. However, a few servants who weren’t aware yet of the situation were summoned by the butlers and given various instructions. No one questioned Kloff’s frequent visits to Aeroc’s room or his sharing the same bed with the Count. Instead, Martha was surprised to hear that the omega that her owner had brought in before was the famous Count.
“So, that person is Master’s..?”
“That’s right. Only his direct servants know that he’s an omega, so please make sure it doesn’t leak out elsewhere.”
“No, what’s the use of keeping my mouth shut? You said he’s pregnant. People would notice that.”
“That’s a problem for another time. For now, I want Martha to take care of him. There aren’t many people I can trust.” CHeCk for new stories on no/v/el/bin(.)c0m
“Is that why I’m on my way to the Count now?”
“Well, there used to be a housekeeper at the Count’s estate, but since she retired two years ago, he hasn’t been able to find a suitable replacement, so the butler has been managing everything. However, an alpha butler can’t take care of a pregnant omega. I also have work to do. And since Aeroc is a special case of an alpha turned omega, he himself doesn’t have much experience, so I hope Martha will help him well.”
Kloff made the request as they rode the carriage. Martha chuckled with her hand covering her mouth.
“Don’t worry. It has been my dream to serve a beauty with such a high status as the wife of the house. Hoho. I wonder how beautiful the baby will be. I’m already excited.”
“Don’t get too excited. Aeroc is easily startled and cries easily. He eats everything, but he’ll absolutely never eat raisins or any dried fruit that looks like them or tastes like them. He enjoys reading books and has a deep interest in music and art. He has a strong sense of pride. However, he’s not rude. I hope you two get along well.”
Martha nodded her head.
In fact, she wasn’t the problem. When the discussion came up about entering the estate for the first time, Aeroc replied, “Isn’t that determined already? You’ll see me every day. Don’t bother going back and forth. Just use the adjacent room or the one across. I’ll talk to Hugo about it.”
“...Not the same room, but the adjacent room?”
Kloff turned around after tying his tie. He looked at Aeroc, who is sitting on the bed, sipping juice, with his face slightly flushed.
“We’re supposed to use separate rooms.”
“Is that a tradition in the Count’s estate?”
“All aristocrats do it.”
“Well, I’m not particularly fond of it.”
“Anyway, we’ll be sleeping together at night anyway, so it doesn’t matter if we have our own rooms during the day.”
“Can we really sleep together at night?”
As Kloff put on his vest and jacket, his gaze met Aeroc’s reflection in the mirror. He gave a small nod.
“It’s Hugo. He’s a butler who has been serving the mansion for 30 years. He’s a meticulous and devoted old man, as if he was born for this butler job.”
“You must be disliked by him, right? Calling you a bastard who touched his esteemed master.”
Martha was quick-witted, as expected. When Kloff confirmed that, she laughed again in a loud voice.
“Don’t worry. I will not just get trampled on wherever I go. The successive Count will be your child, so why would I be afraid? Don’t worry about such unnecessary concerns and establish your mark. My master needs to do well, so I can also live comfortably.”
He was already so spent out to the point he couldn’t afford to work harder, but when Martha said so, Kloff felt somehow relieved. Indeed, Martha was the only person he could trust.
As soon as they got off the carriage, the doors of the estate swung open, and the usual stoic butler came out to greet them. He glanced at Martha getting off the carriage with Kloff and slightly narrowed his eyes, the corners of his lips twitching slightly, but he didn’t say anything. It seemed that Aeroc had somehow managed to inform him well during the day. Under the butler’s direction, the footmen carried Kloff and Martha’s luggage inside.
Following the butler who silently took the lead, Martha whispered softly.
“He doesn’t seem very strict.”
“I mean it, Martha, you have to survive here. If something happens to you, I’ll have to live alone in this house forever.”
“You’re going to be a father soon, don’t act so dramatic. But I’ll do my best.”
As if hearing their whispers, the butler cleared his throat. The two were soon led separately to different parts of the estate. Admiring the luxurious hallway with curious eyes, Martha followed a maid who guided her. Kloff was guided by the butler to a room quite far from Aeroc’s room.
“...What about the adjacent room or the room opposite Aeroc’s?”
“For generations, the Countess has used this room.”
Kloff thought an icy storm was blowing from the butler’s mouth.
“I am not the Countess.”
“Of course, it’s preposterous to call someone like you, who has a hulking physique and displays behavior as outrageous as a pirate, the Countess. I am acting according to the Count’s orders to treat you in a manner befitting the genetic provider of the future second generation. Since the Count has the Count’s private bedroom, naturally I have brought Sir Bendyke to this room.”
Caught in the icy storm, Kloff stood there dumbfounded. He gritted his teeth, saying, “Butler, if you recklessly throw punches in front of a criminal who roams the mountains and seas, then something goes wrong, Aeroc will get sad,” but the butler didn’t even pretend to hear and just pulled back the curtains.
“The beautiful nature is still the best to polish up your sinister behavior. From this room, you can see the rose garden that the previous Countess cherished. Please purify your mind and body while looking at the garden.”
Even at night, the faint light illuminating the garden outside the window felt very familiar. It was similar to the room Kloff had used when he visited the estate as a guest, but with a better view. Near the window, there was a comfortable-looking armchair that seemed to have a deep history.
As Kloff stood by the window, silently gazing outside, the butler had already disappeared. It seemed that he was still lacking something to beat that cunning fox. Kloff tapped his fingers against his forehead and sat back in his armchair. Purify his mind and body, he said. It was ridiculous, but somehow, watching the garden did make him feel genuinely at ease.
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