The Villain Changed the Ending

013 I’m Oscar, mother

Now that I think about it, there were hints from the beginning that I swallowed the ring.

My whole body hurts from an accident.

Perhaps the fact that I lost my memories for several days was a side effect of the ring’s magic, or it was because the magic of the ring and my magic collided.

Even when I entered the cemetery with my grandfather’s coffin, I felt a strange aura in my stomach.

At that time, I didn’t care because it was during the funeral and the cold in the middle of winter, but that may have been what was written in the grandfather’s letter.

The ring recognizes the owner’s death.

‘Then it seems that I was in my body until my grandfather’s funeral.’

The problem is after that.

The toilets of this era were pottery style.

Of course, there are some that look like flush toilets, but I haven’t used them yet.

Such toilets protruded from the walls of the castle, and excreta flowed down the walls as they were.

A small child like me does not use that type of toilet, perhaps because there is a risk of falling into the toilet.

Instead, in a small space with a curtain, a wide ceramic bowl was used as a bathroom.

At least I am.

And such a urinal was promptly removed every time it was to be seen.

‘It’s not like it was abandoned without anyone noticing…’

what to do

Even if I didn’t know, it was a big deal.

If it’s to collect filth somewhere, can it be traced from now on?

ha.

A sigh comes out by itself.

‘Anyway… I have to solve the father problem first.’

It seems that the seal ring is a secret except for the head of the house, so let’s deal with the immediate business first.

While I was hardened like a stone statue, my father was sitting on the floor before I knew it.

Bianca clings to her father’s arm, but doesn’t seem to know that either.

I opened the letter about the successor and handed it to my father.

It’s far from reading the letters, but you can clearly see the stamp of the head of the family.

“From this moment on, I have full power over the family. Father, please stay at the rose garden for a while.”

It gets noisy when my father goes around all over the place.

As long as there is a document with the seal of the head of the family, there is no way the succession will be overturned, and all my father can do is spread complaints, but even so, if I, a 5-year-old, become the head of the head, the people of the duchy will be anxious.

I want to stop the actions that further aggravate that anxiety.

“…”

I didn’t bring up the word confinement, but I’m sure you knew what I meant.

My father looked at me with a monster-like expression.

It seems that his son, whom he had only known as a 5-year-old child until now, feels strange.

‘Well, I understand that feeling.’

It seems that for the time being, many people will look at me strangely because I suddenly showed an abnormality.

But since we confirmed that there are no witch hunts in this era, it should be fine.

At the direction of the butler, a servant assisted the father and left the restaurant.

I glanced at the attendants lined up on the wall, then threw a word at the butler.

“Benno, unlike my father, I don’t need an acolyte who doesn’t obey me immediately. Make sure to educate me.”

Except for a few people, the servants lined up on the wall moved awkwardly as if embarrassed.

I move my eyes anxiously and look at the person next to me.

I think I wanted someone to put up a gun and make an excuse.

One of them pursed his lips, as if he was actually trying to make an excuse.

A small voice came out, but was it because I was afraid? It didn’t make sense.

The butler bowed his head respectfully.

“Sorry to offend you. Most of them were servants brought in by Bianca and lacked education. Forgive me as this will never happen again.”

To briefly explain, as soon as Bianca entered the Rose Pavilion, she called people from the Viscount’s side.

There were several people who were not even servants, let alone proper attendants.

From Bianca’s already-married sister to Dennis’ playmate, a child.

They stayed at the Rose Pavilion, ate, played, and enjoyed themselves.

He is a ghost servant who came in purely for money.

It must have been very fun to play and eat and even give money.

The butler calmly continued his explanation.

“Because the salaries of duke’s servants are high compared to other places.”

In addition, if it is an attendant who enters the main house, it rises even higher. Of course, a higher level is required.

Even though Bianca’s parents are viscounts, they are poor because they are nobles without lands.

It seems that he appealed with tears to his father about the misery of his father’s family without money.

Even after giving birth to their first son, the father seems to have felt sorry for Bianca, who is still his lover, and it is said that he forced her request through.

Mother had no choice but to agree on the condition that it would be limited to the rose garden, but the butler laughed bitterly, saying that a significant number of servants came from Bianca’s rose garden for this dinner.

“In the rose garden, servants are of a certain level, so even Bernd-sama allowed it.”

It’s a duke’s dinner.

An attendant of that level could not be served to dinner.

In the end, the servants of the rose crown, which only looked good on the outside, were put up on the wall like decorations, and the actual work of setting the table or bringing food was all done by the servants of the duke.

In any case, that in itself would completely destroy the face of the hostess.

It may have been more painful to the mother than the fact that her father was in love.

“Of course, Bocchan, no, master, you can’t just have people like that around you, so there were people from dukes on the wall as well.”

However, those servants are the butler’s henchmen.

I think I noticed something after seeing the butler’s actions.

If the butler blocks Bernd, the head of the household, and defends me as his son, there is something behind it.

“Most of the people who are called head butlers have the head of the family first. My family is a family that produces dukes butlers for generations, so it’s more. Those who have worked under me for a long time would have guessed.”

The butler smirked with a bad expression on his face.

It is rare to see such an expression in front of me.

kinda looks like a villain

I left my grandfather’s letter with the butler and approached my mother.

Was it that I couldn’t stand still?

Mother was sitting on the chair brought by the attendant.

“Mother, are you okay?”

“…Oscar.”

My mother was looking at me with a strange expression.

*****[Annette, mother]*****

From the outside, her life may seem fine.

In fact, it would be a very mild and privileged life than many aristocratic women in this world who are unhappy.

The father-in-law was a strict but fair man, and the butlers and servants of the duchy were well-trained and would do ten tasks on their own when instructed to do one.

hands don’t go

It was also fortunate that, with the help of the butler, she learned things she should have learned from her mother-in-law.

The first thing women who marry in Taga are to learn about the family customs and history, and the affairs of the vassal family.

It includes everything from the history of the Shiga, how the wives of successive generations lived, the family’s unique way of treating guests, the family names and family customs of the lords under the Shiga, and the families from which their wives came from. .

It is usually learned from the mother-in-law, and such education takes more than five years at the earliest.

There are many cases where even after ten years, they still cannot get away from their mother-in-law’s education.

When the mother-in-law is not available, the sister of the head of the family who married out of town returns to her parents’ home and teaches.

Annette’s family was also a family with a long history, so the situation was similar.

Her mother also suffered greatly after marrying into a marquis family.

Seeing her grandmother and mother right beside her, who always pushed her fiercely, Annette thought that her future would be similar or even worse.

Because the place she was going to marry was a ducal family with a longer title and history than the marquess.

However, in the ducal family, there was a butler who seemed to have walked along with the family’s history, and he took over the role of mother-in-law.

Annette learned most of what it took ten years for a wife from another family to learn in less than five years.

It was not because Annette herself was good, but because the butler who taught her was competent.

In addition, the butler made up for what Annette was lacking in, and gave her full credit.

He was a strange butler who did not want to take credit for himself.

Her life is definitely blessed.

It may seem like a perfect life to those who don’t know the circumstances.

‘but.’

never been happy

Her husband, Bernd, had been deeply in love with a woman named Bianca even before he met her.

The first thing he said when we met for the first time after we got engaged was that I never loved you.

It was like looking at an enemy.

What made it all the more miserable was that Annette herself fell in love with him at first sight.

How nice it would be if people’s emotions moved freely.

Then I would never have loved you.

Miserable things have happened countless times since then. If you thought it was miserable, after that, even more miserable things happened.

By the time the marriage was near, Bernd and Bianca already had a son.

It seems that Bernd wanted to adopt that child as a child with Annette upon marriage.

That would be because the son could become the heir to the duke.

However, he was rejected with a big scolding from his father-in-law, and Bernd’s attitude became colder.

On the first day she married and came to the duchy, Annette was alone for several days.

It’s because Bianca’s son is sick.

On the first night with her, the husband rushed to the mansion in the castle city where his lover lived.

The father-in-law, who found out about it belatedly, gave Bernd a bad command, but even after that, her husband did not hold her for several months.

It was only one night with him.

A night with my husband that was just an obligation without any emotion or degree.

Having the Oscars that night was nothing short of a miracle.

Annette stared at her five-year-old son.

‘The only happiness I’ve found in misery… The reason I’m happy… My Oscar.’

When Oscar was born and the child looked at her, when the screaming child stopped crying as if he recognized its mother, on the first day she smiled broadly at her, the moment she saw her walk on two legs for the first time…

Annette knew that there was an indescribable amount of happiness in this world.

The days of mourning while begging for her husband’s love filled the hole and disappeared.

Everything in this world is filled with Oscar, and she has become a mother who can live as long as she has this child.

‘As long as I have this child… Then I can live.’

But is this child in front of me really Oscar?

Ever since the day Oscar woke up from the carriage accident, Annette has occasionally felt out of place.

There was a moment when the strange feeling that my son was not my son passed by, and goose bumps ran through my skin.

And at this moment, Oscar feels completely unfamiliar.

Annette resisted the desire to back away and saw Oscar approaching.

Oscar came closer and stood right in front of him.

“mother.”

Turquoise eyes similar to hers peer into her face with concern.

“Why is that?”

Annette looked into the child’s eyes and opened her mouth. Not to miss even the smallest detail, without even breathing.

“…Oscar?”

Is that there my dear Oscar?

Or something else unknown?

When I whispered the child’s name with such a question in mind, Oscar tilted his head.

Then, he comes close to Annette and tiptoes.

A child whispered in my ear.

‘My little prince will always be there… It’s a promise.’

ah….

Annette let out a small voice.

This is what Oscar himself said when he was younger.

One day when he was upset about Bernt and Bianca, Oscar said while crying.

I will make my mother happy, always make her laugh, never make her cry.

That’s what he said to Oscar.

Oscar removed his face from her ear and took Annette’s hand.

“I am Oscar, mother. My mother’s little Oscar.”

“okay.”

Annette hugged Oscar tightly.

This kid is definitely Oscar.

It was the child who had intact memories of only the two of them.

It is Oscar, the little prince who makes her happy even when she behaves strangely.

not different.

“Mother, I will never make you cry again.”

“Yes, Oscar. I know. I believe in you. You are my little prince.”

The discomfort still lingered.

Somehow, this child is different from the Oscar she gave birth to.

But there was no doubt that this child was Oscar.

Same look, same memory, same love.

Annette pushed a small doubt deep into her heart.

I pushed it in so deep that it didn’t crawl out, and then closed it completely.