That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

Being in the position of Grand Duke, he had received all kinds of requests and bribes to the point of being sick of them.

But never in his history had he received such a small and adorable basket.

What on earth was this? Assis Grand Duke Frazier found himself unconsciously lifting the cloth to look.

A rare, pleasant smile was contained in the eyes of Ruk Kelfosher, who wore a monocle.

“It’s handmade jam that she made herself.”

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Had that Assis Grand Duke Frazier ever received ‘handmade jam’ as a bribe?

I shook my head excitedly.

‘Probably not.’

But I had nothing to offer. And was I someone who had exceptional cooking skills?

That wasn’t the case either.

I called up the status window with a glance.

After making all kinds of fuss the day before yesterday, I had finally managed to find the on/off function.

[System: Status Window]

Tulia Frazier (15 years old)

-Coins Owned: 1,005

-Character: 1

-Beauty: 8

-Ability: -10

-Wealth: 0

-Luck: -10

Overall Rating: F

‘But doesn’t the status window usually disappear when you press off?’

Unlike in games, even when I turned off the status window, it didn’t completely disappear but transformed into a winged, semi-transparent star shape that followed me around.

‘Don’t tell me this also requires coin activation for functions or something.’

…Surely not.

It can’t be.

After shuddering briefly at that wickedness, I looked back at the mirror in front of me.

Right.

That’s not what’s important right now.

What’s important is the 5 coins that increased!

‘And the reason why both my arms are aching terribly right now!’

I didn’t need to look far for the reason the coins increased.

It was because of Tulia’s face reflected in this very mirror.

“….”

In the mirror was hopelessness, no, an abyss.

Tulia with severely puffed up, tangled, fluffy sheep’s wool-like hair!

The reason for this state goes back 5 hours.

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At first, it was just the thought that I should look a bit more human.

Of course, I failed.

An axe-shaped comb that I couldn’t completely remove dangles from my puffed-up hair. It gives me chills for no reason. It reminds me of Coriko.

‘Coriko directly slashes Tulia’s neck with an axe.’

Maybe it’s because it depicted the dark transformation of the protagonist who was always like an angel.

That illustration alone was drawn so vividly that I remember getting chills the moment I saw it.

Abundant fresh blood.

A splitting neck.

Tulia dying with both eyes wide open.

My stomach felt queasy again.

“I have to survive. I have to survive.”

Muttering like a spell, I carefully tried to remove the axe-shaped comb, but it wasn’t easy.

“Phew.”

For reference, I absolutely didn’t ruin my hair on purpose.

It was because of that damn penalty.

I ground my teeth.

“Damn ability penalty.”

When character was -10, I couldn’t say what I wanted to properly, and now with ability at -10, the more I combed my hair, the more a mysterious magic unfolded at my fingertips that turned it into a messy bomb of hair.

Really, how am I supposed to achieve A-rank and survive safely with this kind of difficulty?

The feelings of injustice and helplessness were brief.

After pulling out several handfuls of pink cloud-like hair, I made a troubled expression.

“…What should I do about this hair?”

Should I raise my ability stat even a little?

‘I do have quite a few coins…. But I absolutely need to save coins.’

After pondering, I ultimately decided to save the coins.

‘Get it together. I’m not Coriko, I’m Tulia.’

I need to save coins as much as possible. Who knows what else might happen.

I waited for a maid to come quickly and somehow fix my hair while staring blankly at the mirror.

Still….

‘…She really is pretty.’

The world was truly a strange place.

She’s a villainess who dies at every turn, yet her beauty alone is enough to make your eyes roll back.

Isn’t her name Tulia, derived from tulip?

Her pink, sweetly sparkling hair and pale new-sprout-like eyes matched her name quite exquisitely.

Whether due to her family environment or just her rotten nature, her gaze was mysteriously sharp like a nine-tailed fox, but even that could be mixed into a cold beauty feeling.

But having such outstanding looks didn’t mean she could pull off hair that was disheveled like a ghost’s.

‘Ah, come to think of it, in the game….’

Tulia Frazier was such an incredibly extravagant noble that even other nobles would click their tongues.

So there was dialogue saying she had never combed her own hair or tied her own ribbon.

At the time, I thought it was a setting that added to her extravagant personality, but thinking about it now, I realized that wasn’t it.

“If combing your hair results in this mess, how could you do it with your own hands?”

Even in the midst of this, the mirror’s Tulia kept overlapping with the illustration of her neck being cut by an axe, making me feel depressed.

Eventually, unable to wait for the maid to come, I tried to remove the comb that was dangling from my hair.

Crack!

At the same time, the comb broke.

All I did was try to remove the comb….

The absurdity was brief, as suddenly I heard the cheerful sound of coins rolling. And simultaneously, text appeared before my eyes.

[System] 2 coins acquired!

-Current Coins: 1,002

“Huh?”

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After half a day of this live performance, I discovered something.

My efforts to comb my hair and groom myself had become a kind of experience points that converted into coins.

‘This wasn’t how the system worked in the original That Honey Bread.’

When Coriko entered as the prospective daughter-in-law of the Frazier family, she immediately received various etiquette lessons upon arrival.

Her stats increased based on how successfully she passed the tests for those lessons.

‘There wasn’t even a concept of coins in That Honey Bread to begin with.’

I couldn’t understand why the game system differed from the system in this world I’d possessed.

What mattered was the reality before my eyes.

Namely, the enormous amount of hair that had been pulled out.

“….”

Getting coins was good, but….

‘At this rate, I’m going to go bald, aren’t I?’

Would it be okay to turn the ultimate cold beauty of the game world into a bald person?

“Ah…!”

While pondering, something suddenly came to mind.

The personal kitchen.

Tulia’s newly assigned room came with a personal kitchen along with a living room, dressing room, bathroom, and more.

I had been amazed that they really gave an entire house as a ‘room.’

I had also been secretly pleased, thinking this was how nobles lived.

I hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

A resident head chef? Servant?

Of course there weren’t any.

But right now, that was better.

When I quickly searched the kitchen counter, I immediately found a paring knife of suitable size.

Swallowing my dry saliva, I hurriedly moved the paring knife.

After some time passed.

Clang!

The cheerful sound of coins rolling rang out again.

My eyes snapped open.

[System] 2 Coins Acquired!

-Current Coins: 1,004

“Wow, this actually works?”

In front of me were plenty of finely chopped apples.

“Wow. Uncle Lilius. Aunt Aubrey.”

I’m truly fucking grateful!

Naturally, not a single good fruit had been brought to my personal kitchen.

Even the apples I had frantically chopped up were full of bruises on their skin.

Were bruises the only problem?

There was quite a bit of rotting flesh too.

The fact that several boxes of such cheap apples were piled up in my personal kitchen was obviously Viscount Lilius and his wife Aubrey taking out their anger.

‘But thanks to that, I’m getting coins.’

If they had been expensive apples, I would have been too reluctant to eat them to attempt this carelessly.

Since there were enough garbage-like apples to chop all day long, this was actually better.

My almost insane coin acquisition was short-lived.

When the jars filled with chopped apples began to exceed the tenth jar, I gradually came to my senses.

‘What am I going to do with all of these?’

I had stuffed sugar into the jars with the apples, intending to make jam in my own way.

‘Properly speaking, I’d have to do a lot of simmering and whatnot….’

Skill: -10

“….”

Look at my penalty right now.

I would definitely burn down the castle while simmering apples and make people sleep forever.

I had tried to add just one spoonful of sugar, but whether due to the penalty, my hand slipped and I ended up pouring it out in streams.

‘Let’s just say it became sweeter.’

While briefly pondering, the content of suddenly flashed through my mind.

…Come to think of it.

‘To win the Grand Duke’s favor as Coriko….’

I had to give him a handmade gift at least once.

Only then would his affection rise dramatically.

Perhaps because he was a person in power who had seen enough fancy jewels and precious treasures to be sick of them.

Grand Duke Assis tended to look more favorably upon simple, heartfelt handmade items.

“Then I could also….”

…try giving these jams as gifts, couldn’t I?

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