Transmigrated as the Villainess Fake Young Lady, Please Spare Me, Female Lead Sister - Volume 1 Chapter 30

Chapter 30: The Season When Roses Bloom

 

***

 

Meanwhile, Claire was enjoying a peaceful vacation time.

 

“Hmm hmm, hmm hmm hmm hmm~♪”

 

“Young lady, please walk slowly, watch your step…”

 

“Uwu, young lady, please wait for me…”

 

3 minutes ago, the maid in charge of gardening nervously welcomed Claire into the garden, and was now bowing and following behind her.

 

Claire held up her skirt, humming a tune, and elegantly stepped on the cobblestone path, crossing through the neatly trimmed soft lawn.

 

The sunshine was just right, warming her body comfortably.

 

The air was also fresh, with the scent of rain-soaked earth, mixed with the fragrance of flowers and trees, making one feel refreshed.

 

Claire strolled around while looking here and there, feeling as if she was taking a post-meal walk in the park.

 

The Grendel family, befitting their status as a ducal family, had a garden that was almost as large as a small park.

 

Various flowers, meticulously trimmed greenery, precious trees providing shade, and an elaborately designed fountain in the center of the garden…

 

The entire garden was like a carefully painted oil painting.

 

Just the roses alone came in several colors and many varieties, each flower blooming fragrantly in clusters, appearing luscious and vibrant.

 

Claire chose to admire from afar without touching, while silently wondering in her heart how they managed to grow them all so well.

 

Back then, she could even kill a cactus.

 

At this time, the maid noticed Claire’s gaze.

 

She hesitated for a moment, and tremblingly asked: “Young lady, do you… do you have any questions?”

 

Questions?

 

Claire rubbed her chin thoughtfully and asked seriously: “Is this the season when roses bloom?”

 

She swore she was just asking casually.

 

However, the maid’s expression changed immediately, her tone becoming more careful, and even carrying a hint of tears.

 

“Y-young lady… this, um, that…”

 

“Hmm?”

 

Claire blinked, crossed her arms, and coldened her tone: “If you have something to say, say it! Don’t stammer!”

 

When she became stern, the poor little maid looked like she was about to cry from fear.

 

She was heard mumbling in a mosquito-like voice: “Young lady, these roses were specially cultivated using plant-type magic scrolls under the master’s specific instructions…”

 

“Oh?”

 

Claire was genuinely curious: “Why is that? Wouldn’t it be fine to plant flowers according to their proper seasons?”

 

“Because, because the roses transplanted in our garden are precious varieties, rarely seen in the world, and when they bloom together, um, they’re exceptionally beautiful…”

 

“The master said they’re, they’re most suitable for welcoming Young Lady Lavendia home…”

 

“…”

 

The System, which had finally been quiet for a while, got excited again.

 

『— This is outrageous?! Host, quickly order them to remove all the scrolls, or set fire! Burn all these roses, don’t leave a single one for that damned Lavendia!』

 

Claire’s expression was like: (¬_¬)

 

Chattering in someone’s head while appreciating scenery is really spoiling the mood, Mr. System.

 

And what’s with setting fires? Why would I burn my own garden for no reason? How much would all these flowers and plants cost?

 

Besides, your host learned water magic, it would make more sense to come back after training to water the roses personally…

 

Fortunately, this wasn’t issued as a task command, it was just the System being talkative, reminding Claire to maintain her villainess persona.

 

As for the villainess persona.

 

A simple maintenance would suffice.

 

Claire crossed her arms and snorted in displeasure.

 

The maid carefully observed Claire’s expression and forced herself to ask: “…Young Lady Claire, do you have any instructions?”

 

Claire proudly raised her chin, twirling a strand of golden hair with her fingertip, smiled carelessly, and said coldly:

 

“Pick me the best blooming roses, different colors, a few of each. I want to put them in the vase in my room, to decorate my window.”

 

The maid blinked, somewhat stunned.

 

She hadn’t expected that this young lady, known for her terrible temper, would give such a gentle command.

 

Plant-type scrolls weren’t cheap, and Grand Duke Grendel making such a grand gesture to please Young Lady Lavendia, wasn’t that blatant favoritism?

 

Shouldn’t Claire be consumed with jealousy, flying into a rage, demanding the gardener burn all these roses, not letting Lavendia see a single one… or something like that?

 

Of course, they couldn’t disobey the duke’s orders, and they certainly wouldn’t actually set anything on fire…

 

“What?”

 

Claire narrowed her eyes, seeing through the maid’s thoughts.

 

“You thought I would demand you remove the plant scrolls, let them wither in front of Lavendia? Or did you think I would set a fire and burn down the entire garden?”

 

“This, this…”

 

“If I were to act so willfully and make trouble, and you reported it to father, wouldn’t I just be punished again?”

 

The maid’s face turned pale.

 

Claire raised her voice accordingly: “Am I truly so foolish in your eyes? What kind of person do you take the Grendel family heir to be? A fool easily swayed by emotions!?”

 

The maid quickly lowered her head, flustered and incoherent: “I, I didn’t think that! Really didn’t, please don’t be angry, young lady!”

 

“I-I-I-I will go help you select the best blooming roses right away…!”

 

“Young lady, please, please sit for a moment, I’ll prepare them for you right away!”

 

Then under Claire’s suppressed anger, particularly gloomy gaze, she ran away as if escaping.

 

System: 『…Host used 1 Villainess Point, now 8 points remain.』

 

Claire put her hands on her hips, maintaining her normal expression while picking up a blooming rose, smiling happily as she lowered her eyes to smell it.

 

But in others’ eyes, she appeared to be trying her hardest to suppress her anger, with a cold curve to her lips that made her whole person look like a subtly heating time bomb counting down…

 

『I’m glad to see the host gradually adapting to her role.』

 

The System’s voice actually sounded somewhat gratified.

 

Claire was also satisfied, with no one following her, walking in the park was more enjoyable and comfortable.

 

Hehe.

 

This is the correct way to use Villainess Points!

 

Deep in the garden, tables and chairs for tea parties were arranged, already visible from afar.

 

Next, she would go sit there for a while, drink some tea, and have them make a milk pudding to eat… slurp.

 

As for the roses she ordered the maids to pick, she would tie them into a bouquet with ribbon and give them to Sister Lavendia tonight to raise her favorability rating.

 

Having used Villainess Points, the maids would naturally interpret her actions as: “Young Lady Claire had to swallow her pride and endure, suppressing her anger to show goodwill to Lavendia to avoid the duke’s punishment…” “Young Lady Claire actually managed to endure this” “Young Lady Claire is truly terrifying” and such.

 

A perfect plan indeed.

 

Claire was in high spirits as she continued humming and stepped deeper into the flower path.

 

———————

 

Meanwhile, Lavendia was learning dance from the basics under Miss Aurora’s guidance.

 

The dance studio was originally a reception room, with unused tables and chairs piled in the corner, new heavy carpets on the floor, and more than 10 brand new full-length mirrors hanging on the walls.

 

The space was advantageously spacious and well-ventilated. Not only suitable for dance but probably also suitable for future martial arts practice.

 

Lavendia was supposed to start with the simplest stretching exercises according to Aurora’s requirements.

 

There were railings in the room that could be used for leg stretches. One should raise a leg onto the rail, reach for the foot with their hands, stretching the ligaments while also stretching the side waist muscles.

 

But Aurora said that because Lavendia was wearing a dress today, they would temporarily skip the leg stretches.

 

Instead, there was a series of high-intensity warm-up exercises including squats, high knee lifts, burpees, split jumps… and so on.

 

She said the first lesson was to test the student’s stamina to help determine the training intensity for future lessons.

 

It must be said that without Claire present, not only was Lavendia more focused in class, but even Aurora seemed more serious.

 

She wore glasses throughout, didn’t make any strange “ehehe beautiful girls together” sounds, and was completely like a proper professional dance teacher.

 

After going through this set, Lavendia quickly became out of breath and sweated profusely.

 

She bit her hair tie and put up her waist-length hair, otherwise it was too hot and would affect movement.

 

Only at this moment did Aurora suddenly become alert, as if switching on some kind of switch.

 

She took out that pink notebook again to quickly write and draw, and made a serious important comment:

 

“It’s such a shame Claire-tan didn’t see this, should I go call her over?”

 

“? That’s not necessary…”

 

It was just putting up hair, what did it have to do with Claire?

 

Lavendia adjusted her breathing, wiping the sweat dripping from her chin.

 

She shook her head, throwing Claire’s face out of her mind, and began a new round of training with full concentration.