Chapter 44 (1/2)

Translator(s): s.h.i.+mizuA    Editor(s): Matty    Proofreader(s): DCThanatos, Matty    TLC(s): DCThanatos

DC: Not a lot to say, other than I’ll probably be the one mainly translating ABM since s.h.i.+mizu picked up the Web Novel version of “Common Sense of a Duke’s Daughter“, although that being said, I have no idea as to when the next chapter(of Duke’s Daughter) will be released. Also, this is one of those slightly shorter chapters.

Matty: I hate this author. Why does he have to begin nearly every sentence with an introductory clause? Makes it sound so clunky…

One day – Noon

Mary continued to spell out the letters.

”Nnnh…… I'm done.”

I'm done, Mother. Mary happily displayed the paper to the person sitting at the other end of the table, s.h.i.+zuru. There, the word 'Mother' was written down a tad messily.

” …… Ah, ah, Mother, wait, wait.”

But right after that, as if she was remembering something or as if she was struck by something, she added another sentence, hurriedly.

――It was, 'I love you.'

”Mary…….”

s.h.i.+zuru smiled and blushed after witnessing that and pat her head. Once again, Mary fell into bliss.

A while after they had breakfast, s.h.i.+zuru had begun to teach Mary how to read and write. Deep down, s.h.i.+zuru was surprised by her tremendous learning speed.

”Amazing……”

He looked at the numerous stacked papers that were filled with countless lines of word spelling exercises. One could see a certain progress flowing from right to left.

She had completely memorized the letters just from copying it three times over. Now, Mary was already able to write simple words, even though only several hours had pa.s.sed since he had first started teaching her.

”I also began with learning letters when I was about your age, but I wonder if I could've remembered it as fast as you.”

”Aah? s.h.i.+zu, ain'tcha also learn how to read and write in a week. And that, while also tackling a buncha other things~.”

The one who said that while lying on the sofa, not far from the table, and flipping through the fas.h.i.+on magazine, which Ludmilla had left behind, was Casca.

While she was not going to read it because she was illiterate, it seemed she was only perusing through the printed pictures.

The level of civilization in this world nearly replicated the beginning of the 19th century on earth, but there were parts that had undergone precocious developments thanks to the concept of magic. Pictures and printing were two of those. That said, they were goods that were a little costly. Given how low the literacy rate was, most of the people who could afford it were limited to a certain threshold.

” …… keke. Oy, such frilly clothes, what kind of rich woman would want this thing?”

Eventually, Casca got bored of it and threw the book away. After that, she slowly moved her gaze to Mary and stared at her attire.