Countess Youngae’s Money-Sweeping Makeup Shop - Chapter 17

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17

“Sillia.”

“…Yes.”

“Do you dislike Kiel?”

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

Completely. I want to get out of here quickly.

What’s so good about a guy who tried to steal my money at night?

But since I couldn’t say that, I hid my head behind Felix’s back and remained silent.

Felix is probably admiring my acting right now.

‘How can such a detestable child exist.’

While thinking that.

Another silence followed. And not long after, the sound of a sigh.

“Fine. Do as Sillia wishes. However.”

However? What condition are you suddenly trying to impose!

I felt a sharp gaze from somewhere.

“No matter how much Sillia follows the young master, they shouldn’t be alone together in a bedroom.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you.”

Felix bowed his head.

Is it all over now?

I carefully let go of Felix’s clothes and greeted the Middle-aged Man.

Finally, an escape.

I desperately suppressed the corners of my mouth that were trying to rise.

I maintained a sad expression until the end and followed Felix out of the room.

The corridor was quiet.

If I walked around grinning, they’d figure out it was all a lie, so I had to maintain my act until I reached my room.

When we arrived at the room and the door was completely closed, I let out a breath.

“…Done.”

“Pardon?”

“It’s done! Now we’re going to the village!”

“Suddenly?”

Lili, who had been waiting and tidying up in the room, widened her eyes.

Felix seemed to be holding his forehead and shaking his head, but that wasn’t my concern.

After cheering, I grabbed only the gold coins and cloak, then looked at Lili.

“Lili, did you deliver the letter properly?”

“Uh, uhuh. Yes! I delivered it well for now. But Miss, where are you going?”

“Hm? Oh, a one-day authorized runaway.”

A cute wink!

But Lili screamed as if she’d seen a monster.

“Whaaaaat?”

“That’s how it turned out, Lili.”

“But you didn’t even tell me you were going…”

“Guard things well.”

“Take me with you.”

“Hm?”

“The Middle-aged Man told me to follow you around and assist you.”

So that’s why Lili had been stuck to me all day.

I thought Lili was just slacking off and was worried if it would be okay.

I glanced at Felix.

Felix, receiving my gaze, flinched and then sighed after moving his lips.

“The horse can only carry two people at most. If she comes, we can’t go straight to the village.”

Hmm, that won’t do.

“Lili. Could you stay alone just for today? I’ll buy you delicious cake when I come back.”

“Alright, no. Ugh.”

“You said alright? As expected, Lili, you’re so kind! Then see you tomorrow! Contact me if a letter comes from the imperial palace.”

“Ah, Miss!”

Lili sat down with a thud like a woman who’d been dumped and reached out to me.

Even so, I just put my index and middle fingers together and gave a light wink, then left the room with Felix.

After putting on my cloak and hat, Felix, who had been preparing the horse, gestured toward the manor.

“Is it okay to leave her like that?”

“Lili will wait for cake more than for me.”

“Huh.”

***

Everything I rode here made my bottom hurt.

Horseback riding wasn’t difficult for nothing.

Even though Felix was holding me from behind, it felt like I might fly backward like opening a convertible window while speeding.

But it was definitely faster than a carriage, so we arrived at the village quicker than before.

We left the horse temporarily at the inn and headed to the art supply shop.

“Welcome.”

As we entered the art supply shop, I heard a familiar voice.

The Owner I’d seen before was organizing things on one side today as well.

I went straight to the counter desk, took off my hat, and smiled brightly at the Owner.

“I came to pay back my debt.”

The Owner paused when he saw me.

After tilting his head, his eyes widened.

“Are you the young lady from that time?”

“I’m a bit embarrassed since I came with a bare face today.”

“Not at all, you’re beautiful enough.”

A hearty, warm laughter echoed through the art supply shop.

Being complimented on my bare face made me feel embarrassed, as if I’d been praised for my own face even though it was Sillia’s.

But it’s not good to refuse compliments.

I scratched my cheek and giggled.

“How much was it?”

“You bought dyes and brushes that time, correct?”

“Yes.”

The Owner stroked his bushy beard and tilted his head.

After a brief silence, he smiled gently.

“3 gold.”

“Pardon?”

“Ah, is it a bit expensive? The dyes are…”

“No, no. I was wondering if it wasn’t too cheap. There were several dyes, not just one or two.”

“What? 3 gold is a large sum that could feed and house four adults for two years.”

Even so, you should charge interest too, shop Owner!

Living like such a pushover, you’ll definitely end up penniless!

“Wait a moment.”

I turned around and examined the displayed items.

Then I found a palette knife that looked similar to a spatula and brought it along with several brushes I’d bought before, laying them out on the counter desk.

“Do you happen to have any natural dyes that came in? Red or yellow would be even better. And do you have materials used for making paint?”

The Owner blinked and then turned around to hurriedly search for the things I’d mentioned.

What he returned with was a transparent liquid in a glass bottle.

“I don’t have dyes, but I do have a binder.”

“A binder?”

“It’s mixed with dye when making paint.”

“Is this good for the body?”

“Pardon? It’s probably not very good.”

If it’s not good, pass.

I need to find something else.

“Then how much would it be for just what’s here, excluding the binder?”

“72 silver.”

Clink.

I smiled broadly and placed a small pouch containing gold coins on the desk.

Carrying a large amount around would be problematic if I got robbed or lost it, right?

Did you think someone like me, who splits up cash when traveling, would come out here without such preparations?

“Here’s 6 gold.”

“Pardon? You only need to give me 4 gold. I’ll give you change…”

“No, I’ll take everything. The 2 gold is interest! Charge interest when I buy on credit from now on.”

“No, even for interest, that’s too much.”

“You invested seeing the potential, didn’t you? Think of it as your stocks hitting it big.”

“St-stocks?”

“Um, well, never mind. Just take it. I feel like my arms are going to fall off!”

The Owner looked down at the gold pouch with a bewildered expression as he accepted it.

Is this what it feels like to give tips in dramas?

Seeing this awkward yet amusing reaction, I think I understood why nouveau riche people throw money around like that.

“Miss, I can’t just accept this.”

“Just take it.”

“I’ll contact you first when items you want or need come in.”

You’ll give me wishlist alerts?

What a windfall.

I immediately swallowed my words of refusal and smiled the prettiest smile in the world.

“Really? It would be troublesome for you, but I’d be grateful if you did.”

“Troublesome? Writing a letter isn’t difficult. Where should I send it to?”

“The Ebennain Estate.”

“Pardon?”

Thud.

The pouch fell onto the desk.

Silence followed.

Didn’t you expect me to be a noble?

“Ahem.”

I quickly put my hat back on and smiled with my eyes.

I pressed a finger to my lips as if it were a secret.

“Please contact me when natural dyes made from plants and new-shaped brushes come in.”

“Oh, ah, yes. I understand.”

As he packed my purchases into a paper bag with a dazed expression, I naturally handed the luggage to Felix.

Felix seemed to look at me with a flustered expression, but I just bowed my head politely to the Art Supply Shop Owner.

Then I grabbed Felix’s wrist and walked out of the Shop.

“Hey, hey! Why am I your porter!”

***

I ignored Felix’s continuous grumbling and walked along the street.

At the same time, I looked around searching for foundation ingredients.

Honey is good but too sticky,

sugar water would be hot or would all drip down,

isn’t there something decent other than food ingredients?

“Ria.”

Felix, who had been grumbling, stopped walking and grabbed my arm.

“You’re hurt.”

“What? I’ve never been hurt… Oh.”

I looked at him as if asking what he meant, then looked down at the arm he was holding.

I rolled my eyes around looking at my fine arm, then discovered a small wound on my hand a bit lower down.

When did this happen?

Since it didn’t hurt anyway, I shrugged my shoulders indifferently.

“It doesn’t hurt, so it’s fine.”

“It’ll leave a scar.”

“It won’t.”

“At least put some medicine on it.”

“I don’t have any right now.”

“We can go buy some now.”

“What? Wait—”

Felix made a determined expression and took me along with big strides.

He had no intention of letting go and put quite a bit of strength in his hand, so I had to walk almost as if being dragged.

Did we walk like that for a few minutes?

We arrived at a small Shop.

The smell of dried medicinal herbs vibrated from the surroundings.

There was also a slightly raw fragrance like you’d smell at a traditional medicine clinic.

“What can I help you with?”

A girl came out from the Shop.

Felix seemed familiar with the place and answered casually.

“I came because I need ointment.”

“What will you use it for?”

“For a wound.”

“Just a moment.”

The girl gave a calm answer uncharacteristic of a child and looked at the wound Felix pointed to.

Then she went inside the Shop.

Does she know what medicine to use for what kind of wound at that age?

What was I doing at that age?

While waiting with hazy eyes, I thought about my past self.

“Oh.”

The saying that thinking about other things helps was right.

Suddenly, a thought came to mind.

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