I Put all my Stats into Charm - Chapter 4

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I Put All My Stats Into Charm Episode 004

“Well….”

I couldn’t say I knew since I had already experienced this before.

If I had known I would receive such suspicious looks, I should have at least pretended to wander around a bit.

But I didn’t have the patience to replay content I had played to death. So I made up a suitable excuse.

“…It didn’t feel right.”

“It didn’t feel right?”

Lowell tilted his head slightly. The doubt in his eyes hadn’t disappeared.

Just when I thought my answer was too absurd.

Lowell let out a chuckle.

“It seems the training has been effective. It was good that you kept up with your mana training.”

I sighed with relief inwardly. The excuse I had just made up seemed to have worked.

“You’ve only just started training, yet you can already sense cursed energy. My eye for people wasn’t wrong after all.”

“Haha… It’s thanks to having an excellent teacher by my side.”

“I should increase the intensity of your next training session.”

“….”

There’s really no need for that.

I decided that from now on, I shouldn’t act like I know things and should just slack off appropriately.

After entering my room, I changed into the dress I had prepared in advance.

The dress wasn’t flashy, but it naturally revealed the curves of my shoulders and nape, allowing me to show off just the right amount of femininity, and the cherry blossom color of the dress matched well with Aisha’s pink hair.

This dinner was a golden opportunity to make a good impression on Jerome, so I had to appeal to him somehow.

When dinner time came, I followed the servants’ guidance to the dining hall.

Just as I was about to sit in my assigned seat, I encountered Lowell entering the dining hall.

He slowly looked me up and down in my dress. I felt embarrassed by his staring gaze.

“Haha… Do I look strange?”

Do I really look that strange?

If I really looked strange, I was planning to go back to my room and change immediately. I couldn’t let Jerome’s precious affection points drop.

As I waited anxiously for Lowell’s reaction, he answered with a gentle smile.

“I stared too intently. The lady is so beautiful that I couldn’t help but be captivated.”

At the same time, the system window chimed.

[Lowell Chiffrion’s affection has increased by 5.]

[Lowell Chiffrion’s affection: 25]

Damn it!

I didn’t dress up for you to see! Stop rising already!

While Jerome’s affection was plummeting, why did the taxidermy maniac’s affection keep rising? It was driving me crazy.

What are the affection levels now?

I opened the affection window in my mind.

===================호감도

Lowell: 25

Jerome: 0

???: 0

???: 0

???: 0

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Jerome is at 0 while Lowell is at 25.

At this point, I wondered if the system was determined to get me taxidermied.

This was troublesome. If I didn’t want to be taxidermied, I had to raise Jerome’s affection as quickly as possible.

That’s when it happened.

“You’ve arrived.”

I turned around to see Jerome there.

Thinking this was my chance, I spread the hem of my dress like a peacock displaying its magnificent tail for courtship and bowed.

“It’s good to see you again, Your Grace.”

Although peacocks that spread their tails are male and I’m a human female, such accuracy didn’t matter.

I had to make up for my earlier mistake.

Look quickly. I prepared this for you. Look at me in this pretty dress.

Contrary to my expectations, Jerome showed little reaction. He just nodded with a stoic expression, offering only formal pleasantries.

Is it because his affection is at 0… The dress I prepared with such care has become useless.

Just as I was feeling bitter with disappointment.

[Jerome Winston’s affection has increased by 1.]

[Jerome Winston’s affection: 1]

His affection went up!

But only 1? Isn’t that too small and precious?

At this rate, the taxidermy ending was right around the corner.

Feeling a sense of crisis, I hurriedly activated my charm skill.

[‘Charm’ skill activated.]

“Uwung~ Your Grace! How’s this dress? 1. Pretty, 2. So pretty it’s blinding, 3. So pretty I want to have a wedding right now!”

Goosebumps rose on my skin.

My hands and feet curled up as if every cell in my body was having a rejection reaction, and I wanted to pull out my tongue and wash it with bleach immediately.

Then, Jerome, who had been quietly staring at me, opened his mouth with a stoic voice.

“I have no expertise in such matters, so it’s difficult for me to comment.”

“….”

This charm skill, isn’t it completely fake? I used the skill, so why is the reaction like this?

Could his affection be dropping again? Though there’s no affection left to drop.

Just as my heart was racing with anxiety, the system window chimed.

[Jerome Winston’s affection has increased by 10.]

[Jerome Winston’s affection: 11]

I had hoped it would rise, but for his affection to increase with such a line. Jerome was definitely out of his mind.

When I was playing the game, I thought Jerome was just someone who was prickly on the outside but clumsy at expressing himself.

But now I’m starting to think he might not be clumsy, but rather a man with strange views on romance.

…Should I just switch to a different male lead?

Having to conquer a man with such tastes.

My future looked bleak.

The dinner banquet was held grandly. Musicians played elegant music in the hall and appetizing dishes were laid out on the table.

I cut and ate turkey leg while listening to the conversation between Lowell and Jerome.

“The number of monsters has increased quite a bit lately. How is the situation in the North?”

“Monsters do increase every year. But we’ve strengthened security, so there’s no major damage.”

“Right, the North has the Duke, so I was worrying unnecessarily.”

The two of them discussed what might be causing the increase in monster numbers and how the political situation was unfolding.

Having nothing to contribute to their conversation, I quietly moistened my lips with wine.

While they talked, I eagerly devoured even the sherbet that came out for dessert.

Then, Jerome spoke to me.

“Miss Aisha.”

“*Cough*”

Just as I put a large spoonful of sherbet in my mouth, I choked.

Jerome offered me a glass of water as I coughed.

“Th-thank you.”

Maybe I was too focused on eating.

As I accepted the water Jerome offered and drank it, he said something unexpected.

“I apologize for what happened earlier.”

By what happened earlier, does he mean when he pushed me away at the Training Grounds?

Right. Even you think that was too much, don’t you?

Since he was apologizing, it seemed he had at least some conscience.

I gave Jerome a bright smile.

“It’s fine. I was the one who touched Your Grace’s body without permission.”

As a magnanimous person, I should be understanding. What else can I do?

Watch and learn. The generosity of a great person.

“By the way, I really hope you catch the culprit who cursed Your Grace. Is there anything I can do to help?”

“What you helped with today was more than enough assistance.”

“Still, I’m worried something might happen to Your Grace.”

I spoke with as much sincerity as possible.

It would be terrible if Jerome actually died from the curse.

And I felt like showing that I cared about him this way might raise Jerome’s favorability even a little.

Then, Jerome moistened his lips with wine and set down his wine glass as he spoke.

“I appreciate your concern, but I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.”

This isn’t easy.

It really isn’t easy.

Seeing Jerome put up such walls, it seemed I still had a long way to go.

However, this was relatively good progress.

Before using my ultimate move, Jerome wouldn’t even make eye contact or speak to me, as if I were invisible.

I have my Charm skill. I can use skills to raise the favorability I couldn’t raise otherwise.

As long as I avoid physical contact, there shouldn’t be any reason for favorability to drop.

As I pondered this and looked up, my eyes met Rowell’s.

He was staring at me intently with an unreadable gaze. There was a persistence in it that was too intense to be called casual.

What’s this? Why is he looking at me like that?

Then, Rowell smiled gently with his eyes.

I returned an awkward smile in response.

‘It must be my imagination.’

Making eye contact can happen by coincidence, right?

Since it was pointless to read meaning into anything that playboy did from the start, I dismissed Rowell’s behavior as insignificant.

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