Became the Academy Romantic Phantom Thief

94 – Back to the Family

Today is Saturday.

In other words, it was the convening day of the Grace family.

According to the contents of the letter, presumably all members of the family with the surname Grace were present.

The reason for the call is to search for the culprit in this case. Fellowship promotion would be just an excuse for that.

The meeting place is Grace’s home.

It’s not the Middle Ages, it’s not just the ruling territory, it’s actually a level that can be called a castle.

This is all the information I have confirmed so far, and I had no choice but to infiltrate the site in order to know more details.

Yes. I’m going to infiltrate Grace’s home today.

The specific method is still under consideration.

If you divide it into two, you can choose between disguise and camouflage.

As far as simple effects are concerned, of course disguise is much better. Because you can freely walk around the space and talk. The problem is that the fact that the disguise is exposed is very troublesome.

On the other hand, camouflage has to hide, so there are many restrictions on movement. You can’t get close to a person, and it’s impossible to act like a member of a family to directly dig up information. Instead, the risk is less, so it can be safer.

“Goddess, which of the two methods do you think is better?”

[Doesn’t that mean disguise is good if you’re confident not to be caught?]

“Of course it is, but… It’s not as easy as you think.”

If it was a public event, I would have chosen the disguise without hesitation.

However, the problem with this gathering is that it is a private family gathering.

In other words, the participants are decided and everyone knows each other well.

No matter how many members of the family there were, it was natural to be suspicious when a fake Grace that no one knew appeared.

That being said, acting a real person was also a problem. This meeting is attended by everyone, so who are you disguised as?

To do that, I had to set a goal in advance and prevent myself from attending the meeting, and I had to take the place, but that was actually too risky.

“Especially since the opponent seems to be in a very sensitive state, it is dangerous if you are not careful.”

Obviously, the scoop article from a few days ago was a successful hit. The problem is that the effect was so much better than expected that the opponent felt pissed off.

Therefore, it was necessary to reduce the risk as much as possible and move safely.

I’m doing all of this now for Yulia’s sake, but I could make it even more difficult if I did something wrong.

“In that sense, camouflage this time.”

[Isn’t it meaningless to ask?]

“No. Did it help? Maybe.”

[It would have been perfect if there were no words behind it.]

It’s a big deal anyway. The exam starts next week right now.

Let alone studying, you’re plotting to sneak into a family event at someone else’s house.

I feel like a real criminal when I express myself like this.

That too, on the scale of something very trivial and petty petty criminal.

Still, it’s a phantom thief that made the whole country buzz.

“Wait.”

An idea that pops out of your mind.

Hmm. Could this be better than you think?

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Julia let out a deep sigh as she left her house.

The sun set before I knew it, and her twilight came down.

How did this happen? The girl’s daily life was moving in an unexpected direction like a tangled skein of thread.

She could not have imagined not too long ago that she would suffer from such worries.

Her cozy home, which had been her own home, now felt uncomfortable.

Besides, my uncle convened at this timing, and at this point, I even thought that everything that had happened to me recently was a conspiracy concocted by someone behind the scenes.

She pondered the contents of her letter for a moment.

The fact that the source of information in a scoop article published a while ago is none other than a member of our family. It was said that an embarrassing situation arose because it was an arbitrary act without the permission of the family head.

It was certainly not something to be passed on. It wouldn’t have become this serious if the information was provided anonymously, or rather, if the name was revealed and fully disclosed.

But she hides her real name and only reveals her family name?

There was room for it to be seen that this was actually a family initiative under the supervision of the family head.

Regardless of the actual intention, the appearance is reflected that way.

Of course, there was no way the uncle, the head of the household, would just ignore this situation. It means that once this has happened, the same thing can happen again.

‘Who is the culprit…?’

At least none of her relatives she knew would do such a thing.

This situation was tantamount to a challenge to Chief Botae.

Of course, it is unlikely that there will be anyone tall enough to challenge Britannia’s hero, Sir Grace.

It’s more likely that someone who doesn’t know much about the world did it by mistake.

Perhaps he is one of the collateral origins he is unfamiliar with?

That wasn’t the problem.

Because of her unknown relative, it was a situation where pointless sparks could be thrown at Yulia herself.

She wasn’t even proud of herself.

If what she did is revealed at this gathering, she really can’t take it back then.

Perhaps your uncle has already investigated and figured out everything.

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Just imagining such a worst possibility made Yulia’s neck tingle for no reason.

‘No. You won’t know.’

She shouldn’t know exactly, but she tried to push her anxiety away by repeating it.

“Haa…”

That’s how Yulia arrived at Grace’s hometown, where she was born and raised.

She must have visited recently, but why does it feel so long and unfamiliar?

Looking at the great castle, which only a glance up from her awed and overwhelmed her, she let out a heavy sigh.

“My lady. Long time no see.”

The butler with a familiar face naturally greeted me.

“Hello.”

“How are your studies? Have you made many friends?”

“You answered everything when you came a while ago.”

Because she had been seeing her ever since she was young, she was close to her, almost like family, so she didn’t feel the slightest awkwardness between them.

“How many people arrived?”

“It’s barely arrived yet. How about greeting the Count first?”

“Um…”

Her father, Earl Henry, was the younger brother of the head of the household, Duke Richard, and was also the deputy head of the household, in effect overseeing the family’s internal affairs. As a member of the legislature, he was taking the place of his brother who was busy with state affairs and was taking the role of the head of the household at his home.

“I’ll see you later anyway, but I don’t mind…”

“Still, her parents would be happy if their child came to say hello first.”

“Yes. I bet it is. It’s okay to go say hello, right?”

She wanted to avoid it for no reason, but it didn’t make sense since she came this far. Wouldn’t it be better if she hadn’t come down to her parents’ house at all, feigning illness? Actually, I didn’t do that because I was afraid of repercussions.

Eventually, Yulia led her heavy steps into the castle.

And there she ran into her uncle, her little uncle Gilbert.

A protruding belly that doesn’t go well with a solemn and charismatic face. Perhaps it was the aftereffects of retiring from the battlefield, his rapidly collapsing body was eating away at his dignity.

“Oh. Isn’t that our cute nephew?”

“It’s been a while. Uncle.”

The relationship between the two was quite close. Since she was very young, she loved her nephew so much that she also followed her uncle, who often came to her home to play.

It was a world apart from her uncle, whom she had an uncomfortable relationship with, even though she was her uncle, whom she rarely met and grew up hearing about only through rumors.

“How is life at the academy? Did she date a boyfriend?”

“A. A boyfriend.”

Someone suddenly came to her mind, but Yulia immediately shook her head and denied it.

“Uh huh. Originally, you should enjoy it to the fullest at that age. If you go later, it’s going to be difficult because it’s an arranged marriage.”

“My father told me to marry the person I wanted.”

“Hmm. Okay? Well, if it’s the second older brother’s personality, it’s worth it.”

Gilbert nodded his head in agreement when he thought of Count Henry, his self-proclaimed daughter fool.

“Still, youth once passed does not come back. I mean enjoy it to the fullest while you can.”

“Yes. Okay, so stop nagging me.”

“Nagging. It’s all for you. Even so, there are guys of the same age as you that I would like to introduce to you. Maybe Caitlyn Heinz…”

Suddenly, the overflowing talk was interrupted by someone’s appearance.

“Gilbert. Doesn’t my daughter bother me? Talk about that later slowly.”

“A worker worm came down from her office. Did she come down in a hurry when she heard the news that the gold side had arrived?”

“Noisy.”

A man with a sharp look leisurely descends the stairs.

He is Count Henry Grace, who is called the pillar of the Grace family.

He was the younger brother of the great hero Lord Grace and the father of Yulia.