Even with the party in question present, Gibnen poured out slander about his brother without blinking an eye.

What was even more amusing was that Gibnen, who was being insulted to his face, looked incredibly calm, as if he was used to this situation. To him, this situation seemed as peaceful as a daily routine.

“I’m telling you because you seem to know too little.”

“Mind your own business.”

Gibnen chuckled and taunted Gibnen.

“If that’s all you have to say, I guess we’re done here, so shall we go?”

“Are we done?”

She threw the documents at Gibnen. The papers that should have fallen to the floor floated around his face.

“Read these reports about the academic division and the new government building construction, Lord Matopju. Huh? I don’t care about romance or marriage, but you should do your own work properly.”

“When did I say to turn off my attention because the academy’s affairs were all handled on your side?”

“What can I do then when those damned inspirations come to get your approval? Besides, I’m a student at the academy now, and I’m busy enough studying. So why do I have to shoulder this annoying task just because I’m your blood relative? It’s because you wander around too much.”

“If you can’t get the support of the council members, the future of the academy is dark. If that position is too much for you, tell me. I have plenty of recommendations to replace you.”

“……Wicked brat.”

“Nothing new.”

“Aaaaaaa!”

Shivering and trembling, Gibnen turned around nervously. Then, she blew the door away with magic and stormed out.

The massive iron door vanished without a trace. A huge hole was punched in the mansion, and Gibnen clicked his tongue and magically cleaned up the debris of the door.

“I really should charge for the door this time; the budget will be ruined by door expenses.”

What is this fierce sibling relationship……?

Temporarily blocking where the door had been, Gibnen finally looked at Riley, who was frozen solid.

“Are you okay? You look pale.”

……Someone just blew up a huge door and disappeared; wouldn’t anyone be shocked?

“She’s roughmouthed but not really wicked. So don’t worry.”

She just blew away a door……?

Riley couldn’t respond and just blinked her eyes for a while.

There was an unexpected complication in her marriage to Gibnen Lianster.

The existence of a fierce sisterinlaw.

‘……Will I also become like that when I get outside?’

If the sisterinlaw is like that, what about the fatherinlaw? The others?

Riley felt a chill down her spine for no reason.

……It’ll be okay, right? This marriage?

(This is a time separator.)

After a fierce meeting with her future sisterinlaw, Riley’s daily life went quite smoothly.

Contrary to her worries, Gibnen, who had a record of smashing doors and running away, did not show up at all.

Worried that she might come back and rant about the marriage, Riley was only able to relax a little about her after the fifth day had passed.
Gibnen, having returned to work, became genuinely busy.

He was truly busy. Splitting his busy hours, he sent messenger pigeons to convey his recent situation. He would joke about quitting his position as a magistrate and retiring to a rural area, and he would throw clothes, dresses, shoes, and delicious desserts at them, saying he had found good things while going out for business meetings.

He could eat as much as he wanted, and he could do as much as he wanted. However, the servants of the mansion felt sorry that she was staying only inside the mansion.

And Riley was also slowly feeling the limitations of her homebody lifestyle.

‘Can life be this leisurely?’

Thinking of the old times when she was confined in her room with her outings controlled, it couldn’t be anything but a really good situation.

The time spent doing nothing but playing, eating, and passing time was really long. It felt definitely so long that it seemed like the day was this long.

The past month had been busy with etiquette training, but now, even with a new home tutor that Gibnen had found for her, she had only three classes a week, and even those did not exceed three hours a day.

Apparently, the working hours of the home tutors here seemed to be set by law.

So except for three times a week, three hours, she had no choice but to become increasingly bored as she played, ate, slept, fought, and occasionally read books.

The only fortunate thing was that all the servants here were kind and friendly, and they could become her conversation partners, perhaps?

“Don’t you feel suffocated?”

“……Actually, I’m a little suffocated.”

“It would be nice if you could go outside, but there are many people watching our master. Especially since it’s still noisy because of the scandal……. A correction report has been released, but it hasn’t calmed down. Reporters are laying siege outside, and we’re so frustrated. Even if the guards drive them away, they’re as stubborn as ticks.”

Riley cautiously asked at Rachel’s lament.

“Is public opinion still bad?”