Let’s Tame The Crazy Heroine - Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

“How did you know there was a portrait of Lea in this place?”

Oh, I didn’t think that far ahead.

I felt sweat seeping into my palms as I fidgeted with my lips.

“Well…”

This is driving me crazy. What should I answer?

I desperately racked my brain, and as time passed, the Count’s expression grew stern.

“Last time!”

Quickly thinking, I soon came up with a not-too-bad excuse.

“I, I saw you entering here, Count. So I secretly peeked…”

“Secretly, peeked?”

Damn it, I’m screwed.

I apologized while biting my tongue for ruining a decent excuse.

“I’m, I’m sorry…”

When I hung my head, the Count said nothing.

Crazy, the silence makes it even scarier.

As I hung my head like a criminal in front of the Count for a while,

“…The key to this room is in the flowerpot by the door. If the door is locked, look there.”

This was the first time the Count had been so kind to me.

As I awkwardly rolled my eyes, the Count closed the door and went inside.

I let out a sigh of relief.

Forget the garden or whatever, I should just go back to my room and rest.

* * *

The next day, I prepared to head to the Marquis’ mansion as soon as morning broke.

I left the house carrying an armful of romance novels that I had asked the maids to collect the day before.

Count Ulver accompanied me as my escort again this time.

He showed displeasure at going out at the crack of dawn, but I didn’t care and left through the entrance.

The cold morning air brushed against my cheeks.

I took a deep breath into my lungs and got into the carriage.

While traveling in the carriage, I quickly read through the romance novels the maids had brought me.

There was quite a variety, from heterosexual to BL, from all-ages to 19+. All of them would be helpful to Louis Sauver.

Count Ulver had no interest whether I read BL or red-labeled 19+ adult novels in front of him.

Thanks to that, I could comfortably read through the novels.

When the carriage stopped shortly after, I organized the novels I was reading and got up.

Now, shall we go and see?

“Beatrice is still sleeping?”

As I was striding up to Beatrice’s bedroom, I immediately changed direction upon hearing the servant’s words.

“A proper heroine should wake up early and start her day.”

Then I went straight to the kitchen and borrowed a frying pan and ladle.

The maid gave them to me while looking puzzled about what I would use them for.

She would naturally find out soon enough.

I smiled gently and went up to the second floor.

Then I flung open the door to Beatrice’s bedroom and entered,

Clang-! Clang-! Clang-!

I began hitting the frying pan with the ladle.

Louis Sauver, who had been sleeping sprawled out on the bed, startled awake and sprang up from his spot.

It’s my first time doing this, but the effect is quite good.

I smiled brightly at Louis Sauver, who was looking at me with a dazed expression.

“Good morning, Louis Sauver.”

“What is this…”

“Early rising is a lady’s duty.”

Louis Sauver looked at me with an incredulous expression, then irritably ruffled his hair.

I entered Louis Sauver’s bedroom along with the romance novels I had a servant bring.

I had the servant take back the frying pan and ladle that had served their purpose.

“I told you, didn’t I? That I would fully support you by your side. So starting today, I’ve decided to give you heroine lessons. Please take care of me from now on.”

“Heroine lessons? What’s that?”

“Literally lessons teaching you how to become a heroine. It’s an essential lecture that you desperately need right now.”

Louis Sauver was still looking at me with a dazed expression, but when I clapped my hands, he seemed to come to his senses and closed his mouth.

“Now, shall we first wash up and change clothes? We can’t conduct lessons while you’re in pajamas. Oh, and from now on I’ll speak casually. Since you and I are friends, it would look strange to the servants if I suddenly spoke formally.”

When I rang the call bell placed in one corner of the room, the maids who had been waiting outside the door entered one by one.

They nervously set down wash water in front of Louis Sauver.

Louis Sauver stared quietly at the wash water, then soon.

“What are you doing!”

He tried to drink it.

I panicked and ended up shouting formally.

Louis Sauver, who had been about to gulp down the wash water, frowned and put down the basin.

“Wasn’t I supposed to drink it?”

“I, no, I just said to wash up.”

“But.”

“That’s wash water.”

“Then you should have told me that.”

Louis Sauver grumbled, then dipped his hands into the wash water with a splash.

Every time Louis Sauver washed his face, water splashed in all directions. It looked like a beast washing itself.

Where should I start teaching?

I suddenly had a feeling this lesson would be very long.

I sighed and grabbed Louis Sauver’s wrist.

Louis Sauver looked at me with water dripping from his face.

A heroine is pretty even when wet.

I was once again amazed by the heroine’s beauty, then came to my senses and spoke sternly to Louis Sauver.

“A hero- no, a lady doesn’t wash her face like that.”

“Then how do you do it?”

“Could you prepare another basin of wash water?”

At my words, the maids quickly prepared wash water.

I sat beside Louis Sauver, rolled up my sleeves, and carefully dipped my hands into the wash water. The warm water wet my fingers.

Since I had some of Rene Sauver’s memories, I didn’t need to separately learn basic accomplishments or etiquette as a lady.

I traced Rene Sauver’s memories and carefully applied water to my face.

Then I carefully rubbed my cheeks so water wouldn’t splash around.

Louis Sauver watched this, then quietly said ‘ridiculous’ and laughed.

“You have to do it like this.”

“Really?”

“Yes. The important thing is not to let water splash.”

Louis Sauver clicked his tongue as if annoyed, then carefully scooped up water.

“Don’t let water splash, right.”

Finally, Louis Sauver finished washing his face like a noble young lady and looked at me with water dripping from his face.

I gave him a thumbs up.

“Well done.”

I could see the watching maids covering their mouths with both hands in emotion.

“When drying off too, you don’t rub vigorously but carefully pat pat.”

I taught him how to remove the remaining moisture from his face with a towel received from the maids. Louis Sauver diligently followed along this time too.

Finally, face washing was complete.

But there was a mountain of things I still needed to teach him.

I felt somehow dizzy at the prospect and stood up from my seat.

“Well then, shall we go pick out a dress this time?”

Louis Sauver agreed and stood up from his seat.

Having no idea what trials awaited him.

* * *

Corsets are the root of all evil.

I thought the same thing I had when I first fell into this world as I looked at Louis Sauver.

Louis Sauver, gripping the vanity table, was gasping for breath with a half-dead expression.

The maids standing behind him mercilessly pulled at the corset strings.

Each time they tightened his waist to make it slender, Louis Sauver’s complexion grew pale.

“It hurts! I said it hurts!”

“Bear with it. We still need to tighten it a bit more.”

“Damn it…!”

When I spoke firmly, Louis Sauver cursed and hung his head.

I knew that tightening a corset was painful. I went through it every day myself.

If I had my way, I’d throw away the corset and everything else and walk around comfortably.

But if I did that, I’d be treated as a freak by other nobles.

If even I was like this, then Louis Sauver, being the female protagonist, had to wear a corset even more so.

It would be troublesome if the female protagonist was treated as a freak.

“Now, breathe in!”

Louis Sauver struggled to inhale at my signal.

I could see his hands gripping the vanity table trembling.

When I gestured, the maids pulled the corset strings.

“Ugh…!”

“I think this is about right.”

I examined Louis Sauver’s waist, now slender as a handful, then instructed the maids to tie off the corset strings.

“I have to live all day wearing this thing…?”

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