Chapter 94

Well, by some twist of fate, Leoard found himself at the store where Siegfried, the protagonist of Fate 48, was. Currently, he was engrossed in choosing clothes with his mother, but it wouldn't be strange for the two to meet at any moment.

In a sense, it could be called a miracle that the two hadn't met yet in the small store. Normally, they would have encountered each other like Shelia and Leoard did earlier. However, by some fortunate coincidence, the two were avoiding each other. Of course, it wasn't intentional; it was purely by chance. It was truly a miracle.

However, Olivia then urged Leoard to try on the clothes. Leoard obediently followed and entered the fitting room. The moment Leoard opened the curtain to try on the clothes Olivia had brought, he caught sight of Siegfried.

Siegfried, surrounded by heroines, was in Leoard's line of sight.

"Wh-What!?"

Leoard, who didn't scream, praised himself for his composure and quickly closed the curtain. Olivia, noticing Leoard's unusual behavior, called out to him.

"What's wrong, Leoard? Did something happen?"

"N-no, it's not that. Mother, I like this outfit. Let's pay and go home right away."

"Huh? But let's enjoy a bit more."

Leoard wanted to fulfill his mother's wish, but the situation required urgency. If they didn't leave immediately, he would not only run into the protagonist but also the heroines.

He wanted to avoid that if possible. Indeed, Leoard had achieved a historic feat this time, but the duel issue hadn't disappeared. He had to disappear from Siegfried's presence and never involve his former fiancée again. These two things were essential to maintain.

Of course, Leoard hadn't intended to break these rules. The king had summoned him back to the capital, so there was a good chance of a chance encounter.

However, that was undesirable. If they met, it was uncertain what they would say to each other. Especially since Claris, the one who started it all, was by Siegfried's side. It was easy to imagine what might happen if they faced each other.

Most likely, Claris would recall the past and tremble in fear. Seeing this, Siegfried would undoubtedly become enraged and blame Leoard.

If Leoard were alone, he might have accepted the insults, but Olivia was right there. Leoard didn't want to cause her any trouble and tried to think of a way to leave the scene.

"Mother, I want to go look at shoes! Let's go find shoes that match this outfit!"

Thinking of this on the spot, he praised himself for the brilliant idea.

"If you say so, then let's do that. Let's head to the shoe store."

"Yes!"

Leoard was inwardly overjoyed at successfully guiding Olivia.

(Done! It worked!

Now I won't have to meet Siegfried. I just need to be careful when we leave the store.)

To be extra cautious, Leoard instructed Gilbert to lead Olivia to the checkout and keep her away from Siegfried. The only concern was that Gilbert wouldn't act like a doting grandfather. If he did, everything would be ruined. If that happened, Leoard decided to fire Gilbert and hire a new butler.

Leoard successfully completed the mission of escaping without being noticed by Siegfried. He wiped the sweat from his brow, feeling relieved as he saw his mother smile contentedly.

He had broken out in a cold sweat, but he was glad his mother hadn't noticed.

They got into the carriage and headed to the shoe store. Upon arriving, Olivia led Leoard inside.

Just like before, choosing shoes was a challenge. Olivia was having fun trying to decide which shoes would suit Leoard.

Although he had suggested it, Leoard honestly didn't care much about shoes. As long as they were comfortable, any design would do.

However, as if reading his mind, Olivia deliberately brought him a pair of shoes with an eccentric design.

"How about these?"

"Mother, this design is a bit too much..."

You said it didn't matter what the design was as long as they were comfortable."

"..."

"Stop trying to hide it! Ugh! Why do you have to be so much like your father in this aspect!

But, it's also kind of cute. Still, you can't neglect it!"

"Y-Yes..."

Olivia firmly criticized Leoard, who was breaking out in a cold sweat from being read like an open book. Leoard inwardly laughed, realizing he was indeed very much like his father.

(Oh, Father. It seems we have similar tastes in aesthetics. And I can't seem to defy Mother. Haha.)

Despite the situation, Leoard looked somewhat pleased. He thought about discussing this with Beluga next time.

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