I’m Done Being Your Best Friend

was Grandma who broke the silence.
My grandmother asked kindly with her hands behind her back.

“Are you feeling better?”

“Where am…”

The Duke felt the bandage around his forehead.
The cold expression on his face turned into embarrassment which was quite rare.

Knowing his current state, Grandma explained to him what he was missing in a slow manner.

“You're in Marquis Nelson's castle.
I'm the mother of the current Marquis Nelson.
I brought you here because my granddaughter found you.”

“Ah……is that so, madame? Thank you.”

The Duke was still out of the loop, nevertheless, he thanked us.
Then what happened next was the development I knew too well.

“My name is Logan.”

As expected, there's a reason why Daisy and I haven't recognize him.

He didn't reveal his real name so I assumed he's a commoner.
His name, known to society, was Fabian L.
Harrison, Duke Harrison.

Daisy once again seemed to like his chiseled good looks.
She was looking at his now clean and tidy face with fond eyes.
Didn't you look at him with disgust earlier?

After Grandma left the room, we decided to stay and talked with him more.

“I plan to visit various parts of the kingdom and had come to Marquisate.
I was previously staying at Wilton.”

The Duke was again posing as a traveler.
I know his real identity, so I don't understand why he was doing this.

Why are you hiding your identity? I watched him and Daisy chattering by themselves.
I couldn't think of any reason for the Duke Harrison to come here for a trip and would pretend to be a commoner.

What good is there to pretend to be a commoner? Most noblemen would always think the higher you are on the social ladder, the better.

Daisy in front of me was the best example of that.

“Oh, I see.”

I could figure out Daisy even though she pretended to be polite.
She only treats me formally.

Daisy glistens her eyes, carefully asked with a mildly high intonation of her voice.

“Excuse me, is the family name Logan of nobility?”

“Pardon?”

“You don't ……
appear to be like an ordinary person.”

It's no different from my previous life.
Logan answered firmly.

“No, I'm a commoner.”

He was rather too imposing for a commoner.
The way he speaks and carries himself was all the bearings of an aristocrat.
The Duke was clearly not an actor.

“Oh, I see.”

Daisy shook her head with a regretful look.

Before or now, I remember vividly what Daisy said the first day we met him.
Daisy smiled softly at Logan as she did then.
But the words she spitted out of her mouth was a spectacle.

“I thought you were a nobleman because you seem to be overconfident in front of a noble.”

No matter how nicely you smiled, it would still not hide the edge to your words of which the sharpness can be felt by the other two people inside the room.

I couldn't forget this scene because it's my first time seeing Daisy come out like this.

Daisy has always been kind to commoners.
Now that I think about it, it was because there was no commoner who could not bow down in front of Daisy.

Logan couldn't not have realized the meaning of Daisy's words.
It was too obvious.
He paused for a brief moment and apologized immediately.

“I apologize if my actions seem rude—.”

“Not at all.
With a face like that, I understand you don't follow a strict hierarchy, so do as you please.”

Then she smiles sweetly again.
Who can talk comfortably to that?

But the opponent has heard you quite well.
Daisy, who do you think this is?

“But I've never seen a traveling commoner before.
Everyone's busy working hard….
even the people in my mansion can't dream of traveling.
Logan seems to have some time on his hands.”

Of course, he's more flexible than you because he's a Duke.
In the past, I merely watched both of them, anxiously and silently.

But now, it's different.
I had to stop Daisy so I cleared my throat, breaking into their conversation and making them looked at me.

“How was Wilton? I've heard it's mostly grassland, unlike here in Marquisate.”

He introduced himself as a traveler, so I was going to change the subject with this.
He opened his mouth and spoke willingly with a slightly humble tone this time.

“It's a peaceful place in a different sense, my lady.
You can see the sheep running freely on the ranch.”

Starting with my query, the dialogue became balanced.
I managed to get a nice conversation flowing between Logan and me, and in addition, I was able to stop Daisy from making any more mistakes.

Then again, Daisy butted in as the story progressed a little more.

“Have you thought about your next schedule?”

“Yes, so I'm going to leave the castle tomorrow.”

“Oh, already? Get some more rest.”

“But—”

“Take a rest.
I'm glad I found you, otherwise it would have been a disaster.”

“……you mean you're the lady who found me?”

Logan looked surprised. 

It's all out—the lie.

I looked at Daisy with an absurd eye.
What did you say? But with my presence here, she still had the audacity to lie more.

“Yes, I saved you.”

Daisy announced proudly.
I was dumbfounded as I gaped at Daisy, letting out those ridiculous lies.