Villainous daughter who loves her hand-me-downs – Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Port Town│Read translated stories and daily updates at: Awebstories.com

Ethan and I are on our way to the port town on our horses. The port town will be our home for the next two nights.

“I am very worried that my grandmother will go ahead with the engagement between me and the second prince.”

“In Tristan’s opinion, the second prince is a handsome and friendly individual. Why don’t you like him? “

“There are a lot of people like our grandmother in the royal palace.”

“…Maybe you don’t like that.”

“I’d like to make sure that even if my grandmother brings up the idea, it will be rejected by the royal family.”

“When it comes to attributes, I am outnumbered by the Marquess of Demont.”

Even though Adele was outnumbered in attributes, he was her fiancé.

“Is the Marquess of Demont pretty?”

“I don’t know what she looks like either.”

“Adele has a good-looking face.”

What do you mean by “good-looking”?

“The only thing I’m not good at is socializing.”

“No social skills? Is it because you dress like a man?

“I didn’t talk to anyone during the tea party thrown by the second prince, and now that we’re in Tegperi territory, I only wear my brother’s hand-me-downs.”

“You’re not very motivated. And let’s just say you’re sickly?”

A former 28-year-old talking to a 15-year-old.

My grandmother thought I was just a kid twisting her whip about not coming to dinner and decided to ignore it.

Tristan didn’t care much either. Adele had a habit of being moody and never left her room.

Tristan stayed in Sanju to help the office, which was busy preparing for the harvest festival.

I’m sorry I’m the only one playing, but I’m 12 years old, so forgive me.

The sea came into view as we rode the horses and relaxed in the carriage. The sea’s surface gleams in the sunlight.

There are few people in town, but the atmosphere is cheerful. Fishing boats are anchored in the harbor, and seagulls fly in the sky.

We go for a walk through town before dinner. After that, we eat at the inn’s restaurant. We’re seated at a table at the rear of the room, surrounded by Sophie and our escorts.

There were several other groups of customers drinking and eating happily.

The meal appears to be Mediterranean in nature. While listening to Ethan talk about fishing, we ate more and more. I’d like to have a drink as well.

The next morning, we went to the market to see the freshly landed fish and shellfish.

I guess they eat octopus here too. I’d like to try takoyaki, but I’m afraid I can’t source it.

How do you make dried bonito? Is it enough to boil and dry the niboshi? If I had known how to make it, I could have made soup stock and Akashiyaki with the soup stock.

As for the seaweed… There is no seaweed to buy in town.

When I was fishing for shrimp on the beach with Ethan, a white cat came up to us. I gave him some of the fish fillets that I use as bait.

Huh?

“A cat with polka dots…”

Blue spots on a white background from head to back.

“Isn’t that a water demon cat? I didn’t know they were at the beach like this.”

The water demon cat cleans itself by covering itself with water instead of grooming itself. It is sold as a pet in the Demon-best Shop.

After finishing his meal, the water-demon cat is now sitting right next to me, facing the ocean.

I stroked her back. The fur seems to be a little more moist than normal cats.

When I looked at his face, his eyes were narrowed and he looked like he was about to fall asleep.

“You want to take it home?”

I was supposed to stay at the Duke’s residence in Sanju, but my grandmother is there….

“No, I don’t think so.”

She’s lovely, but it means more work for the servants, and I have to decide where I want to live first.

It was a fun day of eating, playing with cats, and doing some light seawall work.

It was especially good to learn about shrimping areas. I’ll come back when I move.

We brought the prawns to the inn and were served ahijo and bisque that night. Thank you for the food.

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