Countess Youngae’s Money-Sweeping Makeup Shop - Chapter 39

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39

 

“Lady Shusser!”

 

“Oh, welcome!”

 

Pebello greeted me with a bright expression.

 

Pebello, who held both my hands tightly and looked at me with sparkling eyes, seemed particularly cute today.

 

This urge to dress her up beautifully like a cute squirrel!

 

I smiled back at Pebello and headed to where she was guiding me.

 

***

 

Pebello’s room was harmoniously mixed with green and bronze colors throughout.

 

The gold detail patterns visible here and there gave the light atmosphere an elegant, antique feel.

 

It seemed like this place would become the most suitable location when Pebello became a marquis or marquis’s wife.

 

When I entered, the room’s owner hesitated a bit, then clasped her hands together and fidgeted with her fingers.

 

After pondering for a moment, I looked around and smiled at Pebello.

 

“We need to get ready before lunch, right?”

 

“Ah, yes!”

 

“Then we don’t have an extremely generous amount of time. May I take out some cosmetics in front of the vanity?”

 

At my question, Pebello nodded enthusiastically.

 

Her tension seemed to ease a bit as she lingered around the sofa before approaching the vanity.

 

Then she examined the various cosmetics arranged on top of the vanity.

 

“Are these the cosmetics you showed me last time?”

 

“Yes, that’s right. Ah! Do you have any particular mood you want? Like if you want to look cute or something like that.”

 

“A mood… I’m not sure if it’s possible, but there is something I’ve always envied.”

 

“Even something trivial is fine. If there’s something like that, could you tell me about it?”

 

Her cheeks turned slightly red and her gaze rolled to the floor.

 

She glanced at Pebello, then pretended not to notice while unnecessarily moving around the cosmetics she had already arranged.

 

The green hem of her skirt swayed by her fingers before stopping.

 

Soon her green eyes turned toward the mirror.

 

“I want to look mature. I’ve always only heard words like ‘easy-going’ or ‘cute.’ Of course! The latter is a compliment, but somehow it’s not quite…”

 

Well, her color combination does tend to be on the cute side.

 

But certainly, if you keep hearing such words, you might get tired of them.

 

I nodded and smiled brightly, then tapped the chair.

 

“Okay, request received! Lady, please sit here.”

 

Thump thump.

 

As she sat in the chair, I could hear Pebello’s heartbeat.

 

I gently patted her shoulders as if telling her to relax as much as possible.

 

“Shh, just relax.”

 

“Yes, yes!”

 

Pebello took a deep breath, then exhaled with a “whoo,” and her shoulders slowly lowered.

 

She seemed ready, so I stood behind Pebello and gazed intently at the mirror.

 

A mature feeling, right?

 

Should I tone it down a bit rather than using bright colors?

 

I examined the colors arranged in front.

 

Indeed, having a Color Alchemist meant there were many pretty colors.

 

Among them, I picked up a shadow made by compressing orange powder that resembled orange.

 

“Isn’t that color too eye-catching?”

 

“Hmm, it certainly could be if applied thickly on its own. But if I put a slightly reddish brown color over this color…”

 

I lightly used orange as a base, filling the outer corners and triangle zone with brown.

 

Then I applied color lightly to the inner corners with the remaining shadow.

 

I changed the brush to one for eyeliner and leaned back.

 

“How is it? Don’t you think the mood changes a bit even with just this little bit?”

 

“Wow, it seems like something changed even though you only did a little.”

 

“Right? But we haven’t even started the main part yet.”

 

I scooped some dark brown ointment for eyeliner onto the back of my hand and loaded the brush with it.

 

Once the brush had absorbed an appropriate amount, I concentrated as much as possible to draw the eyeliner downward, then swept it upward only at the end.

 

If I drew it completely downward, it would just look like a puppy.

 

Once the eyeliner was drawn cleanly, I removed as much of the remaining amount as possible onto the back of my hand to make it lighter and even created aegyo-sal.

 

After that, I put maximum effort into the blusher as planned before.

 

I concentrated on not letting it spread too much, but drawing a clear W-shape from the cheeks to the bridge of the nose.

 

I lightly dabbed orange shadow on the brush and applied it gently along the freckles.

 

With the dark blusher made by mixing with ointment like cream blusher, I patted the center of the previously applied blusher.

 

This way it spreads less!

 

For the lips, I applied coral color clearly to avoid too much focus on the lips.

 

But today I didn’t end there.

 

Because today I came after making mascara!

 

Blusher is the main focus, but if only the blusher stands out, it feels too excessive.

 

So I had to put effort into the eyelashes too.

 

Like before, I carefully used the fire curling method to curl the eyelashes up tight and dipped tweezers in mascara ointment.

 

Then I gathered the eyelashes one by one and arranged them neatly.

 

This method created better individual eyelash definition than doing it after applying to a brush.

 

Finally, when I removed my hands from her face, Pebello’s eyes had become a sun-lit forest.

 

She stared blankly at the mirror for a moment, then her mouth opened and she turned her head to look at me.

 

“I, really…!”

 

“It’s you, Lady. The lady in the mirror.”

 

“Wo, woooow.”

 

With such sparkling eyes, no matter how mature an atmosphere I create, I can only think she’s cute.

 

Still, she seemed to like it, so I felt good.

 

With this, would I be able to hear about Pebello’s new romance episode that had been stalled?

 

That fact alone made this makeup cost fully worthwhile.

 

…Or so I thought.

 

“Huh?”

 

A huge jewelry box-like thing was placed in front of me.

 

“This, this is my heart!”

 

“What is this?”

 

“It’s 300 gold!”

 

“…What?”

 

“Well, um, you prepared various things because of me and came at such an early time, and I’d like to ask for your help in the future too. Since I have no manual skills…”

 

Go away, Ricardo.

 

From today, our Makeup Shop’s VIP is Pebello Shusser.

 

I suppressed the corners of my mouth that were trying to curl up with capitalist glee and tried to maintain a calm smile.

 

“Oh my, for me? If you try it, Lady, it won’t be that difficult.”

 

“Even if I could do it, I really want to ask you, Lady! I hate seeing myself mess it up, so that’s why.”

 

“But is it okay to give me payment in advance like this?”

 

“Ah, since our family leads a Large Trading Company, I unconsciously prepared it as payment. Still, please accept it like this! It’s the price of trust.”

 

“If that’s the case…”

 

“For now, I roughly calculated about 50 gold per session and prepared for 4 times, but do I need to pay more to do it 4 times?”

 

Wow, people who own Large Trading Companies are different.

 

I originally thought about 30 gold at most, but she thought 50 gold.

 

That statement even means today’s payment is 100 gold, right?

 

I didn’t know I’d receive such a big tip here.

 

“Insufficient? It’s completely sufficient! I’m just grateful that you think so highly of my abilities.”

 

With this money, it wouldn’t be difficult to buy a shop in the village and set it up, would it?

 

Am I finally going to have my own makeup shop!

 

My heart pounded wildly with excitement.

 

Worried that my heart might burst out, I pressed one hand firmly against my chest.

 

***

 

Three days after that incident, Pebello sent me a letter.

 

The story written on green stationery was such a lovey-dovey date story that it would put dating shows to shame.

 

I covered my mouth with one hand, afraid I might scream, and began reading the letter.

 

To Ebennain Yeongae.

 

Hello, Yeongae. I hope you’re doing well?

 

They say the weather has gotten cold lately, but I don’t know why I feel so hot.

 

The date with Dian seems to have ended successfully.

 

Ah, Dian here is the son of the Merchant Guild leader I told you about before.

 

Anyway, Dian complimented me today, saying I was incredibly mature.

 

Though I did make several mistakes because I was too nervous.

 

But maybe it was thanks to the makeup Yeongae did for me?

 

I didn’t cry or anything.

 

Instead, I found myself dusting myself off and taking Dian’s hand.

 

It felt like I had become a different person somehow.

 

It was incredibly new and awkward, but I wanted to become more like that version of myself.

 

Oh right, before we parted, Dian stroked my hair.

 

Was I bragging too much…?

 

Now that I’ve written it down, I’m getting a bit embarrassed.

 

But you know, while stroking my hair, he said I was so spirited today that he might fall for me, Dian did!

 

Even as I write this now, I really, really feel like my heart might explode!

 

Today was truly like a magical day.

 

It’s all thanks to Yeongae’s magical makeup.

 

Thank you so much once again, Ebennain Yeongae.

 

Could you do my makeup again next time?

 

No, I definitely want you to!

 

I want to find another new side of myself and show it to Dian.

 

Somehow this turned into a bragging letter.

 

I wanted to tell Yeongae how grateful I am.

 

Did I talk too much? I’ll end it here.

 

P.S. During our date, we bought two matching brooches and shared them. This means Dian and I got closer, right?

 

From Pebello Shusser.

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