Countess Youngae’s Money-Sweeping Makeup Shop - Chapter 13

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13

Ricardo stared at me calmly as if he already knew my reaction.

It would be difficult not to remember the son of a ducal family, especially someone who always wears a mask.

But that wasn’t important to me.

To explain Ricardo, he’s not a sub male lead but more of an extra character,

but what was important was the fact that he does beauty business with a woman named ‘Berry’ in the latter half.

From cosmetics to perfumes, accessories, clothes, and so on.

Yes, in ‘My Unrequited Love Ends in a Revenge Story,’ he could be said to be one of the characters who served as a department store president.

The reason I wanted Ricardo over the woman named ‘Berry’ was because Ricardo was in charge of and led the cosmetics business.

Of course, since this is the early part, there was a high probability that he didn’t know anything about makeup or anything else.

But what if I threw him some prey that smelled like money?

Ricardo was someone who prioritized money and honor above all else in the world.

He wouldn’t be able to resist this, right?

To quickly push forward the makeup business, I needed proper cosmetics.

And if I tried to make those cosmetics alone, it could take several years, or even decades at most.

But if I had a colleague, that period would definitely be shortened.

Well, I’ve explained at length, but the problem is that my first impression was that of a stalker, right?

I’ll have to do full makeup every time I meet Ricardo!

If I put on heavy makeup like today, he won’t recognize me.

Then I shouldn’t meet often, and shouldn’t meet for long periods…

I roughly organized the precautions for meeting Ricardo in the future in my head.

When I finished organizing, I nodded my head a couple of times.

I looked at Ricardo and smiled brightly, grabbing the hem of my skirt with both hands.

Then I bent my knees to lower my posture before coming back up.

I think children greeted like this when playing princess.

If not, then unfortunately.

I’ll have to go back and ask Sillia’s dad if he can get me an etiquette teacher.

Etiquette will be important if I’m going to promote to nobles in the future. Yes, yes.

The Middle-aged Man would probably say ‘I understand’ with a calm face and get me one.

While making various plans, I walked back toward the ballroom.

As I was about to enter the ballroom, Felix burst out faster than I could grab the handle.

“Ria!”

Ah, geez, you scared me. Did a zombie virus break out inside or something?

I momentarily stopped breathing in surprise, then exhaled again and patted my chest.

“What?”

“Crown Prin-“

“Did Her Highness the Crown Princess look for me?”

“Ria, did you happen to manifest as a mage? Dark magic is not allowed.”

“Should I? I was just coming back from hearing about that too.”

“Huh? From whom?”

“Ah- um. There is someone. Someone I made a bad first impression on.”

“Is there anyone you haven’t made a bad impression on?”

“Do you like me or hate me?”

“Anyway, that’s not what’s important. Her Highness the Crown Princess told me to bring you. To the reception room, not the ballroom.”

“Reception room.”

The Crown Princess called for me specifically in the reception room, not the ballroom.

I swallowed my saliva.

This definitely seemed to mean she had personal business with me.

Feeling my heart pounding, I smiled broadly.

“Let’s go. We can’t keep Her Highness the Crown Princess waiting.”

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Knock knock knock.

When we arrived, the knight knocked on the large bronze-colored door.

“Your Highness the Crown Princess, Sillia Ebennain and Felix Galdrid are here.”

“Come in.”

From inside the door came a small but dignified voice.

The door slowly opened and I looked at the gradually brightening crack with some nervousness.

The first thing that caught my eye was dazzling platinum blonde hair that stretched down to her waist, draped over a red sofa.

Next, I saw the red dress she was wearing.

Instead of frills, the dress had luxurious patterns embroidered in gold.

That detail gave off a very sophisticated yet glamorous atmosphere.

As the door opened completely, what I saw last was clear, snow-white skin, downward-slanting puppy-like eyes, charismatic purple irises, and lips as red as blood.

Ah, that.

I think a cherry color rather than that lip color would suit her.

The eyeliner should only be drawn up at the ends too. Drawing it all up doesn’t match her eye shape and looks awkward.

The shadow should be somewhere between cherry red and strawberry milk color.

If possible, minimize the makeup to maintain a clear feeling.

As I stared blankly at the Crown Princess, Felix poked my hand with his knuckles as if telling me to snap out of it.

“Ah.”

I came to my senses again and gave what was probably the correct greeting along with Felix.

“We greet the small moon of the Empire.”

I mumbled awkwardly following Felix, and silence was maintained in the reception room.

Was I caught?

Couldn’t you just let it slide?

Ah, I want to hide.

The silence continued until a teacup was set down on the table.

“Sigh.”

My conscience pricked at the Crown Princess’s sigh.

But apologizing here would also seem a bit strange!

It was around the time I squeezed my eyes shut.

“I’m sorry, but I have something I’d like to discuss alone with Lady Ebennain.”

“Ah, that’s fine. I hope you have a comfortable conversation. Then I’ll take my leave first.”

“Yes. Thank you.”

Felix gave me a look that said not to make any mistakes, bowed, then turned around and left the room.

Creak, click.

The door closed and I was left alone with Her Highness the Crown Princess.

It seemed like she had deliberately sent everyone else out first.

But is it safe to be alone like this?

What if I get assassinated?

What if I’m really a mage and suddenly!

“Please sit, Lady Ebennain.”

“Yes, thank you.”

Even if I were a mage, that wouldn’t happen.

I don’t know about Sillia, but I liked this lady!

I tried to calm down my excited voice.

But I couldn’t hide my smile.

The corners of my mouth were creating a bright smile on their own.

It felt like having a 1:1 fan signing with an idol?

At the same time, thinking that I might get a source of income made my heart pound.

The Crown Princess clearly wanted something.

An appearance that could be loved by the Crown Prince.

She wished for an appearance that would make the Crown Prince love her desperately.

And she was someone who thought only makeup or the power of magic could help her achieve that.

The reason she called me was probably because she wanted to know about the former method before joining hands with a mage.

As I sat on the red sofa across from her, the Crown Princess looked down at the black tea in her teacup.

“Lady Evennain.”

“Yes, Your Highness the Crown Princess.”

“Do you know why I called you?”

“I have a few guesses, but I’m not certain.”

“Then would you like to tell me one?”

“I think you might be curious about why I rejected the Crown Prince.”

“Hmm, that’s not wrong, but it’s not right either.”

At least it was clear that it wasn’t resentment or jealousy.

I took a slow deep breath.

Then I fixed my lips, which had been moving on their own, into a smile.

“Is it a deal?”

I asked boldly and confidently, not cautiously.

The Crown Princess stared at me with her sparkling violet eyes.

Soon she smiled in return.

“Yes. I would like to make a deal.”

“What would be the content of this deal?”

“I’d like you to tell me the method.”

The Crown Princess pointed to her own face.

As expected.

I immediately put on my capitalist business expression.

Eyes sparkling and confident, smile not excessive but showing kindness and trustworthiness!

“Are you referring to makeup methods?”

The Crown Princess flinched at my words.

She moved her lips slightly and stared intently at me.

After about a minute of silence, the Crown Princess bent forward toward me and whispered as if sharing a secret.

“That was makeup?”

“Yes.”

“Who did it for you?”

I followed the Crown Princess’s lead, bending forward and whispering softly.

“I’m sorry, but that information will require a fee.”

At those words, the woman in front of me blinked, then chuckled and met my eyes with a playful gaze.

“How much?”

“50 gold.”

“50.”

“Yes, 50.”

The Crown Princess placed the pouch she had kept beside her onto the table with a satisfied expression.

It looked quite heavy, and when she opened the pouch, it was filled with gleaming gold coins.

She took out 50 of them, but it barely seemed to make a difference.

The 50 gold coins were placed on the table and pushed toward me.

“You can count them. After you finish counting, tell me who it was.”

“I don’t need to count them. I trust Your Highness the Crown Princess. Then I should tell you now. The person who did the makeup was,”

I deliberately drew out my words, looking around before turning back to the Crown Princess and pointing to myself with a bright smile.

“Me!”

“…Huh?”

“I did this makeup myself.”

“How… what?”

“Well?”

Bewilderment appeared on the Crown Princess’s face.

Since I seemed like I wouldn’t tell her the makeup method, she appeared to be contemplating whether to continue the deal further.

If the Crown Princess gave up on further deals, I would have to take the long way around, which would be troublesome.

I straightened up and adjusted my posture.

“May I make a suggestion?”

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