I Became A Thief Who Steals Overpowered Skills

Morning sunlight streamed into the room.

A girl, who had woken up a bit late, slightly opened her eyelids.

Between the strands of white hair that fell along her lifted eyelids, her blue eyes glowed quietly.

Bianca Hadenhartz, now 14 years old.

As summer approached, she unconsciously raised her hand to feel along the edge of the bed.

Soon, she grasped a letter, holding it tenderly, and began reading it with drowsy eyes.

The letter was none other than one sent by Kraush.

Just looking at the letter was enough to lift her spirits, a welcome way to shake off the fatigue of the morning.

Recently, perhaps because she had entered a growth spurt, Bianca’s knees ached slightly from growing pains.

Rubbing them, she finished reading the letter and got out of bed.

‘After breakfast today, I need to train again.’

Daily training had become her routine, all to follow in Kraush’s footsteps.

It was hard, but Bianca never skipped a day and devoted herself to her training.

Especially after hearing about what Kraush had experienced at Hadenhartz recently, she trained even harder.

Kraush, who had faced none other than the World Eroder.

Hearing that had made Bianca’s heart sink, but she worked hard to steady her emotions.

As long as Kraush was safe, she was fine.

Even when her heart was overwhelmed with worry, she managed to calm herself because she trusted him completely.

With those thoughts, she stepped out of her room and began walking down the hallway, fixing her hair as she went.

Walking along this corridor often brought back memories of walking with Kraush.

While it was a little painful because the longing for those days lingered in her heart, recalling those times always made her feel good.

“Smiling so early in the morning,  did something nice happen?”

That blunt yet warm voice echoed in her mind.

“……?”

But the voice she just heard wasn’t from her memories.

Startled, Bianca wondered if she had misheard out of sheer longing. Slowly, she turned her head.

There stood a man.

He had grown slightly taller than before, his gentle smile still present beneath his dark blue-black hair.

The only difference was his attire—clothes she had never seen before.

It didn’t take long for Bianca to recognize them as the uniform of Rahern Academy.

“……Lord Kraush?”

Her voice trembled with disbelief as she spoke.

Kraush raised a hand in a casual wave.

“I’m back.”

In that instant, Bianca instinctively pushed off from the ground, rushing toward him.

Her emotions overtook her mind, and her body moved before she could think.

Though Bianca had longed to see Kraush every day, she had diligently thrown herself into training to suppress those feelings.

Time and time again, she resisted the urge to run to him, afraid that, once reunited, she wouldn’t be able to let go and might act overly clingy.

But the moment she saw Kraush, all those thoughts disappeared in an instant.

The resolve she had painstakingly built suddenly didn’t matter anymore.

The fact that Kraush was standing before her was the only thing that mattered now.

Before she realized it, she had rushed forward and embraced him.

As she nestled in his warm embrace, she fought back tears threatening to spill.

Then, she felt his warm hand gently rest on her head.

“You’ll fall over if you’re not careful.”

“…It’s fine. You’ll catch me, won’t you, Lord Kraush?”

“Well, I guess I would.”

His kind words, as familiar as always, made Bianca’s heart ache faintly.

A part of her felt a bit annoyed at how he appeared like a surprise gift, oblivious to the emotions she had been holding back. Yet, being by his side again brought her more joy than anything else.

“Did you get taller? You feel a bit different than before.”

“I grew a lot. I ate well and slept well so you wouldn’t have to worry about me.”

“Good job.”

Though she had become noticeably more mature since they last met, Kraush still treated her like a little sister.

She didn’t mind it before, but for some reason, that attitude didn’t sit well with her today.

“I really have grown a lot.”

Hoping he’d notice, Bianca clung to him a bit more.

Her fuller figure was proof of that. Ellie, her maid, had once said that men liked women with fuller chests.

But Kraush didn’t seem to pay much attention to that detail, which left Bianca feeling slightly miffed.

Ellie must have been lying.

“Well, anyway. I brought you a gift.”

“A gift?”

But when Kraush took something out, all of Bianca’s frustration melted away in an instant.

Her eyes sparkled with excitement.

Seeing her reaction, Kraush chuckled softly and took her hand in his.

Then he quickly put a white and blue ring on her ring finger.

Bianca stared blankly at the ring now adorning her finger.

When she finally looked up, her eyes met Kraush’s.

When Kraush met her gaze, he gave a slightly awkward smile and opened his mouth.

“You talked about rings, so I brought one.”

It was a ring he had prepared, thinking of her on purpose.

For some reason, Bianca felt a sting at the tip of her nose.

Her heart pounded wildly, as if it had a mind of its own.

She felt an intense wave of exhaustion, enough to make her legs give out.

At the same time, her entire face turned crimson.

She felt as though tears might well up if she wasn’t careful.

Was it because it had been so long since she last saw him? Her emotions were uncontrollably running rampant.

Without her Snow Doll, Bianca couldn’t seem to manage her feelings in front of Kraush.

So, with a sigh escaping her lips, she carefully clasped the ring in her hands.

It was the most precious thing she had, something she must never lose for the rest of her life.

“I love it so much…”

Because the sincerity in her eyes was so evident, Kraush didn’t feel all that bad either.

If he had known this, perhaps he should have brought her one much sooner.

Bianca, who had been repeatedly looking at the ring on her finger, glanced up.

“Does this mean we’re getting married now?”

Her eyes were subtly filled with anticipation, so much so that anyone less attuned to her emotions than Kraush might not have noticed.

It seemed she interpreted the act of putting on a ring as a proposal for marriage.

He couldn’t help but wonder what it meant for a 14-year-old girl to already be talking about marriage.

But the affection in Bianca’s eyes was genuine.

Kraush always prioritized Bianca’s feelings above all else.

Although the family had broken their engagement unilaterally in the past, Kraush had always kept his distance, merely observing her from a step away.

Even though she often barged into his space on her own accord, Kraush was prepared to let her go at any moment if she ever wanted to leave.

He believed it was his duty since that day when he owed his life to the White Ghost.

“Do you want to get married?”

Kraush asked as he unknowingly stroked the back of her head.

The kindness in his eyes was enough to give Bianca the confidence to speak in a firm voice.

“Yes.”

Before he knew it, Bianca had buried her face in his chest.

Though his height had grown so much that her face completely disappeared when she pressed against his chest, she didn’t mind.

The warmth she felt in his arms was the same as always, and that was enough.

“I want to marry you, Lord Kraush.”

Because she had less emotions than anyone else.

She was more true to her emotions than anyone else.

Bianca conveyed her honest feelings to Kraush.

It was astonishing.

Even though her heart was racing this fast, she felt an inexplicable sense of peace.

The moment she touched Kraush, she wished to stay by his side forever, never to part.

“When you turn 15.”

Kraush said, slowly wrapping his hand around the nape of Bianca’s neck.

Her fair neck was flushed red, even more so than usual.

It was so warm that it seemed to rival the heat emanating from Kraush, who had mastered Annihilation Erosion.

“If that’s still what you want by then, we’ll hold the ceremony.”

The engagement period had already been long enough.

Once she reached adulthood by age, there would be nothing odd about holding the ceremony.

So Kraush decided to follow Bianca’s wishes.

More than anything, he knew the truth himself.

Even if Bianca stayed by his side forever, he wouldn’t mind in the slightest.

For someone as naturally irritable as Kraush, that was a significant realization.

Bianca, her face buried in Kraush’s chest, lifted her head. Her eyes were wide open, larger than ever.

For some reason, tears had welled up, but her face soon broke into a radiant smile.

That smile was so beautiful, it perfectly suited her title as the “Flower of Hadenhartz.”

“Do you like it that much?”

“Yes, I love it so much.”

Bianca replied, her smile brimming with sincerity.

Knowing her joy was genuine, Kraush couldn’t help but laugh, albeit a bit awkwardly.

Bianca then pressed her cheek against Kraush’s chest once more.

“Then, are we going to have a baby now?”

But her next innocent question made Kraush freeze in place.

For a moment, he thought he must have misheard, but Bianca’s expression was nothing short of serious.

Where did she hear something like that?

Kraush didn’t have to think too hard about the source.

It was undoubtedly Ellie, Bianca’s personal maid, who often filled her head with odd bits of knowledge.

He had scolded her once before, but it seemed he’d need to take the time to do so again—thoroughly this time.

“…That’s something we’ll discuss later.”

By then, she would understand what it really meant.

“I want both a daughter and a son.”

[You’ll need to have incredible performance.]

Sure enough, from the crow perched by the window, came the faint sound of Crimson Garden’s chuckling.

“Squeak Squeak!”

And for some reason, the corpse rat in his pocket rolled around furiously, as if venting its frustration.

It was probably his way of wrapping things up and telling her to go.

“You were heading to training, right? Go take care of that. I’ll handle my business and catch up later.”

“Yes, understood.”

Bianca replied, obediently stepping away from Kraush’s side.

Her willingness to part showed how much she valued her training as well.

Seeing that, Kraush felt a faint sense of pride.

“Take care.”

When Krashu waved lightly, Bianca also nodded.

She was about to move, but stopped slightly.

“Lord Kraush.”

“Yeah?”

“What kind of people are Haring Lagrin and Sizerly Ephania?”

The moment she asked that question, Kraush froze in a very different way.

As Kraush stared at her blankly, Bianca’s lips curved into a faint smile, though her expression seemed slightly colder.

For some reason, she reminded him of her demeanor during her time as a White Ghost.

“It’s fine. After all, I’m the one who’s going to marry you.”

Somehow, Bianca’s presence now felt even icier than it did during her cursed by the Snow Doll days.

Before Kraush could manage a reply, Bianca turned away and began walking once more.

Her silver hair fluttered behind her, and her steps were as bold and resolute as that of a matron guarding her husband’s side.

Tap, tap—

At that moment, the corpse rat climbed out of his pocket.

“Hey, everything’s ready now.”

Ebelasque’s voice came from the rat.

It sounded a bit subdued, somewhat gloomier than before.

[ The main wife seems to be making her move now. ]

Only Crimson Garden chuckled with amusement.

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