The Little Demon King is Too Bothered by Her Brave Dads

t to, but… ….”  Nora put on a sad expression and slowly lowered her eyes.

 

‘Is that so?’

 

I glanced at Nora and nodded as if I couldn’t win.

 

“Well, if that’s the case, just a little bit of help ….”

 

“Thank you, miss!”

 

Nora smiled again.

 

Ugh, I feel like I’ve been tricked.
That couldn’t be it, right?

 

Feeling suspicious, I took off my clothes with Nora’s help.

 

And–

 

“Oh my gosh…….”

 

Nora was speechless for a moment, looking shocked.
Then she hurriedly corrected her expression and got up.

 

“Well, shall we go into the bath first? You’ll feel better if you soak yourself in hot water.”

 

Um, does it look that ugly?

 

I glanced down at my body.

 

A slender, ribbed body and thin forearms as slender as dry branches.

 

Well, my body was somewhat weaker than my peers.
Still, I’d gained quite a bit of weight while traveling with the three warriors…….

’

 

“May I wash your hair?”

 

“Yes, I’d like that,” I nodded.

 

After that, Nora washed my body meticulously.

 

She poured warm water over me, followed by a gentle scrubbing with soap, and then washed off the soapy water.

 

Her hands were cautious and caring, so somehow my heart was a little moved.

 

‘It’s the first time… … something like this happened.’

 

I just wiggled my fingers.

 

The warriors cared for me in their own way, but since I was a different gender, they couldn’t take care of even the smallest things, like bathing.

 

So, I guess it really was the first time I’d been taken care of like this.

 

“Okay, all done.”

 

Lastly, Nora, who dried me with a towel, put me in a bathrobe.
She hugged me to pick me up and headed to the powder room right next to the bathroom.

 

“If your hair is wet for a long time, you will catch a cold.
So, I need to blow the water away as quickly as possible..….”

 

She murmured anxiously and wrapped my head in a towel.

 

The hand that dried my hair was soft.

 

But that was just for a while.

 

“Oh, my gosh.”

 

Nora looked down at my hair with a troubled face.

 

It had to be because of my hair.

 

The hair that had never been taken care of and grown up on its own, it was a mess just by brushing it off with a towel.

 

“…… Your hair is very damaged.”

 

Nora, who unconsciously put on a pitiful expression, hurriedly smiled at me when our eyes met through the mirror.

 

“Don’t worry too much.
I’ll brush it so well that it doesn’t get tangled.”

 

“Yes!”

 

Nora brushed my wet hair carefully.

 

Meanwhile, while Nora was preoccupied with my hair, I subtly asked about the middle-aged woman I had just met.

 

“By the way, Nora.”

 

“Yes?”

 

“The servant who greeted Siegfried earlier.
Who is that?”

 

’

Then Nora’s hand as she combed my hair slowed down a little.

 

“Oh, do you mean Countess Ghiberti?”

 

“The Countess of Ghiberti?”

 

I raised my ears.

 

“Yes, she became His Excellency’s aunt.
After the death of the former count, she became the general manager of this townhouse.”

 

Hmm.

 

I rolled my eyes in thought.

 

The flow of the original work was roughly like this.

 

After the three warriors went to subdue the demon castle and Siegfried died unexpectedly, Siegfried’s title was handed over to his cousin.

 

‘But this time Siegfried came back alive.’

 

Siegfried’s return, then, wouldn’t be great news, at least for his other cousins ​​who coveted the title of duke.

 

“Then does Countess Ghiberti have no family now?”

 

“No, she has a son.
He inherited the title of Count Ghiberti.”

 

“But why doesn’t she live with her son and work as a general manager?”

 

“Well, the head of the household went to subdue the demon castle, didn’t he?”

Carefully untangling the ends of my tangled hair, Nora quietly continued her explanation.

 

“Apparently, since the head of the family has been leaving the townhouse empty for a long time, she volunteered and asked if he needed someone to manage it.”

 

Hey, isn’t that a little strange?

 

I tilted my head.

 

As described in the original work, Siegfried’s father was alive and well.

 

‘Of course, the relationship between the two is the worst.’

 

Anyway, what I mean!

 

In other words, there is no need to manage the Orlean townhouse even when she is an aunt because the previous duke could send someone himself.

 

Nevertheless, Countess Giberti volunteered to enter the townhouse as the general manager.
It’s as if she wouldn’t miss the opportunity to get involved with the duke’s family…….

 

‘Hmm, do I think too twistedly?’

 

But then.

 

Thud!

 

The door opened violently without even a knock.

 

“Are you still not ready?!”

 

Countess Giberti, who stormed into the powder room, looked at me and Nora alternately with an annoyed gaze.