Adopting the Male Protagonist Changed the Genre - Chapter 53

I instructed Mary to bring something that matched Sugar’s description.

<What’s this?>

“Dew. Gathered only from the morning.”

<Sugar doesn’t eat stuff like this!>

The little troublemaker was about to overturn the bowl of soy sauce with dew.

Luckily, she couldn’t exert any physical force like a ghost, but his character seemed very unpleasant.

Sugar began explaining again without getting tired.

<You know, it is yellow, round, something people like!>

Thinking I might have the right answer this time, I asked Mary to bring what Sugar described.

But when Sugar saw the yellow, round candy wrapped in paper, her expression twisted again.

<What’s this?>

“Lemon-flavored candy.”

<Sugar doesn’t eat stuff like this!>

“Maybe it was supposed to be butter-flavored.”

It was half a day before I retreated to the velvet room to get some information and to avoid Sugar, who was trying to kick a candy egg the size of her body.

Before I knew it, the day had turned into night.

<I’m hungry! Don’t starve Sugar! Adi, Adi’s descendant is starving Sugar! Sugar can’t live feeling so sad. Waaah.>

My ears were about to bleed.

Did her temperament change like that due to the corrupting side effects?

Sugar suddenly lay in the air like an angry five-year-old, kicking her legs and throwing a tantrum.

“What on earth should I feed her?”

<Why don’t you know! Sugar explained it several times. Bring that!>

She’s asking for “that”, but how am I supposed to know?

Even when I refer to fairy tales and offer her something that she would universally like, Sugar just shakes her head.

Her tastes aren’t just picky.

“Is it because you’re a fallen fairy that you have unusual tastes?”

<No! I like what humans like!>.

“Should I offer a sacrifice?”

Perhaps fitting the title of a corrupted fairy, she might require a real sacrifice.

It was said half-jokingly.

Clunk.

A sound came from the door. I turned, thinking it might be Sir Penadel, but it was a familiar maid.

“Why is a maid here at this hour…?”

She and I both froze and looked at each other.

I didn’t know what she had heard, or how much, but I must not let Sybel know that I had broken the fairy seal as an Awakened.

‘I’ll have to make sure to silence her firmly, even if I feel sorry for her.’

I glared fiercely at the maid.

Then she closed her mouth and squirmed in place.

Oh, to be frightened to that extent.

Even if I were to face the worst specter in the cursed mansion, I felt I’d be less frightened than dealing with her.

For a moment, I thought about pretending not to know anything, but soon I steeled myself and spoke heavily.

“You.”

First, I needed to find out what she had heard.

’Let’s apply light pressure.’

“I see you.”

After muttering grimly, it was time to press her further to get answers.

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As the synchronization level increased before my eyes with system notifications, the maid’s eyes rolled back, and she collapsed backward.

“…….”

I crouched down beside the maid, carefully checking to make sure she hadn’t died of a heart attack.

Fortunately, upon confirming she was still breathing, I sighed in relief and covered my face with both hands.

“This wasn’t supposed to happen.”

I hadn’t even started yet…

* * *

In the end, I couldn’t silence the maid properly and had to send her back to the main house.

Fortunately, she didn’t seem to have noticed Sugar’s presence, but from that day on, the maids began to avoid me more blatantly.

“The walls in the sealed room… They were stained with blood…”

“Ghosts stood in rows on the blood-stained walls… Offering sacrifices…”

Along with these rumors, something occult and dreadful was added to my reputation.

With no energy to explain, I spent the early morning flipping through genealogical records with a sickening feeling in my stomach.

’Taming a fairy… and the ancestor whose nickname was Edi.’

Repeated these two things in my mind as I scoured through the books until my eyeballs felt like they were about to pop out.

Although the valuable information and artifacts from the velvet room had already been moved to the main house, there were still plenty of books left in the annex. Finding information about Sugar’s contractor shouldn’t be difficult.

No, it shouldn’t be difficult.

If it is…

<I’m hungry! Give me food, food! Sugar’s hungry!>

That ghostly creature would stick to me like glue, crying out for food all day long if I couldn’t find the information soon.

For hours, I had been scouring the records of awakened individuals until my eyes felt like they would pop out, but I couldn’t find the information I needed.

Spirits, beasts, ghosts, even bugs.

Throughout history, awakened individuals have tamed various creatures, but there was not a single line recorded about taming fairies.

I must be missing something.

Rubbing my tired eyes, I took a moment to rest them.

“….?”

The surroundings were unusually quiet.

Sugar’s crying had completely stopped.

Instead, I heard the sound of crunching, like nuts being crushed.

Turning my head, I saw Sugar had somehow snuck into the glass display case where commemorative coins were kept.

Though facing away from me, I could see the chubby cheeks busily working on something.

My jaw dropped as I approached the glass display case.

“W-What are you eating right now?”

Despite going through Belinda’s translation device, my voice still trembled with surprise.

Sugar was gleefully devouring something yellow and round, sparkling in the sunlight, which people greatly enjoyed.

An embossed profile of none other than the former king…

<Gold coins.>

No fairy should eat that!

Fairies were beings of nature itself, mysterious creatures who knew no desires or impurities.

And yet she loves gold coins.

’No matter how corrupted, where is the ethereal fairy in this!’

Despite my astonishment, Sugar continued to voraciously munch on the gold coins, humming contentedly.

>Sugar’s blessings are given when Sugar’s belly is full.>

“What power does your blessing have?”

>Sugar’s blessing makes Edi find gold coins while walking!>

I asked casually but received a nonsensical answer.

Finding gold coins while walking? That’s something…

“Ah!”

A light bulb lit up in my mind.

The event triggered upon encountering a fairy, the “Fairy’s Blessing.”

Usually, it randomly increases one of the stats, but if Sugar’s blessing boosts the contractor’s luck stat…

’It’s her!’

I quickly opened the Blanche family’s genealogy.

The most famous lineage in the kingdom, taking up more pages than even the royal family’s lineage.

During her lifetime, she was a historical figure whose business acumen transformed the Blanche family from a poor count who had sold all of his estates to a marquis who was known as the crown jewel of the kingdom.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that all of Blanche’s current wealth was amassed by the hands of that one person.

As my eyes hurriedly scanned the desired pages…

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Blanche’s most lucrative venture, the casino business, was also her creation.

While there are no records of Adelia Blanche being an awakened individual if she concealed this fact and became the queen of casinos by raising her luck stat through Sugar’s blessing…

I brushed off the dust from Adelia Blanche’s portrait among those of the past lords.

A woman with her hair neatly tied up to prevent even a single strand from falling.

I showed it to Sugar, eagerly awaiting her reaction.

“Is this Adi?”

<Adi!>

Sugar, who had been busy gnawing on a coin, flew over at the fastest speed I’d ever seen her and rubbed her cheek against the frame.

<Adi, Adi! How did you become so flat and skinny all of a sudden? Where did your body go, leaving only your neck like this…>

Frowning and concerned for the health of the contractor in the portrait, Sugar began to grunt as she tried to shove the gold coins she was eating into the portrait’s mouth.