The Villainess's Exclusive Maid Is Too Good at Her Job - Chapter 71

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Chapter 71

I knew that “doing your best” meant different things to different people.
The problem was that Luna’s best fell far short of Janet’s best.
Their sparring match ended in approximately one minute.
Clang, clang, crack!
After exactly three exchanges of blows.
“Kyaaah!”
Luna let out a shrill cry, her wooden sword slipping from her grasp as she tumbled backward onto the ground.
The sword flew toward Janet, but fortunately she twisted her body and dodged it.
“Ugh.”
Her face was scraped slightly by fragments of the wooden sword, but the wound wasn’t serious.
“Janet!”
Theo, who had been lost in thought, rushed over the moment he saw the wooden sword flying toward Janet.
He ran to her without hesitation and examined her cheek.
“Are you all right, Janet? Are you hurt anywhere else?”
“Yes. I’m fine. It’s just a minor scrape.”
“Are you certain?”
“Of course. Don’t you trust me?”
At Janet’s confident question, Theo smiled weakly and nodded.
From what he could see, there were no other injuries besides the scratch on her face.
Yet seeing that small line etched across her face kindled irritation within him.
Especially since her opponent was a woman of highly questionable character.
Theo, standing beside Janet, looked down at Luna with cold eyes.
“Ugh, ah, it hurts….”
Luna lay sprawled on the ground, whimpering as she rubbed her tailbone.
“Are you okay?”
“Are you all right, Luna?”
At her pitiful display, the men who usually harbored favorable feelings toward her rushed over and helped her up.
“Yeah. It does hurt, but I’m fine. Still, that was too much, Janet. You didn’t have to swing your sword so dangerously while sparring with me….”
She pouted her lips and complained to Janet reproachfully.
The men around her nodded in agreement with her complaint.
As if Janet had truly done something wrong in this match.
Samuel was among them.
“If you lack talent, at least be humble about it. Just because you swing wildly doesn’t mean you know how to use a sword, tsk!”
He spoke loudly for all to hear, his arm wrapped around Luna’s shoulders.
Of course, Janet didn’t spare him a single glance. After all, there’s no need to respond to every bark of a dog.
But.
“Luna. Didn’t we agree to do our best in this sparring match?”
“But Luna did do her best…?”
“…All right? Got it. That’s all I needed.”
Janet nodded and extended her hand toward Luna.
It was the customary handshake that followed a match. After clasping hands and shaking lightly, Janet turned to leave.
But then.
“What, you! Aren’t you going to apologize to Luna?!”
Samuel grabbed Janet roughly. Forced to stop, Janet turned back to him with an irritated gaze.
“Let go.”
“Tch. Why don’t you apologize to Luna first? If you hurt someone, you should say you’re sorry!”
Samuel raised his voice threateningly.
Luna nodded quietly from behind, her eyes glistening with tears.
But Samuel’s threat didn’t last long.
“Ugh, ahhhhh!”
“Didn’t you hear me say let go?”
Theo, who had been barely restraining himself beside Janet, seized Samuel’s wrist with force and wrenched it free.
Samuel flailed pathetically under the pain that felt like his wrist might snap.
Tsk.
Theo clicked his tongue softly and released the wrist he’d been holding. A vivid bruise in the shape of Theo’s hand marked Samuel’s wrist.
“Ugh, u-you!”
“Do you have something you want to say? Then go ahead and try. If you want to die, there’s nothing I can’t do.”
Samuel flinched and stammered under the suffocating pressure that made his hair stand on end.
He felt a primal danger.
If he opened his mouth any further, something truly terrible would happen.
“Theo. Please don’t do that.”
“But….”
“It’s fine. I can handle this much on my own.”
Janet stopped Theo with a smile.
I was grateful that Theo was concerned for me, but I could truly resolve this level of matter myself.
“Samuel.”
“W-what!”
“You won your match in Group 2 earlier too, didn’t you?”
“Of course. Who do you think I am!”
“Then choose me as your opponent for the next match.”
“Huh? What? You’re telling me to pick a scrawny-looking woman like you?”
“Unless you’re afraid of losing to a scrawny woman.”
Samuel’s face flushed crimson at Janet’s provocation. To be mocked like this in front of so many people.
“Fine. You asked for it, so don’t regret it. I won’t go easy on you just because you’re a woman.”
“That’s exactly what I’m hoping for.”
Janet answered with a light laugh, then turned her gaze toward Luna.
“Luna.”
“Y-yes, Janet.”
“I have no intention of apologizing to you. I don’t even see a reason to.”
“…What? No, you’re the one who hurt me!”
“If I had intentionally injured you, then I would apologize. But this happened during a legitimate sparring match.”
In truth, it was Janet who had actually drawn blood, not Luna.
No matter what happened, I couldn’t let go of my sword.
If the blade flew away, the people around us could get hurt.
It was Luna who had violated the warnings that Professor David had repeated countless times.
If one of us had to apologize, it should have been Luna, not me.
I was not someone who was in the wrong.
I had no intention of apologizing for something I hadn’t done wrong, just to soothe Luna’s feelings.
“Janet, you really….”
It was then that Luna whimpered softly to herself.
“What’s all this commotion?”
“Is there a problem? Why are you all gathered here?”
Lishar and Henry, who had stepped away on the professor’s errand, approached the source of the disturbance.
“L-Lishar…!”
Upon spotting Lishar, Luna finally burst into tears.
“Luna?”
“Sniff. Brother. J-Janet she… *sob*.”
Lishar froze as he watched Luna trail off, her shoulders trembling with sobs.
Rather than approach Luna further, he turned to look at Janet instead. It would be better to hear an explanation of events from someone composed rather than from someone crying.
But then.
“…Are you hurt?”
Upon noticing the wound on Janet’s cheek, he moved toward her as if entranced.
“B-Brother?”
Luna’s bewildered call seemed to fall on deaf ears.
“It’s nothing serious, just a slight scrape.”
“A slight scrape is still an injury. Go to the Medical Office at once.”
“Yes? No, that level is….”
Janet, about to insist she was fine, found herself nodding at Lishar’s stern expression.
It was because she glimpsed concern flickering in his blue eyes.
“Then I’ll go for a moment.”
“Yes.”
Janet bowed respectfully to Lishar before heading to the Medical Office with Theo.
Lishar remained rooted in place, his gaze following the two of them as they made their way to the Medical Office.
‘What is this? Why am I worried about Janet first?’
Unaware of the expression Luna was directing at his back from behind.

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Janet returned with a small bandage affixed to her face.
The onlookers who had witnessed the earlier commotion whispered and muttered as they glanced at her.
“Nothing better to do, I suppose.”
With an exasperated sigh, Theo took his place beside Janet.
“Why are you here? You’re in Group 2.”
At Janet’s question, Theo smiled and drew an imaginary line between them.
“Janet’s side is Group 1, and my side is Group 2. So I’m perfectly positioned, wouldn’t you say?”
“…What kind of logic is that?”
It was absurd reasoning, yet laughter spilled out unbidden.
Not long after, Professor David announced the second round of practical combat.
As previously announced, the second round of practical combat would pit the winners of Group 1 and Group 2 against each other.
“I won’t let this slide.”
Samuel glared at Janet with a growl. When Theo fixed him with a look, he quickly averted his eyes.
“You’re more afraid of Theo than your actual opponent.”
“A person who doesn’t know their enemy is the first to fall on the battlefield.”
Theo glanced sideways at Janet.
The two of them occasionally practiced swordplay together during free periods.
In truth, Theo was the one providing unilateral assistance to Janet.
‘Janet has considerable talent.’
Her physical strength and power were excellent, her reflexes sharp, and her eye for reading blade trajectories keen.
One might say she was someone whose five senses were fully awakened.
Her fundamentals were slightly weak due to not having learned formal swordplay from childhood, but today’s match was ‘practical combat’.
‘If anything, these conditions favor Janet.’
He genuinely believed in her victory.
“Alright. I’ll win and come back.”
“I’ll be rooting for you.”
When Theo playfully extended his fist, Janet smiled and bumped her fist against his.
It was as Janet was warming up lightly before the match.
“Hey, Janet….”
“Luna?”

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