HCYPBTKIRWO Chapter 19

In any case, since there were no rules about it, the witch did not violate anything, so there was no reason to criticize. Elliott, who was speechless for a moment, spoke in a softer voice.

“Then now there’ll be a new rule. From now on, let the children sleep in their own rooms."

"Okay."

When the witch replied, he expected her to argue, but she only answered in ease.

That wasn't enough, so the witch took the pen from Elliott's desk and scribbled a new rule in the rule book.

“Oh, duke!”

"What?"

“The tuxedo cat was banned because of Daisy, can you please release it?”

“Yes.”

As soon as the witch got what she asked for, she asked for something.

“Can I make a garden?”

That was something he was not willing to allow.

“Hey, Miss Hazel, did you forget that it was a temporary contract?”

Maybe she already considered this her home and was trying to take over. Elliott's eyes sharpened as he looked at the witch.

But she tilted her head and looked at him with her polite, bewildered eyes.

“Even if the contract ends, won’t the broccoli I planted be left behind? You can also have it. Please take care of it in a timely manner.”

“No, I mean…”

He didn't know how many times he was at a loss for words and became a fool because of that witch today.

“Please write a permit to present to the butler.”

She was a witch, she was crazy, and when she got his stamped permit, she smiled innocently.

"If you don't have anything else to say, can I just go for it?"

“…”

“The chestnuts must be hungry. I decided to make omelets for breakfast. If I can add chopped vegetables to it, they can eat it without picking it out.”

“…”

“Won’t that be good?”

“… ”

"Then I’ll take my leave."

He had already forgotten to rebuke her. Elliott, who had been staring blankly, was greeted by the witch who turned around, and he hurriedly cried out.

"Wait a moment."

"Yes?"

Elliott took a heavy pouch from his drawer and placed it on the desk.

“This month’s pay.”

"You don't have to give it to me."

“The principle is to pay advance payment, so please accept it.”

Then the witch reluctantly took the pouch.

He now knew that witch a little bit. Principles, rules, and regulations. She was the kind of person who followed without a fuss when he gave her such an excuse.

'I mean, it's amazing.'

It had to be an act that did not suit the evil witch who was famous for her whims and free spirits.

"Then I'll get going."

Elliott stared at her back for a long time until she disappeared.

That witch had a mix of Luna's ferocity and Luca's brilliance. No, actually, it seemed more than the two.

'Is that the only way I can control my younger siblings?'

***

(1st person pov)

Receiving a new week's schedule from Mrs. Valeria, I sighed deeply.

‘Why are the kindergarten students so busy?'

Piano, painting, horseback riding, reading, religion, etiquette, speech, swordsmanship, and physical training classes. There was no time on the two children's weekly schedule.

I didn't live like this when I was their age. When do they hang out? For children of this age, playing is also part of learning.

Still, this was a schedule that secured a little more time to play than last week after a heated "discussion" with the duke.

"Let's see... The first class this morning is physical training, right? Next is reading, hmm...”

A good idea came to mind. I dressed the children in the active clothes I made before instead of the physical training clothes.

"Okay, let's go."

As promised with Daniel, who was in charge of the physical training class, he took the children to the back of the mansion. Maybe we can go somewhere else.

"Sir Daniel."

Standing on the stairs at the back gate, Sir Daniel, who was waiting for us, looked back and frowned.

"It's a physical training class. Why are they dressed like farmers?"

"Why don't you train their physical strength by farming today?"

Sir Daniel's eyes narrowed at my suggestion.

"It's fun to build up their physical strength and have fun…”

It would be more fun than running around the training ground like trained dogs.

"It was worth growing delicious crops!"

The children, who were dying, ran around with a big smile the moment they heard me.

"A field! A field! A field!

Sigh... I thought the ground was trembling at the sound of Sir Daniel's tremendous sigh.

Eventually, Sir Daniel, who agreed to a new way of physical fitness class, also came to the greenhouse in the corner of the mansion.

"Hello."

"Oh, hello."

The gardeners, who were in the midst of trimming flowers, stopped what they were doing and greeted me.

I was just a nanny, but they were polite as if treating a noble.

A few days ago, I thought the wall was broken down with help when I decorated a garden in a corner of the greenhouse. But I still felt a sense of distance.

Do they still think I’m a witch who eats people up? I became embarrassed, but pretended to be fine, leading the children to the garden.

"Like this..."

"Here!"

We dug furrows on the soil floor where gardeners mixed well with compost. Carrot seeds were sprinkled in a hollow groove and covered with soil.

"Grow it well.”

Luna and Luca copied me and watered it with a watering pot. Sir Daniel, who was leaning against the corner and watching us quietly, sighed again.

"I can't believe that the children of the late duke are working in the fields like farmers..."

"There’s no such thing as knowledge that’s useless. Perhaps it will help you understand the lives of the regular people.”

After planting carrots and beans, it was time to transfer and already large broccoli seedlings in a pot. Sir Daniel looked displeased when I brought some kind of pot.

"Physical training class is over. Don't you have to move on to the next class?"

"Oh, I'll do the next class. It’s reading."

Sir Daniel laughed and asked.

"Farming was a very good excuse, but what are you going to do with the excuse of reading?"

I smiled and held up a small sign and crayon.

"B-ro-cco-li."

Luca burst into laughter when Luna stammered over the letter broccoli I wrote on the sign.

"It looks like it's going to be fun."

Luca was still too early to study writing.

"I'm going to try it too.”

When I tried to use the next sign, Luna reached out with enthusiasm.

"Really? Then let's use carrots."

It was cute to gather his lips roundly and frown his eyebrows while concentrating.

"Yes, it's right to draw from there. Luna is good."

Although it was a little crooked, Luna was good at reading and writing for a seven-year-old. I think she will be good at writing someday since she speaks well.

"What did I write next?"

“Oh!”

"Me too, me too! I want to try."

Luca, who was a little early to be taught writing, also wanted to follow his sister to use a sign, so I made it easier for him by having him write “pea”.

Of course, it was closer to drawing than writing, and he had to hold the crayon together in the middle.

Luca, who wrote a sign with his own hand, ran to Sir Daniel and bragged.

"Brother Daniel, is this right?"

The children called Sir Daniel “brother” if they were in private, but he didn't know that class time was also public time.

"Yes, that's right."

"Hehe, I wrote it."

"You wrote it well."”

Sir Daniel gently stroked Luca's head.

"Look. He learned how to write, right?"

I shrugged, pointing to the signs in a row in the garden. Sir Daniel still had a gloomy face.

At the end of the morning class, I left the children with Sir Daniel and made lunch. Today's lunch menu in the basket was a sandwich.

"Have lunch."

I handed Sir Daniel a sandwich and told him to wash his hands, and he distributed it to children who were playing with water in their buckets, and then approached the gardeners who were about to have lunch break.

"Have lunch."

The gardeners' eyes widened as they didn't know I had prepared their share.

These days, exaggerated rumors were circulating in the duchy. Once you taste my dish, you can never forget the taste.

By the way, everyone swallowed their saliva while looking at the sandwich in my hand, but they did not readily receive it.

I remembered only when I saw them exchanging hesitant eyes with each other.

“Didn’t the witch secretly use the potion for cooking?”

“Hmm, well…”

"Maybe it's drugs."

“Hey, you’re talking nonsense. The Duke would not be able to give such a thing to the young Prince and Princess."

“That’s the case, but you never know.”

Yesterday, I unintentionally overheard the servants saying those words.

'Oh, that's because you're worried.'

I guess I just made it difficult. What excuse can I use to give the sandwich I offered up naturally?

While thinking about it, a gardener who had just washed his hands grabbed a sandwich.

"What a precious thing! Then I'll eat well without hesitation."

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