I Live With My Villain Uncle

h Uncle threatened not to be nice to me in my presence.

 

Even if I was simply thirsty, she never just gave me water.

 

She always checked to see whether it was cold or hot.

 

Zenda seemed to be very afraid of Uncle, to the point of worrying that she didn’t have to obey orders.

 

“You’re welcome.”

 

That’s why I love Zenda so much.

 

Her tenderness, her grass-like eyes, and her ripe rice-colored hair braided to one side.

 

Of course, all the other servants are nice too.

 

“Can I go to Uncle?”

 

“Are you going… again?”

 

Zenda looked at me with an anxious look.

 

Her face quickly turned pale.

 

“Yeah, because Uncle hasn’t eaten breakfast.”

 

Mom said that I should have a good breakfast so I can start the day well and not struggle until evening.

 

Zenda stopped me several times as usual, yet in the end she took me to Uncle’s room as usual.

 

“Zenda, thanks!”

 

“If you’re scared, you have to run out right away.”

 

“Okay, I get it!”

 

“If the Master gets angry, be sure to tell him that I’m the one who opened the door without permission, not the Miss.”

 

“Huh? That’s a lie, though.”

 

“It’s okay to lie like that.”

 

Listening to Zenda’s concerns, I crept into Uncle’s room.

 

Black curtains were drawn on all the windows, that’s why even though the sun had already risen earlier, it was only night here.

 

Fortunately, it was very spacious and there wasn’t much furniture, so I didn’t have to worry about bumping into anything.

 

‘It smells good.’

 

I searched the dimly lit surroundings for something I could step on and climb.

 

Why is Uncle’s bed so high?

 

A few times before, I climbed onto the bed with cushions and footrests, and Uncle must have removed them all, so today the floor was clean.

 

I still can’t give up!

 

I whimpered and succeeded in climbing onto Uncle’s bed for the first time without any support.

 

“Uncle, it’s morning.”

 

Then I sat down next to his uncle and called out to him persistently.

 

“Uncle.
Uncle?”

 

Around the tenth time I called him, suddenly harsh words poured out of Uncle who was sleeping on his stomach, and soon, hideous golden eyes appeared.

 

I smiled bashfully at Uncle.

 

“Good morning, Uncle! Did you have a nice dream?”

 

“…Haven’t you gone yet.”

 

Looking at me who had woken him up, he asked in a hushed voice.

 

“Where?”

 

I asked with my eyes wide open.

 

“To the old man’s house.”

 

“I’m not going to Grandpa.
Uncle, let’s go eat.”

 

“Phew…”

 

Uncle half-raised himself and scratched his head roughly.

 

Between the blankets, his upper body was exposed as if dozens of rocks and stones were tied together.

 

“Aren’t you cold, Uncle? Why aren’t you wearing clothes? Then you’ll get a stomach ache.”

 

“I know, so what.”

 

“I’m afraid Uncle will catch a cold.”

 

“I’m not cold because of you.
Aren’t you going down?”

 

“…I’m going down.”

 

Uncle gets angry whenever he sees me.

 

I didn’t even make trouble yesterday or today.

 

Mom, grandpa, servants, and the people at the stores I went to all liked me.

 

I thought it would be nice if Uncle would like me soon too.

 

If I don’t go down, he’s going to get angry again, but if I do, it’s obvious that he’ll sleep again, so I shamelessly roamed around on the bed.

 

“Why did you come here.”

 

Uncle asked as he straightened his upper body and picked up a shirt that was loosely scattered on a narrow table.

 

“To have breakfast together!”

 

“Eat on your own.”

 

He got up and gulped down the water without any care.

 

Then he went to wash up and disappeared somewhere.

 

I sat on the bed, waiting patiently.

 

Even though he said so, Uncle came back, changed his clothes, got ready, and went to the dining room with me by his side.

 

“Uncle, I can walk too.”

 

I murmured as I dangled on him.

 

“I’ll eat quickly to get rid of you.”

 

“Hng…”

 

I begged, saying that I would stay next to him if he didn’t eat every day, and he clearly remembered that.

 

But the whole time I was eating in the dining room, Uncle’s perverse gaze didn’t let go of me.

 

I’m saying that he only drank water.

 

After breakfast, my stomach was pounding when Uncle suddenly called me.

 

I ran away with a happy heart, yet somehow the atmosphere became even more heinous.

 

“Get ready to go out.”

 

“Me?”

 

“Yeah.
Come down when you’re done.”

 

“Where are we going? Uncle, where are you going?”