I'm the crazy heir's daughter Chapter 3

Ch 3

"...!"

At that moment, the servants all straightened their postures and lined up.

I immediately knew that the owner of the laughter was none other than Marquis Leo.

I also turned towards the door, following them.

This was the first time I had seen him.

What would Marquis Leonardo really be like?

'To cause the premature death of his only daughter with his outrageous behavior, I wanted to see that handsome face.'

I still clearly remembered Marquis Leo's last words.

It was a scene where he was furious at the Duke and the Sableen family who had abandoned him.

'This crazy old man! Do you think I have nowhere else to stay? I'll never come back to this miserable house, so all of you should know that!'

He raged like fire. He didn't care at all about his abandoned young daughter.

'His only daughter, Erusha, trembled with fear.' The description from that time suddenly felt like it was tearing at my heart.

'To be kicked out of the house overnight is truly the worst.'

How much more shocking must it have been for the especially delicate and soft-hearted Erusha?

After all, her father was not someone she could rely on.

While I shook my head, the door began to open with a heavy friction sound.

Through the gap, a slightly cold outdoor air and a strong fragrance flowed in. It was a deep, yet fresh and sweet scent like living flowers.

'What is this enchanting scent?'

Could it be Marquis Leo's unique seductive scent that I had only read about in words? It was very famous because people were said to fall in love just by catching a whiff of it. But to me, it was just the smell of pretense.

"Hahahaha!"

Marquis Leo burst into hearty laughter and entered the residence.

Then, his long, flowing silver hair and golden eyes brightly illuminated the interior. His long limbs and tall stature made the vast mansion seem to shrink instantly.

I squinted slightly at his excessive presence.

'Wow, the description in the novel wasn't an exaggeration.'

I opened my eyes wide, wondering if that insane appearance was truly human.

Skin smoother than a sculpture, long, melancholy eyes, a perfectly balanced nose, and even a handsome philtrum.

His tall, lean physique with cleanly defined muscles and a dazzling face that seemed to hold light was truly an elf humanized.

Dangling jewels on his ears and neck added color to the already flamboyant beauty of the Marquis.

The appearance of a perfect handsome man, unparalleled by anyone.

His appearance was more than human, enough to make one forget he was an irresponsible father.

'Is he an angel?'

Lost in admiration, I soon came to my senses and frowned. I had momentarily forgotten that this man was the irresponsible father I had to rehabilitate.

Suddenly, I noticed a half-empty bottle of alcohol in his hand. Looking closely, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and his steps were a little unsteady.

'As expected, he's drunk.'

Marquis Leo, who was said to be drunk 365 days a year, so it was no surprise.

"Roro! Where is Roro?"

Roro?

When my father looked for someone, Helen hurriedly gestured to Ebbott again. It seemed she was about to send me away, so I quickly ran up to Marquis Leo.

"Daddy!"

The surprised eyes of the servants all turned to me.

Marquis Leo also turned his head in surprise and looked down at me.

I clasped my hands together and smiled as brightly as I could.

It was already disgusting and pathetic to think of flattering him, but I absolutely had to get his permission to hire my tutor.

'The Marquis probably won't agree. He thinks a young child like the young lady doesn't need a high-level education.'

Although Ebbott thought it was hopeless, I couldn't help but try.

Marquis Leo stared intently at me, then narrowed his eyes.

Then he blurted out.

"Roro?"

He spread his hands wide, looking at the servants as if he didn't understand.

"Since when did Roro dye her fur purple?"

"...Huh?"

Woof woof!

That's when it happened.

A dog barked from somewhere, and servants came and handed something to Helen.

It was a creature with fluffy white fur and perked ears... a Spitz dog.

Helen approached the Marquis, holding the dog.

"Roro is here, Marquis. That person is your daughter, Young Lady Erusha."

"What?"

Only then did he blink, looking at me.

Did he mistake me for a dog just now?

It seemed the father was so drunk he couldn't distinguish between his own child and a dog.

He stared at me for a long time, then suddenly his face darkened as if he had been doused with cold water.

"...Right. I misjudged. You're small, so I got confused. But haven't you put the child to bed yet? Take her and put her to bed quickly."

Whoosh.

He tossed the alcohol bottle into the air, and the startled servants ran and snatched it.

Swagger, swagger.

My jaw dropped as he walked past me.

'He's ignoring me this much?'

Surely this must be the first time he's seen my face in a very long time?

He took the dog from Helen and sweetly crinkled his eyes.

"Roro. Daddy's home."

Mwah.

He even kissed Roro's body.

What is this?

Even though I wasn't really Erusha, tears felt like they were about to stream down my face from the hurt and shock.

'I want to leave. I want to hit that guy on the back of the head and leave right now.'

Is that a father?

However, I desperately suppressed my anger and scurried over to my father, smiling.

"I waited for Daddy!"

"Me?"

Marquis Leo stopped abruptly and looked down at me again. When I took a step closer, he took a step back just the same.

"?"

Perhaps because it was their first meeting in such a long time, he still needed some distance? If that was the case, I could respect it a little.

I narrowed the gap by two more steps. Then he stepped back two steps in the same way and asked suspiciously.

"What is it? Why were you waiting for me?"

"Huh?"

His eyes were full of caution.

It was only natural for him to be flustered, as Erusha had never sought him out first like this before.

I took a deep breath. Then I solemnly declared.

"Erusha has a request."

"...A request?"

All sorts of uneasy emotions flickered in the Marquis's eyes. Soon, he spoke firmly.

"If it's about that, there are many others you can speak to besides me. Whatever it is, the servants will take care of it."

The Marquis finished speaking quickly and turned his body. He looked as if he was about to run away, so I quickly stopped him.

"Erusha!"

"!"

"Erusha needs a teacher. Erusha wants to learn too!"

"A teacher?"

Yes, you didn't expect this, did you?

It wouldn't be difficult to assign a tutor to a daughter he ignored anyway.

And if my genius reaches my grandfather's ears through that tutor, I might avoid being kicked out!

I clasped my hands together and spoke more earnestly.

"Erusha wants to study too. I need a teacher!"

"..."

The Marquis's eyes narrowed disapprovingly.

Roro jumped out of his arms with a "Woof!" but he was too dumbfounded to care.

Yes, hurry up and give your permission.

I wanted to leave quickly because of the strong smell of alcohol and perfume, which was excessive for a five-year-old.

However, the Marquis spoke firmly.

"No."

"Huh?"

No, why can't I even have a tutor?

The Marquis suddenly changed his eyes, as if he had never been drunk, and then spoke passionately.

"Do you even know what kind of education they provide? The tutors of the Sableen Ducal House are all ruthless. They are shameless scoundrels who teach five-year-olds what fifteen-year-olds should learn."

"..."

"You don't want to be dominated by dark circles like your cousin Oscar, who is only six years old, do you? Buried in homework every night?"

Aren't they just doing addition and subtraction anyway?

The progress of children's classes was easy as pie for me anyway.

"You don't need to enter that detestable old man's lair. Don't even dream of a teacher."

"!"

The Marquis turned completely away, as if there was nothing more to say.