Transmigrated as the Villainess Fake Young Lady, Please Spare Me, Female Lead Sister - Volume 1 Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Is There a Difference Between Dance Class and Physical Training?

 

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Ah.

 

Red tea, milk pudding, cookies.

 

Ah!

 

This fragrance of flowers, this shade of trees, these butterflies and bees dancing among the flower beds—

 

This bright sunlight, these refreshing fountain water droplets, this rainbow gleam refracted through the droplets…!

 

Ah, ocean, you are all water. Garden, you are all flowers.

 

What a perfect! Afternoon tea!

 

Claire’s mood was so good she started reciting poetry in her mind.

 

The System held back several times, but still couldn’t help but mock: 『Must you be so cringe?』

 

Since it was so comfortable during the period without tasks, Claire decided not to argue with the System.

 

She stretched out lazily, holding more than 10 freshly picked roses in her hands, leaving the garden under the relieved gazes of the maids, feeling completely satisfied.

 

No need to pour tea herself, no need to pick flowers herself, no need to hold the parasol herself.

 

After Anna arrived, she even broke the cookies into small pieces and fed them directly to Claire’s mouth, who just had to lie in the chair with closed eyes and eat.

 

This is the life a noble young lady should enjoy!

 

And these roses strictly followed Claire’s requirement of “I only want the most beautiful ones, not even a slight flaw is acceptable.”

 

Each flower bloomed so exquisitely, so gorgeously.

 

Each petal was as soft as a maiden’s cheek, could be crushed with just a gentle force.

 

They were simply works of art, almost didn’t seem real anymore.

 

Perhaps using plant scrolls to freeze flowers at their most vibrant moment would create this kind of surreal feeling?

 

The red roses were as bright as fire, the pink roses were delicate and lovely, the champagne-colored ones carried a unique sense of nobility…

 

But looking them over, Claire felt these few white roses suited Lavendia best.

 

Fresh and refined, pure white, untainted by dust.

 

Pinning the white roses beside Lavendia’s silver hair, echoing those light purple glass-like cold eyes, it must be beautiful…

 

What would she say, would she like them?

 

Come to think of it, in the original work there was a CG that captured the moment Lavendia lowered her eyes and gently smelled a rose.

 

Super beautiful, suitable for downloading as wallpaper…

 

Claire imagined and recalled, almost running head-first into a pillar while turning a corner.

 

She slammed on the brakes, shook her head, reminding herself to come back to reality.

 

…Wake up, how could I think the female protagonist who will send me to the stake is beautiful?

 

There’s no such thing, absolutely no such thing! It’s mainly that the roses are beautiful!

 

Claire clutched her chest in a poor attempt to cover up, unconsciously blushing a little.

 

Al-also, it’s mainly to increase favorability rating, that’s right!

 

I’m doing this to survive, definitely not lusting after sister!

 

While the flowers are in full bloom, might as well go give them to her tonight. She must be tired after a full day of classes, she should like them, right?

 

When sister becomes happy, maybe the favorability rating will jump by 20 at once, turning into a positive number, and in that case, wouldn’t I be much further from the stake ending!

 

That’s decided!

 

Claire’s footsteps became light and quick again.

 

The System asked: 『Host, what are you going to do next?』

 

“Hmm, go to the library to take a look?”

 

Claire looked at the map and saw the library was quite far, requiring climbing three flights of stairs, and immediately felt lazy.

 

“…And there’s not enough time either, can’t stay long even if I go, let’s look at something else.”

 

“How about… the stable? I haven’t felt what petting a foal is like yet.”

 

『The stable is near the garden’s back door, you’re walking in the opposite direction, and you’re wearing a formal dress.』

 

“…Then next time.”

 

Claire fell into deep thought.

 

“Today’s other must-do is taking a bath. I’ve been wanting to see what a noble family’s bath looks like…”

 

“But I also want to go see the gallery, it’s so hard to decide.”

 

『It’s already 4 PM, host. If you keep hesitating it will be dinner time.』

 

“Ugh, why does rest day time always pass so quickly…”

 

In the blink of an eye, the rest day is almost over without doing anything.

 

She felt it in her previous life too, weekends and holidays have different time flow speeds compared to workdays, several times faster than workdays!

 

How come it’s the same in another world!

 

Recalling the endless overtime, compensatory time off, work… from her previous life, Claire couldn’t help but feel sad.

 

The System was silent for a while, trying to comfort her.

 

『…Host, this is your home, you have plenty of time to explore, no need to be so reluctant.』

 

『A villainess young lady is still a young lady after all. Please maintain the mindset of ‘This princess is here to inspect her back garden, if I don’t finish inspecting today, I’ll continue tomorrow’.』

 

“? You have the nerve to say that!”

 

“I don’t have time to explore the garden at all, isn’t it because you keep popping up with some unreasonable tasks.”

 

Claire’s sadness immediately turned into anger.

 

“Once there’s a task I get very nervous, have to think hard, have to play a role, have to handle unexpected events… Haven’t even started enjoying life in another world!”

 

“I’m already being very cooperative by not going on strike!”

 

『Alright then.』

 

The System replied weakly: 『Very sorry for the inconvenience caused. Indeed, should let you immersively experience another world life appropriately, to better get into character.』

 

Claire pouted: “Don’t you have any Transmigrator Rights Protection Law or something?”

 

『I can help suggest to headquarters to improve relevant regulations.』

 

“…Fine.”

 

Claire’s expression softened somewhat.

 

“Although noble life, balls, studying at magic school, joining the hero’s party and embarking on adventures… these are all Lavendia’s plot points, nothing to do with cannon fodder like me.”

 

“But even cannon fodder has rights, needs relaxation and healing, can’t just push tasks as soon as eyes open!”

 

『Ah yes yes yes.』

 

The System’s patience was completely exhausted, obviously starting to just go along with it.

 

“Whatever, I won’t argue with you, let me cherish my rest time first!”

 

Claire’s gaze focused on the bath, giggled, waved her little hand, and announced the next destination for today.

 

“Off to take a bath!”

 

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The sun was setting in the west.

 

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the dance classroom cast huge, long shadows.

 

Lavendia was doing shoulder stretches.

 

Standing with books on her head for too long during morning etiquette class made her shoulder muscles so sore she slightly frowned.

 

But pain makes one clear-headed, and also makes her feel she’s improving.

 

This afternoon’s training, in one word, was ultra-high intensity physical exercise, for ordinary people, this intensity was almost excessive.

 

If it were Claire, she probably couldn’t last even half an hour.

 

However, Lavendia showed no sign of wanting to slack off or complain about being tired. She persisted seriously, even practicing longer and resting less than Aurora required.

 

She didn’t feel tired, only felt greatly benefited.

 

Should continue exercising this way from now on. Even without dance classes, she can still train muscles this way…

 

Sweat dripped from her chin onto her feet.

 

The muscle stretching had reached its limit, starting to shake uncontrollably.

 

But Lavendia’s gaze became even more determined and fanatical.

 

Aurora leaned against an unused chair, somehow produced a deck of cards from somewhere, and was holding her breath, carefully building a house of cards with the thin pieces of paper.

 

She placed the last card on top with the lightest touch, then the entire tower went “plop” and collapsed completely.

 

“Wueh—”

 

“How could this happen, I just built it properly!!”

 

“Today really isn’t suitable for class, not suitable! Wuwu—”

 

This vampire teacher who had just somewhat improved Lavendia’s impression of her let out a cry of despair and painfully slumped onto the table.