This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 77
I followed the two of them.
Balzac, who was walking briskly, suddenly fwick turned his head to look at me.
“Why are you following?”
“I go Ewywotte woom…”
“Why are you following me if you’re going back to your room?”
“Thewe.”
The redhead looked at the door I was pointing at, and at the one next to it. He then scowled.
Apparently, the room next to mine was Balzac’s, and Joshua seemed to stop at the room just before Balzac’s, indicating it was his.
So, it was like this:
Joshua—Balzac—Erylotte.
Our rooms were lined up in this order.
Balzac’s face turned fierce.
“Make a sound, and you’re dead.”
His voice was so chillingly threatening that I quickly responded in fright.
“Ywes!”
“Scram.”
“Ywes!”
I turned around like a well-trained soldier to quickly enter my room, but then Enzo caught up to me.
“Young Miss!”
Enzo came running towards me with the soldiers.
“Where have you been? We’ve been looking everywhere. The maids even came crying to the barracks.”
“Umm…”
As I was fidgeting, a familiar figure appeared behind Enzo.
“Fathew!”
My father, striding over, furrowed his brows.
“Where have you been for three hours?”
“Pway hi-n-see. I go nap in cwoset. I sowwy…” (I played hide-and-seek. I had a nap in a closet. I’m sorry…)
Hearing this, the soldiers and Enzo sighed in relief.
Father took a deep breath and said,
“Be careful in secluded places next time.”
“Yes.”
As I was speaking, I felt a gaze from behind.
It was Balzac and Joshua.
Enzo bowed to them.
“Good to see you. Young Master Balzac, Young Master Joshua.”
“Sure.”
“As with you.”
Balzac and Joshua responded in turn.
Enzo introduced them to me.
“These are your older brothers, the twins. Young Master Balzac is the older, and Young Master Joshua is the younger.”
Joshua smiled gently.
“Hello, Erylotte. I’ve heard a lot about you. I’m Joshua.”
“….”
“Shouldn’t you introduce yourself too, brother?”
Pressured by Joshua’s words, Balzac said with reluctance,
“I’m Balzac.”
Joshua smiled again, bent down to meet my eye level, and said,
“Let’s get along, Erylotte.”
‘Huh?’
I blinked, looking at Joshua in surprise.
He hadn’t said a word to me when we entered the castle, but in front of my father…
‘Aha.’
That guy, he’s sly.
Typically, these twin brothers in the novel had two distinct personalities: tiger and snake.
Tiger-like Balzac, the fierce elder of the older brothers.
Snake-like yet sweet-looking Joshua, the younger of the older brothers with dark intentions.
In ‘Grandvill’, Dahlia was an only child.
So, these ‘brother characters’ filled the role of loving but overprotective brothers for her.
I liked them as characters, but…
‘It’s different when they’re the enemy.’
Remembering how the two raged over Dahlia’s troubles sent shivers down my spine.
Joshua typically surveys before deciding friends and foes (or neither).
Yet, he ignored me earlier, only acting kindly now that we’re in front of Father.
Seems I’ve already marked as an enemy.
Balzac also seemed displeased with me.
Earlier, I felt it, and now…
‘I’m seriously doomed.’
I think I’ve been too conspicuous, to the point that stories about me have circulated at the main residence.
Winning Grandfather’s favor was good, but it only aroused suspicion among the third generation.
Then, Michelan squeezed through the soldiers to speak up softly.
“The banquet is ready.”
Father was to dine with the evaluators.
He nodded slightly and said,
“Prepare a meal for the children in the greenhouse.”
What?!
I stared at my father with wide, shocked eyes.
There was no need for the children to be at the evaluators’ dinner!
Better for deep conversations to happen without us!
Not only didn’t I want to attend the banquet and walk on eggshells around the evaluators…
But dining with these two little beasts was the last thing I wanted.
‘I shouldn’t stand out…!’
I hurriedly said,
“E, Ewywotte wanna eat awone. Bwothews mush be tiwed twoday. (E, Erylotte wants to eat alone. Brothers must be tired today.)
Hearing this, Father glanced at the twins.
“Tired?”
How could you respond to that, knowing Joshua’s nature─!
“Of course not. I’ve been looking forward to dining with my dear younger sister.”
…See?
Everyone’s gaze turned to me, as if to say, ‘It’s fine then, right?’
If I refuse now, it’ll seem like I’m avoiding them.
“Wow! Then Ewi is esited!”
People smiled as if it was a good thing, and I internally swallowed my tears.
