My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 67

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Besides, the diary is written in first person, so names and such don’t appear, you know? It’s not like Evangeline’s mother wrote ‘Amaranth’ on the cover!

“Are you going to keep acting like that?”

“Don’t worry, Father. When I go to the Imperial Palace, I’ll behave obediently as you said.”

The Count, who was about to say something, closed his mouth at those words.

“You should be careful too, Father. Shouldn’t you at least show some sincerity in pitying your sickly daughter who has amnesia?”

I think the Count is more of a problem. Since he has no interest in his own daughter, he just leaves strange rumors alone. Then people will spread more false rumors saying she’s a villainess even her own father abandoned.

The Count remained silent, as if hit where it hurt.

“Then I’ll get up first.”

There’s nothing more to discuss with the Count, and Misha told me to come early to prepare for the debutante, so I should head back.

And I regretted it as soon as I returned.

“You’re late!”

Misha was waiting with fire in her eyes.

As soon as I arrived, I was caught and managed from head to toe. I can only say I was truly attacked. This is the first time anyone has handled me like this since I possessed Evangeline! Even with Gabriel, the male protagonist, all we did was hold hands and kiss the back of my hand! She poured so much scented oil during the massage that my body smells like flowers.

The makeup and hair styling were completed with Daisy and Hena clinging to me under Misha’s supervision. Kanna was kicked out by Misha for lacking dexterity and just kept her place in the corner.

My hair was sprinkled with gold and silver powder and fixed to enhance the curls, but instead of clumping together, it fell apart smoothly when touched, which was admirable. Is this the skill of a craftsman?

The dress also underwent some alterations. I thought it was completely finished last time, but after trying it on, they found more things to modify. It’s kind of like ‘final_final_final_final’.

The detailed alterations were hard to notice, but there were parts that were obviously different. The dress had red rubies attached. Not just any rubies, but ones crafted into flower shapes. Originally, debutantes carried bouquets, but nowadays it’s simplified and trendy to attach flower decorations as corsages or hair ornaments.

“Especially, wearing fresh flowers is trending.”

Since they wilt when worn for long periods, they even bring separate maids to change the flowers.

“Of course fresh flowers would suit you well too, my lady, but since you’re more mature than other young ladies, I tried to create a distinction.”

Misha euphemistically said mature, but she actually meant older. Since debutantes are usually around sixteen, Evangeline is four years over the appropriate age. It feels like a senior preparing for graduation mixed in among fresh newcomers. Then I absolutely can’t wear flowers like the other kids.

Fortunately, the ruby-crafted flowers suited Evangeline much better than fresh flowers. The bright red color was somewhat similar to her eye color. As I was handling and admiring the jewelry, Misha smiled mischievously and winked.

“And about the jewelry, it wasn’t prepared by me but by Count Gabriel.”

Gabriel? Suddenly the jewelry felt very heavy. Why is that guy preparing such things when he’s being strung along by me? Making me feel embarrassed…

The preparation ended with putting on white lace gloves. The gloves felt strangely warm, and Kanna said she had been holding them to warm them up. Kanna shyly added her reason.

“It’s raining outside. What if you catch a cold from being cold, miss?”

“You think my lady would catch a cold?”

“Yes! Miss is sickly, after all.”

“Ah… Miss Kanna really worries about my lady a lot.”

Misha was impressed. My shoulders lifted proudly. Your house doesn’t have a sunshine heroine, does it? This is what a sunshine heroine is. Whether it rains or snows, she only worries about me. Though dark clouds filled the sky outside, it felt like sunshine was pouring down in my heart. I worked hard to pull down my rising lips and thanked her.

“Thank you.”

“Not at all. Miss, you’re really beautiful!”

As Kanna said, dressed up like this, I was truly damn pretty. My flowing hair was like silver thread, and my lips and cheeks had more color than usual, making me look like a living doll. That’s right. To be a romance novel villainess, you need this level of impact. Indeed, it was a face that could enchant the heroine and turn the male lead into a fool.

Is the preparation all done? Misha looked me over once and closed her eyes as if satisfied. It wasn’t a description – she really swayed.

“I have no regrets now…”

“What? Lady Artemisia? Pull yourself together!”

Daisy barely caught the collapsing Misha. Did she faint? I looked worriedly and heard soft snoring sounds.

“She seems to have collapsed from exhaustion.”

How tired must she have been to suddenly fall asleep while standing? It was a dress I requested urgently, and she must have been extremely tired from not sleeping and working hard. I really need to give Misha a generous bonus…

“We can’t leave her like this, so we should move Misha to a room.”

“Yes, my lady.”

Hena and Daisy supported Misha from both sides and left the room. Since Misha was taller than both of them, her feet dragged on the floor. Shouldn’t they support her in a different way?

“A body came out of my lady’s room…!”

“She’s still alive.”

But there happened to be other people outside. Since the door was still open, I could hear Hena’s explanation from here. But… Hena, doesn’t “still” mean Misha will die someday? Of course, as humans, we’ll all die eventually, but…

“She fainted from exhaustion, so could you take her to a room?”

“Y-yes…”

It seemed too much for the two of them to carry Misha, so I asked the servants for help. Tomorrow, there will probably be another rumor in the manor that I made Misha faint. Come to think of it, she fainted from overwork making my dress, so it’s not entirely wrong.

So another rumor increases. As I was holding my head, the two who finished handing over Misha returned. Misha is asleep and the preparation is done. Should I depart now?

“My lady, shall we depart right now?”

“When does the banquet start?”

“It starts at 8, so we still have about 3 hours.”

“Really? Then… ask the Count about the departure time.”

I’ve never been to a banquet, so I’m not sure when is the right time to go. Should I go early and do some socializing? Hmm, I don’t think so… The protagonist should appear late.

As I was earnestly recalling romance novel clichés, a maid carefully spoke up.

“M-my lady, they say the Count has already departed.”

What?

The preparation didn’t take that long, but he left first without loyalty, not even waiting? The banquet won’t start for a while, but he went first so petty? I had no intention of taking the same carriage, but I was annoyed for no reason.

Whatever. Then I’ll go slowly. Toten Madam hasn’t contacted me yet, so Bishop Marik will be my chaperone, but going early would just make me nervous in front of the exorcist.

I was playing with Pudding to pass time when Jelly, who was looking out the window, suddenly called me.

“Master.”

That damn master. Ever since Jelly called me that to tease me in front of Rafaela, he’s been sticking to the title “master.” Even when I tell him to just call me Evangeline, he won’t listen.

“Someone’s coming.”

“Who?”

There’s no one in particular who should come. Besides, with rain pouring like this, is there anyone who would come? Maybe Gabriel?

I went next to Jelly and looked out the window. I could only see rain streaks… Come to think of it, Jelly is a beastman with good eyesight. It’s natural that I can’t see now.

As I stared intently in the direction Jelly was looking, after a while I saw a wavering form, then a horse suddenly appeared in view. Ah, I can tell it’s not Gabriel. The horse Gabriel rides is a black steed that resembles its master.

A person soaked and wearing a cloak jumped down from the horse, but couldn’t enter because the main gate was closed, so they stopped outside.

“It’s an unfamiliar presence… They seem to have business with master. Shall I bring them?”

Maybe because he was scolded for arbitrarily dealing with the surveillance on me before, Jelly looked around and asked for my opinion. When I nodded, Jelly wagged his tail excitedly. It felt strange, like playing ‘fetch!’ Maybe Jelly is actually a dog, not a wolf?

“Bring them carefully without harming them.”

I hastily added a condition in case he brought them with something broken. If they were secretly watching me, they wouldn’t reveal themselves like that. If it’s a knight Gabriel sent or purely a guest visiting me, I can’t let them get hurt.

“Yes…”

Jelly answered complainingly, drawing out his words, then teleported and disappeared, appearing right in front of me with the cloaked person before I could even blink.

No, Jelly! I meant go downstairs and escort them up, not use magic to skip the middle process and present them right before my eyes! Why don’t you just write ‘wizard’ on your forehead!

“I brought them intact as you said.”

“That’s not what I meant… No, good job, Jelly.”

What more can I expect from you? I tried to ignore my throbbing head and focused on the unidentified cloaked person. The person Jelly brought was so soaked that their cloak was drenched. An unexpected voice came from inside the wet cloak.

“Lady Rohanson…”

“Toten Madam?”

When I carefully removed the hood, the revealed face was a completely unexpected person. Why is Toten Madam appearing here? No, she had no contact, then suddenly appears dramatically right before the banquet? Are you filming a movie? Ah, since it’s a romance novel, dramatic appearances are similar context.

Toten Madam’s complexion was pale blue, perhaps from being caught in the rain. No matter how much she wore a cloak, the fabric couldn’t block all the heavy rain. The distance from Toten Viscount’s Estate to our house seemed quite far even by carriage, but having ridden through this rain, she couldn’t be unharmed.

Toten Madam, who had been constantly muttering to herself, seemed to come to her senses at my call and looked around, then opened her eyes wide as if puzzled.

“What is this, I was outside just a moment ago?”

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