And I responded with a suitable smile.
Everyone in the mansion would greet me with kind words whenever they encountered me.
With eyes that are lovable to anyone who looks at them.
Their reactions were a good indication of my position in the family.
'This body is completely loved here, you know.'
When I first opened my eyes, I worried a lot about whether I should pretend to have lost my memories or not.
There was too little information about this place to pretend to know everything, and it was also impossible to pretend to have lost my memories because I didn't even know how I was being treated here.
'If I had been abused in any way, losing my memories might have been worse.'
So what I chose was the former. I just kept my words to myself and pretended to know something.
So there were three things I had now found out.
First. I was the only daughter of the Cretian Duke family of the Spanish Empire.
Second, my name is Elizabeth, and I have blonde hair and green eyes.
Third, I am not an arrogant person who abuses those below me.
Although it was quite burdensome to hear the title of 'young lady' before I could even take a single step, it was a satisfying sound.
“Have you ever been possessed by a villainess or a novel about regret?”
I shivered as if I didn't even want to think about it.
“I don’t know what novel you’re talking about yet, but it’s not a bad start.”
'Oh, what luck.'
I thought so too.
Until that night.
The sound of water lapping through the hot steam filled the bathroom.
And then, in the middle of the bathroom, a maid came up to me, who was soaking in a gorgeous bathtub.
“Miss, is the water temperature okay?”
“Yeah. That’s perfect.”
It had only been three days since I had been given a bath, but I looked comfortable being handled by the maid.
'I'm happy...'
It was an unspoken rule that female protagonists who were usually possessed by a book were uncomfortable with having maids take their baths or change their clothes.
'Why are you uncomfortable with something this comfortable?'
It was a luxurious complaint, considering the times when I would expect someone to wash my hair every morning before going to work.
'The noble lady is the best... It's so thrilling.'
Thinking that this was the life of a person born with a silver spoon in her mouth, I gave myself over to the maid's care with an expression of utmost happiness.
How much time has passed like that?
My body became more and more drowsy and I gradually began to fall asleep.
May noticed my condition and carefully lifted my body up, starting to dry me with a towel.
“If you’re tired, should I tell him not to come today?”
“...Who?”
I asked back in a voice full of sleep.
You told him not to come, so what else is there left?
“You chose the lavender scent today, so I prepared it...”
I remembered that earlier, when May had asked me to choose a scented oil, I had thoughtlessly chosen the lavender scent.
‘I just chose it because it smelled familiar...’
I guess this action had some kind of meaning to the owner of this body.
'Maybe a massage?'
While I was wondering what was going on, I thought of the calming effects of lavender and came up with a plausible hypothesis. I thought it was a good idea since my whole body was already aching from walking around with my back straight to pretend to be elegant.
May, who had been quietly watching me without answering, said.
“Well then, that’s all for today...”
“No, I was going to do it anyway, so this is good. I need to stretch my body a bit after a long time.”
“...Yes? Oh, yes, Miss. Then, I will prepare.”
May's face instantly turned red at the sight of me moving my body here and there as if I was looking forward to it.
Then, I tilted my head as I watched the maid leave the bathroom in a flustered manner.
'Why are you doing that?'
Was this perhaps unbecoming of a noble lady?
Although the maid's attitude of acting like she had seen something unsightly was somewhat absurd, I soon lost interest.
“Just be more careful next time, okay?”
As I left the bathroom with such a silly thought, May, who was burning incense next to the bed, approached me.
“Everything is ready, Miss. He’ll be here soon. So, have a nice time.”
“Huh? Oh, yes.”
I thought May would be in the room with me.
Contrary to my expectations, the maid put the chemise on me and then hurried out of the room.
“Is there someone else who can give me a massage?”
As expected of an only daughter from a ducal family, she seemed to have a personal masseuse living in the mansion.
A massage is given by a professional.
I, full of anticipation, went straight into bed.
I buried my face in the pillow, feeling good.
“It’s so good.”
As the moderately heavy blanket wrapped around my languid body, my eyelids began to feel heavy.
'I can't fall asleep yet...'
Just as I was about to fall into a deep sleep while waiting for the massage I was about to receive.
Click-.
The door opened and someone came into the room.
'Are you here?'
I thought it was obvious that he was the one giving the massage, so I spoke without even thinking about opening my closed eyes.
“It’s late...”
I was sleepy so I thought about getting a massage later, but the more tired I was, the better the next day would be if I relaxed my tense muscles and went to sleep.
Thinking so, I turned over so that my back was facing the sky.
“Would you like me to start from the back?”
“...”
'Why isn't he answering?'
Are you the type of person who doesn't usually answer?
The masseuse was a little suspicious that he didn't respond to my words, but soon lost interest.
Not only did I not have the strength to say anything, but I also wanted to quickly get a massage and go to sleep.
My voice was full of sleep, but my determination to get a massage was firm.
Did he understand my intentions?
Soon the bed sank and someone climbed on top of me, and an unfamiliar hand dug through my thin chemise.
However.
'Hmm?'
As the chemise, so thin that it was hard to tell that I was wearing any clothes, was removed, a small question began to form in my mind.
'You weren't doing a dry massage...? Then I would normally do it with my clothes on, so why are you taking them off?'
It was a bit strange, but this was a virtual world.
So, I thought the massage method would be a little different from reality, and I was just going to let it go.
'Is it originally this ticklish?'
No matter how much I thought about it, something felt strange. Normally, it would be normal to feel sick or refreshed.
The masseuse was not pressing hard on my back but was gently sweeping every corner of my body.
‘Why are you being so gentle? This isn’t a massage, it’s just...’
My body flinched every time an unfamiliar hand touched my skin.
When I was trying to ignore the warning bells ringing in my head, wondering if my judgment was clouded by my sleep.
A hot wind blew across my nape, accompanied by a short breath.
'For a moment.'
And by the time I realized something was wrong, something wet and sticky was already tickling the back of my neck.
'No way.'
“Ugh-.”
The thrilling sensation spread throughout my body without giving me time to be surprised, and a groan escaped my mouth without me realizing it.
I, who had been blinking my eyes wide in embarrassment, suddenly sat up and turned my head to look at the person sitting above me.
“Okay, wait a minute!”
But the moment I saw the man's face shoved in front of me, I couldn't help but hold my breath.
The hair that reminded one of the pitch-black night and the dark brown eyes were a very common color combination that would only suit supporting actors.
But.
'Wow. He is so handsome.'
The man's face alone was anything but common.
No further words were needed.
Any further explanation of how handsome he is is like a passing dog.
Because he's so damn handsome that the only word that comes to mind is handsome.
I was confident.
That the man in front of me right now is the epitome of a perfect handsome man.
At a time when I was captivated by the sharp facial features of a man who seemed to momentarily blur his surroundings, I barely came to my senses.
In a quiet bedroom with soft moonlight and burning candles.
A man I had never seen before was on top of me.
And that too with no clothes on.
'What is the situation right now...?'
My mind went blank as if I had been hit with a blunt object.
And when I came to my senses again, it was when the man's lips touched my collarbone.
“Ugh... Th, stop!”
I pushed the man's shoulder away, making a lewd noise, trying hard to ignore the slippery sensation of my saliva.
Then the man's expression mysteriously changed.
The face of a shameless man who seems to be asking if there is a problem.
The face seemed to tell how frequently this act occurred.
When the man slightly distanced himself from my sudden change in attitude, I took advantage of the gap and stood up.
Then, covering my body with a sheet, I calmly began to sort out the situation.
The words May had said just a moment ago flashed before my eyes.
"You chose the lavender scent today, so I prepared it..."
By the way, there was no mention of massage...?
"No, I was going to do it anyway, so that's good. I need to stretch my body a bit after a long time."
Everyone in the mansion would greet me with kind words whenever they encountered me.
With eyes that are lovable to anyone who looks at them.
Their reactions were a good indication of my position in the family.
'This body is completely loved here, you know.'
When I first opened my eyes, I worried a lot about whether I should pretend to have lost my memories or not.
There was too little information about this place to pretend to know everything, and it was also impossible to pretend to have lost my memories because I didn't even know how I was being treated here.
'If I had been abused in any way, losing my memories might have been worse.'
So what I chose was the former. I just kept my words to myself and pretended to know something.
So there were three things I had now found out.
First. I was the only daughter of the Cretian Duke family of the Spanish Empire.
Second, my name is Elizabeth, and I have blonde hair and green eyes.
Third, I am not an arrogant person who abuses those below me.
Although it was quite burdensome to hear the title of 'young lady' before I could even take a single step, it was a satisfying sound.
“Have you ever been possessed by a villainess or a novel about regret?”
I shivered as if I didn't even want to think about it.
“I don’t know what novel you’re talking about yet, but it’s not a bad start.”
'Oh, what luck.'
I thought so too.
Until that night.
***
The sound of water lapping through the hot steam filled the bathroom.
And then, in the middle of the bathroom, a maid came up to me, who was soaking in a gorgeous bathtub.
“Miss, is the water temperature okay?”
“Yeah. That’s perfect.”
It had only been three days since I had been given a bath, but I looked comfortable being handled by the maid.
'I'm happy...'
It was an unspoken rule that female protagonists who were usually possessed by a book were uncomfortable with having maids take their baths or change their clothes.
'Why are you uncomfortable with something this comfortable?'
It was a luxurious complaint, considering the times when I would expect someone to wash my hair every morning before going to work.
'The noble lady is the best... It's so thrilling.'
Thinking that this was the life of a person born with a silver spoon in her mouth, I gave myself over to the maid's care with an expression of utmost happiness.
How much time has passed like that?
My body became more and more drowsy and I gradually began to fall asleep.
May noticed my condition and carefully lifted my body up, starting to dry me with a towel.
“If you’re tired, should I tell him not to come today?”
“...Who?”
I asked back in a voice full of sleep.
You told him not to come, so what else is there left?
“You chose the lavender scent today, so I prepared it...”
I remembered that earlier, when May had asked me to choose a scented oil, I had thoughtlessly chosen the lavender scent.
‘I just chose it because it smelled familiar...’
I guess this action had some kind of meaning to the owner of this body.
'Maybe a massage?'
While I was wondering what was going on, I thought of the calming effects of lavender and came up with a plausible hypothesis. I thought it was a good idea since my whole body was already aching from walking around with my back straight to pretend to be elegant.
May, who had been quietly watching me without answering, said.
“Well then, that’s all for today...”
“No, I was going to do it anyway, so this is good. I need to stretch my body a bit after a long time.”
“...Yes? Oh, yes, Miss. Then, I will prepare.”
May's face instantly turned red at the sight of me moving my body here and there as if I was looking forward to it.
Then, I tilted my head as I watched the maid leave the bathroom in a flustered manner.
'Why are you doing that?'
Was this perhaps unbecoming of a noble lady?
Although the maid's attitude of acting like she had seen something unsightly was somewhat absurd, I soon lost interest.
“Just be more careful next time, okay?”
As I left the bathroom with such a silly thought, May, who was burning incense next to the bed, approached me.
“Everything is ready, Miss. He’ll be here soon. So, have a nice time.”
“Huh? Oh, yes.”
I thought May would be in the room with me.
Contrary to my expectations, the maid put the chemise on me and then hurried out of the room.
“Is there someone else who can give me a massage?”
As expected of an only daughter from a ducal family, she seemed to have a personal masseuse living in the mansion.
A massage is given by a professional.
I, full of anticipation, went straight into bed.
I buried my face in the pillow, feeling good.
“It’s so good.”
As the moderately heavy blanket wrapped around my languid body, my eyelids began to feel heavy.
'I can't fall asleep yet...'
Just as I was about to fall into a deep sleep while waiting for the massage I was about to receive.
Click-.
The door opened and someone came into the room.
'Are you here?'
I thought it was obvious that he was the one giving the massage, so I spoke without even thinking about opening my closed eyes.
“It’s late...”
I was sleepy so I thought about getting a massage later, but the more tired I was, the better the next day would be if I relaxed my tense muscles and went to sleep.
Thinking so, I turned over so that my back was facing the sky.
“Would you like me to start from the back?”
“...”
'Why isn't he answering?'
Are you the type of person who doesn't usually answer?
The masseuse was a little suspicious that he didn't respond to my words, but soon lost interest.
Not only did I not have the strength to say anything, but I also wanted to quickly get a massage and go to sleep.
My voice was full of sleep, but my determination to get a massage was firm.
Did he understand my intentions?
Soon the bed sank and someone climbed on top of me, and an unfamiliar hand dug through my thin chemise.
However.
'Hmm?'
As the chemise, so thin that it was hard to tell that I was wearing any clothes, was removed, a small question began to form in my mind.
'You weren't doing a dry massage...? Then I would normally do it with my clothes on, so why are you taking them off?'
It was a bit strange, but this was a virtual world.
So, I thought the massage method would be a little different from reality, and I was just going to let it go.
'Is it originally this ticklish?'
No matter how much I thought about it, something felt strange. Normally, it would be normal to feel sick or refreshed.
The masseuse was not pressing hard on my back but was gently sweeping every corner of my body.
‘Why are you being so gentle? This isn’t a massage, it’s just...’
My body flinched every time an unfamiliar hand touched my skin.
When I was trying to ignore the warning bells ringing in my head, wondering if my judgment was clouded by my sleep.
A hot wind blew across my nape, accompanied by a short breath.
'For a moment.'
And by the time I realized something was wrong, something wet and sticky was already tickling the back of my neck.
'No way.'
“Ugh-.”
The thrilling sensation spread throughout my body without giving me time to be surprised, and a groan escaped my mouth without me realizing it.
I, who had been blinking my eyes wide in embarrassment, suddenly sat up and turned my head to look at the person sitting above me.
“Okay, wait a minute!”
But the moment I saw the man's face shoved in front of me, I couldn't help but hold my breath.
The hair that reminded one of the pitch-black night and the dark brown eyes were a very common color combination that would only suit supporting actors.
But.
'Wow. He is so handsome.'
The man's face alone was anything but common.
No further words were needed.
Any further explanation of how handsome he is is like a passing dog.
Because he's so damn handsome that the only word that comes to mind is handsome.
I was confident.
That the man in front of me right now is the epitome of a perfect handsome man.
At a time when I was captivated by the sharp facial features of a man who seemed to momentarily blur his surroundings, I barely came to my senses.
In a quiet bedroom with soft moonlight and burning candles.
A man I had never seen before was on top of me.
And that too with no clothes on.
'What is the situation right now...?'
My mind went blank as if I had been hit with a blunt object.
And when I came to my senses again, it was when the man's lips touched my collarbone.
“Ugh... Th, stop!”
I pushed the man's shoulder away, making a lewd noise, trying hard to ignore the slippery sensation of my saliva.
Then the man's expression mysteriously changed.
The face of a shameless man who seems to be asking if there is a problem.
The face seemed to tell how frequently this act occurred.
When the man slightly distanced himself from my sudden change in attitude, I took advantage of the gap and stood up.
Then, covering my body with a sheet, I calmly began to sort out the situation.
The words May had said just a moment ago flashed before my eyes.
"You chose the lavender scent today, so I prepared it..."
By the way, there was no mention of massage...?
"No, I was going to do it anyway, so that's good. I need to stretch my body a bit after a long time."
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