Misunderstood Saintly Life Volume 5 Chapter 2.75

[Stage-Sub4] The Bracelet of Memories
 

 
The door to my room creaked open. Stepping inside was Alice-san, dressed in casual clothes.
 
“…I have confirmed that Ouga-sama and Celishia-sama have retired for the night. They will not be coming here.”
 
After delivering her report, she quietly took a seat next to Reina-san.
 
By the way, Ouga-kun and Celishia-san were sharing a room tonight. She had been sulking after being the only one who didn’t get a wedding dress, so as a compromise, they decided to sleep together like the loving siblings they were.
 

 
…Though honestly, calling it a “compromise” was an understatement—more like she got way more than she bargained for. But from Celishia-san’s perspective, we were the ones who stole her beloved big brother.
 
I had to suppress a pang of envy. And I wasn’t the only one—I’m sure everyone else was holding back too.
 
…Because otherwise, we’d all be sneaking into Ouga-kun’s room at night!
 
This morning, Ouga-kun had been surprised to find even more of us gathered around him, but he didn’t shoo us away. Instead, he let us stay close, taking his time with each of us.
 
He’d always been kind, but ever since his proposal, that kindness had grown even deeper. It’s hard to put into words—like he’d unlocked new ways to show his love, making us feel cherished more than ever. But—enough about that for now!
 
In a way, it was because of Ouga-kun’s kindness that we found ourselves in this dilemma. That’s why we’d all gathered in my room—including Yueri-san.
 
“Thank you all for coming. Let’s get straight to the point, shall we?”
 
“Hold up. Do I really need to be here? Isn’t this a ‘Wives’ Meeting’ or something?”
 

 
“We want Yueri-san here too.”
 
“If that’s the case, fine by me.”
 
“Thank you. Then, let me explain how this all started.”
 
After the heartwarming wedding dress fitting session, we returned to the estate.
 
Almost immediately, we were summoned by Gordon-father-sama and formally acknowledged as Ouga-kun’s fiancées. It was the most nerve-wracking moment of my life, but the joy of getting his family’s approval was overwhelming.
 
…But the real problem came after that.
 
Just as we were relaxing, Ouga-kun and father-sama began discussing wedding venues—places so prestigious even I had heard of them.
 
Karen-san, who probably had the best grasp on noble society’s financial standards, suggested that the Levezenka family could cover the costs. But Ouga-kun refused, saying that if she paid, fairness would demand that Alice-san and I contribute as well—and he didn’t want to burden us.
 
“This is a once-in-a-lifetime occasion. I don’t want regrets over cutting corners.” That was Ouga-kun’s reasoning. He insisted the Verette family would handle all expenses so we could focus on the big day.
 

 
“And in the end, he even bought those trial dresses for us!”
 
“It’s not a small sum by any means… But Ouga-kun has a noble’s pride when it comes to these things.”
 
Exactly! He claimed responsibility for the dresses I’d stained with my tears, saying their value had dropped, so he purchased all four of them.

“They’ll be properly cleaned by the maids before being returned to you.”
 
…We’ve been receiving so much from Ouga-kun.
 
“I understand why Ouga is doing this. His reasons make sense. But… I hate just taking and taking without giving back.”
 
As she spoke, Karen-san touched the feather hairpin she always wore—
 
another precious gift from Ouga-kun in her childhood.
 
And she wasn’t the only one. Each of us had received something irreplaceable from him.
 
“Hmm~ I see. I think I get it now.”
 
Yueri-san seemed to have figured out why she’d been called.
 
“You want me to make something as a ‘thank you’ for the boy… Right?”
 

 
“Yes, exactly!”
 
“Whoa!?”
 
“Ah! S-Sorry!”
 
“Pfft, no worries. So, can I assume Mashiro-chan’s opinion represents everyone’s?”
 
Yueri-san, startled by my sudden outburst, glanced around—and everyone nodded in agreement.
 
Our feelings were genuine.
 
“Of course, we’re not asking for free labor. The Levezenka family will pay whatever reward you ask for.”
 
“We’ve already prepared the materials, so don’t worry about that either.”

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“I believe I can assist Yueri-sama with the craftsmanship.”
 
“We just… want to give something back. Please, lend us your expertise!”
 
“Alright, alright! Calm down, will ya!?”
 
“S-Sorry…!”
 
“Tch… That boy’s lucky to have such adorable girls doting on him.”
 
“We won’t lose when it comes to loving Ouga-kun.”
 
“…Straightforward. I like that. Aight, then!”
 
Yueri-san ruffled her hair, flashed a grin, and slapped her thigh.
 
“The future genius mechanic—Yueri-sama—will craft you the ultimate gift!”
 
“…! Thank you so much!”
 
“Eh, save the thanks. I owe the boy for picking me up back then. Been meaning to repay him anyway.”
 
When I tried to bow, she stopped me with a hand—only to grab my cheeks with her rough fingers and squish them.
 
“Y-Yueryy-shaaann?”
 

 
“Now then, let’s hammer out the details. The boy’s gonna be busy soon with that ‘Flone’ fight, right? Unless it’s some massive project, I can whip it up tonight.”
 
That was beyond lucky.
 
Considering what’s coming… we wanted Ouga-kun to have it before the battle. Maybe our feelings, poured into this gift, could give him strength.
 
“If we take too long, Celishia-san might notice. And… we’d prefer to keep this just between us.”
 

 
“The materials are ready. We sourced everything from Verette territory.”
 
“Now then… everyone, did you bring your mementos?”
 
At Karen-san’s question, each of us held out an item tied to a memory with Ouga-kun.
 

 
For me—the ring he gave me.
 
Karen-san—the feather hairpin she’d treasured since childhood.
 
Reina-san—a canister of tea leaves from her homeland.
 
Alice-san… a letter?
 
Wait, huh? Since when did Ouga-kun and Alice-san exchange letters?
 
Lately, Ouga-kun’s been treating Alice-san awfully specia—
 
“U-Um… Leiche-san? Your eyes are a bit… scary.”
 

 
“…Nope, just your imagination.”
 
“They’re not smiling…”
 
Tch. Alice-san, really?
 
This is supposed to be a moment of unity—of course I wouldn’t think something like that!
 
“Ahem. Moving on. These are all keepsakes from him, yeah? Then, I’ll add… this!”
 
Yueri-san pulled out a chipped, worn-out mechanical part from her pocket.
 
“Wait, is that—”
 
“Recognize it, Karen-chan? It’s a fragment of Dragon Slayer Unit #1. For me, it’s a reminder of my own failures.”
 
“That was… quite the day. Both the experiment and you, Yueri-san.”
 
“Ahahaha! Don’t remind me—it’s embarrassing!”
 
Though only Karen-san seemed to recognize it, it clearly held meaning tied to Ouga-kun.
 
Regardless, now everyone who wanted to repay him had brought a token of their memories.
 
“So? What’s the actual thing you want me to make?”
 

 
What we envisioned was something he could always wear, something unobtrusive, yet would remind him of us no matter how far apart we were.
 
[——A bracelet of our memories!]


 


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