Neris was somewhat bewildered by the fact that he had come to trust her. She wasn’t going to betray Claudewen, but this seemed burdensome. As if she had become blood brothers after saving his life once. No, would someone like him even have blood brothers?

Considering the recent close call where Claudewen almost died without a word, it was undeniable that he was not as flawless as the impression Neris had received from the future. Then, wouldn’t associating with such a wicked person be toxic for her?

At a young age, if one’s values regarding good and evil were misguided, who would be responsible for that? If Neris’s current thoughts had been spoken aloud, Claudewen would probably have laughed in disbelief. Who was talking about youth and values to whom?

However, the fact that Neris had returned to the past and that she was actually quite experienced, he didn’t know that. But he didn’t need his approval to think about things on her own.

Neris’s mind became complicated with various thoughts. A while later, after finishing the communication, Claudewen, who had looked at Neris’s gaze, raised his eyebrows slightly.

“Why?”

“Because of you, my concentration was disrupted due to the senior.”

“Good for you.”

Claudewen sat back across from Neris again. The length of the desks in the library reading room varied depending on the year they were manufactured, and the desks in the Zachariah Library, as old as the building, were quite short. So, there was only enough space for about three books in a row between Claudewen and Neris.

“I was planning to give you this today.”

“What is it?”

Claudewen handed Neris a beige envelope. It was an envelope whose origin was unknown. Neris took it and opened it.

Inside was a document consisting of several pages. Neris’s eyes widened in surprise as she quickly read through the documents during the three or four breaths she took.

After scanning the document in a few breaths, Neris, who had now calmed down, looked directly at Claudewen with calm eyes.

“Why are you giving me this?”

“A gift. Do you not like it?”

There was no reason to dislike it. Throughout the summer vacation, it served as an excuse to leave the hometown village of Rohes, where Viscount Nine would be annoyingly present at any time. Even her mother went along.

“When did you talk to Perisher?”

Although not far geographically, due to the political inclination of Viscount Nine, the influence of the beautiful Perisher, which was not far from the Rohes estate, did not reach.

During the summer, the Lady of Perisher, who usually stayed at her father’s estate, spent time in the picturesque Perisher. According to the document, Neris’s mother had been selected to work as the lady’s maid this summer.

It was a short-term employment, but during that period, they would also resolve the room and board for both mother and daughter.
Neris was somewhat familiar with the personalities of the Perisher Viscount Couple. They were individuals with strong pride and self-esteem.

To the extent that one could trust these conditions at face value. And at least, she could guarantee her mother’s safety while being by the side of the Viscountess.

Claudewen raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

“We didn’t discuss it. I just made some adjustments to Lady Trued’s application.”

“Our mom submitted an application?”

Especially for positions taking care of the nobility, there was never a way to publicly recruit. Nobles preferred to be introduced to servants through personal connections, just like when Heder came in as Valentine’s maid.

But how did her mother, who lived in the rural village of Rohes without many friends, manage to secure such a position…

Around that time, Neris completely understood Claudewen’s words.

Yeah, he probably didn’t directly say, “Give a job to this person or that person” to Perisher.

He made sure the existence of such a position got into Neris’s mother’s ears as if by coincidence, created an environment suitable for submitting an application, and even wrote the document that the Viscountess of Perisher saw, removing all the names of more qualified and experienced applicants.

While Claudewen might trust Neris, Neris still didn’t completely trust him. So, with a bit of worry, she thought of spending this summer in Rohes.

Trusting in the Viscount Nine’s pride. Hoping, mixed with faith, that he, who had already been punished at school, wouldn’t target Neris again. However, even if Viscount Nine stayed quiet, he wouldn’t remain silent.

So, Neris was prepared for some degree of harassment.

If things didn’t go well, she might have to endure something unpleasant, but as she would be using the Eldrandria family name, it wouldn’t go as far as the worst-case scenario.

However, Claudewen had fundamentally resolved that issue.

“…Thank you.”

Even though Neris hadn’t requested help related to Viscount Nine so far, Claudewen knew well that Neris didn’t completely trust him despite their long-held partnership.