Penelope was stunned by the sudden request.

“Wait, why does a kind gesture suddenly feel like a curse?”

She had no intention of holding the lord’s position for any longer than absolutely necessary. Sure, there were still some projects she hadn’t tackled—laying down the railroad, constructing additional administrative offices, and developing tourism once the trains started running—but her ultimate goal was to retire young and enjoy a leisurely life.

“…My lady?”

“Ah, ahem. I’ll see you again soon, Professor Bake. Take care until then.”

“You as well, my lady.”

“Yes, well…”

I’ll just focus on staying mentally sane, Penelope muttered to herself, unable to voice her thoughts aloud.

After seeing Professor Bake off, she hesitated as soon as she stepped into the hallway.@@novelbin@@

Did I end the meeting too early?

The idea of returning to the drawing room made her feet feel as if they were glued to the floor.

Being surrounded by her family, enduring their relentless barrage of questions, and watching Ahwin bask in their approval—it was exhausting. The thought of it made her lower lip jut out in frustration.

If only Mother weren’t there, I’d grab him by the collar and shake him. That damned wizard is way too full of himself…

And to think he wasn’t even part of her family! Yet he got along with them so well, it was infuriating.

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