Chapter 43: The true nature of anger
Diana had been contemplating on Leon’s back the whole time.
(George’s anger is actually anger towards himself.)
Diana imagined it. The feeling of inferiority from being unable to read, the sympathy from her parents, the carefree siblings, the burden of being the eldest son.
(But that’s why I want him to receive the treatment Gustav mentioned.)
Diana stared at the bottle of rose syrup in her hand.
(. . .That’s it.)
Diana let go of Leon and stepped forward.
“Hey, Diana. . .”
“George, this is rose-scented syrup.”
What she offered was a clear, bright red syrup.
“Please give it to Laura-san along with the flowers.”
George widened his eyes. He seemed unable to process this unexpected conversation.
“. . .Huh? What’s this all of a sudden?”
“I heard it from Leon. Laura-san likes roses.”
“Don’t mess with me. . .Are you playing Cupid?”
“Yes, that’s right. I will become the Cupid of love between you and Laura-san.”
George paled at the bottle that was suddenly handed to him.
“You’re talking nonsense. . .I’m leaving.”
“Fine then. I will write 〝To Beloved Laura, with love from George〟 on this bottle and place it next to that bouquet.”
“You. . .!”
“Well, what do you want?”
Diana asked bluntly.
“As someone who can’t read or write, you need someone’s help.”
“. . .”
“By refusing that help, you couldn’t convey anything to her, and you couldn’t meet her anymore because she lost her hearing, right?”
“. . .”
“I happened to marry Leon. That’s why I want even the siblings of the person I love to be happy, no matter how stubborn, foolish, disobedient, and narrow-minded they may be.”
The latter part was purely an insult. George had been staring at the bottle for a while, but suddenly he pushed it back. Diana felt dejected, but what he said next was unexpected.
“It’s you. . .”
Diana looked up.
“Go to that cottage. . .and deliver that bottle to Laura’s father.”
Suddenly, Diana felt puzzled.
“Huh. . .What?”
“If they ask who it’s from, just say it’s from Diana, Leon’s wife. Whether it’s a greeting or a birthday present, anything will do.”
That’s right. George had been turned away by Laura’s father. They must have a bad relationship. He had been berated with “It’s because of you,” but what exactly happened in the past? If Diana made the rounds of greetings, she could certainly hand over the desired item to Laura.
“And. . .ghostwrite for me.”
Diana was suddenly handed paper and a pencil, and her heart raced nervously. Truly, she was becoming a cupid of love. Leon next to her seemed to be flustered, unable to keep up with the sudden turn of events.
George calmly took a breath and said,
“Listen carefully. Write it like this──〝I have a disease that prevents me from reading and writing. I haven’t been ignoring the letters from Laura. I simply couldn’t read them. I apologize for causing you trouble for so long.〟 This is my apology.”
. . .So this is an apology letter. Diana felt a bit restless. It was different from what she had expected.
“Um. . .Is this not a love letter?”
“No, it’s not.”
“Then, what is it exactly?”
“It’s a letter of apology.”
Diana understood.
Her difficult personality was making the situation even more complicated.
“. . .Express your love, express it.”
“Don’t be foolish. It’s pitiful to hold on.”
“Ehhhh. . .”
“Being surrounded by a man who can’t read, it would be unfortunate. Laura is mentally unstable, so I can’t suddenly break up with her. She might die from the shock. Although it dragged on for a long time, it’s about time to end it.”
“Both brothers are completely. . .George, what exactly do you want?”
“I want to break up with Laura.”
“But don’t you love Laura-san?!”
“Yes, that’s why I have to break up.”
Diana felt dizzy.
“You know. . .That’s exactly why, if you could read, everything would be solved.”
George looked puzzled.
“If you could read and write, the business would stabilize. You could communicate through written conversation with Laura-san. With that, you could understand each other and be happy.”
However, he shook his head.
“No matter how hard I tried, it was useless. It’s too late to study now.”
“That’s why, to overcome that illness, you need an unconventional approach. A different method of studying than what you did in the village.”
As she said that, Diana’s hand continued to swiftly move across the paper. Leon, who was peering over her shoulder, blushed.
“Hey, Diana. . .”
“Well then, I’ll deliver this syrup to Laura-san. I don’t care what’s written in it anymore!”
Diana hurried to the cabin in the forest. Leon stayed behind, holding Regina’s reins, while George rode his horse and left the forest with a gloomy expression.
Diana knocked on the door of the cabin.
“. . .Yes.”
A white-haired, thin man with a difficult expression opened the door. Diana made an effort to act cheerful.
“Um, hello. . .I, Diana, have become Leon’s wife. I’m going around greeting the people we couldn’t greet at the wedding. If you’d like, here you go.”
In Diana’s basket were two bottles of syrup, wrapped in paper and tied with hemp string, with each person’s name written on them.
“This one is for Otou-sama. . .and this one is for Laura-san.”
The man alternated his gaze between the distant figure of Leon and Diana nearby, then nodded.
“Thank you for coming all the way from such a far place to here.”
“No, by the way, I don’t see Laura-san. Is she not here?”
“Oh, she has an ear condition. . .She always gets tired and falls asleep in the evening.”
“I see. Please have her lick this syrup and regain her energy.”
“Thank you, young lady.”
The door closes.
Leon, who greeted Diana, asks his wife with an exasperated expression.
“Writing something like that. . .Are you okay with it, Diana?”
Diana smirks defiantly.
“Hmph. This is both repayment and revenge. Both Leon and George are truly twisted individuals.”
“Revenge. . .?”
“Well, never mind. Let’s go home. Anyway, it’s important to make George interested in reading and writing. I hope that letter becomes the catalyst.”
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『”ᴀᴡᴇʙsᴛᴏʀɪᴇs.ᴄᴏᴍ” – ᴅɪsᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴠᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏғ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs ᴡɪᴛʜ “ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs” ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴄʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴇss ᴛᴏ “ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs”.』
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