Raised and Eaten

Raised and Eaten C11-20

FT C11


Chapter 11

When I woke up, it was dark outside the window. A twinkling star stuck in my eye.

How long have I been sleeping?

I was startled and raised my upper body.


Then I saw Gretel sleeping next to me, snoring.

When I saw Gretel, my pounding heart calmed down.

Whoo. I exhaled loudly and swept my head up.

I was going to sleep for a while until the children came back, but I guess I was so tired that I fell down.

By the way, where’s Hansel?

I turned my head to see if I was sleeping in the next bed, but I saw someone sitting in front of the table.

“Are you awake?”

It was Hansel. I nodded out of bed.

“What are you doing up?”


Huh? Sewing?

“I was sewing Gretel’s clothes because they were torn.”

It was absurd, but what was more embarrassing was that Hansel’s sewing skills were very good.

Gretel’s clothes were so perfectly fixed that she couldn’t find where they were torn.

Who’s good at sewing?

“Where did you learn to sew?”

“I didn’t learn it, but I just need it, so I look over my shoulder and imitate it.”

Oh, I need it.

I closed my mouth because I thought the atmosphere would calm down if I asked more here.

Hansel did not ask any more questions about the topic.

“Aren’t you hungry?

“I’m a little hungry.”

“I got the food in advance.”

Hansel, who organized the sewing tools, brought the tray he had put on the other table.

There was soup, bread, and fresh salad on the tray.

“Eat, Eel.”

“I’m proud of you, Hansel.”

I was just casually trying to pat Hansel on the head, and he was so close.

It looked hard.

Right, right. Avoid contact with people.

I’m not forgetful. Why do I keep forgetting?

“I’m sorry.”

I apologized with my hands closed.

“I’ll be careful from now on.”

Hansel stared at me like that and closed his eyes tightly.

“You can pet me.”

Then he brought up something out of the blue. It was obvious that he was overdoing it.

“You don’t have to overdo it.”

“It’s not too much. It’s really okay… because it’s Elle.”

I couldn’t help but gently put my hand on his head as if he wanted me to do it.

I felt Hansel’s nervousness with his fingertips. He was holding his breath.

“That’s it for today.”

I pulled my hand off his head.

Only then did Hansel exhale loudly.

“It’s better to fix this a little bit slower than to fix it at once, so let’s stop here today.”

Hansel replied sullenly.

“I’m sorry.”

“No, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

My stepmother did it wrong.

Oh, my God, what have you done to her, and she’s even experiencing interpersonal contact avoidance?

I didn’t dare to imagine, I didn’t want to imagine.

I should’ve scolded you more then!

“……I didn’t hate it.”

I woke up from Hansel’s own thoughts with a small murmur and looked at him.

Hansel’s Sacraman eyes reflected my appearance.

Hansel fiddled with the hair I had touched and smiled a subtle smile that was not like a child.

“I didn’t hate it when she touched me.”

At that moment, I heard the sound of my heart dropping with a thump.

“I thought I’d rather touch it more.”

No, my heart really dropped.

Hansel was so cute.

It feels like seeing a puppy acting cute to its owner.

I wanted to hug Hansel right away, but he would be surprised, so I clenched my fist and held it in.


Then Hansel called me out as if he was wondering.

“Are you all right?”

“Huh, huh?”

“Your face is red. Aren’t you sick?”

It’s not because you’re sick, but because you’re so cute.

I want to bite you.

“No, nothing.”

When I said that, I felt like I was a pervert, so I swallowed my words and laughed awkwardly.

As I got better, I took my children out to see the village.

I was planning to buy new necessities and children’s clothes.

“Eel! Come on!”

Gretel was very excited about shopping for the first time, and Hansel looked quite happy.

It was the same for me. There’s no one in the world who hates shopping.

Furthermore, thanks to Lee El’s wealthier than I thought, I could enjoy shopping comfortably.

‘But we’ll still have to find a job.’

As E-L’s money was not generated indefinitely, he could not eat and play.

What should I do? It was a small, small bakery that caught my eyes while I was pondering.

It’s a bakery. I think it’s good to be able to bring my hobbies and talents to life, but the problem is that I can’t settle in one place for long because I’m a witch.

‘But it would be like working as a part-timer for a while. ‘

I thought I should find a part-time job at Torren and went to the restaurant to have lunch.

The restaurant was relatively quiet, perhaps because lunch time was a little off.

“Gretel, I want to go to the bathroom.”

Gretel said as soon as she sat down.

I couldn’t send young Gretel alone, so I tried to follow her, but Hansel stopped me.

“I’ll be right back.”

“Huh? Do you want to?”

“Yes, Elle is ordering food.”


I thought it would be better, so I left Gretel to Hansel and checked the menu.

What would be good?

I was thinking about it, and suddenly I heard something falling.

And as soon as I looked up in surprise, Gretel came to me.

It’s thrown.


“Wow! Eel!”

Gretel cried and hugged me. I looked at the man who threw her, soothing Gretel.

He had a large, bumpy muscle, a long cut on his face, and a huge basod on his back.

His impression was harsh, but he was not scary.

No matter how strong that man is, he’s just a human being.

I couldn’t beat the witch. Using wooden magic, a man like that could be overpowered at once.

But I couldn’t do anything because I had a lot of eyes and Hansel was held in the man’s hand.

“…What’s going on?”

So instead of scolding him, the man came out without saying a word and looked over the retel.

Gretel trembled at the creepy man’s gaze and fell into my arms. I gave Gretel a tighter hug.

“The lord is looking for you.”

“……the Lord of this land me?”


The man continued, tearing his lips long.

“The lord says he’s going to use you as his mistress. It’s a great honor.”

As I followed the man to the castle of the lord, I heard from the tree about the lord.

Count Cayan, Lord of Coop, was a greedy man.

He/she collected a lot of taxes and bribes from the people of Yeongji because he/she had a lot of material desire, but it was the woman who was most greedy.

Count Cayan liked every pretty woman, but his favorite was a blonde woman.

If she had blond hair, she would have brought everyone regardless of age and became a government official.

No matter how old they are, they say it’s the government, but Gretel, who is only six, is asked to become the government.


‘This is crazy shit.’

I held Gretel, who was still crying, in my arms and stared at Count Cayan.

The face full of blemishes was full of wrinkles. I couldn’t see my neck because of the overlapping chin fat.

Rumor has it that Count Cayan was in his 40s, but he looked older than him.

The belt, which was full of jewels, was loosened without being able to handle all the huge ships.

Every time Count Cayan moved, his stomach fluttered. His hands and feet were fat, too.

It was a pearl necklace with a pig’s neck as it was covered with jewels.

It was disgusting to have half naked women around me.

The fact that the women were only the daughters of Count Cayan made it even more disgusting.

“It’s a real wack, yuck.

The seasickness that had subsided at best seemed to rise again.

I wanted to see Hansel, who is pretty and handsome, not a pig like that.

I and Gretel are going to the lord’s parlor.

He was brought in, but Hansel was taken by the mercenaries he saw earlier.

‘I hope Hansel’s safe. ‘

I was worried that I might be subjected to strange things by mercenaries.

I could recognize the trees, but unfortunately,

There were no trees in the drawing room.

It’s out the window. ‘

I glanced sideways at the tree outside the window.

I was thinking about how to cover the window, but Count Cayan came out and looked at Gretel and flapped his greasy tongue.

“Pretty blonde.”

Wow, I can’t believe your voice is oily like that.

“I can’t believe my sisters have beautiful blond hair at the same time. That’s a good thing.”

What the hell is good for?

I tried to resist the rising nausea and looked at Count Cayan.

Count Cayan, who met my eyes, blushed and coughed for nothing.

“Don’t worry, I’ll love you even if you don’t look at me that much.”

Wow, what’s the structure of the brain?

Is that how you take it?

It’s amazing. Maybe it’s because he’s a perv pig. I didn’t understand.

“So what’s your name?”

I didn’t want to tell him his name, but as I kept ignoring him, the guards standing around bothered me.

I was worried about Hansel.

Unless he revealed that he was a witch, there was nothing good about stimulating the lord.

I’m a weak commoner in the eyes of the author.

He knows that, so he’s got me and Gretel.

“My name is…”

Although I was forced to open my mouth, I didn’t want to tell you my original name.

I thought about it for a while, but I thought of a word that was difficult to pronounce before and spit it out.

“This is Chappopkin.”

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