Pourquoi êtes-vous si obsédé par le rejet de l'affection? - Chapitre 13

Chapitre 13

"Viens ici, let’s do your skin tonight.”

She took me and stood in front of a white door next to the bathroom.

“I brought your pajamas in the bathroom yesterday, L'as-tu vu?"

Lucy then opened the white door.

Il n'y a pas de monstres ici mais seulement des pièges! It’s full!'

The room was full of sparkling jewels and ribbons, lace dresses, hats to cover up enough sunlight, and cute shoes.

It’s bigger than an orphanage accommodation!

"Oh mon Dieu!"

I’m surprised that my jaw dropped and forgot to cover my mouth.

“Is thwis awl mwine?"
(Is this all mine?)
"Bien sûr, Manquer!"

Then the maids burst into laughter.

"Aimez-vous? These are the clothes we bought on our own.”

Lucy said she had no choice but to buy ready-made items that were made without the seal, and would soon call me a tailor to make me some dress.

“We’ll soon have more custom suits to match the size of the lady.“

Lucy kindly showed me the dresses one by one. Out of the dresses, daywear, nightwear, and all kinds of clothes, there is one for every kind.

“Uh… there awr sho mawny…” (Uh… There are so many…)

I wasn’t a kid for a month, étais-je? Bien sûr, I’m more of a target.
The clothes that are here at this time seemed like I couldn’t wear them for a month.

‘I’ll stay in the afternoon and wear different clothes…’

I’m ecstatic, but is it possible?
It was so lavish that I was worried that the Grand Duke would go bankrupt.

‘It’s all so pretty……‘

I remember the original. I read the phrase that Azuela’s dress is worth more than one castle…

The things that are here at the moment are just as luxurious and don’t seem to be more inferior than Azuela’s.

I think I’ve bought dozens of castles, droite?

“It was all the Grand Duke’s instructions. He said he needed to be as fully prepared as he was to go into the Imperial Palace.”

Lucy said as she smiled at me.

"Mon Dieu, the Grand Duke instructed you?"

“You look like a lady! I can’t wait to see you.“

At Lucy’s words, the maids who were standing behind me screamed and jumped. Then everyone began to say how great I was, having melted away the unfeeling air. But I didn’t think it was important for me to be great.

‘This room is more expensive than my ransom!'

Be prepared to answer lots of questions when entering the Imperial Palace. Si possible, even if I become a maid, I will stick to this house and live for one thousand, no ten thousand years.

en plus, I have a strange affection for the friendly Grand Duke and the children…

“To be frank, the Master… He’s not that gentle towards the Young Master.”

“But it’s very strange… that you would take your things with you.”

All of them were screaming, but I was feeling a little bad.

“The Gwand Duke has lowts of money, wight?"
(The Grand Duke has lots of money, droite?)

"Bien sûr. Pourquoi demandez-vous, Jeune demoiselle?"

“What if he bwecame a beggaw becawse of me? I spewnt a lowt of money…”
(What if he became a beggar because of me? I spent a lot of money…)

They were quiet for a moment, and then I heard a loud laugh.

"Ahahaha! il était évident qu'il était un homme de principes., la demoiselle!"

Another scratchy laugh, but the answer was not given.

I put my lips out sharply and looked up at the maids. Then Lucy laughed so much that she bent her knees, touching her eyes tearing up due to excessive laughing.

"Ma dame, what you’re worried about will never happen.“

“Weally?"

"Oui. The Grand Duke is so wealthy that no one can count his money. You will only know it from the Grand Duke.”

Lucy convinced me with a persuasive expression. She also said that bearing the title Grand Duke he’s like the king, and there is nothing to be worried about. It was completely different from the average aristocrats.

“So don‘t worry, come here and choose the smile you want to wear.”

(T/N: When Lucy said to Shuelina to choose a smile she wanted to wear, it means that she should practice how to smile in front of important people.)

I glanced at Lucy’s attention a little, then stepped over and smiled.

elle serait patiente, it looks pretty and makes your eyes pop out.”

When I looked back at all the colored clothes, my eyes were pleasant, and I was wondering what to do. I could also forget the tingling pain.

“Thwis one. I want to weaw thwis.”(Celui-là. I want to wear this.)

I picked a dress that spread out its skirt smoothly. It was a blue dress with white mesh like petals everywhere. The lining of the dress has small jewels of different colors, and it was very pretty when it shone under the light.

“Do you like that? Rien d'autre?"

At Lucy’s words, I thought about it for a moment and then touched the clothes with my fingers. The pink ruffle dress, red velvet dress, and a white ribbon dress stood out especially.

“Remember the tastes of the Miss very well.”

The maid standing next to Lucy wrote down the clothes I had chosen in her little notebook.

Elle a dit, “I’ll dress you when you go to the garden and attend the dinner. It will be uncomfortable on the bed.”

Lucy’s recommendation is for me to go to bed for the time being. I shook my head after worrying for a moment.

“I want to weaw thwis!" (I want to wear this!)

I pulled the bottom of Lucy’s apron a little bit, and I looked at her in the eye.

‘Please put it on! Put it on me!'

Lucy’s body flinched when she looked at me. Dans le dos, I heard the maids issued a small ‘Kyaah!’ scream.

“It would be uncomfortable….“

“I’ll weaw thwis to see the Gwand Duke!"(I’ll wear this and go see the Grand Duke! )

“The Grand Duke?"

“I hawve to say thwank you!"(I have to say thank you! )

Lucy’s eyes moistened at my words.

“She’s really funny and special. Hey, go get ‘it’.”

Then Lucy gave orders to the maid behind her, and I changed my expression behind the curtain at the lower part of the room.

When I finished, J'ai regardé dans le miroir, and I could see a young lady dressed like a fine maid.

It’s a bit burdensome for the jewelry to fall, but it’s okay if you sit down well.
The color light blue of that one piece went well with the color of my eyes.

“Kyaah! You are so cute!"

“You are a very pretty baby!"

Lucy cried out that I was too adorable and didn’t know what to do. Lucy’s face turned red, and so the maids helped me with the grooming.

Then the tangle popped out of everyone’s mouth. It was a voice that seemed to be singing.

“I’m going to tuwn seven soon. I’m a swix-yew-old. I’m not a baby anymowe. D'accord?" (I’m going to turn seven soon. I’m a six-year-old. I’m not a baby anymore. D'accord?)

Thank you for saying that I am cute and lovable, toutefois, you don’t have to treat me like a baby.

‘In the orphanage, I didn’t have much to say, but I laughed with such gusto, donc ça devrait aller, droite?'

I deliberately made a polite and dignified look. It was the expression that I tried hard to build in an orphanage.

"Pardon! I will be careful in the future.“

The red-haired maid, who called me a baby, bowed her head and apologized.
pourtant, the shape of everyone’s shoulders shaking finely did not seem to be very regretful.

‘I’m saying that I’m cute. Let’s move on with confidence.’

En soupirant, grabbed Lucy’s hand, and slipped out of the dress.
The bedroom had something I hadn’t seen before. It was like a wheelbarrow rolling around.

“What is thwis?"

The pinkish bedding-wrapped floats didn’t seem to be used to move things. It’s a lovely decoration.

"Bien, pendant un certain temps, it’s the stuff you’re going to use when you’re moving.“

Lucy flashed me a smile and sat me down on the wheelbarrow.

"Lucie, I want to twake a pictuwe in the offiwce of the Gwand Duke. Please cawll the wepowter. (Lucie, I want to take a picture in the office of the Grand Duke. Please call the reporter. )

"Oh mon. je comprend, Manquer."

The maid behind Lucy immediately left to call the reporter.

“Then let‘s go too.”

Lucy laughed and rolled the cart, and I was surprised by the speed of the cart, which was faster than the shaft, and I had to hold onto the handle.

"Bonjour, Jeune femme."
“Hellow.”

People I met on the sidewalk greeted me with strange faces. I was sitting in a flashing wagon.

“Thwis, who made thwis?"
“The Great Master. It even has speed magic to enable fast movement.”

Wyndert? I blinked as I remembered Wyndert, who carried me passionately.

‘In reality, he can’t keep holding me.’

Donc, he created a vehicle to replace him. Par conséquent, I won’t walk with my own two feet.

Grâce à ça, I was able to sit quietly in the wagon that Lucy drove, and got to the Grand Duke’s office.

A reporter with a large camera arrived before me and Lucy.

“Excuwse me.”

"Oui, dites-moi!"

After being surprised by Wyndert, the reporter answered with a stiff face.

“Stay hewre and when you see me fwown, pleawse tawke a pictuwe.” (Stay here and when you see me frown, please take a picture.)

Pouah, maybe this tongue is good.

The reporter seemed unfamiliar with the children’s pronunciation. He was staring at me and trying to understand.

“Don’t you know fwown, fwown?" (Don’t you know frown, froncer les sourcils?)

I blinked my right eye and showed a wink. The reporter immediately nodded.

“Let uws go in now.”

"Mon Seigneur, the Lady has come for you. "

As soon as she listened to me, Lucy tried to knock on the office door, and then opened the door.

Le Grand-Duc, with dark circles on his transparent skin, was sitting in front of his desk.

"Qu'est-ce que c'est?"

The Grand Duke asked, wondering why I was suddenly coming.

I jumped off the cart, then hurried to the desk.

“I’m hewe to gweet you!" (I’m here to greet you!)

"Non, if you run like that…”

The Grand Duke stared through my legs.

It was as if I was a baby who was just starting to walk.

"Lucie, I should have told you not to let her touch the ground.”