I Tamed the Male Lead Who Would Kill Me

A few days after I took the second manager's seat.

I heard that Elene had started studying arithmetic.

“Hey, try it for a hundred days.”

I laughed as I rubbed some ointment on Susan's bruised body.

“Isn’t Elene not talented in math?”

“So that is it. He’s not very good at studying.”

That doesn't mean Elene is an idiot. She's smart too, but she was the other way around. Recalling what had happened before the return, I suddenly felt a chill and shivered.

Karsian leaned against the window sill and looked at the garden.

“But aren’t you living too peacefully these days?”

My room is on the first floor, so Carcian, who often crosses the garden, starts to shine. I said as I buttoned Susan's back.

“Yeah, no. How intensely am I living?”

Should I follow my father every day, steal information for Celltron, or weigh the opportunity for revenge? Even with ten bodies, he spends insufficient time.

Karsian said, 'That's not what I meant.' I pouted his lips, but I pretended not to know him and checked the letter P. Lori had brought earlier.

The other day, I conveyed my circumstances intact to Celltron.

Celtron asked me if there was anything he could do to help. So I told Celltron what herbs his father wanted to farm.

It also meant that we should grow strong in advance to be competitive, and it was also used to block our mouths because it was too big to ask bare-mouthed. Then, I quietly asked for one thing, and now the answer came back.

As I read the letter and smiled, Karsian said.

“What does Celltron say?”

Although they had never actually met each other, Karsian asked politely. I said while looking at Susan and Karsian's faces full of curiosity.

“Okay.”

At my words, Karcian said “Wow!” rejoiced, and Susan clapped her hands. With this, they are ready to kick Betty out and feed her father a big taffy.

Now I just need to get the timing right... … .

“Hmm, when would be a good time?”

It was as I muttered, tapping my chin with the pointed part of the letter.

Knock knock, someone knocked.

“I’ll go out and see.”

Susan got up quickly, opened the door, and had a brief conversation with the maid.

Click, Susan closed the door and turned to me. A look of deep satisfaction appeared on her face.

I could tell because of that smile.

“My lady, the Marquis has invited you to dinner tomorrow. The young lady and the lord of the upper Gurouan!”

That means the time for revenge has come.

* * *

“Miss Latia Gladelis has arrived.”

The dinner was held in the Grand Hall, and everyone was already seated. Celltron and her mother were sitting facing each other on either side of the father sitting in the high seat.

For an instant, father and mother's expressions distorted. There was nothing strange about it. Because I had a pirori on my shoulder right now.

As soon as I became the second manager, I was allowed to keep Pirori. After that, I was often with Pirori and looked like a best friend.

To be with Pirori even on an opportunity like today!

The reason why Celltron was invited to this dinner was very simple. It was because the news spread that the group led by Celtron, the group Gruan, had formed an alliance with the group Yeriel.

If Celtron wanted to, he could have demanded proof of what his father had done to the top of all things Yeriel.

My father is afraid of that, so it must be that he intends to make peace with Celltron in advance. The reason I called was probably because Celltron and I looked close.

“Wow, that’s a leak.”

Elene pretended to know Pirori before me. Her mother was seen giving her notice to Elene.

“Good afternoon.”

“Yes, you look very beautiful today.”

I greeted him by lengthening the hem of my dress, and my father answered in a friendly voice.

When I sat next to Celltron, Elene, who was sitting across from me, greeted me with a short tongue.

Because my father likes that sound.

“Hello, Sister Latia? It’s pretty today.”

Elene, who looked exactly like her mother, was dressed in a splendid way to match her pretty rosy hair and topaz-like eyes.

"okay."

I deliberately answered coldly.

Because Elene was laughing at me right now.

The pretty and clean dress I was wearing and the fancy accessories definitely looked like a marquise's daughter. But everything I'm wearing now is out of fashion, inherited.

From my sister Elene!

Elene grinned and said.

“When I wore it, the sleeves were a bit short, but does Ungni fit?”

“Susan mended it.”

“Jingjja? Maybe it's because of the mending bar! Bring on the new clothes! You can still wear it like that. Buying a lot of new clothes is a waste, isn’t it?”

It was absurd.

Buying and handing down only one person's clothes to save money, that's what her younger sister, Elene, said!

“The earring suits you very well. Elene said that it is a healthy color unlike Ungni, who is only white! That’s why they say gold doesn’t go well with them.”

"okay? I have fair skin, so gold, silver, and platinum look good on me.”

My words shocked Elene as if she had been punched in the face. You never thought I'd respond.

Then why are you betting a childish fight you can't even win?

If it was me in the past, I would have been depressed because I was stuck with 'whiteness' rather than 'it suits me well'. Because of poor self-esteem.

In fact, in my past life, there was a time when I collapsed while standing in the scorching sun to burn my flesh like Elene.

But not anymore.

There was an ambiguous silence at the dinner because of me and Elene, and my mother stepped in.

“The sisters constantly compliment each other, and the friendship is so good.”

Ho-ho-ho, at the sound of cultured laughter, my father quickly followed suit. My father looked at Susan standing next to me and said, 'There's something good about it.' said with a face.

“By the way, Ratia, why is Susan holding a soft weed?”

Hearing the words that gave me attention in a seemingly friendly voice, I smiled in repentance.

Even if it wasn't, I was going to bring up the story, but you opened the water first!?

I couldn't be more grateful. So I said with a genuine smile.

“Ah, as I became the second manager this time, I also got to check the management status of the herbs grown in the garden.”

Unlike Elene, I tried to be as clear as possible. Don't dismiss the story I'm going to say as '7-year-old bullshit'.

At my words, the faces of Mother and Elene were stained with envy and jealousy, but Father nodded his head as usual.

“Um, yes.”

A few days ago, my father told me he was going to plow all the sponsorship soil. Then he gave me a few roots to compare directly. The soft candles I brought with Susan's help were received at that time.

I laughed at Betty, who stood politely behind my mother.

“Betty, this is your present.”

“Me, me?”

Betty asked in surprise.

I said with a mild smile at the car she was trying to impress.

"yes. Before Betty, did you? Ointment is very precious. It's too precious, so I shouldn't give it to someone like Carcian.”

daughter! The sound of someone dropping dishes was heard.

Carcian is the sole descendant of the count family, and is now a person entrusted to our close friend, the marquess family. He is never someone to be called 'something like that'. But to think that a maid called Yeong-shik 'something like Carcian'!

“My, my, when did I say that… … .”

Betty made a hasty excuse, but I didn't even listen.

Susan walked over and handed Betty a soft candle. Betty suddenly received the flower pot, and I raised my eyebrows as if I was saddened to see her.

“And Betty, you shouldn’t have told me if you were in a hurry. Did something happen that you couldn’t make up for with the money or valuables you took that didn’t suit me, or the things you took from a room I wasn’t in?”

Oh my gosh.

I added as if sympathizing with Betty, who was stiff. It was worth seeing Betty's expression of sympathy for me who had always laughed at me.

“Okay, so I’ll give this to Betty. It is a plant that makes a very expensive ointment, so you can sell it for a very high price.”

I'm giving you such an expensive gift because I'm saving you.

"I don't know what's going on, but let's sell this to add strength."

As if he didn't know anything, he forgave the maid's mistakes and rather showed her help, laughing and exposing Betty's atrocities.

You're not the only one who knows how to laugh and chew like this. Do you think I'm just Latina? I don't know if she was before the regression, but she was quite thick-haired before reincarnation.

I smiled heartily at Betty, who looked as stiff as a gray-haired person.

It was at this time.

"right… … My lady has a really bad memory. Isn't that all a 'gift' given to me by the young lady?”

Betty started fighting back. If so, it's not in my hands.

“Huh, you don’t deny what you took.”

Betty rattled for a moment, but soon she let go of her pretense.

“These days, even children have dementia. What if the lady is like that too?"

Betty raised her eyebrows in embarrassment. Then, without giving me a chance to speak, I hurriedly looked at my father and mother and continued.

“Don't worry too much. My sister and I always play like this. It’s a situational drama.”

Father and mother let out a sigh as if relieved by Betty's handling.

“That, yes. Latia is so eccentric that she teases her maid like that.”

“I worry every time I hear from Betty.”

My mother and father tried to sort things out by helping each other.

But it can't be. Because I still have things I want to say to you.

“Hey Betty, do you mean to say that the lady of the marquess plays with the maid because I have no friends to hang out with? Elene goes to small tea parties every day to make her friends and have a good time, but I don't?”

At these words, both father and mother held their breath.

Only then will it seem as if they are discriminating against the eldest daughter and the second daughter.

Betty burst into tears as the distraught father tried to say something.

“My lady, today too, will you stop if I show you tears to ask you to stop?”

"yes? Ahaha!”

I burst out laughing.

To make Betty cry, who was her mother's handmaiden. It's something she couldn't even imagine when she was her 7-year-old illegitimate child who knew nothing. If it gets to her mother's ears that she made Betty cry, she's sure to hate me. I would have been so frightened. But not anymore.

“It’s a contradiction, Betty. You said you play with me like this. How do you play when you cry?”

"that… … .”

Betty looked at her father and mother as if asking for help, but the two only frowned as if they were troubled. That's because he showed Celltron the same weakness as 'the writer's eldest daughter plays with her maid'!

As I said beforehand, Celltron's expression looked very confused and shocked.