I Only Tried to Seduce the Villainess Sister Who Was Supposed to Kill Me - Chapter 18

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18.

“Why send a letter when you could just use the communication orb?”

When I glared at him and asked, frustrated by Theor’s actions, Theor in the communication orb brought his dazzlingly beautiful face close to the orb and said to me.

[It would be rude to use the communication orb without prior notice.]

I also instinctively brought my face closer to the communication orb to better appreciate his handsome face, but Theor flinched in surprise and pulled back.

But what does he mean it’s rude to use the communication orb without prior notice?

“The communication orb itself is made for communication, so how is that rude? What’s really rude is how damn expensive the gemstones that go into using the communication orb are.”

Of course, neither I nor Theor needed to worry about the cost of using the communication orb.

I’m the only daughter of a nouveau riche family, and Theor is going to be the owner of the vast northern territory that rivals the Empire.

Moreover, the North in this world setting is the most prosperous and wealthy North among all the romance novel Norths I’ve read.

That’s all thanks to the resources found only in the North, but even without those resources, the Etheran Family was the second wealthiest family in the Empire after the Emperor.

[If you need them, I’ll send you gemstones as a gift.]

“Oh my, my father who has nothing but money would be quite serious if he heard that.”

[I apologize, that was a slip of the tongue.]

“Why are you apologizing so quickly? I was just joking.”

[Ah, it was a joke.]

Really, I can’t even drink cold water freely in front of this kid.

Especially in front of a kid who can’t distinguish between my jokes and serious comments at all.

“But what did you want to contact me about?”

Because I contacted him first with the communication orb as soon as I received the letter due to my impatient nature, I hadn’t figured out his purpose yet.

When I asked, Theor hesitated for a moment before telling me.

[I thought it would be good to schedule our weekend appointment in advance.]

“…Huh?”

The events from not long ago when I said I’d make Theor laugh and suggested meeting around the weekend flashed through my mind instantly.

I wondered if he was trying to set an appointment when there were still several days until the weekend, but then thinking that as a Grand Duke’s son, his basic schedule would be quite packed, I finally thought it would be good to make an appointment in advance and nodded at him.

“When would be good? I’m more free than Theor, so I can adjust to your schedule.”

Although I had received numerous invitations from the countesses and should attend them diligently to spread good stories about Perioze’s Sister, tea parties with the countesses were relatively draining, so I thought I’d need some healing time in between.

And this face is quite healing.

[I’m available anytime on the weekend too.]

“Then, weekend afternoon. How about meeting at the cafe we saw before?”

[That sounds good. Should I rent out the 2nd floor separately?]

“Why would you?”

[Aren’t you going to show me black magic? If there are many watching eyes…]

“No, why would I show you that in a place that’s open on all sides? That’s something only you and I should see secretly in a completely enclosed space where not even a mouse or bird would know.”

[…]

“Anyway, I’ll show you that separately later, so you don’t need to rent out the entire 2nd floor. I tried that before and only got criticized because it’s such a popular cafe.”

Theor nodded once at my words, saying he understood.

My renting out the entire 2nd floor of a famous cafe for a private meeting with Perioze’s Sister seemed to have been quite a famous incident.

Considering it reached the ears of Theor, who has no interest in others.

[Do you have plans tomorrow?]

“Tomorrow? Yes, I’m going to meet Perioze’s Sister.”

[You’re meeting the Princess.]

“Yes, though we haven’t made an appointment yet.”

[…Ah, you haven’t made an appointment yet.]

Theor seemed a bit flustered and muttered at my words.

[Then we might meet at that cafe tomorrow.]

He’s really quite perceptive.

Theor seemed to have figured out that the cafe was definitely where Perioze’s Sister and I would meet.

“If she doesn’t tell me to come to the Marquis’ Mansion, it would usually be there.”

[I see. I hope you have a pleasant time with the Princess.]

“I will. Take care until we meet again, Theor.”

I needed to say some kind of farewell but couldn’t think of an appropriate one, so when I said that, Theor laughed, “Haha.”

My eyes instinctively widened at his laugh, which I was seeing for the first time.

[You’re saying farewell as if you’re going somewhere far away, Elinea.]

“Y-you laughed…?”

I had originally made the appointment to be the first in the Empire to see Theor’s smiling face, but I had already seen his smiling face.

At my flustered appearance, Theor immediately wiped the smile from his face. Oh no. I quickly shouted at him.

“Again!”

[…Pardon?]

“Smile again, again.”

[…]

“Quickly, I didn’t see it properly.”

The countess who saw Theor’s smiling face first in the Empire.

Since I had just seen his smiling face, that title was already mine, but I was surprised and didn’t see it properly, so I needed an accurate memory.

But perhaps it’s human nature that you can’t do something when told to, as Theor just blinked his eyes in confusion at my request to smile.

Thinking this would just fizzle out like this, I quickly said to him.

“Smile, like before. Can’t you do it? Should I make you laugh?”

At my rapid-fire words, Theor looked at me for a moment, then nodded once and answered.

[Please make me laugh, then I think I’ll be able to smile.]

As soon as Theor finished speaking, I made the funniest expression I could possibly make.

So with a somewhat monkey-like face shape, eyes wide open and crossed, tongue placed between my upper teeth to make my lips bulge out.

“Look at this, a monkey.”

This was like my specialty from my original world, but the humor points in this world seemed a bit different from the humor points of the world I lived in.

Seeing him turn pale instead of laughing at my ridiculous expression.

Thinking I had failed, I tried imitating the ridiculous appearance of my best friend who had killed me.

“Th-this is a pig.”

I lifted the tip of my nose with my index finger to make a pig nose, then looked at him with a slightly ridiculous expression added.

[…]

Seeing his face gradually lose its humor, I thought, ah, this isn’t it.

“…I’m sorry. Please pretend today didn’t happen. I’ll find a proper humor point by the weekend.”

I cut off the communication orb.

I shouldn’t have done it. I shouldn’t have! Why did I do that? I could have seen his smiling face later!

My face started getting hot.

“Ugh, how embarrassing!”

Originally, in my previous world, when I was tired from black magic research, us girls would sit together and bet on who could make the most ridiculous face, so thinking it would work on a noble young man from another world was nonsensical in the first place.

I bit my lips tightly.

His expression was quite a sight…

It wasn’t just confusion.

It was really a “what is this?” expression.

When Theor’s dumbfounded expression came to mind again, I silently screamed, feeling like I might die of shame.

“Miss, what’s wrong?”

Just then, Beki, who discovered me covering my face with both hands and screaming silently, quickly ran to me and asked.

I lowered my hands that were covering my face and called to Beki.

“Beki, what method should you use to make people laugh here?”

“Make people laugh?”

“Yes, to make someone who doesn’t laugh easily laugh. How would you do it?”

I asked seriously, hiding the fact that I had done pointless facial comedy to make Theor laugh.

Beki looked at me seriously and asked back.

“Are you perhaps asking about what jesters do?”

“Jesters?”

“Yes.”

A clown—that was a profession that existed only in the culture of the Empire’s commoners.

A profession that brought joy to people mainly through dance, song, and storytelling.

What I wanted wasn’t such grandiose laughter, but it seemed I would need deeper humor and comedy to draw out laughter from Theor, who was very stingy with his smiles in the future, so I asked Beki with a serious expression.

“Should I hire a clown to learn some ridiculous gestures or stories?”

That seemed like it would work for cheaper.

I absolutely can’t do what I did earlier a second time!

Then Beki, who had been quietly staring at me for a moment, asked me with a truly serious expression.

“By any chance, was becoming a clown your unfulfilled dream from your commoner days…?”

At her words, I looked at her with an incredulous expression and asked.

“Would it really come to that…?”

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